Making a Move

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Ge was already fourteen years old, having transformed from an infant into a youth.

Throughout these ten-plus years, Lin Ge had always walked alone. He had no friends and had not even spoken a single word to the other members of the Lin Clan.

When Lin Ge was born, his mother died due to complications during labor. His father grew to hate him for it, living his life in a daze until he eventually died in an accident, carrying his hatred for the world to the grave.

With his father's passing, Lin Ge felt no further attachment to this world.

"Is it already this late? I suppose I'll go for a stroll."

Gazing at the fiery red sunset in the west, Lin Ge muttered to himself and slowly walked out of the bamboo forest along a small path.

Evening walks were a habit Lin Ge had maintained since his father's death, one he had kept up for many years.

He rarely encountered anyone from the Lin Clan during his past walks, but for some reason, he ran into seven or eight of them head-on today. Though surprised, he had no intention of greeting them.

Even though Lin Ge was a member of the Lin Clan just like them, his relationship with them was not even as close as that of a stranger.

"Lin Shan, say that again?"

At this moment, a slightly immature yet furious voice reached Lin Ge's ears.

Lin Ge frowned slightly, his gaze shifting toward a few figures not far away.

"So what if I say it again? Your father is a piece of trash, and you're a piece of trash too. You'd be better off getting out of the Lin Clan early to avoid embarrassing yourself!"

A youth dressed in luxurious clothing was seen mocking a thin, frail youth standing before him.

The frail youth was clearly enraged and couldn't help but lash out, but the result was obvious: he was beaten black and blue by the others and eventually knocked unconscious.

"Hmph, a piece of trash at the Second Layer of Body Tempering trying to stand up to this young master? Simply overestimating your own capabilities."

The luxuriously dressed youth snorted in disdain, his face full of arrogance.

"Young Master Lin is truly the seed of genius in our Lin Clan; how could this Lin Dong ever be your match?"

The two guards behind the luxuriously dressed youth spoke with fawning expressions before casting a look of deep contempt at Lin Dong.

"Lin Dong?"

Lin Ge, who had originally intended to ignore the scene, paused his steps upon hearing a name that could not have been more familiar.

So he is Lin Dong? I didn't expect our first meeting to be like this.

Lin Dong, known as the Martial Ancestor, was one of the strongest figures in the works of the author Potato, eventually reaching the Master Realm and striving to protect the Three Thousand Worlds.

Technically, Lin Ge and Lin Dong were clan brothers, both belonging to the Lin Clan, yet they had never met.

Since he was a child, Lin Ge had strived to become the strongest in the Three Thousand Worlds, dedicating all his time to cultivation. How could he have had the time to pay attention to the others in the Lin Clan?

Yet, despite his indifference, he was quite concerned about Lin Dong; after all, he didn't know when the storyline of Martial Universe would begin.

Lost in thought, Lin Ge did not notice that his appearance had already blocked the path of the luxuriously dressed youths on the narrow road.

"Move!"

The luxuriously dressed youth frowned, speaking with great impatience.

This unfriendly tone brought Lin Ge back from his thoughts. He cast a cold, indifferent glance at the youth before him and said, "Get lost."

"What did you say?"

Lin Ge's words caused the previously good-humored youth's expression to turn completely dark. He stared coldly at Lin Ge, his fists clenched tight, looking as if he were ready to strike at any moment.

"Young Master, there is no need for you to dirty your hands. I can make a brat like this kneel and beg for mercy all by myself."

One of the guards behind the youth laughed maliciously. He cast a disdainful look at Lin Ge and, clenching his fists, slowly approached him.

Lin Ge revealed an inexplicable smile, his figure suddenly flickering and vanishing from where he stood!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Before the three of them could react, Lin Ge kicked each of them, sending them flying.

Of course, Lin Ge did not use his full strength. He had no intention of taking their lives; after all, these three were simply too weak—they didn't even qualify to die by his hand.

"You... you... you..."

After saying "you" three times, the luxuriously dressed youth still couldn't get his words out. He stared at the youth before him in terror, unable to believe that he had been defeated in a single move!

He was a genius disciple of the Lin Clan, having already reached the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering. Even if he were to face the most talented members of the clan, he would never have lost so easily.

Who, exactly, was he?

"Get out."

Lin Ge said in a low voice. Without even looking at the luxuriously dressed youth, he turned and walked toward Lin Dong.

"You... just you wait!"

Having been treated with such contempt for the first time, the Lin Clan genius was red with rage. But knowing he was no match for Lin Ge, he could only leave behind a harsh threat, planning to find out Lin Ge's identity and seek revenge later.

Lin Ge did not take the youth's words to heart at all.

For the current Lin Ge, no one in the entire Lin Clan could easily kill him—not even the head of the clan, the strongest among them, Lin Zhentian!

"To be beaten so viciously and yet suffer no major injuries... your body is actually quite sturdy, fellow."

Lin Ge scanned the unconscious Lin Dong, seeing that he had only suffered some minor flesh wounds and was in no real danger, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Originally, Lin Ge had intended to wait for him to wake up naturally, but suddenly remembering that he seemed to have a bottle of Foundation Establishment Liquid left, he took it out from his robes.

It was an earthy-colored wooden bottle with a very smooth surface; at a glance, it looked like a rare treasure.

"You're quite lucky. You should know that I've never had any leftovers before."

Lin Ge curled his lips and opened the bottle cap, letting a refreshing fragrance diffuse into the air.

It was a unique scent, intoxicating to the senses.

Lin Ge had long grown accustomed to this fragrance, his expression remaining completely unmoved. He pried open Lin Dong's small mouth almost violently and poured the entire contents in, not caring whether it was uncomfortable for him, then quickly shook his little head to force him to swallow it down.

Before long, the previously unconscious Lin Dong began to react.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was covered in beads of sweat, showing signs of great pain.

Lin Ge, however, showed no reaction at all. Foundation Establishment Liquid was, after all, a fine substance for strengthening the body; although the process was painful, it had no side effects.

Don't be fooled by Lin Dong's current agony; once he woke up, he would be in for a pleasant surprise.

Back when he first consumed Foundation Establishment Liquid, he had jumped directly from the sixth stage of Body Tempering to the seventh!

Although that was partly due to other medicines he had taken, regardless, this Foundation Establishment Liquid was the best tonic for the Body Tempering realm.

After about a moment, Lin Dong's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed, and the scars on his skin gradually vanished, leaving not a single trace behind.

"Pop!"

A faint sound rang out; the unconscious Lin Dong had successfully broken through the second stage of Body Tempering, reaching the third!

Not bad for a Child of Destiny, breaking through to the third stage of Body Tempering with just one bottle of Foundation Establishment Liquid. Damn it, there really is no comparing to him.

Looking at the sleeping Lin Dong, Lin Ge grumbled wildly in the depths of his heart.