CHAPTER 798: CHAPTER 402: UTTERLY VULNERABLE_2

Lin Beichen had come to collect a debt, and naturally, he would not pursue Zheng Yaxin relentlessly.

As long as Zheng Yaxin repaid the money, he was still willing to spare her life.

However, Lin Beichen was concerned about something else.

This place was a hundred meters underground, with numerous deadly mechanisms, yet Zheng Yaxin not only had not triggered any of them but had also avoided them all with a strange flash, successfully surviving.

The most crucial thing was that the aura in this underground chamber was also outside his perception range.

If Zheng Yaxin had not triggered the mechanisms here and fallen below, Lin Beichen would not have even known there was an underground cave here.

The cave entrance was near a hidden river in the fort.

The river rushed loudly, and the Earth Vein Qi resonated around, forming a rare Feng Shui spot.

Could it be due to the Earth Vein Qi?

Lin Beichen thought deeply and couldn’t help but want to explore.

Just as he was about to take action, a sudden surge of aura erupted from the ground.

"Who dares disturb my peace?"

A roar echoed through the skies and then vanished instantly.

A massive killing intent burst from the underground, rushing towards Lin Beichen in an instant.

The terrifying killer aura merged into an endless curse, tearing at Lin Beichen’s body like a Wild Blade.

Lin Beichen’s gaze flickered slightly, maneuvering among countless Wind Blades, appearing still to outsiders, but in his view, the gale had swirled thousands of times around him.

"So, it’s just another youngster."

The elder snorted, retracted the gale instantly, and looked at Lin Beichen in awe.

"What’s going on today? One avoided my array trap unscathed, and another dodged my razor-sharp wind? Could it be my fortune has turned, and my fate is about to change?"

The elder stared at Lin Beichen, confusion written all over his face.

Lin Beichen frowned slightly at his words.

Luck?

He traversed the world relying on his strength, how could anyone say it was luck?

"Boy, what’s with that look?"

The elder huffed and glared, a hint of irritation on his face.

"I spared your life; even if you do not feel grateful, you should at least kneel a few times in thanks, shouldn’t you?"

As he spoke, a Wind Blade appeared on his finger again, making a threatening gesture, seemingly intending to scare Lin Beichen.

However, Lin Beichen looked at him calmly, his eyes as tranquil as still waters, showing no sign of concern.

"Laughable, are you a fool? Or have my tricks scared you silly?"

The elder still did not realize he was playing with fire and laughed arrogantly, smugness evident on his face.

Lin Beichen suddenly frowned, feeling somewhat helpless.

He finally understood the old man’s thoughts.

The elder truly believed that Lin Beichen had dodged the Wind Blade purely by luck.

On second thought, Lin Beichen realized the elder’s strength was decent but far inferior to his own.

Even Qin Wenwu could not withstand his wrath, let alone this elder.

The old man was too weak to sense that Lin Beichen had dodged thousands of Wind Blades, attributing it to luck.

What could Lin Beichen say?

The gap between them was too vast; the elder’s vision too narrow. Lin Beichen didn’t know how to get angry.

Most crucially, the elder had traces of Earth Vein’s Dragon Qi.

Lin Beichen had been wanting to study this aura and now finally encountered it—how could he pass up the chance?

"Sir, Xiang Island is a holy land for cultivators, with thousands of practitioners. Why do you hide underground?"

Lin Beichen spoke casually.

The elder snorted softly upon hearing Lin Beichen finally speak.

"In my lifetime, I have always wandered alone, living comfortably by myself. Why should I stay with others?"

"Moreover, I was grievously injured in my youth, causing irreparable mistakes. Even if I wanted to reconcile now, I fear no one would accept me. It’s better to live freely and alone!"

As he spoke, a hint of sorrow seemed to flash across the elder’s face.

Lin Beichen sighed inwardly.

The elder didn’t want to reintegrate because he had caused too many problems in the past, leaving no chance for reconciliation.

In life, when young, one is reckless, charging ahead heedlessly, only to feel regretful in old age, when it’s too late for remedies.

Lin Beichen had seen too many such people and was no longer surprised.

"Boy, why are you here? Have you also done too much wrong and been ostracized by the Cultivation Realm?"

After lamenting for a while, the old man remembered something and scrutinized Lin Beichen.

As he examined closely, the elder’s eyes widened, filled with shock.

"Boy, would you be willing to take me as your master? If you agree, I will pass all my overwhelming cultivation to you!"

The elder spoke excitedly, a glint of eagerness in his eyes, even somewhat desperate.

Finding a worthy successor was rare, let alone an exceptionally gifted one.

Practitioners were rare; those with extraordinary talents who could accept his legacy were rarer.

His hopes had dwindled, but Lin Beichen was different.

With just a glance, the elder saw the vast potential in Lin Beichen.

If Lin Beichen accepted his legacy, the elder could revitalize himself and reintegrate into Xiang Island’s cultivation circle.

Lin Beichen had endured much from the elder, believing he had at least some self-awareness, only to realize that his patience had led to this proposal.

Seeing the elder’s excited pride, Lin Beichen couldn’t suppress his laughter and burst out laughing.

The elder’s face darkened slightly.

"Boy, is it funny to be my disciple?"

"Do you know how many people begged to be my disciple, yet I ignored them?"

Though his cultivation was not among Xiang Island’s top ten, it was not disgraceful to Lin Beichen.

Some had greater cultivation, but their family backgrounds and status were too complex for an ordinary person to approach.

"You keep boasting about your cultivation. If you can take a punch from me, I might grudgingly acknowledge you as my master."

Lin Beichen spoke nonchalantly, casually throwing a punch.

Her indifferent attitude instantly infuriated the elder.

He roared, summoning countless sharp Wind Blades to assail Lin Beichen.

Even with Lin Beichen’s speed, evading thousands of Wind Blades was no simple task.

In the elder’s view, sparing Lin Beichen’s life was an act of mercy, yet Lin Beichen seemed ungrateful.

But in the next instant, the elder’s eyes widened in shock, staring intensely at Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen stood amidst the myriad Wind Blades, feeling the gale upon him.

This time, he did not move. Merely standing still, countless gales howled past, slicing his skin.

Lin Beichen responded coldly, his eyes filled with a smile.

How could this be?

The elder cried out in shock, staring at Lin Beichen with disbelief and fear.

Wind Blades could cut through rock; humans were powerless against such force.

Yet, the Wind Blades hitting Lin Beichen dissipated quietly, like tofu colliding with stone.

No!

Even more ridiculous!

Tofu hitting stone would at least scatter prettily, but his Wind Blades vanished without a trace, completely dissipated, their destination unknown.

The elder was overwhelmed, his scalp tingling, his mind in chaos, not knowing what to do.

Lin Beichen shook his head, dismissing the Spiritual Energy Shield around him.

He hadn’t intended to kill the elder, only to convey his own status.

Yet he had underestimated his cultivation’s might, terrifying to outsiders!