Chapter 1827: Chapter 1824: Overbearing
The Heavenly Nether Sect is not simple. Within a thousand miles around, it is the largest sect power. Even if the Three Great Families of Netherworld City join forces, they are no match for the Heavenly Nether Sect.
Heavenly Nether Sect, Xu Wendong also has an impression.
He once heard that Lin Feng’s brother, Lin Dong, is cultivating in the Heavenly Nether Sect.
It’s uncertain whether Lin Dong will participate in this time’s competition for the Nether Pool.
However, no matter what, Xu Wendong has made up his mind, he must enter the Nether Pool.
To find the Three-Life Stone, apart from gathering information from various sources, one’s own strength is the key.
The Nether Pool can enhance cultivation level, how could he let such an opportunity slip away?
"Elder, don’t worry, I have my ways to deal with it," Xu Wendong said with a smile. As he was speaking, he unconsciously reached out, unexpectedly feeling a moistness.
Well, well!
Lin Yin is truly ferocious like a wolf, just a while ago she was begging for mercy, yet now she has returned to being so enthusiastic.
"Don’t call me Elder, call me Yin’er..." Lin Yin’s pretty face flushed, the blush spreading from her cheeks all the way to her ears, like a delicate peach blossom blooming quietly in the spring.
Her delicate body trembled, clearly feeling the strong and powerful movement of Xu Wendong’s fingers.
"Annoying..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the room plunged again into an amorous atmosphere.
A fierce battle unfolded once more, as if it was a warm-up for Xu Wendong’s journey to Ancient Pan Mountain the next day.
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The next morning, as the morning light first appeared, the gentle rays had not yet completely dispelled the coolness of the night.
Xiao Die hurriedly came, with a bit of urgency in her expression, to Xu Wendong’s residence to notify him.
Hearing this, Xu Wendong tidied up his attire briefly and headed straight towards the Lin Family Hall.
At this moment.
The main hall of the Lin Family was solemn and austere, with candle flames flickering inside, light and shadow dancing on the walls.
The Lin Family Patriarch, Lin Zhen Tian, had been waiting there, his posture upright, his expression steady, and his eyes radiating the authority of a superior.
In front of him stood neatly the nine young members of the Lin Family, all in vigorous postures, some with serious expressions, some with a faint look of anticipation and excitement.
Every time there is a contest at Ancient Pan Mountain, the families always send their young members.
Because they understand that such opportunities can only bring more hope for the family’s future if given to capable young people.
Xu Wendong walked into the hall with steady steps.
Instantly, all eyes in the hall turned to him like spotlights.
"Humph, what an important demeanor, making so many of us wait for you alone!" Second Elder Lin Kuohai snorted coldly, his voice squeezed out through gritted teeth, full of displeasure.
His brows furrowed, and a gleam of cold light flashed in his eyes, with a hint of killing intent.
Seventh Elder Lin Yin, seeing this scene, couldn’t help but furrow her pretty brows, displeased with Lin Kuohai.
Xu Wendong was her man. The lingering affection between them yesterday made her completely immerse herself in that extreme pleasure.
She softly said, her voice gentle yet with undeniable firmness, "Second Elder, have you waited long? I remember you just arrived as well?"
This seemingly understated remark was like a sharp dagger, stabbing directly at Lin Kuohai.
"Lin Yin, what do you mean?" Lin Kuohai instantly bristled with rage, his face turning red like a ripe tomato.
He glared at Lin Yin with wide eyes and shouted loudly, "Waiting for a junior as a senior, does that sound right?"
The angry voice echoed in the spacious hall, buzzing, causing a slight ache in everyone’s ears.
Among the nine young members of the Lin Family, Lin Feng stood at the front, as if the stars surrounded the moon.
His posture was upright, his expression grim, and the eight people behind him followed closely, their eyes full of coldness like the cold wind of winter.
"Lin Mo is late, please punish him, Family Head," Lin Feng said unceremoniously, his tone carrying a hint of irresistible force.
Lin Zhen Tian slightly furrowed his brows, thinking that Lin Feng’s branch was acting too hastily.
In dealing with Xu Wendong, they were leaving no stone unturned.
"Please punish Lin Mo, Family Head!" The young members one by one cupped their hands and spoke in unison. They were all Lin Feng’s confidants, naturally standing firmly on Lin Feng’s side at the moment.
But the more they did so, the more displeased Lin Zhen Tian felt inside.
He was inwardly annoyed, wondering if the head of the Lin family was Lin Feng or him?
Seeing this, Xu Wendong remained calm, took a few steps forward.
His gaze was sharp, scanning over everyone, as if it could see into people’s hearts. Then the corners of his mouth slightly lifted, revealing a hint of disdain as he asked, "What time was the agreed-upon time?"
"There’s still an hour left until then." Lin Yin responded quickly, immediately adding.
She was quick-witted, instantly understanding Xu Wendong’s intention.
"That’s right, there’s still an hour left until the agreed-upon time." Lin Zhen Tian also showed a slightly inscrutable smile.
If it weren’t for Xu Wendong’s reminder, he wouldn’t have noticed.
The agreed time indeed hadn’t arrived yet, so naturally, Xu Wendong couldn’t be considered late.
The expressions of Lin Feng and his group instantly froze, as if doused with a bucket of cold water, awkwardness spreading across their faces.
However, Second Elder Lin Kuohai was still furious, trembling with anger, his fists clenched tightly, and yelled, "Even if there’s still an hour, everyone else is already here, so why is he late? This is obviously disrespecting elders, he should be punished!"
"It’s none of my business that you came early," Xu Wendong sneered, with a hint of mockery in his smile, "Instead of being aggressive here, you might as well go check on your grandson, he should still be lying in bed, right?"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a heavy bomb exploding in the hall, stirring up a storm.
Lin Kuohai was so angry that smoke seemed to emanate from his head, veins bulging on his forehead like angry earthworms.
Xu Wendong’s words poked right at his sore spot.
"You’re courting death!" Lin Kuohai was furious, ready to act when words failed him.
He moved as if to pounce on Xu Wendong.
But just then, Lin Zhen Tian lightly coughed, and instantly, a powerful aura surged out like a mighty tide, overwhelming.
This strong aura was like an invisible mountain, directly suppressing Lin Kuohai.
"Second Elder, are you planning to kill someone in my presence?" Lin Zhen Tian coldly snorted, with endless authority in his voice.
Lin Kuohai’s face instantly stiffened, as if he had been immobilized.
Though his heart was full of unwillingness, the current family head of the Lin Family was still Lin Zhen Tian, and he couldn’t act recklessly.
He had no choice but to withdraw, secretly noting this in his heart.
Lin Zhen Tian waved his hand, his expression calming as he continued, "In this Ancient Pan Mountain contest, besides the Three Great Families of Netherworld City, there are also disciples from the Heavenly Nether Sect participating, and among them, there is someone from the Lin Family."
Lin Feng’s lips curled into a barely noticeable smile of triumph.
He knew well that the Lin family member Lin Zhen Tian spoke of was his brother, Lin Dong!