Free Web NovelChapter 434: Chapter 430: Only One Result
Just as Yin Duwen’s voice fell, before Wenren Yuxin could even speak, Lin Hao suddenly moved.
CRACK!
Lin Hao abruptly shifted his body to the side, his right arm lashing out to crush the throat of a disciple behind him.
Wenren Feiming was stunned.
The matter of the twenty-three lives hadn’t even been resolved, yet Lin Hao dared to kill again right in front of Yin Duwen.
This was a blatant challenge to the elder’s authority.
One could only imagine the thunderous rage Yin Duwen was about to unleash.
Wenren Yuxin was also taken aback. She never would have thought Lin Hao would strike again at a time like this.
But she knew Lin Hao. He would never act without a reason.
Thus, Wenren Yuxin took a step back and remained silent.
"Lin Hao, you... You are too audacious, too lawless!" Yin Duwen pointed at Lin Hao, his entire body trembling with rage.
Facing Yin Duwen, a mocking smile touched Lin Hao’s lips. "Elder Yin, your acting skills are truly eye-opening."
"Even now, you still show no remorse!"
Lin Hao snorted coldly and raised his right hand. "Elder Yin, care to guess what this is?"
A silver, glittering needle had appeared in Lin Hao’s hand.
Yin Duwen’s expression shifted slightly upon seeing the needle.
"Don’t tell me you didn’t know that man was trying to kill me. Oh, what’s this? Seven-Breath Soul-breaking Fragrance." Lin Hao passed the needle under his nose, feigning surprise.
Seven-Breath Soul-breaking Fragrance was a potent poison. Its victims would die violently within seven breaths—an incredibly vicious toxin.
The needle was coated with Seven-Breath Soul-breaking Fragrance. The intent was clearly to take Lin Hao’s life.
Lin Hao could sense it, so an elder of the Saint Institute could certainly sense it too. Yet, he had tried to condemn Lin Hao without a second thought. His objective was obvious.
"Elder Yin, your actions are hardly fair!" Wenren Yuxin spoke up, her tone hostile.
The Seven-Breath Soul-breaking Fragrance was infamous. The attacker’s methods had been so skillful that even she hadn’t noticed. If Lin Hao hadn’t detected it himself, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"I did see him make a move, but I didn’t know he would be so malicious as to use a poison like Seven-Breath Soul-breaking Fragrance. He truly deserved to die. Let’s drop this matter, but what about those twenty-three lives?" Yin Duwen, faced with physical evidence and left with nothing to say, quickly changed his tune.
If one looked closely, one could see a trace of unwillingness deep in Yin Duwen’s eyes.
He had clearly seen Lin Hao turn his body. Logically, the poisoned needle should have been long gone, which was why he had made his move. He never expected the needle to have already fallen into Lin Hao’s hand.
He had no idea how Lin Hao had done it.
’For those I cannot control,’ Yin Duwen usually had only one solution: ’destruction!’
"Anyone who wants to kill me must be prepared to be killed by me. I don’t care who they are; there is only one outcome—death!" Lin Hao declared, his killing intent surging.
At this very moment, Lin Hao made no effort to hide his murderous intent as he met Yin Duwen’s gaze.
Seeing Lin Hao’s overpowering presence, even Yin Duwen was startled. Lin Hao was like an ancient, ferocious tiger that had just awakened, ready to choose its prey and devour it.
Faced with Lin Hao’s immense might, Yin Duwen subconsciously took a step back.
Yin Duwen immediately realized what he’d done, and his face burned with shame.
He had seen all sorts of situations, but to be intimidated into retreating by the aura of a mere Saint Institute disciple was an utter humiliation.
’No matter what, this boy must not be allowed to live!’ Staring at Lin Hao, Yin Duwen’s killing intent flared.
"Elder Yin, I saw everything that happened here with perfect clarity." Duan Wushuang’s voice suddenly rang out, though she was nowhere to be seen. "Lin Hao gave them two chances, but unfortunately, they didn’t know to cherish them. If it were me, I would have struck to kill on the second chance."
