Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 297 - 297 296 Strong Return

297: Chapter 296: Strong Return 297: Chapter 296: Strong Return A group of Lin Clan disciples with unpleasant expressions came striding over aggressively, causing the crowd to disperse wherever they passed.

“Lin Xuan, I remember you were kicked out of the family, how do you still have the face to come back?”

“Better scram, you worthless trash!”

These Lin Family Disciples approached Lin Xuan and began to mock him coldly and sarcastically, clearly showing no regard for him.

The person in the lead wore a richly embroidered white robe with a Divine Sword depicted on the sleeve.

He looked handsome but his eyes were too gloomy, making people uncomfortable, just like being stared at by a venomous snake.

“Lin Yong, after all these years, you’re still acting as a lackey for Lin Feng?” Lin Xuan said indifferently.

These people didn’t regard Lin Xuan seriously, and Lin Xuan regarded them even less.

He had killed two Melt Spirit Realm Martial Artists, let alone these little brats!

“Lin Xuan, this is Sword Pond Prefecture, you can’t behave atrociously here!”

“You guys, throw him out, and make sure to throw him far!” Lin Yong roared angrily, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

“Brother Lin…” Leng Yidao and the others were worried.

Lin Xuan just smiled and with a glance, his Illusion Technique enveloped the few who rushed at him.

His Soul Power was at the peak of a Second Grade Rune Master, these people couldn’t resist at all.

Several Lin Clan Disciples first had a bewildered look in their eyes, then they began to reveal each other’s darkest secrets, and finally turned to fighting one another.

“What, what did you do?” Lin Yong screamed in fright as he watched the disciples going mad.

“You seem to like being a lackey so much, I’ll let you be one for good!” Lin Xuan sneered coldly, his gaze shifting as an invisible Illusion Technique enveloped Lin Yong.

Lin Yong’s body trembled slightly, then he suddenly lay on the ground, starting to bark like a dog as if he truly were a little dog.

The surrounding Martial Artists were stunned, such a method was too terrifying, just a glance had these people making a fool of themselves.

If Lin Xuan wanted to kill someone, these people would probably be dead already.

“Could it be the Soul Path?” someone exclaimed, “The Lin Clan really produces geniuses!”

“A bunch of trash, scram already!”

A furious roar came, thunderous, and it startled everyone awake.

Lin Yong and the others quickly stood up, their necks red with shame.

They wished they could find a hole to crawl into.

“Lin Xuan, what a scheme!

Since you want to stay, then stay.

Anyway, after today, my big brother Lin Feng will be the Young Master of Sword Pond Prefecture, whether you’re here or not makes no difference!”

This voice was full of vigor and carried an unbearable arrogance that was extremely irritating.

A young man walked out from the nearby pavilion, his chin slightly raised, as proud as a rooster.

“Is that so?

I’m looking forward to it,” Lin Xuan said lightly.

From beginning to end, Lin Xuan was very composed, not showing a trace of annoyance.

In contrast, those who were making things difficult for him were all left without any temper.

“Brother Xuan, it really is you!”

Two figures ran over from a distant artificial hill, a boy and a girl, both very cute.

These two were the children of Second Master Lin, Lin Xing’er and Lin Yu, both only fourteen years old with faces so tender they seemed pinchable.

“You bunch of bastards, how dare you bully Brother Xuan, believe it or not, I’ll smash your butts!” Lin Xing’er said, putting her hands on her waist and huffing.

“Lin Rong, believe it or not, I’ll beat you up!” Lin Yu also spoke up to the young man in the pavilion.

“Forget them, just wait until brother Lin Feng becomes the Young Master, then I’ll see how I deal with you!” Lin Rong’s face was ashen, standing beside him were a group of youths, all disciples of Lin Feng.

“Forget them,” Lin Xuan said with a smile, “I haven’t seen you two in a long time, and you’ve both grown so much.

What do you want this time?”

“Hehe, Brother Xuan, dad said it’s tough for you outside, just give whatever you can for the face-giving gift,” Lin Yu laughed cheekily.

