Little Marten: How Could There Be Such a Fool in This World?

Lin Family, main hall. Lin Xuan sat in the seat of honor, while Lin Zhentian did not choose to sit beside him in the other chair, instead taking the foremost seat on the left.

In Lin Zhentian's words, he was from a branch family. How could he sit alongside the young master of the main clan?

Seated in the place of honor, Lin Xuan showed no ceremony. After sweeping his gaze around the room, he spoke to Wu Tao and the others seated on the right.

"Deacon Wu Tao, there is still some time before the Ancient Tomb Mansion opens. Take your men and thoroughly gather intelligence. Do not overlook anything!"

One had to plan before acting. This time, they were going to trouble the Wang Clan. Even though Lin Xuan was confident in his own strength, he would never be careless.

Being strong did not mean one could go without a brain!

"Young Clan Leader, Xiao'er may be able to help with gathering information. We cooperate with Myriad Gold Commerce and have a good relationship with them. We can collect quite a bit of intelligence from them."

Hearing this, Lin Zhentian hurriedly spoke up. It was not merely enthusiasm toward the main clan; he also wanted to use this opportunity to help Lin Dong.

Lin Xuan glanced at Lin Zhentian but said nothing, merely nodding slightly. Seeing that Lin Xuan did not seem inclined to speak, Wu Tao looked at the hesitant Lin Zhentian and took the initiative to speak for his old friend.

"Young Clan Leader, I see that the branch family also has quite a few promising youngsters. How about—"

"This journey requires crossing the Sky Flame Mountain Range. Those who are not afraid of death may come along."

Lin Xuan did not particularly care. It had no effect on him, and he was not these people's nanny. He was only responsible for handling whatever they could not handle, as well as competing with Ling Qingzhu for the Nirvana Heart.

Even the Wang Clan's people would be dealt with by the Lin Clan members Lin Xuan had brought. As a powerhouse, he naturally had to carry himself with the bearing of one. The two sides had not yet reached the point where they had to fight to the death upon meeting.

Besides, they were staying with the Flame City branch family this time. Since they were having the branch family work for them, taking a few people along for experience was not out of the question.

"Such trivial matters can be decided among yourselves, Deacon Wu Tao. Please find me a place for secluded cultivation."

After hearing Lin Xuan's words, Lin Xiao took the initiative to accept this task on Lin Dong's behalf and said to him, "Dong'er, take the Young Clan Leader there!"

Lin Dong nodded in response. Leaving aside his father's command, the other man had saved his father's life, and Lin Dong felt somewhat grateful toward him.

"Young Clan Leader, this way!"

With his sword at his side, Lin Xuan followed Lin Dong out of the main hall and headed toward the manor in the rear.

Upon reaching a secluded little courtyard in a corner, Lin Xuan entered it. Standing before a tranquil bamboo grove, he gently and slowly planted the Nameless Divine Sword in his hand into the ground. His calm voice drifted through the courtyard.

"Friend of the demon beast race, why not show yourself?"

Lin Dong's pupils contracted slightly. Just as he was about to speak, Little Marten's figure suddenly emerged directly from the Mysterious Stone Talisman.

"Hehe, um, hello!"

Little Marten's timid appearance left Lin Dong utterly dumbfounded. In Lin Dong's impression, Little Marten was an exceedingly proud marten with lofty ambitions.

A scene like this—well, like a mouse meeting a cat—was something Lin Dong had not only never seen, but had never even imagined.

"Your bloodline seems quite extraordinary. It appears that even among the Sky Demon Marten race, your status should be far from low!"

Lin Xuan turned around and stared at Little Marten's illusory figure. From him, Lin Xuan could sense an aura of ancient savagery.

Upon hearing Lin Xuan's words, the initially timid Little Marten revealed a proud look. Folding his arms across his chest, he said smugly, "Looks like you know your stuff. At Marten Lord's peak—ugh!"

Little Marten stopped halfway through his sentence because he could feel an incomparably scorching gaze fixed tightly upon him.

"An extraordinary bloodline, many techniques, formidable strength. It seems you will make a fine opponent!"

Lin Xuan did not draw his sword, yet at some unknown point, the entire courtyard had filled with chilling Sword Qi, startling both Lin Dong and Little Marten.

"Of course, I have never liked owing others favors. These demon spirits and demon cores will be your payment!"

The moment his words fell, Lin Dong's eyes narrowed. He heard a sharp whistle through the air and instinctively reached out, catching a Universe Bag flying rapidly toward him.

Yet before Lin Dong could inspect it properly, Little Marten snatched the Universe Bag away.

With just a brief inspection, Little Marten was utterly stunned. What attracted him the most were naturally the demon spirits of two Nether Profound Dragons at the Great Accomplishment of Creation Realm. Besides those, there were several other equally formidable demon spirits, along with quite a few demon cores.

"Deal!"

After stuffing the Universe Bag into Lin Dong's arms, Little Marten immediately spoke, as though afraid Lin Xuan would change his mind.

"Very well. You attack, and I defend. Let me remind you: it would be best if you drew upon the power of those demon spirits to attack. Otherwise, if I injure you with my counterforce, your demon spirit may be in serious trouble!"

Before the bamboo grove, Lin Xuan stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his left hand holding the sword sheath. Tall and poised, he looked like an ordinary person.

Yet the instant this ordinary-looking man finished speaking, a sharp aura pressed down upon Lin Dong and Little Marten. Lin Dong's entire body sank, while Little Marten even felt as though his demon spirit was beginning to destabilize.

Little Marten did not dare to delay. He hurriedly snatched back the Universe Bag, took out a demon spirit, and swallowed it directly.

However, just as he prepared to attack, Little Marten suddenly froze. He stared at Lin Xuan with a strange expression and asked uncertainly, "Um, did you just say that I attack and you defend?"

The look in Little Marten's eyes as he regarded Lin Xuan became increasingly strange. Could this man have some peculiar fetish? He was actually paying such a high price just to have Marten Lord beat him up?

At that moment, Little Marten only wanted to say one thing: How could there be such a fool in this world? Paying to get beaten up?

"If you do not use your full strength, I do not think you will want to see me attack with mine!"

The sword path was known for slaughter. If Lin Xuan struck with his full power, Little Marten might not even have the chance to react.

Of course, that was not Lin Xuan's purpose. The reason he gave those demon spirits to Little Marten was merely to provide him with enough energy to support the use of some secret arts of the Sky Demon Marten race, allowing Lin Xuan to witness the path Little Marten cultivated.

The stones of other mountains may serve to polish one's jade.

As Little Marten was now, if he did not rely on external power, his attacks would be shredded by the Sword Qi around Lin Xuan before they could even approach.