Chapter Thirty-Seven: Good Causes

  After this series of events, among the outer sect disciples, Ling Lin also became famous. Almost everyone knew that such a powerful guy had emerged, first defeating Bu Hong and then defeating Chu Xiao and others, who were well-known figures in the outer sect. However, when talking about this young man, almost everyone would sigh slightly, and no one looked up to him.

  Don't look at how prosperous he is now, it's because no Innate Realm expert has made a move against him yet. At this rate, it will be very difficult for anyone in the Martial Dao Realm to take him down. So, those Innate Realm experts should make their move soon, right?

  In a magnificent room on top of the five peaks of Qingyuan Sect.

  A young man wearing a yellow brocade robe, with a face similar to that of Shi Hong, listened to the words of an attendant below and suddenly burst into flames in his eyes. He slapped a palm on a table beside him.

  "Bang." The desktop surged with a wave of heat, and the seemingly extremely sturdy table suddenly split into four or five pieces under the young man's palm, with scorch marks at the cracks.

  "Hiss." Seeing this scene, the kneeling servant inhaled a breath of cool air. He knew that this table was made of an extraordinary metal, and even a martial artist at the Martial Way boundary might not be able to leave a mark on it with full force. Yet, in the young man's hands, it seemed as fragile as paper. It could be imagined how furious the young man was now. His own body seemed softer than this table. Thinking of this, the servant became even more terrified, and his body began to tremble.

  "Trash! A bunch of useless things, can't even take down a single martial artist. If it weren't for being recently entangled in this matter, there's no need to go through so much trouble." Thinking of this, Bu Fei Yang was again filled with rage, "Get out, tell them that if they can't kill that little brat, they might as well kill themselves!"

  This young man is Bu Hong's elder brother in the inner courtyard, Bu Feiyang!

  Gently rubbing the ring on his finger, a crimson light flashed by, and Bu Fei Yang's mouth curled up with a hint of madness. "When this treasure is fully nurtured, my own strength will increase by a huge margin. In the inner sect, there are still several who can be considered as opponents?" Suddenly, a figure flashed through his mind, and Bu Fei Yang's arrogant smile instantly disappeared, replaced by a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He muttered to himself: "Except for that pervert from Zi Xiao Peak."

  It's unclear whether it was because he had been missing for a month or if someone had helped him out, but Ling Lin discovered that he no longer needed to go to Tie Mu Lin to chop firewood. It seemed that there were also new disciples who had arrived and were doing the work there.

  However, Ling Lin, who had been practicing continuously for a long time, decided to go out and take a walk, and also to breathe some fresh air and relax himself. It's not good to lock oneself in a small room for a long time and practice bitterly.

  Although it has been about a month since I arrived at Qingyuan Sect, Ling Lin's stay here is only for a short period of time. Ling Lin wandered aimlessly and unknowingly returned to the front of Tiemulin again.

  Looking at the dense iron forest in front of him, Ling Lin had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. This was where he had stayed for the longest time. Moreover, it was precisely because he came to the Iron Forest that he would accidentally discover that mysterious pool and obtain the Purple Blood Sword. It was from here that his life took a drastic turn!

  "Ah!" A mournful cry pierced the silence of the iron forest, and at the same time, a low growl from a wild beast came.

  "There!" Ling Lin turned his head and judged the direction of the sound. Someone had encountered a fierce beast! In the next instant, his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was standing.

  "It's all over." Looking at the fierce beast pouncing on him again, Fang Xian let out a deep despair. In this godforsaken place, no one would come to save him. Closing his eyes, he thought of his father who had passed away early, his mother who had worked hard to raise him, and her joyful expression when she knew he could enter the legendary Qingyuan Sect. His heart was in agony. He didn't know if his elderly mother could withstand the huge blow when she learned of his death.

  I don't want to die!

  A strong sense of discontent filled his chest, and Fang Xian suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.

