Betrothal to the Ding Family

Betrothal to the Ding Family

"Oh? What did you say? That useless trash had returned, and his strength had improved? Even Lin Shui was no match for him?" Lin Xiekun stood there, listening intently. The useless trash he spoke of was none other than the Lin Yu of old.

"Good! I'll go out and have a proper look at just what strength he has that gives him the nerve to make such a clamor here." Lin Xiekun glanced once more at the messenger before turning and leaving.

The Body Tempering sixth-stage cultivators instantly fell apart. How could they not know Lin Shui's strength? Within the entire Lin Family, only Lin Fenfang could rival Lin Shui's sixth-stage cultivation.

And Lin Fenfang had feelings for Lin Yu, so naturally she would not go looking for trouble by charging forward. Lin Yu did not say a word. He merely sat cross-legged there, quietly waiting for Lin Xiekun to arrive.

"I truly didn't expect a wretch like you to dare come back and seek death. Watch carefully—if I don't kill you today, then I won't be called Xiekun." He did not dare wager his own surname lightly; this concerned his standing within the Lineage.

Lin Yu nodded as though Lin Xiekun did not exist in his eyes. Whatever his name was had nothing to do with Lin Yu. Their positions were utterly opposed, and the auras radiating from them collided against each other. In that instant, a thread of killing intent also seeped from Lin Yu's body.

"The humiliation of six years—I will return it to you slowly today." Lin Yu had already made his declaration. As for whether Lin Xiekun could endure it, that was no longer Lin Yu's concern.

At that moment, Lin Yu did not conceal the spiritual power within his body in the slightest. His eyes brimmed with hatred, with the intent to kill.

"What? Lin Yu is actually giving off such powerful spiritual power?" Lin Bai was completely stunned. What kind of fortune had Lin Yu obtained on this journey outside to possess such formidable spiritual power?

The spiritual power emanating from Lin Xiekun's body crashed against it, yet could not contend with it. One had to know that Lin Yu was merely at the third stage, while Lin Xiekun had long since reached the seventh.

Lin Yu tossed his sword aside, kicked off the ground, and instantly arrived before Lin Xiekun. "Do you still remember? Six years ago, this was how you threw the first punch." That fist landed squarely on Lin Xiekun's face. Before he could even react, he had already returned a punch to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu stepped back, crouched halfway to the ground, and let out a long breath before speaking. "The first punch from six years ago has been repaid." Lin Yu remembered every injury he had suffered over those six years with perfect clarity. No fewer than ten times each year, each beating worse than the last—it had not been pleasant. Now, Lin Xiekun would have a good taste of all that pain gathered into one.

Lin Yu clasped his hands tightly together and blocked Lin Xiekun's attack. Seizing the slightest opening, he shouted again, "The second strike from six years ago—returned!" After two punches, blood flowed from the corner of Lin Xiekun's mouth.

"Elder, if this continues..." Lin Bai was worried for his son and had no choice but to step forward and plead.

"Ah, Elder Brother, when Xiekun beat my son back then, I never came out to plead for mercy." Hearing this, Jin Bai's expression darkened as well. Who would want to watch their own child being beaten with their own eyes?

Lin Xuanmu nodded as well. Over these six years, as long as he had been in the Lin Family, he had never once heard Lin Huan utter a plea for mercy.

"Third strike."

"Fourth strike."

"The debt from six years ago has been repaid." This had only settled one year's worth of humiliation, yet Lin Xiekun's body was already covered in countless wounds. Lin Bai regretted it bitterly; back then, he should never have let Lin Xiekun forge such a deep grudge.

"What's wrong? Didn't you call me garbage back then? Let me tell you, there are still five years left. I'll repay them all at once today. Whether you have the ability to take it will depend on your own fortune." Lin Xiekun slowly climbed up from the ground. Seeing this, Lin Yu merely smiled.

Then came a sweeping kick that sent Lin Yu directly to the ground. Lin Yu smiled again, then immediately hooked and flung him back up.

"I'll let you have a good taste of the humiliation I've suffered all these years. The garbage, the scum you spoke of—what do they look like now?" Lin Yu drew in a long breath and kicked him straight down. The entire arena seemed to tremble.

"I..." Lin Xiekun wanted to speak, but Lin Yu dropped from the air and kicked him in the chest again. A cracking sound came from two broken ribs.

"I... I surrender." His words rang out clearly. Even Lin Xuanmu, standing in the distance, heard them and nodded, signaling for Lin Bai to take him away. But Lin Yu had no intention of letting him off so easily.

He reached out and drew his sword. In the time of a single breath, no one knew how many wounds he carved across Lin Xiekun's body. He moved so quickly that even Lin Bai could not see clearly.

"Boy, what are you doing? Didn't you hear that he has already surrendered?" Lin Bai argued for his child, while Lin Yu merely said flatly, "The humiliation of my six years has been washed away today." His sword flashed and danced, leaving its work thoroughly clean. Only then did he step down from the arena, paying no heed to Lin Bai's words.

"Bastard! Men, seize this boy for me!" Quite a few Lin Family disciples stepped forward, but Lin Yu drew his sword once more and said calmly, "Whoever dares step forward dies." Among the Lin Family's younger generation, Lin Yu stood foremost. Seeing this, they did not say another word and did not dare advance.

"Enough. All of you, stand down." Lin Xuanmu's words clearly carried far more weight than Lin Bai's. Everyone retreated at once. Lin Bai carried his child away for treatment, and only then did Lin Xuanmu say, "Since you have proven your ability, the Lineage's resources will naturally be allocated to you. Furthermore, the Lin Family and the Ding Family have recently arranged a marriage alliance. I believe you, Lin Yu, may be betrothed to the Ding Family's young lady, Ding Meng."

"I have no use for the Lineage's resources. As for marriage, speak to my parents. I only hope that no one will obstruct me when I enter or leave the Lin Residence." Lin Yu laid everything bare. The resources outside were indeed far more plentiful than those within the Lineage.

"Mm, I cannot agree to that condition. Choose another one instead," Lin Xuanmu said again.

"Do as you please. That is your business. Since I was able to leave once, I can leave a second time. If I flee a second time, I will never come back..." Lin Yu left behind those harsh words and turned away.

Having seen the outside world on this journey, Lin Yu understood its benefits far exceeded those of this greenhouse. Naturally, he wanted to leave this prison.

His words made Lin Huan, who stood watching nearby, let out a long sigh. After going out into the world once, his child had truly changed too much. His temperament was completely different from before. Did he no longer regard the Lin Family as anything at all?

PS: Updates will resume tomorrow. A minor issue came up.