The voice of Eighth Master trailed off.
Everyone reacted as if they had just woken up from a deep sleep.
That was right.
Carrying a Blessed Land required the cultivation of the Martial Immortal realm.
Otherwise, before you could even hold it in your hand, the power of a pocket world would completely shatter your flesh.
How had You'er supported it just now?
Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Lin You scratched his head with an embarrassed look.
"Actually..."
"I broke through just a little bit."
"Just a tiny bit."
In an instant,
Eighth Master's expression twitched. He clutched his chest like he was having a stroke, unable to utter half a word.
"What in the world did you just say?"
"A tiny bit?"
"Didn't you just break through to the True Fire Refining Spirit Realm the day before yesterday?"
"Eighteen minor realms and two major chasms."
"You call this a tiny bit?"
Second Elder Lin Dong hurried forward, grabbing Lin You's wrist in disbelief.
A wisp of warm spiritual energy spread wildly up his arm.
With Lin You's permission, his cultivation was pierced through on the spot.
Scarcely two seconds passed.
Second Elder Lin Dong released his grip with a trembling hand and collapsed onto a chair.
His eyes were filled with the despair of having nothing left to live for.
He pointed at Lin You, looked toward his eldest brother, and his tongue even began to tie itself in knots.
"He... he broke through!"
"You'er is really in the Martial Immortal realm!"
--Pfft...
As soon as those words left his mouth,
Lin You felt as though he could hear the sound of everyone vomiting blood.
The uncles who had originally been subdued by suppressing their cultivation for many years were now all clutching their chests with painful expressions on their faces.
It hurt too much!
Breaking through two major realms in a single day.
Was this even human?
Where were old fellows who had lived for thousands of years supposed to put their faces?
First Elder Lin Tao kept his composure the best. He gave a light cough.
"You'er..."
"How did you do it?"
"Cultivating must be very painful, you know. You need a proper balance of work and rest."
Lin Tao tried to prompt him. As long as Lin You nodded and complained a couple of times about how difficult cultivation was,
he would have an excuse to attribute everything to some unprecedented inheritance.
That way, his brothers would feel a little better inside.
No matter what, they were figures who had clawed their way up through slaughter in the Ninth-grade Star Domain.
Even if they couldn't reach the prodigy level of someone like Qin Feng, they could at least be called one in ten thousand, right?
It was too demoralizing!
Lin You clearly didn't understand Brother Tao's intention. He asked with a blank look:
"Painful?"
"I'm not in pain at all."
"Cultivation is super fast, ridiculously simple."
The tea that Lin Tao had just swallowed almost sprayed out, and he choked violently on it instead.
"Nonsense!"
"What about your state of mind and comprehension?"
"Does breaking through seriously rely entirely on absorbing spiritual energy?"
"Do you take us old fellows for fools who have lived in vain for thousands of years?"
Lin You remained silent.
But he really wanted to say.
Absorbing spiritual energy was completely enough!
Things like state of mind and comprehension simply didn't exist...
If there was a bottleneck,
it must be because the spiritual energy absorbed wasn't enough.
When you absorbed countless times more spiritual energy than anyone else in a single second, even a pig would become a spirit cultivating like that!
It was just like having a door placed right in front of you.
If you couldn't push it open, you had to go look for a key.
This key represented opportunity and comprehension!
But if you smashed it with a hammer, it was hard to say.
One hammer wasn't enough?
Then a hundred hammers, ten thousand hammers.
You just smashed the door open by sheer force!
Lin You gave a light cough, thinking to himself: I can't be too abnormal, lest I arouse suspicion.
He nodded.
"What Brother Tao says is right."
"I did encounter some difficulties."
Only then did Lin Tao contentedly take another sip of tea.
"That's more like it."
"A mighty expert's inheritance is certainly important, but personal cultivation is equally indispensable."
"Tell me about it, what difficulties did you run into?"
Lin You said earnestly, "I cultivate too slowly!"
--Pfft.
This time,
Lin Tao truly couldn't hold it back, and he sprayed tea all over Eighth Master's face.
He genuinely wanted to punch Lin You twice just to let him know why flowers were so red.
Two major realms in a single day.
And you're telling me cultivation is too slow?
Are you kidding me!
Lin You felt so wronged.
He was telling the truth; his soul was simply incompatible with heaven and earth.
If Qin Feng were in his shoes,
under a five-million-fold acceleration, he probably would have conquered the heavens and myriad realms in less than a month.
Compared to that, wasn't his cultivation speed too slow?
"Brother Tao."
"Is there a way..."
"I'm being serious."
Lin You blinked his large eyes.
"Shut your mouth," Lin Tao rebuked angrily. "A numerical monster has no business talking about difficulties!"
"You got it." Lin You stood obediently to one side.
The other elders were all breaking down, and now they clutched their heads in unison.
"Eldest Brother, don't ask anymore. My heart hurts!"
"Yeah, Eldest Brother. You'er doesn't have difficulties, I have difficulties. My heart feels terrible!"
"Damn it... I want to undergo a bloodline test. I refuse to accept this! I must have been born to a stepmother!"
