Chapter 221
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Chapter 221: Soaring Strength, Stunned Dongfang Ya
Yan Yunyu always acted swiftly. Now that Mu Lin had significantly elevated her status within the family, she could mobilize greater resources, making her actions even faster.
Shortly after Mu Lin gave his orders, she delivered the required resources.
Without hesitation, Mu Lin immediately fed the materials to the bright red wine gourd for refining.
Two days passed quickly as Mu Lin refined the resources.
During this period of closed-door training, his strength surged rapidly thanks to the mystical fixation technique and the potent bright red wine gourd.
The massive quantity of high-quality resources also contributed greatly to his progress.
Like a gold-devouring beast, Mu Lin consumed staggering amounts of precious materials.
This reckless expenditure drew varied reactions – some watched enviously, others with cold indifference, a few with schadenfreude, while certain observers grew deeply concerned.
That day, Chu Lingluo’s mother summoned Dongfang Ya.
“State your business. This sorceress wants no part in your family melodramas.”
The words made Si Ye’s eyebrows shoot up, his face darkening. Even Dongfang Ya’s initial assumption about being summoned for matchmaking interference showed how much mockery he’d endured recently.
Yet the man’s composure proved formidable. After closing his eyes briefly, he regained calmness within moments.
“This concerns Mu Lin’s welfare, not Lingluo.”
Si Ye’s expression turned grave.
“Mu Lin’s been accepting excessive resources from powerful clans. This is dangerous.”
Dongfang Ya’s face tightened.
“Impossible. Mu Lin’s prudent, and Yan Yunyu would surely advise against this.”
Both knew clan resources never came free.
Previously, if clan youths provoked Mu Lin first, he could punish them without repercussions – the Demon Exorcism Division, military, and other clans would shield him.
But accepting clan resources changed everything.
Debts demanded repayment.
This counted as Mu Lin initiating contact. Creditors collecting dues would receive no protection from authorities unless Mu Lin displayed such extraordinary talent that factions would pay his debts to keep him.
Originally, Mu Lin had balanced this carefully.
Dongfang Ya’s stomach dropped as Si Ye confirmed her fears.
“Life Fruit. Earth Essence Yuan Liquid. Dragon-Tiger Vitality Pills. Hundred Blossoms Celestial Wine. Evil ghosts…”
The inventory left Dongfang Ya lightheaded, her face paling.
“Idiot! Three days apart and he’s already courting disaster! Utter fool!”
Furious, Dongfang Ya rushed off to find Mu Lin without even bidding farewell to Si Ye. After searching, she spotted his cross-legged figure before the Time Secret Realm. Though Mu Lin’s Pale Complexion and drained vitality suggested no recent resource consumption, the enraged Dongfang Ya ignored these odd signs.
Approaching him, she demanded first—still not wholly trusting Si Ye’s words despite her anger—"I heard you’ve been taking resources from powerful clans lately?"
"Mm."
"Fool! You think sweet talk makes them kind? Powerful clans devour people whole without spitting bones!" She jabbed her finger at him angrily.
But what made Mu Lin not angry was her sighing admission after the outburst: "Tell me how much you took. I’ll see if I can cover it with my own stock. But mark this—it’s a loan! You’ll work to repay every bit!"
Her fierce glare emphasized the gravity. As Mu Lin wryly considered how to explain, Yan Yunyu arrived with Yan family members hauling resources.
Dongfang Ya’s gaze frosted over. Distrusting powerful clans, she’d always favored humble-born Mu Lin. Her earlier rage stemmed from protective frustration, while she saw Yan Yunyu as scheming aristocracy exploiting him.
Yan Yunyu paled under this glacial stare. Knowing Dongfang Ya’s importance as Mu Lin’s first protector and benefactor—the key to his early success—she forced a smile and moved to clasp Dongfang Ya’s arm. When rebuffed, she chirped, "Teacher Dongfang, what troubles you?"
"You."
"Eh?!" Yan Yunyu’s shock held both feigned and genuine elements. "Teacher, I’ve been helping Mu brother tirelessly! No mischief at all!"
Dongfang Ya snorted. "Helping him to death? Don’t pretend ignorance! How’s he repaying these ‘gifts’—with his flesh?"
Understanding dawned, Yan Yunyu chuckled nervously. "Oh Teacher, just see Mu brother’s current power before scolding me!"
"Power? He’s Spring Fountain late-stage from that Ascending Spirit Pill…" Her voice died as she sensed him—not Spring Fountain, but mid-stage Spirit Pool!
"Impossible!" Perplexed, Dongfang Ya swept him with spiritual awareness. Her shock deepened—his physical strength neared peak Spirit Pool, while his soul…
"Refining the Evil?! Your soul’s at Refining the Evil? This defies reason! Did I lose months, not days? Or…" She stared at her hands, doubting her own senses.
