Chapter 7: The Line of Those Who Want to Screw You

“Who is Senior Brother Li?”

On the road, Lin Hao asked.

Both Huang Liang and the three disciples who ambushed him earlier were acting under orders from this Senior Brother Li.

Lin Hao didn’t know him at all, yet they were so intent on targeting him.

“Li Qingchuan, a disciple of the Tai Xuan Sect’s inner circle, at the seventh peak of the Qi Sea Realm, with hopes of breaking through to the Transformation Origin Realm within a year. Moreover, the Li family is the foremost martial lineage in Tianyang City, with deep roots. His father is an elder of the sect, a master at the Transformation Origin Realm,” Huang Liang replied without hesitation, revealing everything.

“I have no grudge against him. He kills me only to curry favor and climb higher by flattering Lin Han,” Lin Hao said calmly, though his eyes were icy cold.

“Compared to Lin Han, the one he truly wants to flatter is the Ling family of the imperial capital—the family where Lin Han’s mother comes from. They are a genuine prestigious clan, the top martial lineage in Great Xia, even the royal family shows them respect,” Huang Liang explained.

“The Ling family...” Lin Hao’s eyes grew colder, flickering with a murderous gleam that could not be concealed.

Years ago, that faithless man abandoned his mother and him in Tianbao City without a word. His mother’s longing became a disease, and she passed away in sorrow. Today, they feel ashamed of his very existence, seeking to erase every trace of the Marquis of the Nation.

His mother is dead, and he alone remains as the sole blemish on the Marquis of the Nation’s legacy.

“If they want to get rid of me, let’s see if they have the ability. If they can’t kill me, then just wait to become their nightmare. One day, I will set foot in the imperial capital and bury both the Marquis of the Nation and the Ling family,” Lin Hao said with an icy blade of killing intent.

Standing beside him, Huang Liang felt chilled from head to toe under such aura and murderous intent.

The young man before him was terrifying. In Tai Xuan Sect, Huang Liang had encountered many young prodigies, but none stirred such genuine fear in his heart as Lin Hao did.

Once such a person grows, he will become an absolute god of death, a nightmare for all enemies.

“Besides Li Qingchuan, are there others who want to harm me?” Lin Hao withdrew his killing intent and looked at Huang Liang.

“Well...” Huang Liang hesitated, unwilling to meet Lin Hao’s gaze.

“Speak the truth,” Lin Hao frowned, a sense of foreboding rising.

“There are so many in Tai Xuan Sect who want to harm you that they could form a queue,” Huang Liang said.

Lin Hao: ...

“It’s true, I’m not exaggerating,” Huang Liang hurried to explain.

“Damn it! Tai Xuan Sect is a legitimate cultivation sect; surely not all are sycophants. I only have one life, so many people eyeing me?” Lin Hao cursed furiously. It was outright bullying.

Did they think he was a roasted fat duck? Everyone wanted to pounce and take a bite.

Tai Xuan Sect was a respectable sect in Great Xia. Even if they couldn’t match the Ling family or the Great Xia Academy, surely the sect wouldn’t lack backbone from top to bottom.

“Brother Hao, you don’t know. Tai Xuan Sect is more complicated now than before,” Huang Liang said.

“Explain in detail,” Lin Hao gritted his teeth. He wanted to understand why so many lined up to target him, and why the Ling family made so many bow so low.

“Stop!”

Before Lin Hao finished, a loud shout came from ahead. Five burly men appeared, armed with gleaming weapons, standing shoulder to shoulder to block the mountain path completely.

“Brother Hao, it’s a robbery,” Huang Liang said.

“Tell them we’re Tai Xuan Sect disciples and make them scram,” Lin Hao said irritably.

“Brother, they’re Tai Xuan Sect disciples,” Huang Liang warned.

“Perfect. Two fat sheep caught,” the bandits smiled even wider and strode forward.

The leader was one-eyed, with a slanting scar across his face, his smile ferocious and menacing.

Lin Hao was stunned. He knew bandits often lurked in the wilderness, but in the Yun Chuan region, did anyone dare rob Tai Xuan Sect disciples?

Though Lin Hao had never left Tianbao City, he knew Tai Xuan Sect was the only cultivation sect in the area, a true powerhouse. Disciples from the great martial families of various cities scrambled to train there.

Tai Xuan Sect was undeniably a giant in Yun Chuan, not to be trifled with by mere bandits.

But now, something was wrong.

“Brother Hao, Tai Xuan Sect isn’t what it used to be. I’ll explain later. The reason bandits dare rob Tai Xuan Sect disciples and so many want to harm you inside the sect is the same,” Huang Liang said quickly. “Right now, we have only two options: fight or run.”

“Enough talk. Let’s fight,” Lin Hao said.

With that, he took a swift stride forward like an arrow released from a bow, closing in on the one-eyed leader and landing a punch squarely on his chest.

“Ah!”

The one-eyed man howled in pain, his two-hundred-pound body flying backward, embedding into the mountain rock in the shape of a large character. He coughed up blood mixed with entrails, his head drooped lifelessly.

Though Huang Liang had braced himself, he couldn’t help but grin.

Was this a human-shaped beast? One punch, and he was dead!

That was a master at the Qi Sea Realm.

“To easily kill a first-stage Qi Sea master with a seventh-stage Opening Meridian cultivation level—such a peerless genius. I wonder if he will bring hope and dawn to Tai Xuan Sect,” Huang Liang sighed inwardly.

The one-eyed man was dead—his chest smashed through, body embedded in the mountain. To remove him, they’d have to pull him out.

The other four bandits were stunned. Their smiles had barely faded when they stood before Lin Hao, weapons in hand, motionless.

“Robbery, huh?” Lin Hao looked at them and cracked his knuckles.

Thud...

The four bandits finally snapped to reality, realizing they’d met a tough opponent. Not daring to delay, they dropped their weapons and knelt.

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