Was Leng Yulai this abstract as a child?

Outside the Spirit Ascension Platform, Lin Nuo and the others had already emerged. Leng Yaozhu had noticed something amiss within the Spirit Ascension Platform and intended to extract the three of them, including Lin Xiu, immediately. However, she was intercepted by Lin Nuo, who informed her that Lin Xiu and Qiangu Dongfeng had a score to settle, so Leng Yaozhu ultimately only brought the three of them back.

At this moment, they were reviewing the entire process of the fight between Lin Xiu and Qiangu Dongfeng.

It had to be said that Lin Xiu was even more of a genius than Jiahao, though their hearts leaned more toward the Jiahao standing beside them.

There was no helping it; while the trope of a hero saving a beauty was cliché, it was absurdly effective.

"Big sister, I can't even, did you see that? Qiangu Dongfeng just knelt down. Did this guy forget that you can't actually die in the Spirit Ascension Platform?" Leng Yulai mocked upon seeing Qiangu Dongfeng's reaction.

She truly hadn't expected that Qiangu Dongfeng, who had a crush on her sister, would be such a coward.

Leng Yaozhu also couldn't fathom how Qiangu Dongfeng could be so spineless; just having a scythe held to his throat had scared him into kneeling and begging for mercy. This...

Watching Lin Xiu's behavior, Lin Nuo wondered why this guy was acting even more flamboyant than himself. Wouldn't this put him directly in the crosshairs of that old man?

"Big sister, tell me," Leng Yulai asked her sister beside her, "Do you think Pagoda Master Qiangu will be so angry he drops dead when he finds out?"

Just as Leng Yaozhu was about to speak, she saw two figures walking in and immediately stopped Leng Yulai from running her mouth.

Because she was facing the other way, Leng Yulai didn't see the two people her sister had spotted and continued to chatter incessantly, even running over to Lin Nuo's side. "Jiahao, let me tell you, that Qiangu Dongfeng is the son of Pagoda Master Qiangu. If he acts like this, it'll definitely piss his old man off when word gets back."

Hearing this, Lin Nuo noticed Leng Yaozhu constantly winking at him. He followed her gaze and realized that two men were already standing behind them.

Seeing Leng Yulai still rambling on, he immediately stepped forward and covered her mouth.

Leng Yulai was a bit dazed by this sudden intimacy, and her face turned red. "Oh my~ Jiahao, even though you saved me, I'm only nine years old right now. Can't you wait a little longer?"

Lin Nuo: "?"

No, is the young Leng Yulai really this abstract?

Leng Yaozhu also looked at her younger sister in disbelief. Little sister, our father is literally right here and you're still saying this? You're really something.

She silently gave a thumbs-up, stepped back, and left room for her father to work his magic.

Leng Yulai soon sensed that the atmosphere was wrong. Following her intuition, she looked to the side and saw her father and Pagoda Master Qiangu looking at her with smiles on their faces.

Leng Yulai: "..."

Oh no, I got caught talking trash.

She immediately shook off the hand Lin Nuo had over her mouth and hid directly behind him. "Brother Jiahao, help me, I'm scared."

Old Leng: "?"

"Pfft~ Hahahaha!" Qiangu Dieting, who had been furious over the incident with Qiangu Dongfeng, saw the state of Old Leng's second daughter and laughed at him. "Old Leng, your daughter is quite the character!"

Now being roasted over an open fire, Lin Nuo faced Old Leng's scrutinizing gaze and really wanted to just run away.

"Lin Jiahao?"

"Yes." Lin Nuo nodded, unsure of what this middle-aged man intended to do to him next.

A soul power pressure as vast as the mountains and seas suddenly descended, slamming into Lin Nuo like an invisible giant hammer. The air itself was squeezed by this force, emitting a faint buzzing sound.

