Chapter 99

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Chapter 99: Your Father Is Called Sixth Brother

Yunzhong City, North District.

Lin Jiang and Cao Ying stood in front of a beautiful house. Lin Jiang watched as Cao Ying skillfully deactivated the defensive formation and then they walked inside.

"Whose house is this? It looks amazing!"

Lin Jiang examined the house. It was spacious, and the yard was filled with beautiful flowers, giving it a charming aura.

"It’s mine."

"Oh, wait, it’s really yours? Are you referring to it literally?"

"Yes, I bought it."

"Little Ying, lying is not good, please don’t deceive Uncle."

Lin Jiang turned around and sternly said to Cao Ying. It’s not good for children to lie.

"I didn’t lie to you, it’s really something I bought, just last year."

"Ahem, can you tell Uncle how much you spent on this house and where the money came from?"

"One million eight hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"How did you get the money? Did you find a place to get spirit stones from the sky? Hurry, take Uncle there!"

Lin Jiang suddenly became uneasy. Where did Cao Ying get so many spirit stones? Even if she robbed a bank, she couldn’t get this much. Could it be that she looted the Zhonghang Sect’s warehouse?

"Earned, saved."

"Little Ying, it’s not good to only say half of something. Explain it clearly to me."

Lin Jiang got angry. This child, always leaving things half-unfinished, it’s like teasing someone’s appetite.

Uncle, I have a high income, listen up. In Zhonghang Sect, I am an elder’s personal disciple. In the Qi Refining Period, I receive five thousand spirit stones as a salary every year. In the Building Foundation Period, it’s thirty thousand spirit stones per year, and there are also spiritual pills like True Yuan Pills provided by the sect. With the sect’s distribution of spiritual pills, half of my cultivation expenses are taken care of.

As for the remaining pills, I have my master’s disciples refine them for me at a low cost. Besides, Feilai Peak has its own industries, and I can earn over ten thousand spirit stones from it every year. Now that I’ve reached the Golden Core Period, I can earn thirty thousand spirit stones annually.

In addition, I also take on missions for the sect and receive rewards. Depending on the mission, I earned five thousand spirit stones per year when I was at Star Gathering Tower before.

But the most I earned was during the eight years I spent in the Wilderness up north. I made hundreds of thousands of spirit stones in income every year. I saved and saved, and soon I had too many spirit stones to fit in my storage bag. So I thought of buying a house instead of buying Foundation Establishment treasures.

"Can one really make that much money in the Wilderness?"

"No, independent cultivators don’t make money. I make money."

"Why is that?"

"Because I have a good master, and my master lets my senior sister protect me, so I can go to places where others dare not go. Even if I encounter a third-level monster, my senior sister will still save my life. In addition, I hunt demons, collect herbs, and mine for resources at a price that is different from yours. The items that my sect collects from me are priced about 50% higher than yours. Additionally, I get lower prices for resting and buying things in the stronghold compared to you. Accommodation is also free. Going back and forth, it’s natural that I can earn more money than you."

"Sour."

Lin Jiang clenched his teeth and blurted out two words. Could it be that the end of the universe is really a made-up story? Cao Ying joined the Zhonghang Sect and there are so many benefits. This is too amazing.

"Uncle, don’t be sour. The treatment I receive is something that others don’t have. Only personal disciples have it. There won’t be more than a hundred personal disciples in the Zhonghang Sect."

Cao Ying smiled. There are more people sour about her than just her uncle. Almost everyone in the Zhonghang Sect is sour about her, because not everyone has this kind of treatment.

"Hmm, Uncle, don’t be sour. The richer and stronger you are, the better. I’ll stick with you in the future."

Lin Jiang said, feeling helpless. He shouldn’t be sour anymore. Look at Cao Ying and then look at himself. He was too proud of his little achievements, living for more than two hundred years is nothing compared to her.

"Uncle, let’s make a deal. You’re not allowed to run away anymore."

"I won’t run."

"If you promise me not to run away anymore, I will give you this house."

"What is this?"

Lin Jiang was puzzled. Was his eldest niece really this filial? He felt so embarrassed.

"You heard right, this house will be yours in the future."

"Then why do we have to wait? Can’t we do it now?"

"It’s not that we can’t, I’m just afraid you’ll sell the house and run away."

"Cough cough, Uncle is not that kind of person."

Lin Jiang felt a bit embarrassed. Cao Ying, oh Cao Ying, you really know people well.

"Uncle, please don’t run away. Stay here, I’ll find a way to help you achieve your goal."

"Don’t run anymore. You don’t need help. Take care of yourself. If you become strong and better, Uncle will be happy."

Lin Jiang tried not to smile and spoke seriously. Cao Ying had said "don’t run anymore" at least thirty times that day. It was clear that she was really afraid he would run away again. His absence for thirty years had left a big impact on her.

Cao Ying asked Lin Jiang to sit down and asked what he had been doing all these years. Lin Jiang felt even more guilty in his heart. He couldn’t bring himself to say that he had been in the Yunzhong Mountain Range and hadn’t come to see her. So Lin Jiang changed the subject and asked about Cao Ying’s life in the Zhonghang Sect. Cao Ying happily shared every little detail of her life with Lin Jiang.

