As soon as Lin Xin had the object in his hand, he engraved dozens of Fire Formations on it. Combined with the Fire Formation on his body, given his current cultivation, the power he could unleash was extrely terrifying.
The standard longsword at his waist had also been replaced by the top-grade White Lin stone longsword. This type of stone made the blade highly spiritual, extrely tough, and hard to break. The sa Fire Formation was engraved. Once activated in conjunction with his body’s Fire Formation, its power was unpredictable.
The boots, the headband, the tassel of the sword, and so on—all were the best materials and equipnt combinations.
With all the equipnt combined, he could easily buy more than half of the Music Prefecture boundary.
Still, Lin Xin had too much surplus that he couldn’t possibly spend all.
After all, with a two hundredfold profit, one piece of Spirit Jade could be exchanged for two hundred pieces’ worth. Such a uniquely profitable business, a channel that others couldn’t imitate or follow, naturally led to his wealth growing like a rolling snowball.
Pudu Sheng seed to be in the sa situation; there was still a margin to make money in between.
"This furnace of pills is successful. The favor from the expert you helped capture before is now considered repaid," Lin Xin said indifferently.
"Of course, of course! With this furnace of Ye Sheng pills, father will definitely break through his cultivation and extend his life by a hundred years!" Pudu Sheng, sensing Lin Xin’s implication that the pills were a success, imdiately responded joyfully.
With a gesture of his Hand Decision, a pill furnace as tall as a person abruptly had its lid fly off, and several pills the size of dragon eyes shot out red.
With a grab of his palm, Lin Xin’s figure blurred montarily, and he suddenly had five red bead-like pills in his hand.
He quickly picked up the prepared black porcelain bottle, poured the pills into it, and sealed it.
"Done, here you go."
He tossed the bottle casually behind to Pudu Sheng.
The latter quickly caught it in a flurry. The bottle faintly emitted intense heat, distorting the surrounding air, and the bottle itself also faintly turned translucent red, almost as if it would lt. But it was perfectly fine in their hands.
"Thank you, Brother Redflower," Pudu Sheng sincerely bowed to Lin Xin.
"No need for thanks," Lin Xin stood up.
"By the way, the Lion Plain you ntioned, I have found where it is," Pudu Sheng paused, then ntioned casually.
"Oh?"
Lin Xin was startled. The Lion Plain was a place that the neurotic woman in the Red Leaf Forest had ntioned, saying there might be a way to break free from illusions. Lin Xin asked Pudu Sheng, who held a high position in the Two-Faced Kingdom, to search for information.
"Please continue," he said seriously.
Pudu Sheng pondered for a mont.
"Brother Redflower, you should be aware that our Two-Faced Kingdom is surrounded by a huge Barrier. It’s impossible to get out," he said.
"I understand this," Lin Xin nodded. Though he hadn’t received much information from the other side, he was aware of the basics.
"The Barrier is naturally ford. Outside, there is a pitch-black wall of rock and soil. I rember once, a top expert from our country broke the Barrier and went out. Upon returning, he described our environnt as being similar to a huge cave. We are just one of the many caves underground," Pudu Sheng shook his head and said, "However, I personally think this is re nonsense."
Lin Xin, however, was intrigued, as this matched his speculation about the subterranean realm.
"Go on."
"From several records left by our predecessors, there is a note about the Lion Plain. It was said that during an accident, they fell into a twisted space vortex, which allowed them to reach that place."
"A space vortex?" Lin Xin was also sowhat surprised. How did it co back to a space vortex?
"Yes. That vortex was encountered a long way after breaking the Barrier during an accident. Therefore, its exact location is unknown. But according to the records, that place is dead silent... a land of malice," Pudu Sheng said earnestly. "A man of great value should not sit under a dangerous wall. You should think carefully if you really wish to go."
Lin Xin laughed, "I haven’t been personally involved in a long ti. Over these years, you’ve been handling the suppression of the illusions. Now, having this equipnt on and not using it is a waste. It’s ti for to stretch my muscles."
"That’s not quite right to say."
"That’s settled then. Tell the location; I’ll go there myself."
Lin Xin decided firmly.
Pudu Sheng could only helplessly nod.
"Then I’ll send so n to accompany you."
"Thanks. Let know once you find the exact location and thod," Lin Xin said.
"Alright..."
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Upon leaving the Manor, Lin Xin stepped off the carriage, yet he felt a vague sense of weariness.
If he could get rid of the illusion, that would be best, but sohow, there was an inexplicable discomfort in his heart. Suppressing the feeling in his heart, he entered the room and continued to practice the Bell Sound thod.
The Spiritual Realm of the Bell Sound thod was about to be achieved; it just needed more polishing.
This Divine Skill’s power was fixed, not increasing or decreasing with the level of cultivation, but the ti it took to achieve it extended with the level of cultivation.
With Lin Xin’s cultivation, being able to achieve the First Realm in ten years was already fortunate. He was not in a hurry.
Unbeknownst to him, as he opened his eyes, he was already sitting in the center of the cultivation chamber, with incense slowly wafting blue smoke in front of him, the surroundings empty except for the large character for "Calm" engraved on the wall.
"The ti I wake up is always fixed, huh..." He looked at the length of the incense in the burner and sighed slightly.
"Big brother."
Suddenly, footsteps ca from outside the door, and Lin Xinyuan’s voice rang out, clearly having tid his awakening.
"What is it?" Lin Xin did not want to interact too much with Lin Xinyuan. He already had Xiao Lingling and An Ying and did not have the energy or space to accommodate a third woman. Many things are less painful when prevented from starting, so he maintained a distance.
"May I co in to talk?" Lin Xinyuan seed to hesitate, as if there was sothing difficult to disclose.
