Tianshan Pavilion and the Wan Family's Response

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

"Grandpa, my grandson is in too much pain! You must seek justice for your grandson!"

In the Wan Family Main Hall, Wan Yong, who looked like an ape, lay on a stretcher. His face was a picture of misery as he clutched his chest, crying out in pain. He gritted his teeth and complained to a white-haired old man in a grand armchair:

"This damned Lin Yi, just a bumpkin from some rural place. Relying on his bit of strength, not only did he show no mercy during the Martial Academy Grand Competition, but he deliberately beat my grandson severely."

"And after that, he humiliated me fiercely, calling me trash, saying I couldn't even last Three Breaths under him."

"Grandpa, his words are not just insulting me, they are insulting our entire Wan family! Insulting you, Grandpa!"

"Grandpa! You must avenge your grandson this time, kill that Lin Yi! Give your grandson a good outlet for his anger!"

"What!"

"Bang!"

As soon as Wan Yong finished speaking, the Third Branch Master Wan San Ye, who usually had the worst temper, had a rugged appearance, and dark skin like a black bear, became furious. He slammed the table and stood up abruptly, glaring at Wan Yong and roaring:

"Yong'er, this country boy named Lin Yi really dared to say that? He really dared to insult you like that!"

"Yes!"

Seeing this, Wan Yong on the stretcher's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded repeatedly:

"Third Uncle! That damned Lin Yi insulted me exactly like that. Every word your nephew says is true!"

"If Third Uncle doesn't believe me, then feel free to inquire. If I've spoken half a lie, then I am willing to accept punishment!"

"Seeking death!"

Third Master Wan was completely enraged. His already fierce face became even more ferocious, like an angry black bear. He roared furiously:

"Damn country folk, how dare they insult my Wan family's disciples like this! I'll go kill him right now!"

With that, Third Master Wan was about to leave.

"Third brother, come back!"

Seeing this, the First Master Wan, Wan Hai, who had not spoken before, shouted:

"Father is still here. He hasn't given any orders yet, why are you in such a hurry? Are you trying to rebel?"

"Big Brother!"

Hearing this, Third Master Wan turned around helplessly. His dark face was filled with anger and helplessness:

"Am I not thinking of our Wan family's reputation? If our Wan family's direct descendant is slapped in the face by that Lin Yi today, and our Wan family does nothing, then how can our Wan family have the face to establish itself in Dongshan Prefecture in the future?"

"What's more, Yong'er is your own son! Now that he's been beaten like this, don't you feel heartbroken?"

"Of course I feel heartbroken that Yong'er is like this now."

Wan Hai looked at Wan Yong, a flicker of anger and heartache in his eyes:

"But in my Wan family, Father always has the final say. Now that Father hasn't spoken, no one can act rashly, including me, and including you!"

"I..."

"Enough!"

Just as Third Master Wan was about to explain, from the main seat, the Wan Family Head, Wan Hu, who had been sitting leisurely in his grand tutor's chair, spoke leisurely:

"Yong'er's matter will definitely be handled, but Third Master's reckless approach won't work."

"Eldest Brother, tell us your thoughts!"

"Yes! Father!"

Wan Hai nodded respectfully, then pondered for a moment before finally speaking:

"This matter between Yong'er and Lin Yi is neither big nor small."

"If you look at it from a small perspective, it's just a dispute between two juniors. Although Yong'er suffered some losses and injuries, his life and foundation are ultimately unharmed. With some treasures at home and some rest, he'll recover. It's nothing."

"But if you look at it from a big perspective, in this battle, Lin Yi not only intentionally injured my Wan family's Qilin Child in broad daylight, but also spoke harshly after the battle, deliberately humiliating Yong'er, causing Yong'er to directly faint from anger, making Yong'er lose face, and even bringing shame to my entire Wan family."

"Lin Yi's actions are simply provoking my Wan family! Slapping my Wan family in the face! He must be killed as a warning to others!"

