Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?! Chapter 321 Fatal Question

"Those who ruin my great plans, die!"

In the previous second, Yuan Liyang, who had wanted to save soone, revealed his fierce nature, his hand striking straight out, intending to grab the boy and drain him dry to vent his anger while supplenting his lifespan.

But Jiang Yuan acted faster, swinging his blade to toss Lin Tianyou onto a paper crane.

The paper crane flapped its wings deftly, carrying the blood-soaked, terrified boy out of the encirclent.

It wasn’t until they flew to the courtyard where Lin Shuo was that Lin Tianyou snapped out of his horror, realizing his arm had been severed at the shoulder, and he let out a wail.

"Rebellious son!" Lin Shuo was nearly driven mad with anger.

He couldn’t have imagined that at the crucial mont, the one running out to cause trouble would be his youngest and most obedient son from childhood, kicking him to the ground, wishing he could kill him right then and there!

Luckily, cultivators at the Qi Refining Stage have much stronger physicality than mortals. Although Lin Tianyou was bleeding heavily after his arm was cut off, receiving tily treatnt ant his life was not in danger.

Due to Lin Tianyou’s injury, the Lin Mansion was thrown into chaos.

anwhile, within the Silent Cultivation Tower, shrouded by the Chaotic Heaven Bell, Wan Mingchuan was completely unaware of the external chaos.

Once he formally entered the closed-door training state, the concept of ti faded to near non-existence.

He didn’t know how long he had been cultivating when suddenly an indescribable sense of clarity spread from the Shenting Acupoint, as if he was fully opened from the top of his head, becoming instantly open-minded.

Then Wan Mingchuan found that the previous sense of kinship grew ever more intimate, making him feel safe and comfortable, as if he had returned to infancy and was curled in his mother’s warm embrace.

His sea of consciousness was filled with gentle light, and a tall, jade-like figure slowly approached, "Finally, a descendant of the Lin Family who can accept the bloodline inheritance. What is your na?"

"Wan, Wan Mingchuan." He hesitated slightly but braced himself to report his approved na.

The other was taken aback, "Not a descendant of the Lin Family? Then how do you possess the Lin Family bloodline? Oh, I understand, is your mother a Lin?

No matter, I was solitary all my life, solely pursuing the Dao, with no obsession over family descendants, and never seeking a Dao partner. As long as soone can inherit the cultivation technique and cultivate it well, future ascension to the Upper Realm in pursuit of the Dao makes my efforts worthwhile."

He beckoned, "Co here and sit down. I will personally impart the ’Supre Divine Technique’ to you."

"Senior, actually I am indeed a descendant of the Lin Family." Wan Mingchuan felt a close affinity with the ancestral spirit he couldn’t clearly see, and he quickly explained his background.

He thought, since he was to inherit the cultivation technique passed down by the senior, it was better to let the other know his true identity. Even if it was just a lingering intent, knowing that descendants had inherited the cultivation technique would probably bring so solace.

"Oh, so that’s the case. A good child with a sense of loyalty, sowhat like my stubborn brother... After so many years, our nas are probably forgotten. I’m Lin Ruyun, and my brother is Lin Rufeng, a pair of brothers who didn’t get along well." Perhaps the conversation triggered mories of the past in the lingering consciousness, Lin Ruyun laughed, "I am solitary, arrogant, and proud, uninterested in anything but the pursuit of the Dao.

Rufeng always considered outdated and dull; he was a lively and loyal stubborn character, never looking back once he decided on sothing. Therefore, he didn’t recognize my Dao and even refused to cultivate the Heavenly Level cultivation technique I developed.

I had neither descendants nor disciples, while Rufeng had a flourishing lineage. However, his cultivation technique was poor, making it impossible to advance, stopping at the Nascent Soul Realm before falling. I was only a step away from ascension..."

