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252: The Lin family is short-handedWang Black Fiend only felt an irresistible, terrifying force, like that of an ancient behemoth, surging along the blade, overwhelming everything in its path.

The web of his hand instantly split open, dripping with blood! That treasured, top-grade Magical Artifact saber, crafted from a mixture of refined gold and Yin Fiend Iron, could not be held; it flew out of his grasp, spinning and transforming into a streak of black light.

With a “dong” sound, it plunged deep into the hard rock wall far away, leaving only the hilt outside, trembling.

As for the man himself, it was as if he had been struck head-on by a rapidly charging giant elephant; his chest bones emitted a sickening crunching sound, and he spat out blood, flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

He slammed heavily into the mountain wall ten zhang away, creating a human-shaped crater, before sliding weakly to the ground. His face was pale as gold paper, his aura was extremely weak, and his eyes were filled with intense fear, pain, and incomprehensible absurdity.

“We are both... Ninth Layer of Qi Refining... why is... the difference... so... vast...” He managed to squeeze out a few words, then his head slumped, and he completely passed out.

The scene fell into absolute silence!

The silence was so profound that a pin drop could be heard! Only at the bottom of the Eagle Beak Ravine did the river water continue its tireless rush and roar.

All the standing Cultivators from the Wang Family and Hong Family seemed to have been struck by an Immobilization Spell, staring dumbfounded at the scene, their eyes nearly popping out.

The powerful, nearly invincible masters of their two Families, experts of the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining... had actually... actually suffered devastating defeats simultaneously in such a short period.

Moreover, it was an overwhelming defeat without any suspense, delivered by such a young Lin Family youth.

This sight completely overturned their understanding, as if they had seen a ghost.

Lin Jingyu stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering gently in the turbulent airflow. His expression remained indifferent, as if he had merely swatted away two flies.

His gaze calmly swept over the pale enemies throughout the venue, and he spoke lightly, “What, does anyone else want to try?”

His voice wasn’t loud, but it pierced the heart of every person like a needle made of ten-thousand-year-old cold ice, causing them to shiver violently from the soles of their feet to the crowns of their heads.

“Young Clan Leader’s Divine Might!”

“Long live the Lin Family! The Young Clan Leader is invincible!”

Following the brief silence, the surviving Lin Family disciples erupted in frantic, tearful cheers.

They were so excited that tears streamed down their faces, and they embraced each other, weeping.

The remaining Cultivators from the Wang Family and Hong Family who hadn’t participated in the fight completely collapsed, their faces ashen, their fighting spirit gone. They all discarded the Magical Artifacts in their hands.

They plopped down onto the ground, kowtowing repeatedly like pounding garlic, their voices trembling and tearful:

“Young Clan Leader Lin, spare us! Have mercy! We were blind and offended your mighty presence; we dare not do it again! We beg the Young Clan Leader for grace, spare our dog lives!”

Lin Jingyu’s gaze fell upon the unconscious Wang Black Fiend and Hong Lie, who was struggling to stand up with an ashen face. His voice was icy, like a declaration from the Nine Nethers:

“Go back and tell the decision-makers of your two Families. The Eagle Beak Ravine mine vein and Spirit Fields belong entirely to my Lin Family starting today. If you dare to step foot here again, or harbor thoughts of revenge...”

He paused, held his fingers together like a sword, and made a cutting motion in the air toward the most prominent part of the beak-shaped cliff, which symbolized the massive Eagle Beak Ravine.

“Shhh!”

A sharp and unparalleled pale blue Spiritual Power Sword Qi, condensed into substance, shot forth from his fingers.

The Sword Qi expanded upon meeting the wind, instantly transforming into a giant light blade three zhang long. It sliced silently through the air, precisely cutting across the base of the eagle-beak rock.

“Rumble!”

With a massive, earth-shaking roar, the enormous eagle-beak rock, which had withstood millions of years of wind and rain, was severed at the base.

