Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality Chapter 632 - 319: Lord of Dragon Sleep River2

"Ouch!"

Zhao Sanxin was taken aback, fell to the ground with a bang, and kowtowed to admit his mistake.

After the Inner Sect disciples left, Zhao Sanxin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sat back in his chair gleefully.

"Did you see that? That was the newly promoted Elder Zhao Qihuan. It’s said that he was lucky enough to get an elixir from Lin Beichen, and in less than a month, he broke through to a level higher than Peak cultivation. Even he knows my na, I’m sure to prosper!"

Everyone showed a look of envy upon hearing this.

What is a servant most afraid of?

First, making a mistake, and second, their master not knowing their na.

If they make a mistake, they might be punished. If their master doesn’t know who they are, they will never have a chance to rise in the household.

If it had been soone else, Zhao Qihuan would definitely not have shown rcy.

Zhao Sanxin’s reckless words were rely given a warning, clearly showing he had caught the attention of the family’s internal list for special grooming in the future.

To the master, minor mistakes are inconsequential.

A verbal warning, rather than being a punishnt, was more a sign of care for Zhao Sanxin.

Zhao Sanxin was guarding the gate today; who knows, he might be promoted to the Inner Sect manager tomorrow.

Zhao Sanxin smiled contentedly at everyone, as if he saw wealth and honor beckoning to him.

"Sanxin brother, I heard Lin Beichen is back?"

A subordinate asked cautiously.

Originally eloquent, Zhao Sanxin’s face instantly sank upon hearing this and coldly gazed at the speaker.

"Are you trying to probe Lin Beichen’s whereabouts?"

Zhao Sanxin waved his hand, and before the subordinate could react, several other subordinates rushed forward, grabbed him, and threw him out the door.

Zhao Qihuan didn’t care about Zhao Sanxin; he circled around the backyard a few tis and arrived at a secret room on the back hill.

In front of the room, there stood more than a dozen Peak experts.

Their presence was thick, their eyes deep, a group of death warriors guarding the mountain gate.

"Has Chen Gongzi arrived?"

Zhao Qihuan asked carefully.

Upon hearing this, a middle-aged man erged from the crowd and pointed inside the room.

"Chen Gongzi is inside, Elder Zhao, don’t keep Chen Gongzi waiting."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qihuan hurriedly tidied his clothes and entered the room.

Next to the room’s bookshelf stood a young man.

Zhao Qihuan felt a sense of dizziness rely by looking at his back.

It wasn’t his first ti seeing Lin Beichen; he had observed Lin Beichen many tis since the latter participated in the Starry Sky Association.

Back then, he was only curious about why this young man had so many elixirs but never thought things would develop to where they are today.

First, he killed Zhao Tianjie, then conquered the dicine Immortal Pavilion, and finally even trampled Qin Wenwu to beco the greatest in the world.

Lin Beichen was enveloped in a layer of green light, like an immortal walking out of the forest.

His pale green hair casually draped over his shoulders, sunlight falling on his face, revealing a slight look of contemplation on his incredibly handso face, as if worrying about family and national affairs.

"In just one month, he has grown to this extent?"

Zhao Qihuan was thrilled and said respectfully:

"Chen Gongzi, I’ve completed everything you arranged. Miss Zhou and the others did not notice us and have safely returned ho."

Lin Beichen silently nodded.

In the Jiangnan Water Village, he saw Zhou Ya, although he didn’t reveal himself, considering how much attention he’s receiving, it’s very likely soone will track down Zhou Ya’s portrait.

So for safety reasons, he imdiately had soone secretly protect Zhou Ya after returning to Zhongcheng Hall.

"Chen Gongzi, the position of Zhongcheng Hall’s master has been vacant for a long ti; our family cannot go without a head for a day. We’ve discussed it and would like Zhao Weinan to take on this role. What do you think?"

At this mont, Uncle Jiu said trembling.

"Chen Gongzi, Uncle Jiu’s words make sense; we all recomnd Zhao Weinan for the role, please decide."

Zhao Qihuan promptly said.

Behind him, a group of elders nodded.

In the back of the crowd, Zhao Wuxing’s face twisted slightly, filled with anger.

