NOVEL NEXT Chapter 111: The Lin Family Is Waiting for Someone Here
Chapter 111: The Lin Family Is Waiting for Someone Here
Lin Fengmian and Xia Yunxi soared through the night sky, patrolling the city below. As they chatted and laughed along the way, the night passed without incident.
Ning City remained peaceful, with no sign of the demon cultivator making any moves. It seemed that the threat had been temporarily contained.
While flying over the streets, Lin Fengmian spotted Zhao Yazhi leading a group of guards on patrol.
Zhao Yazhi noticed him as well, but she just snorted coldly and continued walking without a word.
The guards, who were tense and nervous at first, brightened up when they saw Lin Fengmian and Xia Yunxi flying overhead.
“Thank goodness we have cultivators to protect us!” one of the guards exclaimed with relief.
“I never thought that that brat from the Lin family would become a protector of the people! What a twist!”
“Haha! A prodigal son returning to the right path is worth more than gold! Besides, he wasn’t really that bad, just a bit of a loudmouth.”
“And look at the fairy next to him! She really looks like an immortal descended from heaven.”
Hearing this, Zhao Yazhi’s expression darkened and she snapped irritably, “Focus! No gossiping!”
The guards immediately fell silent, realizing that this young lady was the one whose engagement to Lin Fengmian had been broken off. Their fear returned, and no one dared to say another word.
Lin Fengmian, however, didn’t care about Zhao Yazhi’s attitude. He continued to chat with Xia Yunxi, occasionally using communication talismans to check in with Wen Qinlin and the others.
The night dragged on uneventfully, and when morning arrived, Lin Fengmian let out a yawn as they returned to the Lin estate.
Everyone retired to their rooms to rest, but instead of going to sleep, Lin Fengmian pulled Xia Yunxi into his room.
“Cultivation requires diligence!” he declared righteously. “With my limited talent, how many years will it take me to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm if I don’t practice day and night?”
“So, we have to keep at it-every day, every night. Consistency is the key!”
Xia Yunxi was rendered speechless by his shameless logic. Her face turned a deep red, and she lowered her head in silence. However, she didn’t refuse him.
After all, their dual cultivation had been remarkably effective. Lin Fengmian was already approaching the eighth level of the qi refining realm, a pace he wouldn’t have dreamed of before.
If it weren’t for the need for rest and their task of hunting the fox demon, Lin Fengmian would have clung to Xia Yunxi every moment without a care in the world.
Inside the room, after closing the windows and locking the doors, Lin Fengmian wasted no time and went straight into ‘battle’.
With unwavering determination, he pushed forward and struck deep into the enemy’s territory with precision and power, advancing and retreating at will as if there was no resistance.
Although the “enemy” fought back with all their might, Lin Fengmian charged forward seven times, plunging in and out until the moon faded, the rivers dried up, and exhaustion claimed the battlefield.
At the end of the night, Xia Yunxi lay defeated, her armor scattered and completely exhausted. Her limbs trembled as she begged for mercy, her voice soft and pleading.
Seeing that she could no longer fight, Lin Fengmian reluctantly retreated, signaling the end of the “battle”.
Many “troops” were left behind deep within the enemy lines, unsure if any survivors would make it out alive to tell the tale.
Feeling invincible once again, Lin Fengmian wiped his “weapon” with a sense of pride, reflecting on the lonely path of unrivaled power.
Aside from the humiliating defeats he had suffered at the hands of Liu Mei, the fox demoness, he had been victorious with Xia Yunxi over and over again.
Obviously, not all demons were created equal. “Liu Mei… I still can’t handle someone like her. “
Thinking about Liu Mei made Lin Fengmian feel restless. He anxiously wondered how much longer it would take for her and the others to arrive.
“I need to convince my parents to leave Ning City as soon as possible,” he thought grimly.
At dinner time, Lin Fengmian emerged from his room with Xia Yunxi, whose cheeks were still flushed with embarrassment.
After waking up early, Xia Yunxi had been subjected to another round of ‘training’, leaving her arms and legs weak.
As they entered the dining hall, Xia Yunxi shrank under the playful glances of the others, her face burning with embarrassment. She desperately wished for a hole to crawl into.