"However, considering that Lin Yi is, after all, someone from Zhao Hai Hong, and Zhao Hai Hong was once a Dharma Transmission Elder of the Tianshan Sect, he has been in the Tianshan Sect for many years, with many disciples and connections."

"Although my Wan family does not fear him, it is best not to offend him unless absolutely necessary."

"So, in my opinion, give that Lin Yi a harsh lesson, make him lie in bed for three to five months, and hinder his cultivation, so that he knows that my Wan family cannot be bullied!"

"Oh, Eldest Brother, is this your solution?"

Hearing this, the Wan Family Head, Wan Hu, spoke indifferently. His indifferent face showed no joy or anger. He then turned to Second Master Wan and asked again:

"Second Brother, what are your thoughts?"

"Father! Eldest Brother makes sense. I agree with Eldest Brother."

Second Master Wan replied respectfully, then he, along with First Master Wan, Third Master Wan, and Wan Yong, all looked at Wan Hu, awaiting his final decision.

On the grand tutor's chair, Wan Hu took a deep breath after hearing Second Master Wan's reply and closed his eyes. But in the next moment, he suddenly opened them and roared:

"Foolish!"

"What a bunch of foolish idiots! If my Wan family's future falls into the hands of you fools, how can I rest easy and close my eyes? How will I have the face to see my ancestors in the underworld!"

Wan Hu roared, his aged face exuding dominance, like a ferocious tiger in its twilight years suddenly erupting with power, causing the surrounding air to instantly turn ice-cold:

"Over the years, how many times have I taught you? Once you offend an enemy, either don't offend him in the first place, or after offending him, completely cut off all ties and leave no loose ends!"

"And now, this Lin Yi already possesses extraordinary talent, capable of making the geniuses of Dongshan Martial Academy bow down as soon as he entered."

"After cultivating for a month, he even defeated Wang Yue, second only to Lin Tianqing."

"I won't even mention whether this is because he truly has astonishing talent, making such great progress in just one month. Even if he was hiding his strength before, just to make a name for himself in this grand competition."

"However, at only fourteen years old, from a county town, to reach such a level of strength, once he joins the Tianshan Sect and receives their careful cultivation, achieving Third-Rank Martial Arts will be effortless, and achieving Martial Arts Second Rank will also have a good chance."

"And now, facing such a terrifying enemy, you neither want to pay a price to mediate with him and turn an enemy into a friend, nor do you want to cut off all ties and eliminate the threat in its cradle. Instead, you want to teach him a lesson, delay his cultivation, and make him resent my Wan family from now on. Tell me, if you bunch of wastes aren't idiots, what are you!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Father's teachings are absolutely correct!"

Seeing Wan Hu scolding them like a furious tiger, the three masters of the Wan family in the hall couldn't help but feel fear rise from the depths of their hearts, and they repeatedly admitted their mistakes.

After a moment, Third Master Wan, who had the most explosive temper and the simplest mind, suddenly spoke:

"Dad! Then according to your wishes, can we also choose to kill that Lin Yi this time?"

"If so, then Dad, give me this task. I guarantee that within three days, I'll make that kid die without a sound, and even Zhao Hai Hong won't be able to investigate it."

"Idiot!"

Hearing this, Wan Hu couldn't help himself again, so angry that he cursed again:

"You useless thing, your petty tricks can't even fool me, and you think you can fool Zhao Hai Hong?"

"The methods of the Dharma Transmission Elder of the Tianshan Sect are beyond your imagination. Let alone you, even I would find it difficult to kill someone silently in front of him."

"And even if you can hide it from Zhao Hai Hong this time, can you hide it from the Tianshan Sect?"

"You must know that Lin Yi's talent is extraordinary. If he has been hiding his strength all along, wanting to pretend to be a super genius, that's fine."

"But if he has truly improved so quickly, I suspect his monstrous talent might even be comparable to those peerless prodigies in the Tianshan Pavilion!"

"And such peerless prodigies are extremely valued by the sect. Even if Lin Yi is only potentially comparable, once something happens to him, coupled with Zhao Hai Hong mobilizing his connections, the sect will definitely investigate thoroughly."