Just over a month ago, Zhao Weinan was rely a third-rate family mber, not even considered an Inner Sect disciple, her father didn’t even have the qualification to return ho for ancestral worship.

And Zhao Weinan herself was even more laughable, although she was pretty, she was just a tool for the family’s marriage alliances.

At that ti, Zhao Weinan admired him greatly, but he, Zhao Wuxing, never gave Zhao Weinan a second glance.

No matter how beautiful Zhao Weinan was, in his eyes, she was rely a toy.

Pretty won, he had as many as he wanted; what’s the difference with one more?

Now, Zhao Weinan had beco the elders’ recomnded candidate for the family head, the master of Zhongcheng Hall, and the ruler of Dragon Sleep River.

And what about him, Zhao Wuxing?

He used to be the proud son of Heaven, the rare gem of Zhongcheng Hall, but now he had nearly beco a transparent person.

It was all Lin Beichen’s doing.

Hateful that he didn’t kill Lin Beichen back then, causing Lin Beichen to thrive today.

Beside Lin Beichen, an elf girl dressed in Hanfu seed to have a hint of astonishnt in her eyes, her plump red lips slightly parted as if filled with surprise.

She hadn’t expected all the elders to recomnd her as the master of Zhongcheng Hall.

She knew that Zhongcheng Hall was different now.

Just over a month ago, Zhongcheng Hall was rely a third-rate force; without Zhao Tianjie, it might not even preserve the ancient clan’s legacy.

But now it was different.

Because Lin Beichen killed Qin Wenwu, Zhongcheng Hall rose rapidly with the tide, becoming a first-rate force in just a few days.

Although not a super family, Zhongcheng Hall had enough clout at this mont for various forces to give so face.

Such a force allowing a little girl to take charge?

Zhao Weinan never thought of this, and she couldn’t help but feel extrely panicked at the mont.

Lin Beichen glanced at her indifferently and said:

"Express whatever is on your mind. Whatever you want to do, I’ll help you."

Zhao Weinan bit her lip lightly, seemingly thinking.

After a mont, she faced everyone’s gaze and started laughing.

"Since the elders and Uncle Jiu jointly recomnd , I won’t refuse."

According to Zhao Weinan’s original character, she would never agree.

She was initially an ordinary girl; her dream for the past 20 years was rely to escape constraints, enter the entertainnt circle, and pursue her acting dream.

In this life, aside from her parents giving her good looks, her cultivation talent was extrely diocre, inferior to Zhao Wuxing and Zhao Yixia in every aspect.

Even if she beca the family head, Zhao Weinan knew very well.

The elders recomnded her not because of her talent but to give her a title, bringing her closer to Lin Beichen.

An ordinary girl had no right to be around Lin Beichen.

Even the so-called heavenly superstars were but a speck of dust to Lin Beichen.

Being the master of Zhongcheng Hall, though still laughable, at least gave her so courage.

"You are a star walking among people; I must strive to shine, or I will never touch your brilliance."

Zhao Weinan thought to herself, her eyes always fixed on Lin Beichen’s face, unable to help but be captivated.

No matter how many tis she saw this man’s face, she could never remain calm.

The forr Lin Beichen already made her loyal to him.

The current Lin Beichen made her soul tremble, almost worship him as a deity.

No matter if this man asked her to die, she would not hesitate.

In outsiders’ eyes, Zhongcheng Hall was Lin Beichen’s force.

If so, instead of giving it to outsiders to manage, it might as well be controlled by herself.

Even though Lin Beichen had beco the greatest in the world, it’s lonely at the top; she couldn’t be sure Lin Beichen would need her.

In the back of the crowd, Zhao Wuxing clenched his teeth, blood flowing from his gums, which he silently swallowed.

Kill Lin Beichen, he must kill Lin Beichen.

No! Not just Lin Beichen, but also that bitch Zhao Weinan.

She stole everything that belonged to him; how can he let her live?

A cold wind blew.

Lin Beichen put down the book he was holding, turned to look beyond the crowd, with a hint of amusent in his eyes.

Zhao Wuxing suddenly lowered his head, the killing intent he just felt turned into endless fear.