Pausing briefly, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "Forget it, telling a Foundation Establishnt Realm kid about those grievances is useless. Before my demise, I used a secret technique to seal all my life’s learning into the bloodline of Rufeng’s descendants, hoping that one day soone would awaken the inheritance, use fewer detours, and ascend eventually to glimpse the true Dao!

Good child, although you have successfully awakened the bloodline inheritance, your realm is far too low. If I were to impart all my life’s knowledge at once, you would explode and die from bleeding through the seven orifices.

So, let’s take it slow. First, thoroughly comprehend the ’Supre Divine Technique,’ and when your strength matures to accept more inheritance, we shall et again."

After saying this, Lin Ruyun touched Wan Mingchuan’s forehead with his right hand, engraving the ’Supre Divine Technique’ in his sea of consciousness as if chiseled by knife and axe.

"What a pity, I am rely a remnant thought lingering in the bloodline of the Lin Family descendants from thousands of years ago, knowing that the descendants have fallen, yet unable to provide more assistance. Child, train well and rember not to reveal this to anyone. The Heavenly Level cultivation technique can be both a blessing and a curse. Do not carelessly pass it on nor disclose family secrets, or else the Lin Family will face a dead end."

As those words finished, the figure dissipated, and Wan Mingchuan, slightly startled, bowed his head toward the place where the senior vanished, "Thank you, senior, for your teaching, I will definitely train diligently!"

Now that the inheritance was successfully passed on, what should I do?

He thought for a mont, deciding it was ti to co out of retreat?

After all, the entire cultivation technique is imprinted in the sea of consciousness; it can’t be seized anymore. The senior even ntioned that bloodline inheritance cannot be expedited and requires long-term assimilation; when trained to a certain point, more knowledge can be received, so why linger in the Silent Cultivation Tower?

Without Spiritual Energy to absorb and relying entirely on the Spirit Stones given by his master, he was delaying everyone who had been standing by. It was better to go back to the small courtyard to cultivate!

At this thought, just as Wan Mingchuan exited his cultivation state, a rush of heat invaded!

"Mas— Master! Oh my god, what should I do?"

Just then, outside the Chaotic Heaven Bell, Lin Tianyou burst in suddenly, causing blood to spray everywhere, directly stirring the resentnt attached to the remnants within the array in the Silent Cultivation Tower!

The array shone bright and scorching, seemingly agitated by the bloodline-linked aura.

Wan Mingchuan had never seen such a scene?

Finding himself trapped and immobile by the ’volatile’ array, he called out for his master twice before realizing no one could help him at the mont, probably as his master was outside dealing with that fake Yuan.

He had to take several deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down and think of a counterasure.

Sister Hu gave him the Corpse Poison Pill and antidote, the master gave him Elixirs and Spirit Stones, Sister Yun gave him a stack of talismans... But none seed suitable for dealing with an out-of-control array, what to do?

"Who killed my descendants?" The Skeleton Array, enraged and losing control, ford Lin Feng’s translucent figure floating mid-air from the resentnt.

Wan Mingchuan looked bewildered, "Who are you? Why are you in the Lin Family’s Silent Cultivation Tower? I was in closed-door training, and no one was fighting or killing."

Though guessing there might have been an accident outside, he had to stabilize this unknown intruder, at least long enough to regain mobility, as long as he could pull out the Teleportation Scroll to escape!

Then, he suddenly rembered what his master had ntioned, that the Yuan guy had leaked family secrets under the guise of an ’ancestor’ gift...

Could this be the true Lin Family ancestor who siphoned resources and fled while disclosing the secret?

"Closed-door training?" Lin Feng’s resentnt coldly scanned him, "A Foundation Establishnt Realm kid, are you a Lin Family descendant?"

Upon receiving affirmation, he looked down at the array crafted from his own skeleton, flooded by past mories, inflaming his rage, and with a sinister look, he demanded, "Have you awakened the bloodline inheritance?"

Yes or no?

Wan Mingchuan realized this was a death question — He already sensed an implicit threat of death, knowing that answering incorrectly could result in his neck being snapped by the resentnt!