Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 187 - 180 Accident (Part 2)

Chapter 187: Chapter 180 Accident (Part 2)

As soon as Lin Xin had the object in his hand, he engraved dozens of Fire Formations on it. Combined with the Fire Formation on his body, given his current cultivation, the power he could unleash was extremely terrifying.

The standard longsword at his waist had also been replaced by the top-grade White Lin stone longsword. This type of stone made the blade highly spiritual, extremely tough, and hard to break. The same Fire Formation was engraved. Once activated in conjunction with his body’s Fire Formation, its power was unpredictable.

The boots, the headband, the tassel of the sword, and so on—all were the best materials and equipment combinations.

With all the equipment combined, he could easily buy more than half of the Music Prefecture boundary.

Still, Lin Xin had too much surplus that he couldn’t possibly spend all.

After all, with a two hundredfold profit, one piece of Spirit Jade could be exchanged for two hundred pieces’ worth. Such a uniquely profitable business, a channel that others couldn’t imitate or follow, naturally led to his wealth growing like a rolling snowball.

Pudu Sheng seemed to be in the same situation; there was still a margin to make money in between.

"This furnace of pills is successful. The favor from the expert you helped me capture before is now considered repaid," Lin Xin said indifferently.

"Of course, of course! With this furnace of Ye Sheng pills, father will definitely break through his cultivation and extend his life by a hundred years!" Pudu Sheng, sensing Lin Xin’s implication that the pills were a success, immediately responded joyfully.

With a gesture of his Hand Decision, a pill furnace as tall as a person abruptly had its lid fly off, and several pills the size of dragon eyes shot out red.

With a grab of his palm, Lin Xin’s figure blurred momentarily, and he suddenly had five red bead-like pills in his hand.

He quickly picked up the prepared black porcelain bottle, poured the pills into it, and sealed it.

"Done, here you go."

He tossed the bottle casually behind to Pudu Sheng.

The latter quickly caught it in a flurry. The bottle faintly emitted intense heat, distorting the surrounding air, and the bottle itself also faintly turned translucent red, almost as if it would melt. But it was perfectly fine in their hands.

"Thank you, Brother Redflower," Pudu Sheng sincerely bowed to Lin Xin.

"No need for thanks," Lin Xin stood up.

"By the way, the Lion Plain you mentioned, I have found where it is," Pudu Sheng paused, then mentioned casually.

"Oh?"

Lin Xin was startled. The Lion Plain was a place that the neurotic woman in the Red Leaf Forest had mentioned, saying there might be a way to break free from illusions. Lin Xin asked Pudu Sheng, who held a high position in the Two-Faced Kingdom, to search for information.

"Please continue," he said seriously.

Pudu Sheng pondered for a moment.

"Brother Redflower, you should be aware that our Two-Faced Kingdom is surrounded by a huge Barrier. It’s impossible to get out," he said.

"I understand this," Lin Xin nodded. Though he hadn’t received much information from the other side, he was aware of the basics.

"The Barrier is naturally formed. Outside, there is a pitch-black wall of rock and soil. I remember once, a top expert from our country broke the Barrier and went out. Upon returning, he described our environment as being similar to a huge cave. We are just one of the many caves underground," Pudu Sheng shook his head and said, "However, I personally think this is mere nonsense."

Lin Xin, however, was intrigued, as this matched his speculation about the subterranean realm.

"Go on."

"From several records left by our predecessors, there is a note about the Lion Plain. It was said that during an accident, they fell into a twisted space vortex, which allowed them to reach that place."

"A space vortex?" Lin Xin was also somewhat surprised. How did it come back to a space vortex?

"Yes. That vortex was encountered a long way after breaking the Barrier during an accident. Therefore, its exact location is unknown. But according to the records, that place is dead silent... a land of malice," Pudu Sheng said earnestly. "A man of great value should not sit under a dangerous wall. You should think carefully if you really wish to go."

Lin Xin laughed, "I haven’t been personally involved in a long time. Over these years, you’ve been handling the suppression of the illusions. Now, having this equipment on me and not using it is a waste. It’s time for me to stretch my muscles."

"That’s not quite right to say."

"That’s settled then. Tell me the location; I’ll go there myself."

Lin Xin decided firmly.

Pudu Sheng could only helplessly nod.

"Then I’ll send some men to accompany you."

"Thanks. Let me know once you find the exact location and method," Lin Xin said.

"Alright..."

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Upon leaving the Manor, Lin Xin stepped off the carriage, yet he felt a vague sense of weariness.

If he could get rid of the illusion, that would be best, but somehow, there was an inexplicable discomfort in his heart. Suppressing the feeling in his heart, he entered the room and continued to practice the Bell Sound Method.

The Spiritual Realm of the Bell Sound Method was about to be achieved; it just needed more polishing.

This Divine Skill’s power was fixed, not increasing or decreasing with the level of cultivation, but the time it took to achieve it extended with the level of cultivation.

With Lin Xin’s cultivation, being able to achieve the First Realm in ten years was already fortunate. He was not in a hurry.

Unbeknownst to him, as he opened his eyes, he was already sitting in the center of the cultivation chamber, with incense slowly wafting blue smoke in front of him, the surroundings empty except for the large character for "Calm" engraved on the wall.

"The time I wake up is always fixed, huh..." He looked at the length of the incense in the burner and sighed slightly.

"Big brother."

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door, and Lin Xinyuan’s voice rang out, clearly having timed his awakening.

"What is it?" Lin Xin did not want to interact too much with Lin Xinyuan. He already had Xiao Lingling and An Ying and did not have the energy or space to accommodate a third woman. Many things are less painful when prevented from starting, so he maintained a distance.

