Chapter 830: The Thirteen Guardians of the Jia Family's Flower Fruit Mountain

Surging true qi welled forth.

It made Li Lin's expression turn grave; he dared not underestimate her.

True qi projected outward — a third-rank martial artist on the same level as him.

For Qi Refining martial artists, the division between fifth, fourth, and third rank is simple, unlike Spirit Refining which is so ambiguous.

Generating true qi circulation within the body is fifth rank; fourth rank can achieve true qi body protection; third rank is true qi external projection — Lin Daiyu's current realm.

The qi jin was violent yet not scattered; instead it faintly condensed into a giant fist.

Forming a stark contrast with Lin Daiyu's small, delicate fist.

Li Lin did not dare be negligent; his hands traced circles before him, unleashing his family's ultimate art — "Boundless Ocean" from the Boundless Divine Skill.

Qi jin circulated before him like a whirlpool in the ocean, intent on swallowing the incoming fist force.

The two collided; a gale rose, shaking everyone in the room, and many furnishings and ornaments toppled in disarray.

Fist withdrawn, palm withdrawn.

The two stood apart, unmoving. Lin Daiyu said, "This time I'll give you a small lesson first. Spare you, so later Little Xi Chun can personally come settle the score from that day."

Having spoken, she flicked the black cloak behind her and led Jia Xi Chun away.

The crowd wanted to pursue, but saw Li Lin standing in place, saying nothing; they felt something was amiss.

Only after Lin Daiyu and the other had completely vanished did a flush surge on Li Lin's face; he spat out a mouthful of congested blood, wiped his mouth corner, and sat down on a nearby chair: "The Thirteen Guardians of the Jia Family's Flower Fruit Mountain — truly lives up to its reputation."

"I've heard of the Jia Family's Flower Fruit Mountain."

"But what are these Guardians?"

Several people looked at Li Lin with blank bewilderment; a few seemed deep in thought, as if recalling something.

Li Lin waved his hand and looked toward the sky outside.

The Imperial Capital — no, the aristocratic landscape of Great Qian — will likely truly change.

As scions of aristocratic families, everyone naturally knows the Jia Family's Flower Fruit Mountain — it is a rather embarrassing joke.

The matter went like this: the Jia Family's martial dao produced another talent; after Jia Rong inherited the Duke's title, Emperor Kaiyuan conferred the rank of Noble Consort on the Jia Family's daughter Jia Yuan Chun.

And set a date for her provincial visit; simultaneously opened the inner treasury to allocate funds to the Jia Family for related matters.

Truly imperial grace vast and boundless.

To the outside world, the Jia Family should naturally hurry up and spend money to build a magnificent grand garden for the provincial visit?

The Jia Family indeed began construction; Ningguo Mansion and Rongguo Mansion were originally "next door," both had gardens, especially Ningguo Mansion's garden, which was even better than Rongguo Mansion's.

Now with the Noble Consort's provincial visit, naturally the two must be connected, even expanded, to truly build a "traveling palace."

This is the major event of building the Grand View Garden and the Noble Consort's provincial visit in the original work.

The entire Jia Family, including the Dowager, were somewhat excited; Jia Bao Yu even personally designed various courtyards for himself and a group of sisters to reside in.

He followed the Dowager's side — three days fishing, two days drying nets, and one day missing his sisters until his head ached.

Lin Daiyu and the others, however, were following Sun Wukong to train; already three to five days unseen, it felt like ten autumns apart.

Jia Bao Yu thought: once the garden is built, everyone will continue living happily together.

Ao Yu Lie also meddled in it; whatever else, it was the Grand View Garden — once built it would truly be a utopia.

First day conferring a title, second day conferring consort rank, third day setting the provincial visit date, seventh day construction already begun.

Both the imperial clan and the Jia Family's enthusiasm and efficiency were very high.

Two days into construction, beside the steward's furnace at Ningguo Mansion, a figure with a Saiyan-style head, one meter eight tall, swayed over and patted the Bagua Furnace: "Manifested Sage True Lord, let's discuss something."

"If you have farts, let them out." Yang Jian said to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong wasn't annoyed; he chuckled: "Heard you're building a big garden?"

"Mm, what, you want a courtyard too?" Yang Jian asked.

Ao Yu Lie had already approached him, insisting on a courtyard; Yang Jian agreed.

