“I am Lin Yangyang, the shopkeeper of Lin. Is Your Excellency the Demon Slayer sent by the government?”
Lin Yangyang cupped her fists in greeting and spoke first.
“Precisely.”
The Demon Slayer stood proudly. “I am Zhao Zhiming, a civilian Demon Slayer.”
Lin Yangyang tentatively asked, “Was that demon just now slain by you?”
“No.”
Demon Slayer Zhao Zhiming shook his head, his gaze fixed on Lin Chuan. “This matter, I’m afraid, you’ll have to ask your younger brother.”
“Why ask me?”
Lin Chuan looked bewildered.
Zhao Zhiming smiled and said, “Among everyone present, only you and I are Cultivators. If the demon wasn’t killed by me, then it was naturally killed by you.”
Lin Yangyang was stunned.
What?
My brother is a Cultivator?
“Lin! Chuan! What’s going on?!”
A younger brother is still a younger brother. As an older sister with Bloodline suppression, Lin Yangyang subconsciously activated her questioning mode.
“Uh—”
Lin Chuan hadn’t planned to hide his Cultivation for too long. He had intended to find a suitable time to reveal it, but he didn’t expect the talkative Demon Slayer to expose him.
“Sister, I am indeed a Cultivator, but I’ve only just started Cultivating. I definitely don’t have the ability to kill demons.”
“Could it be that the demon committed suicide?”
Zhao Zhiming frowned.
Becoming a Cultivator is a glorious thing, yet this Lin Chuan was trying every means to conceal it, unwilling to admit it. Could he have a guilty conscience?
Could he be a Demonic Path Cultivator?
Zhao Zhiming pointed at the demon on the ground.
“This demon is called Wall Shadow, the lowest-ranked demon on the Myriad Demon Scroll. Its nature is to covet treasures, which is why it targeted the nearby merchant caravan.”
“The strength of this Wall Shadow is equivalent to a Human Race Cultivator in the Meridian Opening Realm. It’s very weak, but to kill it in one blow, one would need at least Ascension Realm strength.”
The first three realms of Cultivation are Qi Nurturing, Meridian Opening Realm, and Ascension Realm.
Only when all twelve Cultivation Spiritual Veins within the body are fully opened can one freely control their body and achieve flight.
Flight is the symbol of the Ascension Realm.
Zhao Zhiming was an Ascension Realm Demon Slayer.
“Enough.”
Zhao Zhiming gave Lin Chuan a deep look. “I will take the Wall Shadow’s corpse back to the government. As for how to handle the remaining matters, the government will decide.”
With that, Zhao Zhiming left without looking back.
Everyone’s gaze in the area converged on Lin Chuan, especially Lin Yangyang’s, which was like burning flames, scorching Lin Chuan’s skin.
The other members of Lin were astonished and awestruck.
The young shopkeeper is actually a Cultivator?
This made them feel a sense of pride, and their confidence increased by a few points.
Only Lin Chuan felt overwhelmed. The troublesome demon was dead, but he had fallen into an even greater storm?
If the Wall Shadow demon wasn’t killed by the government’s Demon Slayer Zhao Zhiming, then who killed it?
What was the motive of the person behind it?
“Indeed, once one embarks on the Cultivation path, trouble will follow.”
As the soldiers come, the generals will block; as the water comes, the earth will cover. Lin Chuan could only take one step at a time.
“Chuan’er, come into the sedan chair.”
Lin Yangyang abandoned her horse and entered the sedan chair, calling Lin Chuan to join her.
Since his sister knew about his Cultivation, Lin Chuan decided to be completely honest. Aside from the astonishing System, there was no need to hide the matter of Cultivation.
“Chuan’er, when did you start Cultivating?”
Inside the sedan chair, Lin Yangyang went straight to the point.
“Less than ten days ago.”
“Why did you hide it from me?”
“It wasn’t intentional, Sister. It’s just that I’m still new to Cultivation and didn’t dare to speak rashly.”
“That, Chuan’er…”
As she spoke, a blush suddenly appeared on Lin Yangyang’s pretty face, and her demeanor changed from a stern, mother-like elder sister to a shy maiden.
