Lin Xin’s face showed no emotion, and with a re acknowledgent, he didn’t glance this way before preparing to leave.
Then, the little girl said sothing, and Lin Shizaki clearly saw Lin Xin’s gaze fall on himself.
Only then did everyone see Lin Xin nod slightly and turn to walk this way.
"Quite cold, aren’t we?"
A young man obviously said with dissatisfaction.
"After all, he is the young master of the main family," the Ninth Prince said with a smile, but Lin Xin had not spared a glance at him or his companions, which conveyed an air of superiority that also left him sowhat disgruntled.
"Even if he is the young master of the main family, he’s not a Secret Blood after all. How can he compare with His Highness, the Prince?"
Lin Shizaki flattered with a slight complint.
The Ninth Prince pressed his lips together without speaking, his gaze still firmly fixed on Lin Xin.
Lin Xin approached casually on this side.
He saw Lin Shizaki here, and having heard from the little girl that they were also going to the ceremony site, Lin Yaoyang would be coming over soon, so he simply ca to join them.
Stopping not far from the pavilion, Lin Xin stood firm.
With his keen eyesight, he could naturally tell that the attitudes of the group of kids before him were not that favorable towards him.
"Young Master Sherie! I’ve heard much about you." The one standing in the middle next to Shizaki clasped his hands together and spoke loudly with a precocious air.
Lin Xin gave him a glance and couldn’t be bothered to respond.
The one he found most detestable among this group was this person. The negative aura of emotions around him shone like fireflies in the dark, clearly visible.
He was already irritable about mixing with a bunch of whiny kids, let alone having to exchange pleasantries and pretend.
The reason he ca here was because Lin Yaoyang was going to co and pick these kids up soon.
He simply waited here for that stupid pig of an older sister.
Seeing that he completely ignored the Ninth Prince, the group began to feel discomfited.
Lin Shizaki’s mood turned even worse.
Seeing everyone’s faces turning sour, she quickly whispered to the Ninth Prince to appease him, then raised her head to look towards Lin Xin.
"Cousin Sherie..."
"Don’t bother if it’s nothing," Lin Xin said impatiently with a glance at her.
Lin Shizaki’s mouth hung open in shock, at a loss for words.
"You’re pretty arrogant, huh!?" A muscular youth suddenly couldn’t hold back anymore and stepped out in front of Lin Xin.
Lin Xin glanced at the boy before him. Although he couldn’t discern the extent of the other’s strength due to the violent nature of Heaven and Earth’s Elental Energy, his appearance alone revealed that the boy was at most at the level of an adept Internal Martial Artist. He lacked the innate aura of Perfection and seed to have been bolstered with dicinal herbs.
Was such a character daring to challenge him?
"Perfect, I, Xu Chang, have co to experience the Lin Family’s Running Thunder..." The muscular youth didn’t finish his sentence when he suddenly froze.
His eyes t with Lin Xin’s, and in just a glimpse, he felt a chill run through his body as if it had been frozen solid in an instant. Muscles and bones uncontrollably stiffened, completely immobilized.
A stark fear, like that of a mouse encountering a snake, surged up from the depths of his soul.
It was only a few breaths of ti, yet he felt as if hours had gone by!
Gulping.
He couldn’t help swallowing his saliva as sweat rapidly soaked the undergarnts of his clothes,
"Young Master Sherie, impressive cultivation," the Ninth Prince was the first to sense sothing amiss and, with a glint of appreciation in his eyes, he quickly spoke up.
"But Xu Chang is simply straightforward. I hope Young Master Sherie can do the favor of letting bygones be bygones."
As a mber of the Imperial Clan, the Qiushi Imperial Clan was much mightier than the Lin family—after all, even though the Zhuxie Assembly was powerful, it wasn’t solely held by the Lin family but a formidable force ford by the alliance of many noble families.
The Imperial Clan could rival so many family alliances on its own, naturally making it much stronger than a single Lin family.
Therefore, as the Ninth Prince, he wasn’t very fearful of the Lin Clan mbers.
"Don’t bother ," Lin Xin said indifferently, and began to practice his Righteous Yang technique with closed eyes.
His ti was precious, and he simply didn’t have the patience to deal with these youngsters.
Xu Chang, feeling as if pardoned, scrambled back like a scared ghost.
The boys among the group looked at Lin Xin with a sense of wariness, while the girls had different expressions, clearly intrigued.
Especially the daughters from smaller families. There were five maiden girls from minor noble families present, and the looks they gave Lin Xin were noticeably distinct.
The main family bloodline of the Lin Family, though not of the Secret Blood, was an ideal prospect for them.
Had it been soone of the Secret Blood from the main family, they would have stood no chance, as such figures would seek kin from among the top ten noble families who also had Secret Blood.
But this Young Master Sherie from the main family was of ordinary bloodline—the lack of Secret Blood in his generation didn’t an his offspring wouldn’t possess it.
Moreover, it was well-known that the main Lin family wasn’t blessed with many mbers, and they had strong mutual affection. If one could get close to Young Master Sherie, then entering the Lin family in the future would be far better than suffering in silence within their minor noble holdings.
Further considering how Young Master Sherie had just now subdued Xu Chang with a glance, such prowess, even without Secret Blood, placed him at the top among peers. His position within the family in the future would be undoubtedly secure.
