Myth Beyond Heaven

Yun Lintian felt he wouldn't be able to maintain his calm appearance if he stayed here further. He casually waved his hand and said. "Let's go back. I have something to do."

Yang Chen hurriedly responded. "Alright." He paused for a moment and turned to Fei Mao. "This brother…."

"Fei Mao. My name is Fei Mao. I'm number one little brother of Brother Yun." Fei Mao recovered from his previous shock and was hurriedly introduced.

"Fat Cat?" Yang Chen was stunned for a moment and looked at Fei Mao weirdly… His parents must hate him to name him like this.

As if he perceived the trace of sympathy in Yang Chen's eyes, Fei Mao immediately understood what the former thinks. He quickly changed the topic. "If you are looking to repair your weapon, you can look for me at any time, Brother Yang."

Seeing Yang Chen's puzzled expression, Yun Lintian said. "He's a soon-to-be forging grandmaster. You can use him as you want. He will be happy to help you."

Yang Chen was surprised and said. "Then I'll definitely trouble Brother Fei in the future."

The three of them exchanged a few words and returned to their respective residences.

When Yun Lintian arrived at his residence with Linlin in his arms, he saw Long Feiyan standing nearby the stream and looked at him without blinking her eyes.

Recalling the unpleasant meeting last time, Yun Lintian knew he used too much of his strength caused Long Feiyan to fall unconscious. He smiled awkwardly and greeted her. "What are you doing here, Third Sister?"

Long Feiyan did not reply to his question but said. "We will fight again. Next time, I will defeat you."

A wry smile appeared on Yun Lintian's face. "Can we not fight, Third Sister?"

Long Feiyan shook her head. "No. This is important to me." Following that, she turned around and walked back to her residence, leaving Yun Lintian standing confusedly.

Important? Yun Lintian looked Long Feiyan's back in doubt.

"She has her own reason to do this." At this moment, Jiang Yingyue walked out of Yun Lintian's residence after settling Lin Zixuan. She arrived a few steps away from Yun Lintian and said. "Her family's situation is not good right now. She needs to get stronger as fast as she can."

"Her family? What kind of trouble the Long clan is currently encountering, Big Sister Yingyue?" Yun Lintian remembered the Long clan was extremely powerful, a bit inferior to the nine palaces. What situation were they currently in to make Long Feiyan become this desperate?

Jiang Yingyue raised her head to look at the sky and slowly explained. "As you can see, Feiyan's bloodline is not ordinary. Naturally, many people are coveting it. This including of the Myriad Pill Palace."

"Myriad Pill Palace?" Yun Lintian was surprised slightly… What the heck? All the palaces in the Central Continent are villains?

Jiang Yingyue asked. "You're a spirit doctor yourself. You should understand how precious bloodline is. Especially the high-rank bloodline."

Yun Lintian's brows involuntarily creased together. "Don't tell me they want to make a bloodline pill?" Seeing Jiang Yingyue nod her head, Yun Lintian immediately blurted out. "Ridiculous! They don't know that it's impossible to let people inherit bloodline by taking the pill?"

Yun Lintian was well-aware of the so-called bloodline pill. According to the Record of Life, there were only two ways to inherit a bloodline. First, inherited through copulation. As long as the female was pregnant, their descendant would eventually inherit the bloodline. However, the chance was slim for the different races.

The second method was forcibly infused with the origin blood as Yun Lintian did. This method was insanely risky, and the chance of success was below one percent — unless they had a special physique or a profound vein as Yun Lintian's. Not to mention who would give away the origin blood?

Jiang Yingyue did not give any comment on this, she continued. "The Myriad Pill Palace keeps waiting. They are waiting until the Long clan becomes weaker due to the lack of a new descendant… And the time has come. The current Long clan's patriarch, Feiyan's grandfather, Long Jin, is about to reach the end of his lifespan. He has ten years left at most. The moment he fell, the Myriad Pill Palace will launch their operation right away."

Yun Lintian felt his original big head had become bigger again. He was sure the reader might scold the author to dead by now for giving them too much info... What the hell is this? So many things happened at the same time.

He didn't know how to organize the priority of these matters anymore. Right now, he genuinely needed a proper rest to think more clearly about this.

Jiang Yingyue noticed Yun Lintian's tired expression. She didn't continue on the topic further and said. "How about taking a rest at my house?"

Since Lin Zixuan had occupied Yun Lintian's residence, there was no place for him to stay.

Yun Lintian shook his head and said. "Thank you, Big Sister Yingyue. I'll find a place nearby to settle in."

Jiang Yingyue nodded and walked toward her residence.

Yun Lintian looked around for a while and found a place nearby the stream to set up a tent. After arranging everything, he put Linlin on the bed and carefully checked her condition. There was no significant injury on Linlin's body, but somehow she fell unconscious for a long time. He didn't know what to do to wake her up and could only let her sleep like this.

As Yun Lintian lied down beside her, Linlin suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Yun Lintian confusedly. "Big Brother Yun…"

Yun Lintian hurriedly looked at her and said with concern. "Wake up? Did you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Linlin shook her head and snuggled into Yun Lintian's arms. "I'm scared to death. I thought Big Brother Yun got blasted into nothingness by that hateful man."

Yun Lintian stroked her back and tried to comfort her. "How could it be possible? Your big brother is tougher more than you think. Don't you know that?"

"Mhm!" Linlin responded and buried her head in Yun Lintian's chest.

"You little clingy." He shook his head helplessly and lied down on the bed, falling into deep contemplation.