"May I come in to talk?" Lin Xinyuan seemed to hesitate, as if there was something difficult to disclose.

Lin Xin gently tapped the tile in front of him, and the stone door slowly opened as Lin Xinyuan, dressed in brown hunting attire, strode in with furrowed brows.

"Big brother, Zhen’er... he..."

She hesitated, a look of indescribable helplessness in her eyes.

"What’s wrong with Zhen’er?" Lin Xin asked with a serious expression. He always paid extra attention when it involved his few disciples, and Lin Zhen, being the last vestige he and Xiao Lingling had left behind, was of even greater concern to him; he didn’t want any harm to come to him.

"Zhen’er..." Lin Xinyuan looked at him and spoke softly, "There are two women, each holding a child, who came to the manor, claiming both are Zhen’er’s children..."

With that statement, Lin Xin’s eyes widened, unable to react for a moment.

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"Wah~~ Wah~~~"

Two infants cried loudly in the manor’s side hall. The sound was ear-splitting. Two women, one spirited and the other delicate, stood in the middle of the side hall, while the manor’s subordinates also looked helpless.

"Lin Zhen, this ungrateful wretch, leaves affection everywhere, can’t control himself below the waist, and made the two of us pregnant with his seed. If he had taken responsibility, it would be fine, but he fled unexpectedly! I’m okay, I can be free in the woods by myself, but do you know how miserable Sister Wang is? A lady of a respected family, becoming pregnant without even stepping out of her door, almost beaten to death! If I hadn’t followed the trail here and run into her just in time, we might not even see her alive!" the spirited woman in a green dress shouted angrily.

Just as Lin Xin entered, he heard these accusations and felt a headache coming.

He moved swiftly, appearing directly in the main seat of the side hall and sat down.

"What’s going on?" he asked, turning his head to Gongsun Li, Ou Yinghong, and others sitting beside him.

Gongsun Li, with his white hair and a saintly demeanor of a Taoist hermit, was already over a hundred years old. He pinched his beard helplessly and gave a wry smile, in his grey Taoist robe.

"Zhen’er... got two girls pregnant... Now that the children are born, the women have come knocking..."

"You’ve checked, right?" Lin Xin twitched the corner of his eye, also at a loss for words.

Gongsun Li clearly understood what he was asking.

"Zhen’er’s blood, I have some here stored in ice, I checked it... Both the Melting Snow Technique and the Spirit Binding Technique show that it’s indeed..."

With the bloodline confirmed, Lin Xin, relying on Gongsun Li’s experience, was basically sure that this was true, not just people making trouble without cause.

The green-dressed woman still shouted angrily on the other side, causing unrest.

"... Now that the person in charge has also come forward, we must have some explanation, right? We are all here because of that bastard, making our families renounce us, now we have nowhere to go..."

"That’s enough."

Seeing the young woman’s inclination to continue, Lin Xin felt helpless but interrupted her anyway.

Understanding the harmony, his voice matched the vibrational breath which blocked the rest of the green-dressed woman’s words.

As he spoke, the originally buzzing side hall quieted down instantly.

The two women then directed their gaze to Lin Xin, who was sitting in the main seat.

"Are you the person in charge of this manor?!" The green-dressed woman, an ordinary mortal, showed no fear as she asked loudly.

The woman in white behind her seemed a bit scared and tugged at her clothes, intending to urge her to be more polite.

"Yun Lian, don’t pull me; I know what I’m doing! I can take it, but you were mute, bullied by that bastard, pregnant and nearly beaten to death. If I don’t stand up for you, I, Zhao Yuqun, will feel worse than suffering myself!"

It was then that the audience understood that the girl who had been silent was so because she could not speak, connecting it to the other woman’s previous revelations. Suddenly, everyone felt some pity for this girl and dissatisfaction towards Lin Zhen.

"I am indeed the person in charge of this manor," Lin Xin sighed internally and replied earnestly.

"What is Lin Zhen to you?" the woman shouted again. Despite traces of education in her speech, her wild nature as a woman from the hills was unmistakable.

"Did he tell you what he is to me?" Lin Xin countered, his long-held authority radiating a compelling aura, coupled with natural oppression from extensive cultivation and slaughters, which abruptly made the woman hesitate.

"He... He said... he is the life manager of the manor..." The woman suddenly faltered, bravely enduring as her face turned slightly red.

"Life manager?" Lin Xin couldn’t help but curl the corner of his mouth.

Gongsun Li and many others around laughed along.

The title life manager, although coined by Lin Xin and sounding prestigious, was actually a role in charge of purchasing food and supplies. The manor was vast with many people, so there were more than ten such managers, all of relatively low status.

In other words, he was just a buyer of groceries.

"Zhen’er, the esteemed Young Villa Master of my manor... to be reduced to a grocery buyer..." Ou Yinghong couldn’t help but laugh.

"A grocery buyer is also a member of my manor, without distinction of high and low," Lin Xin pointed out.

"Yes."

Ou Yinghong, realizing her slip of the tongue, covered her mouth and fell silent.

Then everyone waited for Lin Xin, the person with the real authority, to decide how to handle the situation.

Lin Xin also felt a headache coming on.

"Where is Zhen’er now?"

"He’s in the Qu Yan Pavilion, listening to music..." Lin Xinyuan whispered.

"Call him here." Lin Xin almost wanted to cover his face and hide; this time, Lin Zhen had truly disgraced the manor.

Before he could finish speaking, a handsome young man stepped through the door of the side hall, dressed in black with a sword at his side, hair tied up, and eyes like stars. He held a plain white paper fan in his hand—it was indeed Lin Zhen.

He was slightly sweaty on his forehead, appearing anxious as he entered and saw the two women holding infants, standing in the side hall. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)