  "It's just an ordinary fierce beast of the Post-Heaven realm." Ling Lin looked at the giant tusky wild boar rushing wildly between the trees.

  In the next instant, Ling Lin's figure suddenly appeared in front of Fang Xian. At this time, the fierce beast's huge fangs were about to touch Ling Lin's body, and the rushing airflow blew his hair back on both sides. Fang Xian was terrified, he didn't know how a person had suddenly appeared in front of him, and just as he was about to remind his senior brother to be careful, he heard a loud shout: "Brute!"

  Immediately afterwards, an unforgettable scene in his life occurred.

  Ling Lin's expression was calm and peaceful. Now, for an ordinary fierce beast in the Martial Dao realm, he really couldn't muster up much interest. He simply and calmly pushed out a palm forward.

  "Boom." With a loud noise, a strong gust of wind blew in. Fang Xian quickly closed his eyes and silently prayed. As the gust passed, he suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw left him with an "O"-shaped mouth.

  The body of the wild boar, which was as thick as several men's arms, was knocked flying by the camera. In mid-air, a bright red liquid splattered out from its body.

  "A roar." The mournful roar had just begun when it suddenly stopped.

  "Thud." The wild boar's body heavily fell to the ground. After struggling with its four limbs a few times, it was completely silent. A moment later, a pool of blood gathered around its body, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.

  "Hiss." Watching this scene, Fang Xian widened his eyes and muttered: "Good... so strong." He actually slapped to death the ferocious beast that was comparable to the peak of martial arts with just one palm. Could it be Senior Brother of the Inner Sect! Fang Xian guessed, looking at Ling Lin's back with a feeling of reverence, and at the same time, a deep sense of gratitude echoed in his heart.

  "Let's get out of here first. The smell of blood can easily attract other ferocious beasts." Ling Lin turned around and said to Fang Xian, who looked a bit stunned after being frightened.

  "Eh, yeah, okay Brother Ling." Upon hearing Lin's words, Fang Xian finally snapped back to reality and hastily responded.

  "Hehe, I'm not a senior brother of the inner sect." Not far from Tielin, in front of a simple thatched hut, Linglin said with a smile. He saved this young man just as a casual move, after all, he had also stayed in Tielin for a period of time before, and seeing this young man was like seeing himself a month ago, naturally having a kind of intimacy.

  "I'm leaving, be more careful from now on and try not to go deep into the Ironwood Forest. It's better to chop wood in the outer areas. Although it's a bit tiring, at least you'll encounter fewer ferocious beasts." Ling Lin said to Fang Xian. He knew that compared to the outer areas, the black ironwood inside was easier to chop. However, the deeper one went into the Ironwood Forest, the greater the possibility of encountering ferocious beasts. And with Fang Xian's current strength at the sixth level of martial arts, if he encountered a ferocious beast, it would undoubtedly be a fatal outcome! If not for Ling Lin suddenly coming to this forest today, the young man in front of him would have already become food for the ferocious beasts.

  "Ah, brother taught is." Fang Xian nodded with a lingering fear. He also knew that he had indeed been too adventurous. At first, he was only chopping at the periphery and didn't dare to enter inside. But once while chopping, he accidentally discovered that the black iron wood inside was easier to chop. So he gradually developed thoughts. The first time he carefully entered, nothing happened, the second time also nothing happened, but by the third time, which is today, he immediately encountered a fierce beast and couldn't even run away.

  The gratitude in his heart grew stronger, Fang Xian raised his head, just about to thank Ling Lin again for saving his life, but found that the space in front of him was already empty. That senior brother was gone.

  "I still don't know what the senior brother's name is." Fang Xian secretly clenched his fist and whispered to himself: "The favor of being saved by senior brother, Fang Xian will remember it in his heart!"

  Ling Lin left, lightly and without a trace, just a casual gesture. He didn't even leave his name behind.

  Ling Lin didn't know. This casual act of kindness he had done this time would one day yield a good result that even he couldn't have imagined.