It tumbled down with the force of ten thousand thunderbolts, plunging into the bottomless ravine, splashing up huge plumes of water several tens of zhang high. The roaring sound lasted for a long time.

Everyone present, including Lin Lingkuang and the others, was scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, their gallbladders splitting, by this terrifying finger strike—a miraculous skill whose power was comparable to an attack from a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

“Also, tell the stewards of your respective Families to bring five thousand Spirit Stones to the Lin Family to apologize within one day.

Otherwise, there will be no need for your two Families to exist!”

The Cultivators from the Wang Family and Hong Family were terrified out of their wits, scrambling and crawling to lift the unconscious Wang Black Fiend and the severely injured Hong Lie.

Like stray dogs, they fled in a panic without daring to look back, regretting only that their parents hadn’t given them two more legs. They vanished into the ravine mist in the blink of an eye.

“Clear the battlefield, treat the wounded, and set up a warning Formation.” Lin Jingyu calmly instructed, then strode toward the entrance of the mine vein, which gave off a strong scent of earth, rock, and metal, and began inspecting it carefully.

Lin Lingkuang and the others snapped out of their immense shock, looking at Lin Jingyu with endless reverence and fanaticism, as if gazing upon a deity.

They roared their affirmation and immediately began working efficiently.

After this battle, Lin Jingyu, relying on his own power, overwhelmingly crushed the combined forces of the Wang and Hong Families. The Eagle Beak Ravine mine vein and Spirit Fields were completely brought under the control of the Lin Family.

When the news reached Lin Family Village, the entire Clan rejoiced. Lin Jingyu’s prestige reached an unprecedented peak, and he truly became the stabilizing force of the Lin Family—a person whom no one disobeyed or disrespected.

The Hong Family and Wang Family, who had originally scorned the Lin Family, dispatched many people to come to the Lin Family to apologize and compensate them with a large amount of Spirit Stones.

This action finally made the surrounding Families realize that the Lin Family was no longer a soft persimmon that could be squeezed arbitrarily.

Lin Jingyu was certainly not trash who relied on women.

The Lin Family itself had truly become strong.

However, at this time, the mining of the mine vein and the cultivation of the Spirit Fields required a large amount of reliable manpower.

The Lin Family had suffered a Great Calamity, and its population was already small. Now, all the young people of age were busy Cultivating, causing a severe shortage of manpower—a happy dilemma.

Late at night, the side hall of the Lin Family Ancestral Hall was brightly lit, and the atmosphere was heavy as iron.

The flickering candlelight made Lin Lingshan’s tightly furrowed brows appear even deeper. His rough fingers unconsciously tapped the tabletop, making a dull thudding sound that seemed to strike everyone’s hearts.

“The mine vein must be mined day and night, the Spirit Fields require careful tending, and we must also assign enough manpower for guard duty and patrols.

We need to guard against other envious forces...”

Lin Lingshan’s voice carried a hint of exhaustion and hoarseness.

“Our manpower is truly stretched thin. The young people of age in the Clan are all focused on Cultivating now; no one wants to delay.”

Elder Lin Yuanshan sighed, his grizzled beard trembling slightly:

“If it were before, we could spend Spirit Stones to hire some Loose Cultivators as laborers, but now... alas, a tall tree attracts the wind.”

The wealth and mine vein that the Lin Family has revealed now have attracted countless greedy gazes. Hiring outsiders is tantamount to inviting wolves into the house, posing an enormous risk.

Silence, like a heavy boulder, weighed on everyone’s hearts. The chirping of night insects outside the hall sounded exceptionally clear.

After a long time, a look of determination flashed in Lin Lingshan’s eyes. He suddenly looked up at Lin Jingyu, who was sitting quietly to the side, maintaining his composure with his eyes closed. “Jingyu, I intend to return to the ancestral land once to bring some manpower back.”

Lin Jingyu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze calm and steady: “The Mortal Realm ancestral land?”