Chapter Thirty-Seven: Never See You Again
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“Ji Xia has been far too quiet.”
Although Lin Yin had already left, all the powerful figures clearly intended to remain in Tianhe City for the long term, and each had found a place to stay.
“Exactly. When something is abnormal, there is bound to be a reason. By all rights, Ji Xia should have stepped forward to recruit him.”
“Any news from the Royal Court?”
“There is.” During the video conference, the King of Great Han rubbed his temples, looking like a man with strength but nowhere to use it. “Three peals have sounded from the Royal Court. Just wait. The Royal Court and Ji Xia will both make their move soon. By then, none of us will get anything.”
The Great Yan general, Zhang Langxiao, narrowed his eyes. The marble desk beneath his palm cracked under the pressure.
“Royal Court or Ji Xia, so what? It is impossible that the moment they say a word, I will willingly and obediently withdraw!”
“Oh? Come clean. Just how much authority and resolve has the Lord of Yan given you to dare risk opposing both the Royal Court and Ji Xia?”
“Opposing them?” Zhang Langxiao said coldly. “That sounds pleasant enough. The Royal Court may have enfeoffed the Eight Human Kings, but ever since Great Yan was founded, we have never received a single bit of aid—not even a blade of grass or a branch. In the past, we had no objections when the Royal Court and Ji Xia wanted something. But this time, whoever comes will find it useless!”
Anyone with clear eyes knew that whoever obtained Lin Yin would possess an unparalleled divine general in the future.
Especially since Lin Yin’s relationship with the Lin family was so irreparably bad. They had originally been prepared to give up, assuming that Lin Yin would remain in Great Xia. But now, the desire to compete, which had only just been extinguished, had burst back into blazing life.
“Gentlemen, how long do you intend to stay in Tianhe City?” Xia Changsheng entered the video conference in a dressing gown, his eyes bleary with sleep. “You are not planning to drag this out forever, are you?”
“We will leave when Lin Yin makes his decision!”
“Heh. Old fellows, have you already prepared yourselves for the struggle?”
“Let us wait and see who will ultimately claim the prize.”
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The night sky was pitch-black, dim and utterly without light. As though sensing its master’s heavy mood, the Great Sun Qilin-Dragon Beast drooped its head and trudged dejectedly along the road out of Tianhe City.
“Zhengyang, are we truly not going to make another attempt? Are we really going to watch Yin’er sever all ties with us?”
Tears glimmered in Yang Huier’s eyes.
Lin Zhengyang looked back toward Tianhe City. How could he not want Lin Yin to return to the family? But now that things had come to this, what room was there left to make amends?
Did he really have to weep bitterly and beg Lin Yin to come back?
“Let us go home. We have lost one son, but we still have another.”
Lin Zhengyang’s voice was low. His face was blurred beneath the cover of night, and for a moment Yang Huier was stunned. She suddenly felt that she could no longer recognize the husband with whom she had shared every day and night.
“You mean… we are not… not going to…”
Her voice trembled, and she could not bring herself to say the final words.
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“The Lin family has lost one Lin Yin, but we still have Lin Tianjiao. The Lin family is still the same Lin family. Nothing has changed.”
Lin Zhengyang’s voice was hard as iron.
Yang Huier remained stunned for a long while before lowering her head in despair.
Yes. Whether Lin Yin was there or not, the Lin family seemed unchanged in the slightest.
“His path is his own to walk. Sooner or later, a fledgling eagle must leave the nest and spread its wings…”
She murmured softly.
The irony was that the nest she spoke of had never existed for Lin Yin.
……
“A Nine-Rank Martial Dao Talent, Unseen in Tianhe City for Eighty Years!”
“The Great Xia Royal Family and the Major King-Level Academies Descend Upon Tianhe City to Compete for Humanity’s Chosen One!”
“Breaking News! He Actually Comes from the Great Xia Lin Family’s Martial King Estate!”
