Young Master Lin, Li Musheng Will Come Today

"Thank you, Immortal!"

Though somewhat bewildered, the little boy still knelt and bowed to the white-robed old man before him.

"What is your name?"

Li Baiyi asked softly.

"My name is Chen Lian," the little boy said.

"Good, good, good. Chen Lian, wait a moment. Though I cannot be your master, I will have someone else take you as a disciple. Wait here while I find my own disciple."

Li Baiyi smiled, but the child named Chen Lian hurriedly shook his head.

"Immortal, I still have younger brothers and sisters. I cannot leave them."

Li Baiyi paused, then nodded.

"What a good child. Then come along together, far from this filthy mortal world."

"Thank you, Immortal."

Chen Lian knelt and bowed again. The children beside him had not understood; they were simply happy that their elder brother had come back to life.

"Wait here for a moment."

With that, Li Baiyi walked toward the Lin residence.

The servant who had struck earlier watched this unfold in terror.

With such miraculous methods, this old man in white had to be a cultivator.

He immediately grew uneasy.

But remembering that the Lin residence stood behind him, he plucked up his courage and addressed Li Baiyi coldly.

"Senior, do you have an invitation?"

Li Baiyi did not even glance at him.

The servant grew somewhat angry and was about to speak.

Crack!

A rupturing sound came from within him. Horrified, he watched his body turn to powder from the bottom up.

"Help...!"

The male servant screamed, then turned into a heap of drifting ash the next instant.

In the distance, everyone stared, dumbstruck.

Li Baiyi merely continued strolling toward the main hall of the Lin residence.

"Why is there no trace of a sword cultivator?"

Frowning, Li Baiyi stepped onto the path.

Inside the main hall, Lin Luo and the Lin Lineage elders, dressed in white, hurried out.

They had already learned what had happened at the courtyard gate.

"Is Lin Tian here?"

Li Baiyi spoke impassively, his gaze somewhat cold.

His anger this time was naturally directed at everyone in the Lin residence.

It was because of the word "lowly" that Li Shangjue had mentioned.

Though he was a powerful sword cultivator, he too had been born in the mire.

One needed only to think to understand where that word "lowly" had come from.

Coupled with what had happened earlier,

it left him extremely displeased.

Those with an innate sword heart could readily see into people's hearts.

Were this not the Lineage to which his future disciple belonged,

most people in the Lin residence would probably have been reduced to dust by now.

Lin Luo and the others exchanged looks, somewhat horrified.

They had never expected Lin Tian to have offended someone so terrifying.

Li Baiyi's method of instantly killing the servant had been utterly appalling.

His strength was definitely far above Mystic Core, perhaps even beyond Void Insight.

How had a cripple like Lin Tian provoked such a powerful enemy?

Hatred flashed through Lin Luo's eyes. After pondering for a long while, he addressed Li Baiyi.

"Rest assured, Senior. Lin Tian is probably already dead by now! That boy was wicked at heart. He went on a killing spree even while he was at our Lin residence. Our Lin residence and Lin Tian are irreconcilable enemies!"

As soon as Lin Luo finished, the elders behind him understood their patriarch's intentions.

"Indeed, Senior. Our Lin Lineage was also a victim. We disdain Lin Tian!"

"We do not know how Lin Tian offended you, Senior. Had I known, I would certainly have killed him that day!"

"He is nothing but a bastard. How dare he anger you, Senior! What audacity!"

As they spoke, their words gradually faltered.

They felt pressure closing in on them from every direction.

Thud!

Crack!

Under that terrifying pressure, Lin Luo and the elders instantly felt as though an immense weight had been laid upon them.

They fell to their knees one after another. Some even suffered broken bones, blood seeping all over their bodies.

"Se... Senior, spare... us!"

Lin Luo lay prostrate on the ground, struggling to beg for mercy.

In the corners of the courtyard, the Lin Lineage's servants, disciples, and guests watched from afar, their legs weak, not daring to make a sound.

When had they ever seen the Lin residence face such a powerful enemy?

It was too terrifying.

Just what cultivation did this old man possess?

Why had he suddenly flown into a rage?

"Spare you?"

Li Baiyi narrowed his eyes, his gaze cold to the extreme.

"You want to kill my disciple, yet you expect me to let you go?"

At Li Baiyi's words, Lin Luo and the elders stared blankly, their minds grinding to a halt.

This old man with such terrifying cultivation was actually Lin Tian's master?

How... how was that possible!

They had assumed this old man was an expert from the Joyous Immortal Sect.

Lin Tian had angered him at the Joyous Immortal Sect, and he had come seeking revenge.

Yet it turned out that was not the case at all!

Lin Tian had always stayed at the Lin residence. Even this time, he had only left to meet his death at the Joyous Immortal Sect.

How had he managed to become the disciple of such an expert?

That bastard, that lowly wretch.

How could he possess such fortune?

"Senior, spare... me! I am Lin Tian's eldest uncle. What I said just now was only to protect myself!"

Lin Luo screamed, blood spilling from his mouth.

"Do you take me for a fool?"

Li Baiyi snorted coldly. Standing still, he extended a finger and touched each of them on the head.

Then images appeared before Li Baiyi's eyes.