"No." Sun Wukong shook his head. "Old Sun thinks building a garden is so boring; why don't we build a mountain instead? Flower Fruit Mountain."

"???"

Yang Jian knew — this macaque coming to him definitely meant no good.

One opening with "Manifested Sage True Lord," and he knew what this monkey was thinking.

"Go find your master; I'm only responsible for supervision." Yang Jian decisively passed the matter to Tang Luo.

After this guy handed the Jia Family's trivial affairs to him, he became a hands-off shopkeeper, lying there every day enjoying the extravagant life of feudal society.

Clothes brought to hand, food brought to mouth — he lived like a useless person.

"Master said everything is fully entrusted to you; how about it, very touching, right?" Sun Wukong grinned.

"... Then we'll build you a Flower Fruit Mountain."

Yang Jian agreed in one breath — would he still care about such a thing?

Not just Flower Fruit Mountain; a bird's nest, a Heavenly Court, a Great Thunderclap Temple — all fine.

Thus the Grand View Garden became Flower Fruit Mountain.

With Sun Wukong's help, construction efficiency was high like Age of Empires; Rome wasn't built in a day.

But in a single night, the Jia Family gained a pile of giant rocks.

A month later, the "miniature" Flower Fruit Mountain took initial shape; the whole Imperial Capital knew — the Jia Family, for the Noble Consort's provincial visit, had built a mountain there.

Right — Noble Consort's provincial visit, and the Jia Family produced a mountain!

Named: Flower Fruit Mountain!

For a time, impeachment memorials fluttered like snowflakes; censors seized on it and sprayed wildly.

Then Emperor Kaiyuan dismissed it with a light "This is the Jia Family's private affair." True — no rule says a provincial visit must have a grand garden built.

Anyway, the mountain was there.

The matter settled, but it also became a laughingstock throughout the entire imperial capital.

As for the Jia family's Taibao.

Lin Lin's expression was slightly strange as he said: "The title of Taibao was transmitted from the southern martial world; a group of Jia family girls made quite a name for themselves."

In truth, Lin Lin wasn't particularly well-informed about this; he had only heard a few scattered words and phrases.

He knew of the reputation of the Jia family's Huaguo Mountain Taibao, and of the famous Lin Daiyu among the Taibao.

Beyond that, he didn't know much.

Although he had only heard scattered rumors, when someone else defeated him, he would definitely bring it up.

Only then could he make the opponent look very formidable, so his own loss would be understandable, not a crime of war.

Losing to a person of great renown was always better than losing to an unknown nobody.

If Lin Lin lost to a Grandmaster, it would absolutely not be a disgrace; on the contrary, he could publicize it everywhere, writing it up in grand detail.

Being able to lose to a Grandmaster proved he had the qualifications to challenge a Grandmaster — wasn't that something to be happy about?

"Young Master, how did you end up feuding with that group of girls?" someone couldn't help but ask.

Lin Daiyu had clearly come to vent anger for Jia Xichun.

Lin Lin's face darkened: "How could it be me feuding with that little girl Jia Xichun? That little girl has a sharp tongue and refuses to yield even when in the right; I only struck out to slightly discipline her. Who would have thought the Jia family, hmph!"

Anger.

After about a month, when Huaguo Mountain was more or less built, Sun Wukong led the Jia family girls out to fight.

As martial artists, how could they not fight?

The title of the Jia family's Huaguo Mountain Taibao also made its name at this time.

But not everyone went; for instance, Jia Xichun stayed behind because she was young.

For the time being, not contending with outside martial experts, fighting with these aristocratic scions in the imperial capital to practice first was no problem.

During this period, Jia Xichun beat up quite a few people; one day she heard someone mocking the Jia family's Huaguo Mountain, and she went up and gave them a hammering.

It just so happened that person was Lin Lin's underling, so Lin Lin struck out and injured Jia Xichun.

Lin Daiyu and the others had just returned; their front feet had just stepped into the Jia residence, they hadn't even sat down, and upon hearing this, their back feet came out to find trouble.

And so the Wudao Tower incident happened.

At the same time, it also meant that the Jia family, which had been silent for a long time and everyone thought would decline just like this, had risen again.

The pattern of the imperial capital's aristocratic families would change.

The Lin family, as the number one aristocratic family, would likely bear the brunt and become the Jia family's target.

News of the Wudao Tower incident spread swiftly; undercurrents surged in the imperial capital, and the Jia family's Huaguo Mountain Taibao were also thoroughly investigated.

