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94: Arrogant Lin Lingming”Bang!”

Lin Jingyu deliberately slammed the door behind him with force. The loud sound was like a stone crashing into a pond, instantly drawing the gaze of everyone in the courtyard.

He stepped out from the shadows of the porch one step at a time, his pace neither fast nor slow, exuding a steady composure that was completely inconsistent with his youth.

His face was expressionless, as calm as a pool of deep water, but when those eyes swept over, they were so cold that people’s hearts shivered, like a knife scraping against bone.

”Hmph, it’s likely that old fox Grand Elder Lin Chenghai is up to his tricks behind the scenes again.” Lin Jingyu understood perfectly. Regarding the previous commotion, the Grand Elder clearly hadn’t believed the rumors he had spread while acting.

Or rather, this old thing won’t shed a tear until he sees the coffin.

Family Head Lin Lingshan was indeed critically injured and on the verge of death, but what if? What if there was some Spirit Pill or medicine that saved him? So these people were here to cause trouble, to keep one from being at peace!

It was true that Lin Chenghai was the mastermind, but these lackeys and those following the hype weren’t good people either!

Lin Lingshan was the dignified Family Head!

Even if he was injured now and his life or death was uncertain, it wasn’t the place for these sorts of things to storm the courtyard where he was!

”What’s all the noise about?”

Lin Jingyu spoke.

His voice wasn’t loud, but it was accompanied by waves of invisible Mental Energy pressure, like a cold blade precisely piercing into everyone’s ears.

The shouting crowd outside the door was like they were suddenly grabbed by the neck by an invisible hand, their fire instantly extinguished.

The strong men who were about to charge in with all their might found the soles of their feet seemingly glued to the cold ground by super glue, frozen in place and unable to move.

The excited, flushed color on their faces vanished in an instant, leaving only bewilderment and a trace of panic that couldn’t be hidden.

Even Lin Lingming, who was standing a bit further away and hiding in the shade of a tree, couldn’t help but furrow his brows tightly. Lin Jingyu’s voice bored into his ears, making his chest feel tight as if something were pressing down on it, making his whole body feel uncomfortable.

Only then did Lin Jingyu slowly lift his eyelids.

That gaze was cold and sharp, no different from a sharpened knife, scraping across the faces of the people who had been making the most noise just now.

Wherever his gaze swept, the air seemed to freeze.

If anyone dared to meet his eyes, they immediately felt as if a large stone were pressing on their chest, making it hard to even breathe.

This mental suppression technique was somewhat similar to how the Grand Elder used his cultivation to pressure people, but it was more cunning.

It didn’t require activating Qi; it only needed the focus of one’s mind and spirit.

Lin Jingyu was concentrating his powerful Mental Energy and releasing it in an instant; those with weak spirits could be scared into wetting themselves on the spot.

”The Family Head is still inside healing, and he’s alive and well!”

Lin Jingyu’s voice suddenly rose, like a thousand-pound bronze bell being struck hard. Every word carried a metallic vibration, smashing fiercely into everyone’s minds:

”And look at you! Each one of you is wailing here, wishing for the old man to die quickly, aren’t you?”

He paused deliberately, his gaze piercing the crowd like ice picks, his voice filled with disdain and anger:

”A bunch of ungrateful white-eyed wolves! For whom did the Family Head suffer such heavy injuries? It was to protect the Lin Family! To protect all of you! If he had wanted to run, he would have escaped long ago!

And all of you would have had your Souls refined by that demonic cultivator, suffering boundless pain day and night.”

”Thinking about it now, it’s really not worth it for the Family Head! The people he protected with his life are each hoping he’ll breathe his last sooner? Has your conscience been eaten by dogs? You’re worse than beasts!”

Lin Jingyu’s voice carried a bone-chilling coldness:

”When the Family Head recovers, I will definitely tell him everything that happened today. I’ll have him expel all of you ungrateful things from the Lin Family! Whether you live or die will be up to fate!”

These words exploded in everyone’s minds like thunderclaps!

Those who just now felt they were in the right, like imperial envoys holding a decree, now had faces as ashen as death, feeling like death row prisoners kneeling before the executioner’s block.

”I... we...” Someone’s lips trembled, wanting to explain.

”No... it’s not...” The voice was as low as a mosquito’s hum, carrying immense fear, unable to even speak a complete sentence.

If the Family Head was really fine? Then their behavior today was definitely a rebellion!

Being expelled from the Family, having all resources confiscated, and becoming the lowest-level Loose Cultivator? That would be more painful than death!

”It’s him! Young Lin!” Someone couldn’t take the pressure and suddenly pointed at a guy nearby who was shrinking his neck.

”He’s the one who said the Family Head was gone! He made us come here and cause trouble!”

”Yes! Yes! It’s him!”

Someone immediately followed suit, pointing at another guy who was as pale as dirt:

”He also said there were several hundred or even a thousand Spirit Stones in the Family Head’s Storage Pouch! If we didn’t come to snatch them, they’d be taken by you!”

”I was deceived by him! It really has nothing to do with me!” The scene instantly spiraled out of control, turning into a chaotic mess of people blaming each other.

Soon, the few leaders who had been making the most noise were dragged out by the angry crowd and pinned firmly to the ground.

These few people were so scared that their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, losing their wits. Subconsciously, they turned their pleading gazes toward the back—where Lin Lingming stood in the shade of the tree.

Who the mastermind was became clear at a glance.

Lin Lingming looked at this group of fickle people, a trace of cold mockery curling at the corner of his mouth.

He slowly paced out from the shade, completely indifferent to the chaotic scene before him.

Just a bunch of rabble! So what if they turned on him?

In the world of cultivation, strength is everything!

If your fist is hard enough, you can call black white!

He walked forward step by step, and with every step, the aura of his Qi Refining Fourth Layer grew stronger.

That powerful spiritual pressure was like a literal tide, surging toward everyone present, especially Lin Jingyu standing at the very front!

Seeing this, Lin Lingkuang, who had been guarding the door, felt his eyes nearly burst out of their sockets. He blocked the way in front of him and roared, ”Lin Lingming! What do you want to do? Attacking a fellow clansman, aren’t you afraid of the Family rules?”

Lin Lingming didn’t even bother to lift his eyelids.

Just a Qi Refining Third Layer trash, what’s the difference between him and an ant on the side of the road?

He waved his hand casually, and an earth-yellow streak of light instantly shot out from his sleeve, fast as lightning!

”Bang!”

With a muffled thud, Lin Lingkuang didn’t even have time to react before he was sent flying by the light, crashing to the ground several yards away. He spat out another mouthful of blood, his aura completely withering away.

The streak of light circled in the air and flew back to Lin Lingming’s hand, revealing a Short Staff Magical Artifact that was dark yellow all over and covered in runes.

Lin Lingming weighed the Short Staff Magical Artifact in his hand, looking at Lin Jingyu with the contempt of a cat playing with a mouse. He expected to see fear and panic on the other’s face, preferably with him crying and kneeling for mercy.

That would be satisfying!

Unfortunately, there was only a death-like calm on Lin Jingyu’s face. Those eyes were bottomless, like two thousand-year-old wells, without even a hint of a ripple.