The moment Lin Yu thought of Li Shishi's tragic death a few years later, his heart suddenly tightened. If he hadn't known about it, he might have been at ease. But now that the shadow of the tragedy had been deeply implanted in his heart, how could he stand by and do nothing? With these thoughts in mind, Lin Yu's gaze, as sharp as a falcon's, instantly locked onto his father, Lin Tiefeng. Lin Tiefeng, a renowned figure in the Blood Soul Clan, had already ranked among the top five most powerful people on the surface of the entire Blood Soul Clan.
He possessed the profound cultivation of the Ninth Level of Qi Refining. In this era of scarce spiritual energy, such a realm was truly at the pinnacle. Moreover, having led troops in battles all year round, experiencing the trials of life and death in the midst of bloodshed, being in his prime, he had been tempered to near perfection in all aspects of "mind, body, qi, techniques, and momentum". His actual combat experience was extremely rich, and his killing intent and fighting spirit were high. Compared with the three elders in the clan who, although having high cultivation, were already old and frail, Lin Tiefeng's actual combat power was undoubtedly even more terrifying. What was more crucial was that he was Lin Yu's father. In this world, he might harm anyone, but he would never harm his own son.
Thinking of this, Lin Yu, who was covered in bandages, suddenly straightened his body. The sudden movement pulled at his wounds, causing him to shiver in pain. Seeing this, Li Shishi rushed over like a gust of wind and chided, "What are you doing? You're covered in wounds and still not being careful. Stop moving around!" As she spoke, she stretched out her delicate little hand, trying to push this stubborn teenager back into his seat.
Lin Yu waved his arm, easily blocking Li Shishi's attempt to stop him. Ignoring her dissuasion, he walked with difficulty but with unwavering determination in front of Lin Tiefeng. Then, with a "thump", he knelt down and deeply kowtowed to his father, saying, "Father, please teach me the fundamental method of seeking immortality and the Tao. Please impart to me your most proficient 'Iron Evil Magnetic Devouring Hand'. Your son implores you to grant my request!"
Lin Tiefeng was so startled by his son's sudden action that he almost jumped out of his chair. However, Lin Yu's subsequent words instantly piqued his great interest.
"Yu'er, you've never been interested in seeking immortality and the Tao before. Moreover, didn't you always think that my 'Iron Evil Magnetic Devouring Hand' is stupid and difficult to practice? Even if you've changed your mind and decided to embark on the path of seeking immortality, you should, like your eldest brother, study our Lin family's ancestral 'Linmen Ghost Sword'. That is a peerless technique passed down for thousands of years. How can it be compared with my seemingly clumsy horizontal training technique?"
"Humph, what peerless technique! After the major immortal sects descended to Earth in 2012, this 'Linmen Ghost Sword' could barely be rated as a high - level sword control technique. And the family still hoards it and is reluctant to pass it on easily. The so - called peerless technique is probably just something to brag about for now. In ten years, if this sword technique can be rated as a 'high - level sword technique', it will be a great fortune for the Lin family's ancestral graves." Of course, Lin Yu didn't dare to blurt out these thoughts. If he did, he would just be asking for trouble. Although Lin Tiefeng, due to his own qualifications, had not practiced the Lin family's ancestral sword technique, as the deputy leader of the family's combat group, his sense of family honor was extremely strong. Therefore, Lin Yu could only find other arguments to try to persuade his father.
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"Compared with the Yin - soft, ruthless, and extremely murderous 'Linmen Ghost Sword', your son feels that your 'Iron Evil Magnetic Devouring Hand', which combines the cultivation of the body and the Dharma and pursues truth and reality, suits me better. Moreover, last night's experience made your son realize that even if one has supreme power and is extremely wealthy, if one's own strength is insufficient, one may die instantly due to various accidents. For us cultivators of the immortal way, our own strength and life - and - death safety are the top considerations for all cultivation. In this regard, throughout the entire Blood Soul Clan, apart from your peerless technique, Father, which other technique can be better at protecting one's life? Therefore, Father, please open the door to immortality for your son and guide the path to eternal life!"
"Old man, since Yu'er is so sincere, just agree to him. Otherwise, perhaps no one in the entire Blood Soul Clan will be willing to learn your stupid and clumsy Devouring Iron Hand. Do you really want to take all your skills to the grave?" At this time, Lin Yu's biological mother, Li Wan, also chimed in. Usually, Li Wan was the one who made decisions at home and seemed more like the head of the family than Lin Tiefeng. But when it came to such major matters, it was ultimately Lin Tiefeng who made the decision. She could only fulfill her duty as a mother and, like at this moment, put in a good word for her beloved son.
Lin Tiefeng was not swayed by his wife's words. Even though his beloved son was in front of him and his beloved wife was beside him, he didn't agree immediately. His eyes were like torches, staring closely at Lin Yu, as if he wanted to see through his heart through his eyes.
After a long time, Lin Tiefeng finally spoke solemnly, "Alright, starting tomorrow, I'll teach you the 'Iron Evil Magnetic Devouring Hand'. But let me make one thing clear. As the deputy leader of the family's combat group, my time is precious, and I don't have much free time. If during the cultivation process, I find that your character or qualifications are not suitable for this technique, I will not hesitate to send you back to the family's ancestral school. Even if you are my son, I won't give you a second chance. Do you understand?"
Lin Tiefeng almost roared out the last sentence, his voice strong and full of an unshakable 威严. Li Wan, who had been with him for more than ten years, fell silent at this moment and didn't dare to laugh or speak. But in her gentle eyes, there was a lot of tenderness. Back then, it was precisely Lin Tiefeng's serious and persistent appearance that had deeply attracted her, making her marry the then - penniless "Iron Beast of the Lin Family" without hesitation, despite the opposition of her family and relatives. Facts had proven that her judgment was correct. This man had, with his strength and courage, built a world for her and silenced those who were waiting to see her make a fool of herself.
Regardless of the tender feelings welling up in his mother's heart, Lin Yu, who was deeply bowing his head, could hardly contain his ecstasy. He knew that he had successfully taken the first step on the path of seeking immortality and the Tao. Now, it was up to him to see how to proceed on the future path.
Early the next morning, as soon as the sky began to turn fish - belly white, Lin Yu and his father got up from their warm beds. However, the first thing they had to face was Li Wan's concerned nagging: "Really, I wanted to say this yesterday. Yu'er just got injured and is covered in wounds. How can he start cultivating today? Even if he wants to cultivate immortality and the Tao, there's no rush for a day or two. Can't we wait until Yu'er's wounds heal? Your father's cultivation technique is extremely harsh. Yu'er, you'd better start in a few days."