"At that time, even a First Rank Master involved would be in big trouble, let alone our small Wan family. We would be annihilated in an instant!"

As he spoke, a deep fear flashed in Wan Hu's eyes.

Below, the masters of the Wan family, and even Wan Yong, who was lying on the ground severely injured, were shocked and exclaimed when they heard the words "Tianshan Pavilion":

"What! This... this is impossible, right?"

"How can this Lin Yi, with what ability or qualification, be compared to the prodigies of Tianshan Pavilion?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Tianshan Pavilion, this was a place created by the Founding Patriarch of the Tianshan Sect specifically for cultivating Martial Dao Geniuses.

Not only were there experts surpassing First Rank Masters stationed long-term within the pavilion to guide and teach those geniuses, but there were also several extremely high-level relics left behind by Martial Emperors.

Each of those relics was countless times more precious than the Red Dragon Pool, and their effects were countless times greater. Thus, this led to Tianshan Pavilion cultivating geniuses with extreme effectiveness and immense fame.

Not only were disciples from the Eight Prefectures under the Tianshan Sect dreaming of entering it for cultivation, but even geniuses from Qingzhou outside the Eight Prefectures, and even geniuses from Chuzhou and Youzhou outside Qingzhou, wished to enter it for cultivation.

And the forces they belonged to would often pay a great price to buy one or two spots from the Tianshan Sect, allowing the geniuses they favored to enter.

Therefore, one could see how high the entry threshold for Tianshan Pavilion was, and how fierce the competition was!

It could be said that every genius who could enter Tianshan Pavilion was a true peerless prodigy! Their talent was unbelievably powerful!

And this mere Lin Yi, could he possess such talent?

"What's impossible about it!"

Seeing the incredulous expressions of several people, Wan Hu shouted and explained:

"Although the geniuses of Tianshan Pavilion are formidable, they are not born divine. They also received extensive resource cultivation from a young age before reaching that point step by step."

"And this Lin Yi, who comes from a county town or even a smaller town, didn't even have a proper master since childhood, yet he still reached this stage at the age of fourteen."

"In my opinion, even if his talent has a gap compared to Tianshan Pavilion, the gap is not as large as you imagine."

"Under these circumstances, coupled with the fact that if he wasn't hiding his strength during this period, but truly improved this quickly, then his talent is naturally not inferior to those prodigies of Tianshan Pavilion."

"What! This, this..."

Hearing Wan Hu's analysis, Wan Yong and the others were speechless.

Finally, it was Wan Hai, the eldest uncle of the Wan family, who cautiously asked Wan Hu:

"Then Dad, since Lin Yi's talent is so terrifying, and we cannot kill him, how should we reconcile with him? Give him money?"

"I heard Yong'er lost five thousand taels of silver to him in a bet before. Since that's the case, let's give him the five thousand taels, and additionally give him another three thousand taels. What do you think?"

"What do I think? I think you are a piece of trash! A pure, unadulterated piece of trash that cannot be molded!"

Looking at his son's disappointing appearance, Wan Hu's face turned pale with anger. He pointed at Wan Hai and cursed:

"Now that you know his talent, and you can't deal with him, you want to mediate with him, yet you're so stingy, offering such a small amount of money?"

"I, Wan Hu, have been wise my whole life, how could I have given birth to such a useless son like you?"

"Add another fifteen thousand taels on top of the original five thousand taels, for a total of twenty thousand taels. Then, immediately go and deliver the silver to that Lin Yi! Scram! Get out!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Dad! I'll go do it right away! Right away!"

Watching the furious Wan Hu, Wan Hai was so scared he didn't dare say a word. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then immediately got up and left to prepare the silver.

Seeing this, the others also quickly left the hall, afraid of incurring Wan Hu's wrath.

Finally, in the hall, seeing his grandsons leave in such a sorry state, Wan Hu remained silent for a long time, and in the end, could only let out a helpless sigh.