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"Dad, are you sure the person is here?"

In the northern part of the city, in front of Cao Ying’s house, Lin Die said to Lin Batian.

"Keeping some tricks with my Spear Talisman, isn’t that normal? As long as he hasn’t sold the Spear Talisman, it’s fine. Knock on the door."

Lin Batian said. This time, he had come to find the person named Lin Wu that Lin Die had mentioned. According to Lin Die, that guy should be a member of their Lin family who had been living away from home.

The Lin family cultivators were not many. After occupying Anhua City for decades, they had experienced another major development, but there were only a little over a thousand cultivators. If the person was talented, he would be brought back. If he wasn’t a member of the Lin family, the Spear Talisman had to be taken back, and in return, Lin Batian would offer other treasures. He had put a lot of effort into refining that Spear Talisman. He had only given it to three people in the entire Lin family, so he couldn’t let outsiders have it for cheap.

"It’s you."

Cao Ying heard someone knocking at the door, and when she opened it, she was a bit surprised.

"So it’s Martial Sister Cao."

Lin Die was also very surprised. They had met before when Lin Batian brought her to attend the welcome banquet held by Ouyang Qing. They had seen Cao Ying at the banquet.

Lin Die had a very strong impression of her, because she knew that Cao Ying was a talented genius highly favored by the Zhonghang Sect. Despite being less than sixty years old, she had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, which was very impressive.

"Why is Senior Sister Lin here?"

"Looking for Lin Wu."

"Who is Lin Wu?"

"He lives here."

"I don’t have a person named Lin Wu."

"Martial Sister Cao, I won’t make a mistake in finding the right place."

Lin Die said, "There is Lin Batian’s mark on the Spear Talisman, I will definitely not make a mistake in finding the right place."

"Lin Wu···"

Cao Ying’s thoughts shifted, and she suddenly realized something.

"I said there is no such person. Senior Sister Lin made a mistake in finding the right place. It’s fine, let it be."

"Wait, I have no ill intentions, really. He might be a member of my lost tribe that I and my father are looking for."

Lin Die knew Cao Ying might misunderstand, and quickly said. Cao Ying saw Lin Batian not far away and felt a bit panicked. She suddenly didn’t know what to do.

"Little Ying, who is it?"

At that moment, Lin Jiang heard a noise and came out. He was very surprised to see Lin Die.

"Hello, Taoist Friend Lin, we meet again."

"Taoist friend mistook someone else, right?"

"Your ability to change your appearance is very clever, but I’m not here to bother you. Could you change back to your original appearance?"

Lin Die said. The person in front of her bears a striking resemblance to Lin Wu, and she won’t make a mistake.

"My ability to change my appearance still needs improvement. It would be best if I can learn a secret technique that can make my bones shrink."

Lin Jiang sighed in his heart. His ability to change his appearance could deceive ordinary cultivators, but it was still difficult to fool someone who was determined. He needed to improve for the next time.

"Senior, what can I do for you?"

"My father wants to confirm if you are a member of the Lin family."

"Is it or isn’t it, what’s the difference?"

"Of course, if you are a member of my Lin family, then you should go home and embrace your roots. A wanderer away from home should have a place to call home, don’t you think?"

"Who I am and where I come from no longer matter. What matters is the present and the future. Whether I have any connection to the Lin family or not, I have no intention of going to Anhua City."

Lin Jiang said. Right now, he dares not go back. There are too many things to explain.

"Taoist Friend Lin, don’t worry. It’s true that the men of the Lin family have their faults, but we still care for our relatives. If you are a descendant of the Lin family, even if you don’t want to return home, we will still provide you with some assistance."

"Cough, cough."

Upon hearing this, Lin Batian became displeased. What do you mean by saying that the men of the Lin family have many faults? Isn’t he one of them? Is it right to speak ill of your father?

Lin Jiang finally noticed Lin Batian. After more than a hundred years, he once again saw this dear old father. His emotions were quite complicated.

Lin Batian may be his biological father, but Lin Jiang and he were not close. It was the same for the original host as well. In the several decades within the Lin family, Lin Jiang probably didn’t exchange more than five hundred sentences with him. Most of them were just routine questions and answers, lacking any father-son bond.

But Lin Jiang didn’t really blame him, after all, he had too many children to take care of. Lin Jiang just felt indifferent about this father-son relationship. The memories given to him by the Lin family were mostly of Lin Die, Lin Ying, his mother Zhuang Rong, and the Spiritual Peach Mountain Villa.

"I have met City Lord Lin."

Cao Ying greeted Lin Batian with a bow. Lin Batian had a good relationship with her master, Ouyang Qing, so the proper etiquette was necessary.

"Little Friend Cao, there’s no need for too much formality."

Lin Batian stepped forward, then examined Lin Jiang with his eyes, and finally said, "Judging from your appearance and physique, you seem to be Sixth Brother’s offspring. Is your father named Lin Jiang?"