With a thought, he extracted their memories concerning Lin Tian.

When he finished viewing them, towering fury rose on his previously icy face.

"Damn you!"

"Damn you all!"

"How dare you treat my disciple like this!"

As he spoke, the pressure spilling from his body grew even more terrifying.

"I... don't want to die!"

One elder howled in despair.

His heart was filled with the utmost regret.

Why could they not have treated Lin Tian a little better back then?

The next instant!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several explosive reports rang out as the bodies of several elders burst apart.

Flesh and blood splattered, and bloody mist surged, only to be blocked by an invisible barrier before Li Baiyi.

"Utter filth. The immortal kingdom never lacks people who deserve to die!"

"And so, this mortal world has me!"

Li Baiyi murmured, but his gaze turned toward the void.

He was utterly astonished, then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At that moment, everyone throughout the Lin residence was terrified to the extreme.

They dared not speak, their legs weak, their hearts surging with profound despair.

Lin Tian, who had hidden his abilities for over a decade and been scorned by everyone,

actually had such terrifying backing!

"Senior, if you kill me... won't you be offending the Joyous Immortal Sect?"

Feeling his body on the verge of bursting apart, Lin Luo's terror and regret reached their peak.

Li Baiyi cast Lin Luo a casual glance.

"Offend the Joyous Immortal Sect over you? Leaving aside how little value you have to them, even if..."

As Li Baiyi spoke, his voice grew colder still.

"Even if I slaughtered the entire Joyous Immortal Sect, what of it?"

An uproar!

As Li Baiyi's words fell, it was not only Lin Luo.

Everyone in the Lin Lineage was so shocked that they wished they could sink into the ground.

Slaughter the entire Joyous Immortal Sect!

Just what cultivation did someone who could say such words possess?

Their faces turned deathly pale, every other expression replaced by fear.

"My... Lin Lineage is finished!"

Lin Luo struggled to breathe, bloody characters seeping out across his body as he labored to open his mouth and draw in fresh air.

Every detail of the past flooded his mind.

Regret and terror intertwined in unbearable anguish.

Who could have imagined?

Who could have imagined it would end like this?

Lin Tian, why didn't you tell us sooner that you had such backing?

The next instant.

With a bang,

Lin Luo's body burst apart, and he died before the corpse of his son, Lin Ming.

"The Joyous Immortal Sect?"

Li Baiyi's expression was calm, but fierce killing intent rose in his eyes.

"I waited hundreds of years before finally finding a single disciple, and you dared make my disciple into a cultivation furnace. What nerve!"

Young Master Bai dragged his ruined body back to Hongyu's courtyard.

There, inside Hongyu's main room,

the lights burned brightly, casting shadows onto the window.

They were the silhouettes of Hongyu and another man.

"Where is Lin Tian?"

Hongyu's voice rang out from inside the room.

Young Master Bai's face was deathly pale. Both his legs were broken, and he had left a long trail of blood behind him.

He immediately fell prostrate on the ground and let out a miserable cry.

"Lady Hongyu, you must seek justice for this lowly one!"

His voice was mournful as he lay prostrate on the ground.

The commotion brought several servants and Hongyu's lovers into the courtyard.

Meanwhile, inside the room,

the two silhouettes paused before the door opened.

It was an old man blind in one eye, together with Hongyu.

The old man wore plain clothes. A long scar ran across his right eye and extended down beneath his neck.

"Lord North Saber!"

At the sight of the old man, Young Master Bai trembled slightly, then buried his head against the ground.

North Saber was one of Blood Town's three Void Penetration Realm cultivators.

He was powerful and acted strangely.

Young Master Bai had not expected to see North Saber here today either.

"My darling Bai, who hurt you like this?"

Hongyu hurried over to Young Master Bai, bent down, and stroked his face as she spoke.

"My lady."

Young Master Bai gave a sorrowful smile, then his gaze turned cold.

"It was Lin Tian!"

"Lin Tian?"

Startled, Hongyu turned to look at North Saber behind her.

"There really is something wrong with him!"

North Saber grinned, a sharp gleam blooming in his eyes.

Hongyu frowned, then stood up and looked down at Young Master Bai, saying coldly:

"Tell me how Lin Tian injured you."

Her voice suddenly turned icy, and Young Master Bai immediately sank into despair.

He seemed to have already guessed what would happen next.

Yet he still clung to a heart full of hope as he recounted everything that had happened in detail.

A long while later.

Young Master Bai finished his account.

At that moment, the courtyard was utterly silent.

Hongyu and North Saber looked at each other, something unfathomable in their eyes.

"You, kill him."

Hongyu pointed at a rather ordinary-looking manservant as she spoke.

Both Young Master Bai and the manservant were instantly shocked.

"My lady, the formation is still unstable. If I act, punishment will surely descend upon me!"

The manservant pleaded for mercy.

"My lady, you can't treat me like this! You can't!"

Young Master Bai's face went deathly pale as he screamed shrilly.

At that moment, his entire face became twisted.

"My lady, my heart has always been crimson with loyalty to you! Though I'm injured now, I'm still useful!"

He kept wailing, only to see disgust in Hongyu's eyes as she looked down at him.