His muscles tensed instantly, fine beads of cold sweat seeped from his temples, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

Had his martial soul not been the rare Body Martial Soul, with a physical body and soul power foundation far exceeding that of his peers, he likely would have been forced to his knees the moment the pressure struck, losing all dignity.

Lin Nuo gritted his teeth to steady himself, looking up at the man standing with his hands behind his back. His eyes were filled with confusion, and his voice carried a trace of imperceptible trembling. "Senior, this junior believes he has shown no disrespect. Why would you suddenly attack a junior?"

The man addressed as Old Leng spoke in a flat tone, as if the pressure from just a moment ago had been nothing more than a casual gesture: "I just thought you were an interesting little fellow and decided to test you."

Before the words had even faded, the soul power fluctuations around him surged once more. That crushing pressure climbed like a tidal wave, pushing Lin Nuo to his limit. Lin Nuo, who had been barely holding on, felt his chest tighten instantly, his breathing becoming as ragged as a broken bellows. He was running out of the strength even to lift his eyes; the soul power of a one-ring soul master was as insignificant as an ant in the face of this absolute power.

It felt as if he could be crushed to death at any moment.

Not far away, Leng Yaozhu and Leng Yulai's expressions changed instantly. Unable to hold back any longer, they both stepped forward to block Lin Nuo, their voices filled with anxiety and confusion as they questioned their father: "Father, what are you doing? He's just a junior, how can you make things so difficult for him!"

They couldn't understand why their father was acting like a madman, making things hard for Jiahao when he was only a one-ring soul master. Had he forgotten to take his medicine today?

Old Leng looked at his two daughters defending that one-ring soul master, and his heart felt as if it had been pierced by a knife. It was agonizing, and his gaze toward the boy grew even more furious.

In his eyes, this Lin Jiahao was no longer an impressive junior—he was a damn yellow-haired brat!

At this moment, Lin Nuo was internally debating whether to run. He felt that the father of the Leng sisters wasn't quite right in the head.

"Alright, Old Leng." Qiangu Dieting stepped out to stop Old Leng's actions. "He's just a one-ring soul master, why are you more furious than I am?"

Hearing this, Old Leng naturally withdrew his hand, though his gaze toward Lin Jiahao remained deeply displeased.

Lin Nuo knelt on one knee, feeling a sense of relief. Just a moment ago, he had truly thought he was going to die. As expected of a high-ranking member of the Spirit Pagoda, he was indeed as insignificant as an ant.

"Jiahao, are you okay?" Leng Yulai immediately stepped forward to support the gasping Lin Nuo, asking with concern.

Lin Nuo shook his head. If this Old Leng had wanted to crush him, he could have done it at any time, but since he hadn't, it was just a test—it didn't matter.

Seeing that the boy was fine, Leng Yulai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Jiahao, my father didn't take his medicine today. You don't need to pay him any mind."

Old Leng: "?"

On the other side, Leng Yaozhu looked at Leng Yulai in disbelief: No way, little sister, since when did you become so brave?

Lin Nuo glanced at Leng Yulai, feeling pained inside. Sister, please don't say anything else. If you keep talking, I feel like I'm going to be crushed to death.

Just as Old Leng was about to act again, he was immediately stopped by a chuckling Qiangu Dieting. "Old Leng~ don't be angry."

Qiangu Dieting had expected to be thoroughly humiliated by his second son today, but seeing the Leng family make a fool of themselves instead, he suddenly felt much more balanced.

Click!

The protagonist finally appeared, thoroughly interrupting this little interlude. Qiangu Dieting, who had been blocking Old Leng, immediately withdrew his hand and instantly materialized before Qiangu Dongfeng's exclusive Soul Guidance Sleep Pod. He opened the hatch, hauled him up with one hand, and delivered a direct slap!

Qiangu Dongfeng, who had been in a deep slumber, woke up instantly and shouted in fury, "You bastard, if you have the guts, then—"

He looked at his father standing before him. "Dad, why is it you?"

Qiangu Diedang sneered in return, "Who are you calling a bastard?"