Several question marks slowly appeared above Lin Chuan’s head.
“Sister, are you alright?”
It had been years since he had seen his sister make such an expression.
“Chuan’er, I know saying this is very presumptuous, but Sister truly yearns for it. I’ve yearned for it since I was little.”
“Sister, what exactly do you want to say?” Lin Chuan was completely bewildered.
“Your… that… can you give it to Sister?”
Lin Yangyang lowered her head.
“That? Which ‘that’?”
Lin Chuan was confused. Was this the sister he knew? Could she have been possessed by a demonic creature?
“It’s the Cultivation method! I… I want to Cultivate too.”
Lin Yangyang’s face was flushed red as she blurted it out.
“Ah? That’s all?”
Lin Chuan couldn’t help but laugh. “Even if Sister didn’t ask, I would naturally have taught you the method.”
After all that, he thought it was something much more outrageous.
“Chuan’er, you agree?”
Lin Yangyang hugged Lin Chuan, overjoyed.
“We’re biological siblings. What’s a mere Cultivation method?”
Lin Chuan said faintly, “Sister, in your eyes, am I really such a stingy person?”
“No, no.” Lin Yangyang waved her hands repeatedly, looking embarrassed. “I just had a tiny bit of worry, you see.”
Cultivation methods are too precious.
How many fathers and sons have turned against each other, and how many brothers have become enemies because of them? Lin Yangyang was truly afraid.
Afraid of not gaining the Cultivation method and also losing her closest younger brother, ending up with nothing.
Lin Chuan suddenly realized.
His sister’s past strictness was all an act; deep down, she was still a girl, sometimes very cute.
It was only to support this family and protect Lin’s business that she had no choice but to maintain a cold demeanor all day long.
On top of the carriage.
The large crow grumbled, “Humans are truly complex beings, so wishy-washy, not at all straightforward.”
“Listening to them talk makes me want to die of anger, boring, boring.”
“The recording stone of this Lin Chuan should have been brought back to Yunmeng Ancient Forest. I hope Master makes a decision soon.”
It never believed that a mere Human Race Cultivator who had just embarked on the Cultivation path would be the husband its Master was looking for.
The caravan turned back in the night and returned to You Shui County.
Lin Chuan imparted the Cultivation method accompanying the Burning Silence Sword Art to his sister, Lin Yangyang.
“Since I’m so talented, I’m sure Sister won’t be too far behind.”
For ordinary Cultivators, sensing Spiritual Qi takes more than half a month, not to mention drawing Qi into the body, allowing the body to adapt, and making the Spiritual Qi circulate completely within the body.
Typically, this process takes more than three months.
And that’s under the guidance of a Master.
Those who can complete these steps within half a month are considered a Genius.
Lin Chuan, however, didn’t even take half a day. Calling him an unparalleled Genius wouldn’t be an exaggeration. A sister born from the same mother naturally wouldn’t be much worse.
This was Lin Chuan’s confidence!
After teaching Lin Yangyang the Cultivation method and fabricating a plausible story, Lin Chuan returned to his bedroom, ready to enter Ru Meng.
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Yunmeng Ancient Forest.
Information about ‘Lin Chuan’ was constantly being sent to Mo Sangyu.
Mo Sangyu was delighted by this, browsing through the various pieces of information with her daughter, little Ru Meng, but unfortunately, none of them matched.
Another recording stone was opened.
Looking at the scene projected by the recording stone, Mo Sangyu’s heart pounded.
“It’s him!”
“Is it Papa?”
Little Ru Meng’s eyes widened too.
The young man in the recording stone bore a seven-tenths resemblance to the man in her memory, lacking some of the domineering demeanor of the peerless Sword God, and possessing more youthful innocence.
“Husband, it’s Husband! I finally found you!”
“In this life, I will never miss you again.”
Mo Sangyu picked up her daughter. “Come, Mengmeng, let’s go find Papa.”
Little Ru Meng laughed happily, “Yay! Going to find Papa!”