“A broke person, what good things could he have!” Lin Rong and his group sneered, “Some junk, better not take it out, to avoid embarrassment.”

Lin Xing’er was also worried about Lin Xuan’s difficulties and pulled him along, saying, “Brother Xuan, why don’t we go see my father?

The family clan meeting is about to start.”

“Don’t worry, let’s deliver the gifts first.” Lin Xuan took out two ancient-looking pieces of jewelry, one was a smooth bracelet made of twelve blue treasures, carved with exquisite patterns.

The other was a star pendant, the size of a walnut, shimmering with a faint light.

Lin Xuan gave the bracelet of treasures to Lin Xing’er and the star pendant to Lin Yu, and the two little ones happily accepted them, overjoyed.

“Pfft, just two broken pieces of jewelry, and trash really is trash!” Lin Rong and others sneered.

But just as he finished speaking, he saw a dazzling light burst forth from the two children.

The twelve treasures shone, forming the Twelve Sword Formation, emitting a terrifying aura around.

“It’s so powerful?” Lin Yu was excited as he also stimulated his Spiritual Power.

The star pendant swayed slightly, sending ripples of blue waves, forming a shadow of the stars, enveloping Lin Yu.

“Amazing, these are Dark-grade advanced treasures!” Lin Yu shouted joyfully.

Everyone gasped in shock, their hearts trembling violently.

“To casually take out two Dark-grade advanced treasures without even blinking an eye, isn’t that too terrifying!”

You should know that among them, most are still fighting over low-level Xuan rank treasures to the death!

Lin Rong and others were also gulping, wanting to retaliate, but found themselves unable to say anything, heads drooping dejectedly.

“Hmph, just you wait!” Lin Rong really couldn’t stand it anymore.

Lin Xing’er and the other child showed victorious expressions.

Lin Xuan ruffled their hair, saying,

“These two treasures will automatically defend, try not to attack proactively as the Spiritual Power needed by Dark-grade advanced treasures is too immense.”

“Got it, thank you, Brother Xuan!” The two kids kissed Lin Xuan on the face.

“Let’s go.” Lin Xuan smiled, not wanting to miss the family clan meeting.

A crowd of people moved majestically towards the huge plaza to the east.

That was the Lin Clan’s Martial Arts Arena, exceptionally majestic, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of people.

At this time, most of the Martial Artists were already inside the arena, and important figures of the Lin Family were present.

“Dad, look who’s here!” The two children, pulling Lin Xuan, quickly ran towards the grandstands.

The golden stands imposing and grand, occupied by important figures of the Lin Clan, along with elders from other sects.

To the sides were the younger generation of Martial Artists.

Although Lin Xing’er’s voice was small, her identity as the young princess of the Lin Family was undeniable.

The dense crowd naturally parted, quickly making way for the three of them.

Second Master Lin looked back fondly when he saw Lin Xuan; his body suddenly shook.

“Xuan’er, you’re finally back!”

Second Master Lin’s expression was thrilled as he stood up, waving his hand, a giant Light Palm covered the sky and brought Lin Xuan and the others to the platform.

“Second Uncle, I’m back!” Lin Xuan was also visibly excited.

At that moment, countless gazes fell upon him; Lin Ye had a somber look, his mind racing.

Above his seat was an old man, his hair white but his eyes exceedingly profound.

This man was Lin Ye’s father and Lin Feng’s grandfather.

In the past, he had competed with Lin Xuan’s grandfather for the position of Clan Leader and lost.

Now, he was the Great Elder within the clan.

“Xuan’er, get ready to participate in the competition,” Second Master Lin said.

“Old Second, seems like Lin Xuan has already been expelled from the household, he has no right to compete,” Lin Ye said indifferently.

“You say expelled as if it’s your decision?

I say he’s not expelled,” Second Master Lin glared, his voice a cold huff.

“But it was the decision of the Elder Council, dare you defy that?” Lin Ye’s voice was somewhat chilly.

“Elder Council?

As a member of the Elder Council, how am I not aware of this?” an aged voice rose, carrying a heavy authority.