Lin Xin gently tapped the tile in front of him, and the stone door slowly opened as Lin Xinyuan, dressed in brown hunting attire, strode in with furrowed brows.
"Big brother, Zhen’er... he..."
She hesitated, a look of indescribable helplessness in her eyes.
"What’s wrong with Zhen’er?" Lin Xin asked with a serious expression. He always paid extra attention when it involved his few disciples, and Lin Zhen, being the last vestige he and Xiao Lingling had left behind, was of even greater concern to him; he didn’t want any harm to co to him.
"Zhen’er..." Lin Xinyuan looked at him and spoke softly, "There are two won, each holding a child, who ca to the manor, claiming both are Zhen’er’s children..."
With that statent, Lin Xin’s eyes widened, unable to react for a mont.
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"Wah~~ Wah~~~"
Two infants cried loudly in the manor’s side hall. The sound was ear-splitting. Two won, one spirited and the other delicate, stood in the middle of the side hall, while the manor’s subordinates also looked helpless.
"Lin Zhen, this ungrateful wretch, leaves affection everywhere, can’t control himself below the waist, and made the two of us pregnant with his seed. If he had taken responsibility, it would be fine, but he fled unexpectedly! I’m okay, I can be free in the woods by myself, but do you know how miserable Sister Wang is? A lady of a respected family, becoming pregnant without even stepping out of her door, almost beaten to death! If I hadn’t followed the trail here and run into her just in ti, we might not even see her alive!" the spirited woman in a green dress shouted angrily.
Just as Lin Xin entered, he heard these accusations and felt a headache coming.
He moved swiftly, appearing directly in the main seat of the side hall and sat down.
"What’s going on?" he asked, turning his head to Gongsun Li, Ou Yinghong, and others sitting beside him.
Gongsun Li, with his white hair and a saintly deanor of a Taoist hermit, was already over a hundred years old. He pinched his beard helplessly and gave a wry smile, in his grey Taoist robe.
"Zhen’er... got two girls pregnant... Now that the children are born, the won have co knocking..."
"You’ve checked, right?" Lin Xin twitched the corner of his eye, also at a loss for words.
Gongsun Li clearly understood what he was asking.
"Zhen’er’s blood, I have so here stored in ice, I checked it... Both the lting Snow Technique and the Spirit Binding Technique show that it’s indeed..."
With the bloodline confird, Lin Xin, relying on Gongsun Li’s experience, was basically sure that this was true, not just people making trouble without cause.
The green-dressed woman still shouted angrily on the other side, causing unrest.
"... Now that the person in charge has also co forward, we must have so explanation, right? We are all here because of that bastard, making our families renounce us, now we have nowhere to go..."
"That’s enough."
Seeing the young woman’s inclination to continue, Lin Xin felt helpless but interrupted her anyway.
Understanding the harmony, his voice matched the vibrational breath which blocked the rest of the green-dressed woman’s words.
As he spoke, the originally buzzing side hall quieted down instantly.
The two won then directed their gaze to Lin Xin, who was sitting in the main seat.
"Are you the person in charge of this manor?!" The green-dressed woman, an ordinary mortal, showed no fear as she asked loudly.
The woman in white behind her seed a bit scared and tugged at her clothes, intending to urge her to be more polite.
"Yun Lian, don’t pull ; I know what I’m doing! I can take it, but you were mute, bullied by that bastard, pregnant and nearly beaten to death. If I don’t stand up for you, I, Zhao Yuqun, will feel worse than suffering myself!"
It was then that the audience understood that the girl who had been silent was so because she could not speak, connecting it to the other woman’s previous revelations. Suddenly, everyone felt so pity for this girl and dissatisfaction towards Lin Zhen.
"I am indeed the person in charge of this manor," Lin Xin sighed internally and replied earnestly.
"What is Lin Zhen to you?" the woman shouted again. Despite traces of education in her speech, her wild nature as a woman from the hills was unmistakable.
"Did he tell you what he is to ?" Lin Xin countered, his long-held authority radiating a compelling aura, coupled with natural oppression from extensive cultivation and slaughters, which abruptly made the woman hesitate.
"He... He said... he is the life manager of the manor..." The woman suddenly faltered, bravely enduring as her face turned slightly red.
"Life manager?" Lin Xin couldn’t help but curl the corner of his mouth.
Gongsun Li and many others around laughed along.
The title life manager, although coined by Lin Xin and sounding prestigious, was actually a role in charge of purchasing food and supplies. The manor was vast with many people, so there were more than ten such managers, all of relatively low status.
In other words, he was just a buyer of groceries.
"Zhen’er, the esteed Young Villa Master of my manor... to be reduced to a grocery buyer..." Ou Yinghong couldn’t help but laugh.
"A grocery buyer is also a mber of my manor, without distinction of high and low," Lin Xin pointed out.
"Yes."
Ou Yinghong, realizing her slip of the tongue, covered her mouth and fell silent.
Then everyone waited for Lin Xin, the person with the real authority, to decide how to handle the situation.
Lin Xin also felt a headache coming on.
"Where is Zhen’er now?"
"He’s in the Qu Yan Pavilion, listening to music..." Lin Xinyuan whispered.
"Call him here." Lin Xin almost wanted to cover his face and hide; this ti, Lin Zhen had truly disgraced the manor.
Before he could finish speaking, a handso young man stepped through the door of the side hall, dressed in black with a sword at his side, hair tied up, and eyes like stars. He held a plain white paper fan in his hand—it was indeed Lin Zhen.
He was slightly sweaty on his forehead, appearing anxious as he entered and saw the two won holding infants, standing in the side hall. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian to vote for recomndation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian to read.)
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