Seeing the girls seemingly smitten,
A hint of displeasure flashed in the Ninth Prince’s eyes—he had his sights set on a few of these girls.
"Indeed, being of the Lin family’s main bloodline, Brother Sherie possesses such skill at our age, truly impressive. I’m curious, to what level has Brother Sherie’s Rushing Thunder Sword reached?"
Lin Xin ignored his query. Walking past Xu Chang, he found a spot by a pavilion and stood there waiting for others to arrive.
Lin Shizaki saw this and cursed Lin Xin silently for his lack of decorum, daring to snub the face of a prince of the Imperial Clan. She quickly spoke up.
"Cousin, this is Prince Yun Ta of the Imperial Clan, you..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Lin Xin’s eyes suddenly snap open.
"I said not to bother . Can’t you understand human speech?"
The tone was calm, but the content sent a shiver through her.
It seed to be just an ordinary look, but Lin Shizaki found herself unable to utter another word.
She trembled all over, her mouth slightly agape and seemingly out of control.
Not just her, but all the young children, including Prince Yun Ta and all the little boys who were displeased with him, were indiscriminately suppressed. Anyone who harbored malice towards Lin Xin in their hearts was affected.
The prince was the most severely affected.
He trembled violently, yet he seed to have the strength to resist, slowly grasping the jade knife at his waist.
"Hmm?" Lin Xin’s gaze instantly focused on the prince, eyes narrowing, his presence overwhelming.
"How dare you!"
In an instant, a dark figure shot out from a hidden spot in the pavilion, arrowing towards Lin Xin.
Boom!
The figure launched a Palm Force that instantly harnessed the stream of the pond, transforming into a water hand over a ter wide that viciously grasped at Lin Xin.
Lin Xin’s eyes turned cold.
He pulled out his sword with a backward motion and slashed!
Whoosh!
A flash of silver Sword Light streaked by, leaving behind a lingering trail in the gaze of the onlookers.
Then, they saw the water hand split in two, and the figure was severed at the waist, cut in half by the sword, and fell to the ground.
Blood and viscera scattered everywhere, the stench of blood suddenly filling the air.
All the young children were stunned.
Looking at the body severed in two on the ground, Prince Yun Ta’s face turned from flushed to pale in an instant.
He never dread that this Lin Sherie could kill his personal expert bodyguard with a single sword strike—the very assassin of the Foundation Establishnt Layer!
The other boys and girls were also stunned. After a while, several of them lowered their heads, emitting muffled sounds of retching.
Such an ability to manipulate Heaven and Earth’s Elental Energy was characteristic of a Taoist Arts level Martial Artist and judging by the montum, this person had struck with full force, showing no rcy, and was killed with a single sword strike.
Looking at the body on the ground, it was clearly a middle-aged Martial Artist with a bronze complexion, eyes wide open, obviously not understanding what had happened even in death.
"Uncle An..."
The prince was pale as a ghost, unable to utter another word.
Hiss...
Lin Xin slowly sheathed his dagger sword; killing a person was no different from killing a chicken to him.
Without ntioning the tens of thousands of murders he had committed in the Underworld, even after coming to the Mortal Realm, during his disguised outings, he had encountered nurous troubles over treasure and power, but he had wiped them all out. The number of people he had killed was no less than several dozen if not hundreds.
"Dispose of it."
He said indifferently.
Imdiately, several guards from the Lin Family’s household hurried to the scene, swiftly cleaning up the ssy corpse. All the possessions and items were left beside Prince Yun Ta.
"Madman..." Lin Shizaki’s eyes reddened as she finally couldn’t help but mutter softly.
"This is a Taoist Arts guardian of the Imperial Clan! He just killed him like that? What if this causes conflict with the Imperial Clan?"
Her mind was a ss, but then she rembered the rumors about Lin Sherie within the family.
The strongest genius in Lin Family history, who had cultivated the Rushing Thunder Sword to the terrifying level of the thirtieth layer at the age of seven, after which no one knew his true level of cultivation anymore.
"You’re insane!"
Suddenly, a scream pierced the air, and the words Lin Shizaki had restrained herself from shouting were now voiced by two mbers of the Lin Clan who had just arrived.
"Lin Sherie! Do you want our family to be in even more chaos? It was bad enough that you stayed secluded all the ti, and now you’re provoking a prince of the Imperial Clan as soon as you co out! Do you want to ruin the entire family?!"
The shrill-voiced woman speaking was the head of a branch of the Lin Clan, Lin Shangxiu, accompanied by her husband, the elder of a branch family, Ou Yang.
Seeing the carnage on the ground and the intense stench of blood, they both understood what had happened.
"Lin Shangxiu?" Lin Xin glanced at the woman. "In what capacity are you speaking to ?"
His tone was so even, it was impossible to discern any particular emotion.
"What capacity?" Lin Shangxiu replied, irritated, her mood only worsened by the sight of Prince Yun Ta, pale with fear.
"I am speaking as your aunt! Is that not sufficient for you?"
Indeed, the Lin Family was strong, but it was ultimately not a match for the powerful Imperial Clan. It might be manageable if the Mortal Realm was united as one, but tis had changed.
The Imperial Clan was just looking for an excuse to make a move, and now it was as if they had been offered a pillow while wanting to sleep.
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