Cultivation Begins with Daily Intelligence Reports

31: This is my destiny and good fortune.Lin Jingyu took a deep breath of the cold air, which carried a scent of blood, and forcefully suppressed his churning rage.

His arms, holding his sister, tightened unconsciously.

His footsteps did not stop, yet his mind was rapidly processing the turbulent waves of information contained within the intelligence.

Key information emerged in his mind one by one.

Lin Chengyuan possessed an undiscovered Immortal Cave of an ancient Cultivator.

The inner perimeter was guarded by a powerful Formation, which he could not enter.

For this reason, he spared no expense and obtained the valuable gang-breaking talisman and qi-restoring pill.

Two gang-breaking talismans plus a bottle of qi-restoring pill were definitely worth far more than 1,500 Spirit Stones.

That old dog.

How much ill-gotten money had he saved up over these years as a Bandit Cultivator?

And who knows how many innocent Cultivators died miserably at his hands.

The most shocking part was that fourth-tier ancient Alchemy Legacy.

The first tier corresponded to Qi Refining, the second to Foundation Establishment, and the third to Golden Core...

The fourth tier!

That was a Domain belonging to the titans of the Nascent Soul Stage.

A Nascent Soul expert was an existence who could make the entire Qingzhou tremble just by stomping their foot.

The strongest person on the surface of the Qinglan Sect was merely at the Golden Core Perfection.

If this Legacy were leaked, it would be enough to cause the four great Sects of Qingzhou to slaughter each other until rivers of blood flowed.

It might even attract experts from outside Qingzhou to fight for it.

Fortunately, that beast Lin Jingxie had been caught in the battle of high-tier Yao Beasts and was left with life-threatening injuries.

He had no choice but to stay in Little Stone Village to recover.

This... was a god-given Opportunity.

It was the dawn of Lin Jingyu’s turning of the tides.

What Opportunity did Lin Chengyuan or Lin Jingxie have?

This supreme fortune had been delivered right to Lin Jingyu.

An Opportunity belongs to those who are worthy!

Scum like Lin Jingxie naturally did not deserve it.

An indescribable surge of excitement suddenly dispersed the pent-up frustration in his heart.

He even wanted to ”thank” that old dog Lin Chengyuan.

If he hadn’t come specifically to kick him while he was down, and even patted his shoulder.

This crucial piece of intelligence might not have been triggered.

After all, according to the characteristics of the Golden Finger he had figured out, the more interaction there was, the greater the probability of triggering it.

The corners of Lin Jingyu’s mouth could not help but curl into a cold, ambitious arc.

Immediately, this smile could no longer be contained, turning into a low and hearty burst of laughter.

The laughter pierced the silence of the dusk, startling a flock of birds returning to their nests in the forest.

In the laughter was the pleasure of parting the clouds to see the sun, and the wild abandon of finding a way out of a desperate situation.

Lin Jingxia in his arms was startled by this sudden laughter and shivered all over.

She raised her pale little face, looking in terror at her brother’s blood-stained but wildly laughing profile.

Her large eyes, still wet with tear stains, were filled with endless worry and fear.

”Brother... has he been driven mad?”

This thought made her heart ache like it was being twisted by a knife; her little mouth puckered, and tears gushed out again.

Returning to the familiar, slightly dilapidated small courtyard.

Lin Jingyu carefully placed his sister on the old wooden chair inside the house.

He turned to fetch water, intending to wash up.

However, Lin Jingxia was not a fragile person.

During the time just after their parents passed away, Lin Jingyu only knew how to Cultivate.

It was she who held the Family together, going up the mountain to hunt and search for Spiritual Plants, working in the fields, and even helping others with chores, just for some food to support the two of them.

Now, having walked all the way back, her mood had long since calmed down.

It was just that her brother’s embrace was too warm, which was why she hadn’t been willing to get down.

She quickly got up to help Lin Jingyu wipe his body, which was covered in bloodstains.

Not long after, the sound of deliberately muffled footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate.

Lin Lingkuang, who had been following from a distance, quickly slipped in after confirming no one was watching.

He closed the courtyard gate tightly behind him, his movements filled with a trace of nervousness.

His burly frame now appeared somewhat hunched, and his face was full of exhaustion and lingering fear.

The moment he saw Lin Jingyu, he couldn’t wait to lower his voice and asked like a barrage of cannon fire:

”Jingyu. What you said in the ancestral hall... is it true?”

”Is the Family Head really about to come out of seclusion?”

”He... is he going to have a Breakthrough to the Qi Refining Seventh Layer?”

His voice trembled slightly with excitement and anticipation, and his bell-like eyes stared fixedly at Lin Jingyu.

Lin Jingxia, who was carefully wiping the bloodstains off her brother’s face with a damp cloth.

Her movements froze abruptly upon hearing this.

The cloth fell into the basin with a ”plop,” splashing clear water.

Family Head?

This name seemed somewhat distant.

In her vague impression, there was only an incomparably dignified, tall, and thin figure.

She still remembered that when her parents were talking, they had said more than once that the Family Head was stubborn and inflexible.

Her little face was full of confusion and shock as she stared blankly at her brother.

Lin Jingyu made a shushing gesture to the excited Lin Lingkuang.

He walked quickly to the window and the door, carefully checking them once more.

After confirming they were securely closed, he walked back into the room.

He lowered his voice, his tone exceptionally firm:

”It is absolutely true.”

”In the ancestral hall, the Family Head transmitted his voice directly into my mind.”

”If not for that...” He turned his head and took a deep look at his teary-eyed sister.

His eyes were gentle, but his tone was resolute:

”...even if I had to be smashed to pieces, I would still tear a few chunks of flesh off them.”

These chilling words made even Lin Lingkuang shudder.

Based on his behavior at the clan meeting, he knew Lin Jingyu was not speaking empty words.

”Good. Good. Too good!”

Lin Lingkuang’s tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

The strength he had been forcing himself to maintain seemed to be drained away in an instant.

His burly frame swayed, and with a ”thump,” he slumped directly onto the ground.

His back rested heavily against the cold brick wall, and he gasped for breath.

His forehead was covered in cold sweat, but his face revealed a smile of survival.

”Mother, that scared the hell out of me...” He wiped his face and muttered with lingering fear.

”Today’s matter was even more terrifying than when I was surrounded by three Yao Wolves in the Black Mountains back in the day.”

”If you hadn’t stood up first, I really wouldn’t have had the guts to be the first bird to stick its head out...”

He chattered on, his voice gradually becoming choked with emotion.

”My little daughter is only seven years old! Those beasts are truly not human, selling out their own clan’s women to exchange for a so-called Alliance.”

”It’s good that the Family Head is coming out of seclusion... It’s good... The old man is cold on the outside but warm on the inside... He is the most just...”

Lin Jingyu listened quietly to his venting mumblings.

His face carried a trace of exhaustion, but also a hint of warmth.

He walked to the water vat in the corner and scooped up a large ladle of cool well water.

With a ”splash,” he poured it over his head.

It washed away the dried blood and dust on his face and also dispelled some of his fatigue.

The cold water stimulated his skin, refreshing him.

He shook his wet hair, and water droplets splashed everywhere.

He turned to look at Lin Lingkuang on the ground and his worried sister, a bloody smile appearing on his face:

”Uncle Lingkuang, don’t just slump there.”

”Come and wash off this bad luck properly.”

”Sister, go stew the remaining Yao Beast meat from yesterday. Also, stir-fry a few more dishes; I want to, with Uncle Lingkuang—”

His gaze was burning, and his voice carried an unquestionable heroic spirit:

”—not return until we are drunk.”