41: Feng Xingtong suffered a great loss

Inside the cave.

Lin Yuan looked at Xia He and said indifferently, “I have finished my breakthrough. You can go out now.”

Xia He immediately nodded.

Watching Xia He's retreating figure, Lin Yuan immediately transformed back into human form. After he put on the clothes he had taken off earlier, Tian Jinzhong walked in.

“Done?”

“Mm…”

Tian Jinzhong looked at the snake skins scattered throughout the cave and asked curiously,

“What stage are you at now?”

Lin Yuan stroked his chin.

“I should be in the python transformation stage now. The next stage will be horn transformation, slowly evolving towards a flood dragon.”

Hearing this, Tian Jinzhong's pupils constricted slightly, and even his breathing became somewhat rapid.

“Dragon transformation!? Are there really dragons in this world!?”

Lin Yuan chuckled and said, “Perhaps there really are dragons.”

“Oh, right, Grandmaster Tian, you just saw Xia He, didn’t you? You absolutely must not…”

Lin Yuan was a bit nervous at this moment. Throughout Mount Longhu, if anyone had the deepest memories of Quanzhen Sect, it would definitely be Tian Jinzhong.

The truth behind Tian Jinzhong's crippled limbs was a foreshadowing that ran through the Jiashen Rebellion.

The first time he was injured was the year before the Jiashen Rebellion, when he was besieged by the Quanzhen Sect.

Among them, Rootless Life, the acting sect master of Quanzhen Sect, led Liang Ting and others, with the purpose of interrogating Zhang Huaiyi and the truth of their sworn brotherhood.

Liang Ting used “Ghost Hand Vine” to crush Tian Jinzhong's limb joints.

Gao Gen used “Marrow-Devouring Needle” to pierce his spine, destroying his motor nerves.

This ultimately led to Tian Jinzhong's limbs suffering comminuted fractures, rendering him unable to stand for life.

The pain Tian Jinzhong endured far exceeded that of ordinary people, and all of this was courtesy of the Quanzhen Sect.

However, for the sake of Zhang Huaiyi's entrustment back then, Tian Jinzhong never revealed any information about Zhang Huaiyi until his death, working tirelessly for 70 years.

Lin Yuan was genuinely worried that he might target Xia He because of her past identity, especially since Zhang Lingyu hadn't yet brought the matter into the open.

“You mean that girl Xia He? I’ve already sent someone to escort her back to her room.”

Hearing this, Lin Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Tian Jinzhong showed a benevolent smile.

“Did you really think we didn't know anything? We've known about Lingyu's matter on the mountain for a long time. That boy is very awkward.”

“To be honest, if he really introduced this girl to us, we wouldn't say anything? At least you dared to take responsibility, that's what a man does.”

“But this child thinks too much, which makes him indecisive. Not long ago, my senior brother and I discussed whether to let him go down the mountain for more training later.”

Lin Yuan, however, waved his hand helplessly.

“Grandmaster Tian, to be honest, regarding Xia He, I’ve done everything I could. If Lingyu still can’t face his own feelings and desires, he really does need more training.”

Tian Jinzhong smiled slightly.

“Stop talking about Lingyu. Among the disciples on the mountain, you are the one I understand the least.”

“Sometimes, I really wonder if you are the reincarnation of some grandmaster. What exactly do you want by coming to the Tianshi Mansion?”

Hearing this, Lin Yuan slowly raised his head, and their gazes instantly met.

“Grandmaster, regarding the Eight Wonders and the Jiashen Rebellion, I don’t want to say much. You also know that right now, I only want to collect all the Eight Wonders and explore the truth behind them.”

“Don’t worry, no matter what, I will absolutely never do anything that harms the Tianshi Mansion, because this is also my home.”

Tian Jinzhong stopped his probing upon hearing this and nodded in approval.

“Since that’s the case, then come with me quickly. The next match is the Feng family brat. Soul Summoning is also one of the Eight Wonders, and the match is about to begin. Someone here will clean up for you.”

…Soon, Lin Yuan followed Tian Jinzhong back to the audience seats.

When Zhang Lingyu saw Lin Yuan return, he immediately stepped forward and asked, “Junior Brother! Did you really learn Daoist Wang Ye’s unique skill?”

Lin Yuan nodded.

“Yes, Senior Brother! I succeeded! I really succeeded.”

Zhang Lingyu's usually calm face now showed a hint of shock.

“If this were to get out, no one would believe it.”

Just then, a charming voice suddenly came from behind him, making Lin Yuan’s skin crawl.

“Immortal Lin Yuan, after my brother’s match today, do you have time to have dinner together?”

Lin Yuan looked back and, sure enough, it was Feng Shayan.

“Hehehe, I’m sorry, I’ve arranged to practice with my Senior Brother Lingyu tonight, so I don’t have time.”

“Ah? What am I… Ugh…”

Zhang Lingyu looked bewildered and was about to say something when Lin Yuan covered his mouth.

“Immortal Lin Yuan, are you really that afraid of me?”

Feng Shayan said with a hint of resentment.

“Hey, Miss Feng, let’s not talk about this for now, okay? Let’s watch your brother’s match first, how about that?”

Lin Yuan actually understood why Feng Shayan suddenly invited him to dinner. To put it plainly, wasn’t it because she saw that he had learned Feng Hou Qi Men?

She probably wanted to seek guidance and see if there was a chance to obtain Feng Hou Qi Men.

However, it wasn't that Lin Yuan underestimated Feng Shayan; with her comprehension, she was probably not destined for the Eight Wonders.

“Hehehe, I knew Immortal Lin Yuan wouldn’t forget about me, big sister.”

Hearing this, Feng Shayan pulled Lin Yuan into her embrace.

“Oh my…”

Lin Yuan’s cheeks instantly flushed, feeling somewhat at a loss. He only felt… soft… Zhang Lingyu and Wang Ye, on the other hand, chose to look away, turning their heads, as if to say, “See no evil.”

Especially Wang Ye, who felt a surge of secret pleasure in his heart. This kid finally had someone to keep him in line… At this moment, on the arena, the match between Feng Xingtong and Wang Bing officially began.

The two only had a few simple probing rounds, and they were evenly matched.

Feng Xingtong had a smug look on his face because he hadn't used his Soul Summoning yet.

“Hehehe, Old Man Liu hasn’t been tested in my hands yet, so today I’ll use you to test the waters!”

Feng Xingtong had no idea that what was about to happen would cause him a great loss.

“This kid is a bit too proud, isn’t he?”

Lin Yuan, who was off the field, broke free from Feng Shayan's embrace and said with a serious expression.

“Oh, boys will be boys. They stay excited for a long time when they get a new big toy, let alone a powerful spirit. It's perfectly normal.”

Lin Yuan shook his head faintly.

“Alas… Feng Xingtong can show off in front of anyone, but he absolutely cannot do so in front of Wang Bing. This time, he’s going to suffer a great loss.”

“What do you mean!?”

Feng Shayan immediately became nervous. Lin Yuan’s strength was evident, and for him to say that meant he must have seen something significant.

Wang Ye scratched the back of his head, somewhat puzzled.

“Did I hear that right? Feng Xingtong has Soul Summoning, one of the Eight Wonders, and he’ll still suffer a loss? Does his opponent also have one of the Eight Wonders!?”

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