“Can Children from Humble Origins Truly Compare with Scions of Great Clans?”
“Wrong! Completely Wrong! He Has Never Received a Single Bit of Nurturing from the Lin Family’s Martial King Estate!”
“Flesh Returned to His Father, Bones Returned to His Mother—The Bloodstained Ribs Leave Madam Yang Weeping!”
“What Could Have Happened to Make Humanity’s Chosen One Prefer Self-Mutilation Rather Than Remain with His Birth Family?”
In the space of a single night, every major online platform was flooded with similar reports.
“All I can say is that humanity’s prosperity is just around the corner!”
The people of the Eight Nations were stirred as well, their emotions surging with excitement.
It seemed that the boundaries between nations had disappeared entirely.
“Hahaha! Eighty years ago, the former king also possessed a Nine-Rank Martial Dao Talent and fought his way through the demon lands. Now, at last, a second person with a Nine-Rank Martial Dao Talent has appeared. Humanity’s prosperity is just around the corner!”
“A Blood and Qi value of 998—and I hear that was achieved after only half a month of cultivation. Terrifying. Monstrous!”
“Alas, Martial King Lin is truly a strange man. He had such a chosen one of humanity right under his nose and failed to cherish him. In the end, the boy returned his flesh to his father and his bones to his mother. Tragic. Truly tragic.”
“That is right. Does the Lin family’s Martial King Estate not have only one heir, Lin Tianjiao? I never imagined there was another truth.”
“Pitiful.”
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Inside Villa Number Eighteen beside the Linjiang River, Lin Yin accepted medicine and bandaging from Jiang Zixun while flipping through the various pieces of information in his hands. After looking through them for a moment, he found them utterly uninteresting and tossed them aside.
“Careful. Do not pull at the wound!”
“Sister Zixun, I am really fine. Hurry back and get some rest.”
“No! I am staying here to watch over you tonight!”
Old Master Jiang also arrived, carrying a thick stack of letters.
“These are the finest children humanity has produced this year. Every one of them is a prodigy. Would you like to see them?”
“Sure. Let me have a look.”
Zhang Long of Great Yan, son of the God of War Zhang Langxiao. Six-Rank Martial Dao Talent. Current Blood and Qi value: 770.
Chu Jiangxiong of Great Qi, an officially designated student cultivated by the Azure Sky Academy since childhood. Six-Rank Martial Dao Talent. Current Blood and Qi value: 720.
Liu Xing of Great Han, son of the King of Great Han. Six-Rank Martial Dao Talent. Current Blood and Qi value: 710.
These were currently the three strongest individuals. All of them came from prominent clans and distinguished families. Liu Xing in particular was the heir to the throne of Great Han and would become its future king.
Of course, among humanity’s prodigies, there were also those who had risen from humble origins.
“Jiang Ningyin. Four-Rank Martial Dao Talent. Current Blood and Qi value: 670.”
That was rather interesting. Lin Yin opened Jiang Ningyin’s file. Not only was Jiang Ningyin a girl, her family background was also exceedingly ordinary.
Still, it was only natural. With humanity’s enormous population, it was hardly surprising for a few prodigies to emerge from humble families.
“But now, not only does all of humanity know that a Nine-Rank Martial Dao Talent stands above every student of this generation—even the demon race probably knows by now.” Old Master Jiang smiled faintly. “Be careful when you go out in the future. Some traitor might emerge from a random corner, take the demon race’s reward, and risk stabbing you.”
“Is that really necessary?”
“How could it not be? None of those Demon Kings from eighty years ago have died. Their memories of Nine-Rank Martial Dao Talents remain vivid. Do you think they will not do everything in their power to kill you?”
“Still, you need not worry. Your fate has already changed by a hundred and eighty degrees. Unless the Demon Kings launch a massive invasion, no one will be able to kill you under layers of protection.”
“Oh, and here are the benefits and privileges offered by the various nations. Every one of them makes even your teacher envious.”
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