Securing Thirty Thousand Spirit Stones!

"Tada!"

Li Yao's voice rang out in front of the spacious gates of the Lin Family residence, carrying a hint of mockery.

"Well, do you like these two gifts?"

The smile Lin Yuntian had kept on his face instantly shattered the moment he saw these two figures, one tall and one short.

Especially upon seeing that the tall and short figures, just like Lin Yun, had their limbs broken and their cultivation sealed, he burst into a furious curse.

"Li Yao! Are you looking for death?! Someone come!"

If Lin Yun was a cheap son he had acknowledged and a knife he used to kill Li Yao, these two elders were different.

These two were the backbone of the Lin Family.

He had assumed the two were merely delayed, at most unable to match Li Yao's hidden cards and forced to flee.

Therefore, he did not care much until he witnessed their miserable states with his own eyes.

Unable to hold back any longer, he prepared to make a move.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Hearing Lin Yuntian's voice, several figures instantly flew out from the Lin Family estate like ghosts.

A powerful pressure came sweeping down overwhelmingly.

Li Yao immediately felt as though he could barely keep his footing.

At that moment, two immensely formidable pressures from behind him met the incoming force.

They completely neutralized this hostile pressure.

Li Yao also took this opportunity to casually lean back a little.

"Uncle Fu, Uncle Ming, if the situation goes south later, just run."

Li Yao leaned close to the two and whispered.

"Understood."

"Understood, Young Master."

Seeing this scene, Lin Yuntian's gaze turned frighteningly grave.

It was not simple. The two people behind Li Yao were at least at the Martial King Realm.

"Damn it, didn't they say there are no experts above the Ninth Rank Martial Master from the Li Family in the Imperial Capital? What the hell is going on here?"

Lin Yuntian cursed inwardly, yet his expression remained completely calm.

"Patriarch Lin, what is the meaning of this? If you don't like the gift I brought, I can simply take it back. Why resort to such drawn swords and pulled spears?"

Li Yao's voice was unhurried, as if the pressure from a moment ago had no effect on him at all.

In reality, his heart was also pounding.

"Holy shit, the Lin Family really does have quite a few Martial Kings left in the Imperial Capital. It seems I kicked an iron plate this time."

Even so, his face still maintained a breezy and effortless look.

Watching Li Yao put on this act, Lin Yuntian was so angry it made his teeth itch.

"Li Yao, you beat my son and two of our elders into this state, and now you come swaggering in front of my Lin Family gates. Do you take my Lin Family for pushovers?"

"Patriarch Lin, you have it all wrong."

Li Yao spread his hands.

"I came here to deliver a gift to you, so how did it become swaggering?"

"Your son colluded with the Yang Family and tried to kill me, yet not only did I spare him, but I even brought him back to you. As for your two elders, they aided and abetted the evildoer, so I casually taught them a lesson. What, is that not showing enough goodwill?"

When Li Yao said this, his eyes were full of sincerity.

He looked as though he really had come to do charity.

Lin Yuntian was almost laughed to the point of anger.

"You!"

Pointing at Li Yao, he could not utter a single word.

"Attack!"

Unable to speak, he choked back his words for a long time before squeezing out those two syllables.

The figures behind him were about to step forward and unleash martial techniques to properly clash with Li Fu and Li Ming.

"Uncle Fu, Uncle Ming, get ready to run."

At that exact moment, an aged voice-transmission drilled into Lin Yuntian's ears.

"Yuntian, do not act rashly. Swallow this grievance."

It was none other than Lin Chen.

Lin Yuntian was momentarily stunned.

"Dad, this Li Yao is simply going too far."

"Yuntian, do not be impatient. In a month at most, once Li Fuhai dies, this Li Family will be ours for the taking. By then, you can deal with this little bastard however you wish, but now is not the time for reckless action."

"Then what should we do? Are we just going to let it go?"

"Endure it for now. Doesn't Li Yao want Spirit Stones? Just give them to him, consider it temporary storage with him."

Though unwilling in his heart, Lin Yuntian knew Lin Chen made sense.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the fury in his chest.

"Fall back first!"

The figures paused. Though unaware why the patriarch had abruptly changed his mind, they said nothing and silently retreated back behind Lin Yuntian.

Then, Lin Yuntian forced out a smile that looked uglier than crying.

"Young Master Li, since you say you are here to deliver a gift, I will accept it. I wonder how much these two are valued at?"

Li Yao, who had been preparing to flee, was completely dumbfounded at this sight.

What was going on? Why did they suddenly stop?

Yet he reacted quickly.

Looking at Lin Yuntian, he put on a troubled expression.

"Patriarch of the Lin Family, I have always been fair in my dealings. Your son wanted to kill me, so I broke his four limbs, and you compensated me with one hundred thousand Spirit Stones, which settled the score."

"As for these two..."

Li Yao deliberately dragged out his tone.

"Ah, how about this? A flat rate, one hundred thousand each. Three hundred thousand, how does that sound?"

Finished speaking, Li Yao even leaned forward a bit, staring straight into Lin Yuntian's eyes.

"That won't be too hard on you, will it?"

Hearing the figure of three hundred thousand spirit stones, Lin Yuntian's mouth twitched.

It was his first time seeing someone open their mouth wide to such a degree.

"Give it to him."

Lin Chen's voice rang out once more.

Lin Yuntian felt as though his heart was bleeding drops of blood, yet he had no choice but to obey the command.

"Fine, three hundred thousand spirit stones. I'll give them to you."

Lin Yuntian gritted his teeth as he spoke, then waved a hand behind him.

"Go to the treasury and fetch three hundred thousand spirit stones."

"Understood, Patriarch."

A gatekeeper acknowledged the order, spun around, and dashed into the estate.

Watching this, Li Yao felt a surge of secret joy.

"Three hundred thousand spirit stones... This wave has made us a fortune."

Not long after, the gatekeeper returned with several servants, carrying out a few large chests.

"Young Master Li, these are the three hundred thousand spirit stones. Please count them."

Lin Yuntian pointed at the chests, the smile on his face frozen into an unsightly shape.

"No need to count. I trust the character of the Patriarch of the Lin Family."

Li Yao waved a hand, then signaled to Li Wenbin.

Li Wenbin stepped forward and swept the chests into his Storage Ring.

"In that case, I won't disturb you any longer."

With those words, Li Yao turned and prepared to leave.

"Young Master Li, let me offer you a word of advice. Having too big of an appetite is never a good thing."

Lin Yuntian spoke up abruptly, a hint of threat lacing his tone.

Li Yao stopped in his tracks, turned his head back to look at Lin Yuntian, and smiled.

"Patriarch of the Lin Family, young people just have good appetites. Nothing can be done about it."

Having said his piece, Li Yao gave Li Fu a subtle look.

Li Fu understood instantly, and a gentle wave of Spiritual Power enveloped Li Yao and Li Wenbin.

The figures soared into the air, instantly vanishing from the spot.