One of the Taibao, Lin Daiyu, was given the nickname "Weeping Not Death God" by the southern martial world.

Lin Daiyu actually had a bit of fame in the imperial capital's aristocratic scion circles as well.

Her father, Lin Ruhai, had been a Tanhua in his year, versed in both civil and military arts, and had old ties with the Jia family; after Lin Daiyu came to the imperial capital, a good reputation also spread.

"Two brows like knitted yet not knitted, caging smoke; a pair of eyes like joyous yet not joyous, containing affection."

Possessing peerless beauty, endowed with rare elegance.

Moreover, perhaps because she lost both parents and lived under another's roof, she often wept; the so-called "bearing sorrow on both cheeks, illness seizing her whole body, teardrops dripping."

The flourishing of martial arts did not mean everyone liked strong, muscular women.

Lin Daiyu's soft, delicate type was also liked — mainly because she was good-looking.

However, due to the Jia family's gate rules, people couldn't meet her, and later they slowly forgot.

Anyway, there was this basic influence.

Unexpectedly, she appeared today; her looks actually surpassed the description by a few degrees, her brows also like knitted yet not knitted, but that incomparably domineering bearing — where was the frailty?

Not to mention, she even had the title "Weeping Not Death God"?

Whatever happened to the promised dripping teardrops?

The head of the Taibao was Xue Baochai, nicknamed "Smiling Face Yama"; similar to Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai also previously had a slight reputation.

Her appearance was rich and beautiful, her manners graceful, her knowledge broad and talents many.

Her face often bore a gentle, shallow smile; no one in the Jia family failed to praise her.

Now, she had produced the nickname "Smiling Face Yama."

Just what did you Jia family girls do in the southern martial world?

Following them were "Proud Rakshasa" Qingwen and the others, fourteen in total.

Known as the Jia family's Huaguo Mountain Thirteen Taibao.

Why are there clearly fourteen people yet they are Thirteen Taibao?

Because among them, the Ice Fairy Qin Keqing is the wife of Xian'guo Duke Jia Rong; although she has the conduct of the Thirteen Taibao, she is not counted among the Thirteen Taibao, making her a rather special one.

Thirteen Taibao having fourteen people is a matter of course.

Later, with Jia Xichun added, there would be fifteen, sixteen.

Jia residence, the Thirteen Taibao reserve candidates; Jia Xichun looked at Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai, and the others, and said somewhat embarrassedly: "Sisters, actually I struck first."

"So what?" Lin Daiyu didn't care in the slightest.

"Right." Xue Baochai's face wore a shallow smile. "Since you struck, those guys should just stand there obediently and take the beating; there's no reason for them to resist."

"The Great King said: only we, the Jia family's Huaguo Mountain Thirteen Taibao, bully others; no one else bullies us."

Lin Daiyu flicked her black cloak, grim and domineering.

She was now the Weeping Not Death God; besides the Great Strength Monkey King Fist, she had also cultivated the "Flower-Burying Divine Palm" that Xian'guo Duke specially extracted from the Six Desires Division Demon Chapter.

Her full strength was unfathomable; she could contend with first- and second-rank martial artists.

Among the Thirteen Taibao, only Xue Baochai was not inferior to her.

"Lin sister!"

Outside came the sound of Jia Baoyu's eager voice and hurried footsteps.

After not seeing each other for over a month, it feels like a thousand autumns.

His sisters have finally all returned.

This time, we must never be separated again; we must stay together forever!

"What is it?"

Lin Daiyu turned her head to look at the hurriedly running, frail Jia Baoyu, and slightly frowned.

Jia Baoyu's steps suddenly stopped, his eyes widened as he stared at Lin Daiyu, dressed entirely in black with a black cloak, faintly emitting a stern aura.

Who, who is this!

"Baoyu has come."

The voice of Xue Baochai came from the head seat.

Jia Baoyu looked up and saw Xue Baochai seated there, smiling on her face, yet possessing immense dignity, as if a military commander or sovereign.

A sharp pain gripped his heart, his vision darkened, his throat sweetened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot; Jia Baoyu slowly collapsed.

No, this is absolutely not his Lin sister and Baochai sister!

Before losing consciousness, he vaguely heard the conversation between Lin and Xue.

"How can Baoyu's weak body possibly endure?"

"Yes, how can a fine young man be so fragile as to break at a pinch?"