Return to Wash Away Humiliation

Return to Wash Away Humiliation

The ancient city was as prosperous as ever. Yet compared with the day he had fled, Lin Yu's feelings were now utterly different. After being gone for a full year, he had no idea what changes might have taken place within the Lineage, or what might have happened to his parents.

"The Lin residence is so vast, so magnificent, yet the things that happened here... sigh." At the sight of it, Lin Yu let out a long sigh. That night, he had climbed over the walls to escape; today, he entered through the front gate. Who could stop him?

"Who goes there?" They were merely Lin Family disciples guarding the Lin residence. Seeing them, Lin Yu exhaled deeply before saying, "Lin Yu, the one who fled the Lin Family." In that instant, killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Oh... so you're Lin Yu, the one without any cultivation! In that case, seize him!" The four people around him immediately reached out, intending to detain him.

"Heh, do you really think I would come here if I didn't have even the slightest bit of ability?" Lin Yu stretched out both hands and pressed them onto the two men's arms, smashing them unconscious. Spiritual power coursed through his palms.

The others quickly reacted. That surge of spiritual power was absolutely not something to be taken lightly. Lin Yu chuckled and stood there waiting. Such a huge commotion at the Lin Family's gates was bound to alarm the family head. He simply wondered how they would come for him.

The next instant, a powerful surge of spiritual power shot toward him, forcing Lin Yu back. He narrowed his eyes and dodged, letting out a breath. If this was not the Lin Family head, then who else could it be?

Now, there were countless cultivators among the Lin Family's younger generation, but how many of them could compare to Lin Yu?

Lin Xuanmu stood there, quietly watching Lin Yu. Before long, the Lin Family elders emerged one after another. Lin Huan could even be seen among them, though his mood was clearly dreadful.

"Why have you returned? Is the outside world not good enough for you?" An aged voice rang out. Within the Lin Family, only the clan chief could leave once each year to sense the changes between heaven and earth.

They would undertake a measure of cultivation, yet quite a few Lin Family clan chiefs had died outside. That went without saying for those of the present day.

"Tch. In this vast Lin Family, only my parents are worth my concern. I returned this time only to wash away the humiliation I once suffered. I want those who offended me to know what the trash and worthless cripple they once spoke of looks like now." Lin Yu pointed at the plaque of the Lin residence. Not just anyone dared to do that.

"So, you intend to cause trouble for your uncles as well?" Lin Xuanmu had no intention of letting him off so easily.

Lin Yu merely waved his hand and said, "I'm not that capable yet." Hearing that, Lin Xuanmu laughed heartily again, then asked, "Then what did you come back for?"

"I may not have the ability to trouble them, but I do have a bit of ability to trouble their descendants." In everyone's eyes, Lin Yu was simply spouting wild boasts.

They could all clearly sense that even if Lin Yu could cultivate, he was only at the third tier now. Meanwhile, Lin Xiekun, the strongest among the younger generation, possessed the strength of the seventh tier. How was he supposed to challenge them? The Lineage's rule was that anyone capable of defeating them would not lack resources.

Lin Yu had no regard for the Lin Family's resources. Without stepping beyond these gates, one would never know the wonders of the world, nor the killing perils hidden within it. Besides, he knew that the entire Lin residence had already been marked, and the danger of the Lineage's extermination could descend at any moment.

"Oh? So you plan to challenge the younger generation of the Lineage?" His eldest uncle, Lin Bai, spoke at that moment. Lin Yu only smiled upon hearing it.

"You little brat, you've gained a bit of strength, and now you dare to spout such arrogant words here?" His second uncle chimed in from the side.

"In that case, set up the arena!" With a single word from Lin Xuanmu, all their voices fell silent.

An arena was erected an hour later. Lin Xuanmu wanted to see exactly what Lin Yu had gained after venturing out into the world.

Those gains were certainly not as simple as they appeared; otherwise, he would never have had the courage to challenge these younger disciples.

Lin Yu directly vaulted onto the stage. He could clearly sense a measure of realm suppression on it, specially meant to suppress the Netherpassage Realm. It seemed Lin Xuanmu took this battle rather seriously.

"Lin Yu, you piece of trash, what right do you have to stand here? Just die and get off the stage!" A lovely voice spoke words that were anything but lovely. Lin Zang, eldest uncle's daughter, had never regarded Lin Yu as worth her notice.

"Beautiful face, beautiful voice, but ugly words. They wound elegance, wound elegance." Lin Yu remained seated cross-legged in silence. After all, today he was challenging the entire Lineage's younger generation. Wasting strength would be unwise.

"Too much nonsense. You deserve a beating." Her long whip lashed out in that instant. Lin Yu narrowed his eyes, then said, "Get lost." He had never shown mercy to his opponents. After one exchange, the challenge was already over. Lin Zang was at the fifth tier of Body Tempering, yet now even a fifth-tier cultivator had no hope.

"Have you ever heard a saying?" Lin Xuanmu turned toward the crowd, their faces filled with confusion. He continued, "Cultivation does not represent strength. Today, I have witnessed it for myself." Hearing this, they all drew in sharp breaths. Did that not mean Lin Yu's strength was formidable?

At that moment, a figure stepped forward, a playful grin on his face. He possessed the strength of the sixth tier. Lin Shui, Lin Xiekun's lackey, naturally had to resolve some troubles for him. Lin Yu glanced at him again, then shook his head in the end.

"What was your name again? I think I often saw you beside Lin Xiekun." Lin Shui's smile instantly darkened. So Lin Yu had never considered him worth a thought!

"Lin Shui." As soon as the words fell, his blade left its sheath. This time, Lin Yu had no choice but to stand. Looking at him, he said blandly, "If you want to compare blades, I don't have one. But I do have a sword."

The blade and sword collided, and the blade shattered at once.

"That's... that's a spirit weapon. There's no mistake." The many Lin Family members all sucked in a deep breath. Lin Yu actually possessed a spirit weapon.

"A lackey will always be a lackey. Get lost! Let Lin Xiekun come instead. You truly aren't enough." Hearing Lin Yu's words, they finally understood that his return today was to wash away every humiliation he had once suffered.