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"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, you two honestly confess: are we really family? Why is our talent so much worse?"
Compared to the breakdown of his other brothers, the Sixth Elder was much more lively.
He couldn't be happier in his heart that Lin You was this strong.
Of course, the most important thing was...
The Sixth Elder hooked his arm around Eighth Master's shoulder.
"Old Eight..."
"You're not cutting it."
"You'er's cultivation is about to surpass yours!"
"On the path of cultivation, those who achieve mastery first are seniors. Remember to call him Brother You next time you meet."
Eighth Master was incensed. With a single hip throw, he tumbled into a brawl with the Sixth Elder.
"Shut up!"
"Will you just shut up, you bastard!"
In less than three minutes,
Eighth Master bolted straight into the Blessed Land, muttering under his breath as he went:
"Old Eight this, Old Eight that—I'm going to cultivate, I'm going to out-grind all of you!"
"Next time we meet, you'd better all call me Eighth Master!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
The atmosphere of the entire Lin Family grew lively as well.
With the blessing of the Blessed Land, they would never again be constrained by cultivation resources.
Before long, the Su Family wouldn't be able to threaten them either!
Meanwhile,
another genius was cultivating frantically.
Inside the secret chamber,
Qin Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins across his entire body bulged.
Sweat pooled into a depression beneath him, making him look as unkempt as a vagrant.
--Bang...
--Bang, bang...
A heavy knocking sound echoed out.
Qin Feng's voice was hoarse: "Who is it?"
"It's me, Feng'er."
"The person you wanted me to find has been located. He's in the main hall right now."
The voice of the Qin Family head came from outside the door.
Qin Feng slowly reined in his aura and opened the chamber doors.
At the very first sight of him,
the Qin Family head couldn't help a pang of heartache.
His own son possessed peerless talent, unique throughout the ages.
When had he ever cultivated with such diligence? Others might not know, but he was crystal clear about it.
Ever since he lost to Lin You in the Heavenly Pride Competition last time,
Qin Feng had remained in seclusion within the secret chamber without stepping out.
Though his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds each day, he grew increasingly haggard.
The dignified combination of the Supreme Bone and Immortal Wheel Eyes was supposed to be striking down peerless prodigies.
Yet he had been driven to this extent.
"Feng'er..." The Qin Family head spoke, his tone heavy. "Cultivation still requires a proper balance of work and rest. You must absolutely not let inner demons take root."
Qin Feng clenched his fists and gave his body a shake.
A sky-full of divine light burst forth from his skin.
"Rest assured."
"I will not breed inner demons. I will reclaim the past humiliation with my own hands."
The Qin Family head's pupils constricted as he sized up Qin Feng in disbelief.
"This..."
"This is the True Fire Refining Spirit Realm?"
How long has it been since the Heavenly Pride Competition, what astonishing speed!
A smile of extreme satisfaction appeared on Qin Feng's face.
He thoroughly enjoyed the shocked expressions of the crowd.
For him, cultivation was as easy as reaching into a pocket and taking something out.
As long as he put in the effort, he could handle anything!
Including that Lin You!
Average, average.
Third in the world.
Lin You surely wouldn't expect that I've already caught up to him.
In a battle of the same realm, I will never lose!
Let's go, let's go see that annoying fellow first.
Inside the Qin Family grand hall.
The Daoist Robe Old Man, who had fled for his life from the Ye Family, stared blankly at the surrounding crowd.
He didn't understand.
When on earth had he offended the other party.
He was only hiding in a stellar region to recuperate and seeking helpers for revenge.
Yet for no rhyme or reason, he was surrounded by a group of Martial Dao Profound Realm fellows.
Before he could even figure out the situation.
A harsh beating followed.
Soon,
a figure walked in from inside the grand hall.
The Daoist Robe Old Man recognized the other party at a single glance.
"Qin Feng?"
"When have I ever harbored a grievance with your Ye Family, why bring me here by force!"
Qin Feng sneered.
"You say you have no grievance with me?"
"Then what were you trying to kill Lin You for!"
The Daoist Robe Old Man froze on the spot, unable to piece together a coherent sentence for a long time.
What did that mean?
Kill Lin You?
Aren't you and he rivals?
What business of mine is it that I killed Lin You... what the hell does it have to do with you!
The Daoist Robe Old Man raised his head, just about to ask.
Yet he only saw a long sword slash down overhead, its might so intense that even he in the Martial Dao Profound Realm couldn't catch it.
Qin Feng's ice-cold words became the final verdict.
"You killed Lin You."
"That means you killed me!"
"You simply wanted to harm me, knowing that I am destined to become the most dazzling existence in the heavens and myriad realms in the future."
"So you wanted to nail me to the pillar of shame once and for all!"
"Once Lin You dies, I will never be able to wash away the disgrace for the rest of my life!"
The Qin Family crowd: "..."
The Daoist Robe Old Man cursed his ancestors in his heart even more.
What kind of bandit logic was this!
Where did this moron come from!
--Slash.
The sharp blade pierced straight through his chest, flesh and blood tearing apart on the spot.
A head soared up into the sky.
Daoist Robe Old Man -- perished.
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