"Let this matter be dropped. The Six Institutes’ Martial Competition is imminent, and representatives from the major divine sects will soon arrive with their disciples. We should be making preparations."
"As for you, Lin Hao, rest well tonight. The Saint Institute disciples who have been away will return tomorrow. It will be time for you to challenge a disciple of the Holy Stele."
After saying this, Duan Wushuang’s voice vanished.
Yin Duwen was initially displeased, but when he heard her last words, he smiled.
Tomorrow, Lin Hao would challenge a master from the Holy Stele. He had absolutely no chance of winning.
’Besides, the disciples of the five great divine sects are proud and arrogant; perhaps they can be used. I shouldn’t waste my time here.’
Having thought this through, Yin Duwen flicked his sleeve, soaring straight up like a Golden Roc and vanishing from sight in an instant.
"Brother Lin, you’re incredible!" As soon as Yin Duwen left, Wenren Feiming went up to Lin Hao, his face filled with adoration.
Within the Saint Institute, Lin Hao was probably the only person who dared to openly contradict Elder Yin like that.
And the crucial part was, Elder Yin could do nothing to him.
At that moment, however, Lin Hao shook his head, his expression somewhat dazed.
He had just heard Duan Wushuang say that the disciples from the major divine sects were about to arrive at the Saint Institute, and a name suddenly surfaced in his mind.
His former fiancée, Lu Dieyi.
The first time he met Lu Dieyi, Lin Hao was merely at the Third Layer of the Blood Coagulation Realm and possessed no bloodline. Back then, Lu Dieyi was the pride of her generation, a genius with the strength of the Ninth Layer of the Blood Coagulation Realm. Even the Lin family Patriarch of that time dared not be impudent in her presence and had to show her the utmost respect.
’It’s been almost a year now. I wonder what her cultivation level is.’
’Back then, Lu Dieyi was dead set on bringing me to the Proud Moon Sect, and her motive was obvious. I wonder what she’ll think when we meet again and she sees my current cultivation level?’
Thinking of the expression Lu Dieyi might have, a strange sense of satisfaction flashed through Lin Hao’s heart.
"Miss Wenren, Feiming, I have a challenge to face tomorrow, so I won’t be able to catch up with you. We can talk about everything after tomorrow." The thought that he could finally vent the anger he had suppressed for nearly a year made Lin Hao feel a faint sense of excitement. The most important thing now was to prepare properly for tomorrow.
Wenren Yuxin saw the look on his face and seemed to guess what he was thinking. She nodded, indicating that he could go ahead.
Lin Hao nodded and turned to walk toward his residence in the back.
By the wooden gate of the courtyard, Yang Peng and Ling Xiao stood on the left and right. Seeing Lin Hao approach, they quickly pulled the gate open for him.
They had just finished cultivating. Although they didn’t know what had happened, they could guess a thing or two from the scene outside.
"Very good." Lin Hao glanced at the two of them, a smile appearing on his face.
At this moment, Ling Xiao’s cultivation had reached the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Elemental Realm, just one step away from the Soul Gathering Realm. Yang Peng’s progress was even more impressive; his cultivation had soared directly from the Fifth Layer of the Elemental Realm to the Eighth Layer of the Elemental Realm!
Furthermore, the True Essence within their bodies was far more powerful and robust than that of others at the same level.
How could Lin Hao not be pleased?
"Sis, everyone’s gone. Still looking?" Wenren Feiming teased when he saw Wenren Yuxin’s beautiful eyes still gazing in that direction.
"Feiming, you should try to get closer to Lin Hao in the future," Wenren Yuxin said without turning around.
"Why?"
"Yang Peng’s cultivation has reached the Eighth Layer of the Elemental Realm!"
THUMP!
Wenren Feiming fell and landed right on his butt.
Before Lin Hao returned, Yang Peng was only at the Fifth Layer of the Elemental Realm. To suddenly soar three whole layers—he naturally knew who was responsible for that.
