Chapter 15: The Golden Monkey

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Yuwen Yue seemed to have perceived Wang Lin’s thoughts and smiled as he said,
“Some people are born unable to properly control their power. In their hands, power is merely a tool for domination.”
Those words struck Wang Lin’s heart like a heavy hammer.
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Wang Lin’s mouth as he nodded to Yuwen Yue and said,
“Senior Brother, I have learned my lesson.”
Just a moment ago, he had still naively believed that Wei Tian was simply devoted to cultivation, a pure cultivator. But a cultivator who only knew brutality and possessed raw strength, under his tolerance,
regarded him as the perfect punching bag—molding and tormenting him without restraint, no matter if tendons were torn or bones broken.
Wei Tian always produced miraculous pills to heal him, only for the cycle of beating to resume, all seemingly justified as part of his cultivation, justified by the many rare materials invested.
Yet those materials could only ever mend his injuries, sometimes leaving hidden ailments behind.
Step by step, his cultivation potential was damaged. As Ye Chen grew stronger, Wang Lin steadily deteriorated into a cripple. In comparison, he became the most useless, dispensable presence.
If the difficulties posed by other senior sisters could be tolerated, those inflicted by Wei Tian were like wounds deep to the bone—literally pain that pierced his marrow.
Seeing the twisted expression and the faint smile on Wang Lin’s face, Yuwen Yue could sense that pain as well.
Just recalling it was enough to understand how deeply scarred Wang Lin was, especially considering how composed he appeared in front of Tong Ying. One could only imagine the inhuman treatment he endured.
Yuwen Yue lightly patted his back, signaling him to relax, and comforted him in a loud, warm voice:
“I’m beginning to admire you more and more. On the surface, the Xuan Shui Pavilion looks magnificent and peaceful, but behind the scenes it’s filthy and complex. Yet you bear all this silently and undergo such a transformation. I truly respect that.”
“To accomplish great things requires great perseverance, courage, and wisdom. But your current situation is no longer a mere predicament.”
“Fortunately, my master has granted me a mountain peak, which might strengthen my power in the future. Are you interested in moving to my mountain?”
Yuwen Yue’s gaze was sharp and approving. Compared to Ye Chen of the Ye family, he held no good impression.
“Your status in the sect is like that of a menial servant. You appear to be a true disciple, but you have actually become a buffer zone, where your duty is not to cultivate better but to serve them better. Am I right?”

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Every word was a gem, striking deeply at Wang Lin’s heart. He was moved—he hadn’t expected Yuwen Yue, an outsider, to have such insight, while he himself had only just awakened to it in this life.
Faced with the olive branch extended by Yuwen Yue, Wang Lin hesitated. Yuwen Yue was no ordinary person—the youngest and most powerful prodigy of the Yin Yang Heavenly Sect, backed by the illustrious Yuwen family, and disciple of Sect Leader Jiang Yibai. Even Ye Chen had to bow before him.
To gain his recognition filled Wang Lin with gratitude and excitement, yet his path was fraught with uncertainty. Elder White Brow could not be exposed, and his own special cultivation method meant that prolonged contact would certainly reveal abnormalities.
After a moment’s thought, Wang Lin gratefully said, “Thank you, Senior Brother, for your kindness. I will remember your favor. But for now, I want to rely on myself to emerge from that mire of mud and swamp.”
Yuwen Yue’s expression did not change upon hearing the reply. Instead, it seemed as if he expected it. Wang Lin’s answer was exactly what he anticipated.
Perhaps this was why he admired Wang Lin—the ability to maintain his resolve and independence even in dire straits, determined to forge his own path.
The two grew increasingly engrossed in conversation until they parted ways upon reaching the sect.
Wang Lin returned to his Jade Tower and took stock of the gains from Tong Ying.
The two little pets were quite restless, especially the golden silk monkey, which chattered incessantly, eager to return to its original spiritual field to cultivate.
Wang Lin had no intention of keeping it and planned to sell it off. Although the golden silk king monkey looked gifted and promising in its youth, it would gradually decline after breaking through to the Golden Core stage—a creature strong early on but weak later.
It was better to sell it while the price was high in the early stage. Just one golden silk monkey could cover most of Tong Ying’s debt.
But the most exciting was not the golden silk monkey, but the inconspicuous mottled turkey.
The turkey was unusually calm throughout the journey, merely sleeping soundly in his arms.
In truth, it was a chaotic hybrid, with mottled bloodlines from the Nine Heavens Phoenix and the Seven-Color Peacock. Most terrifyingly, its awakened ability was the Devouring Technique.
He still vividly remembered the terrifying sight of turkeys swallowing Nascent Souls whole in his previous life. This was a true killing weapon and one of his trump cards for future cultivation.
It only required feeding with spirit stones and materials, after which it would rest and consume the enormous power within. Due to its complex bloodline, it would only gradually awaken after reaching the Golden Core stage.
Counting his gains, a smile slowly spread across Wang Lin’s face.
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“Ah, Senior Sister Lu, he actually gave away your bracelet!”

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Tong Ying’s eyes were wide with disbelief as she stared blankly at Lu Qingyan.
Recently, their junior brother’s initiation ceremony was about to take place. She had been away from the sect, busy planting that spirit fox and collecting ore stones.
Upon returning, she learned of Senior Sister Lu’s situation.
Lu Qingyan’s delicate face was icy cold, and whenever this matter was mentioned, she could not suppress her anger.
Tong Ying pondered but still found it hard to believe.
She knew how precious the bracelet was to Lu Qingyan; even borrowing it was not easily allowed.
Yet it had been given as a gift to Wang Lin at the birthday banquet.
She had seen how much Wang Lin cherished the bracelet, treating it as a sacred relic, never willing to part with it even when she requested it.
But now, he had turned around and gifted it to the junior brother who opposed him.
Tong Ying couldn’t help but complain, “Today, he even chased after him at the Beast Arena to demand his spirit stones.”
Lu Qingyan’s expression was strange as she asked, “Did you return them?”
Tong Ying wanted to argue but finally only nodded, saying, “He came with Senior Brother Yuwen Yue; they were there to back him up.”
The two fell silent. Wang Lin’s transformation had clearly exceeded their expectations.
In the past, this junior brother was the easiest to talk to and the easiest to bully. He obeyed them completely and never dared to disobey their wishes.
But now, not only did he disdain them, but the warmth in his eyes was gone. Even the smallest matters were scrutinized carefully.
He even brought outsiders and instead bullied them.
He was truly an ungrateful white-eyed wolf!