“Yunxi, come here! Auntie made some soup just for you. Fengmian, there’s a bowl for you too – come and drink!”
Li Zhuxuan warmly greeted Xia Yunxi and lovingly pulled her over. Meanwhile, Little Butterfly, the maid, brought over two steaming bowls of soup.
Lin Fengmian accepted the bowl without hesitation and downed the contents in one gulp, showing no sign of discomfort.
“Good soup,” he muttered with satisfaction, not a single frown crossing his face.
“Thank you, Aunt Xuan,” Xia Yunxi murmured as she took a sip of the soup.
The moment the soup touched her tongue, her face twisted in confusion and her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
Seeing this, Li Zhuxuan leaned in close and whispered into her ear, “Don’t mind the taste, it’s a special tonic. It nourishes the yin and strengthens the kidneys, perfect for restoring your body.”
“You two are young, but you still need to take care of yourselves. Moderation is important, even for cultivators.”
Although her voice was soft, everyone at the table heard it clearly – after all, they were all cultivators with heightened senses.
Xia Yunxi’s face turned scarlet, and she felt the overwhelming urge to run out of Lin’s estate immediately.
Lin Fengmian’s smile froze, and he coughed awkwardly as he struggled to maintain his composure.
Wen Qinlin, who was sitting nearby, grinned, and a glimmer of schadenfreude appeared in his expression.
Serves you two right. You’ve been indulging yourselves so much, I don’t even dare to expand my divine consciousness around here anymore.
After the teasing atmosphere died down, Li Zhuxuan cleared his throat and said, “Fengmian, your father and I have discussed it. We’ve decided to leave Ning City.”
Lin Fengmian’s eyes lit up. “Really?”
His main concern had always been the safety of his parents. If other relatives were also willing to leave, that would be great. If not, he wouldn’t force them.
Lin Wencheng let out a heavy sigh and smiled reluctantly. “Yes. It’s true. But the Lin family has an ancestral rule – we are not allowed to leave Ning City.”
“We don’t know how many clan members will agree to leave with us. Give us some time to talk to them and take care of the family’s business in the city.”
After a night of persistent pillow talk from Li Zhuxuan, Lin Wencheng had finally given in.
He feared that if he refused any longer, his wife would force the issue. Li Zhuxuan wasn’t one to be trifled with-if necessary, she would go with Fengmian alone, leaving him to fend for himself in the city. Just the thought sent a chill down his spine.
Moreover, after seeing the power Lin Fengmian had displayed upon his return, Lin Wencheng realized that the enemies his son faced were far beyond what they could imagine.
If they stubbornly stayed, they would not only fail to protect him, but they would also become a burden.
Lin Fengmian understood his parents’ thoughts. He was aware of his father’s attachment to the clan members, but his father’s sense of reason prevailed. However, it would be much more difficult to convince the rest of the family.
“Father, why does the Lin family’s ancestral rule forbid us from leaving Ning City?”
Lin Wencheng shook his head.
“It seems that our ancestors were waiting for someone here. They were supposed to deliver a message and give that person a keepsake.”
Lin Fengmian frowned. “Waiting for someone? And the keepsake?”
Lin Wencheng nodded. “I recently discovered this while going through old family records. The keepsake is the Double Fish Pendant hanging around your neck.”
Lin Fengmian shot up in disbelief. “The keepsake we were supposed to hand over is this pendant?!”
Startled by his son’s reaction, Lin Wencheng nodded again. “Yes. It’s been worn by our family for so long that it ended up being treated as a family heirloom.”
Lin Fengmian’s heart raced with anxiety. He immediately asked, “What was the message we were supposed to deliver?”
Could it be the message that Luo Xue left for me a thousand years ago?
Lin Wencheng scratched his head awkwardly and smiled sheepishly. “That part has been lost to time… I’ve been searching the records for the past few days to see if I can find anything.”
“Wonderful. My ancestors were truly dependable, huh…” Lin Fengmian muttered sarcastically, rubbing his temples in frustration.
“And who exactly are we supposed to give the memento to?” he asked with a sigh.
Lin Wencheng’s expression turned strange. “The records didn’t specify. It just said that when the time is right, the person will naturally appear, and we’ll know to give them the keepsake.”