The news of the Wang Family’s defeat at the Lin Clan had already spread throughout Azure River City.
But despite the strange rumors surrounding the Lin Clan, the Wang Family had not forgotten what mattered most.
The Young Generation Martial Competition was approaching.
The competition would determine the seven young cultivators who would receive the precious slots to enter the Secret Realm.
For the younger generation of Azure River City, it was an opportunity that could change their fate.
And the Wang Family had absolute confidence.
Inside the Wang Family’s main hall—
Wang Yue stood calmly before the Family Head and several elders.
Her expression was peaceful.
There was no trace of fear on her face.
One of the elders spoke.
“Yue’er, you’ve heard about what happened at the Lin Clan.”
Wang Yue nodded.
“I have.”
“Their elders are clearly not ordinary.”
Another elder frowned.
“That is what worries me.”
“The rumors surrounding that family are becoming more exaggerated every day.”
Wang Yue smiled faintly.
“Then let the rumors remain rumors.”
The elders looked at her.
Wang Yue’s expression became cold.
“The competition is for the younger generation.”
“Those elders won’t be participating.”
An elder nodded.
“That’s true.”
Wang Yue’s eyes flashed with confidence.
“Then what is there to fear?”
She slowly clenched her fist.
“If the Lin Clan sends their younger generation into the competition…”
Her voice became colder.
“I will kill them.”
The hall suddenly became silent.
Several elders looked at her in surprise.
One of them frowned.
“Yue’er, defeat is enough.
There is no need to—”
“No.”
Wang Yue interrupted him.
Her expression remained calm.
“They killed members of our Wang Family.”
“Now their younger generation wants to participate in the same competition as me.”
She raised her head.
“I won’t allow them to leave the arena alive.”
The Wang Family Head stared at his daughter for several seconds.
Then—
He laughed.
“Hahaha!”
The elders looked toward him.
The Family Head’s expression was filled with confidence.
“Let her do it.”
His eyes narrowed.
“The Lin Clan has already humiliated our Wang Family once.”
“If their younger generation is foolish enough to enter the competition…”
“Then let Yue’er teach them what happens when they provoke the Wang Family.”
“Young Miss Wang Yue is already at Foundation Establishment Realm Level 3.”
“Among the younger generation of Azure River City, who can possibly defeat her?”
Another elder laughed.
“Exactly.”
“Even if the Lin Clan has some hidden powerhouse among their elders, that has nothing to do with the competition.”
“The rules only allow cultivators twenty years old and below.”
The Wang Family Head nodded.
“Our Wang Family has prepared for this competition for a long time.”
“Wang Yue will secure one of the seven slots.”
He looked at his daughter.
“Yue’er.”
“Don’t worry about those rumors.”
“Go into the competition with confidence.”
Wang Yue nodded.
“I will.”
Her expression became even colder.
“And when I meet the Lin Clan’s younger generation…”
She paused.
A faint smile appeared on her lips.
“I’ll make sure they remember the name Wang Yue.”
Meanwhile—
The Lin Clan remained completely unaware of the conversation taking place inside the Wang Family.
Within the clan, everything was peaceful.
The younger generation continued cultivating.
Lin Chen and Lin Qing were focused on stabilizing their Foundation Establishment Realm Level 4 cultivation.
The eighteen other youths were also steadily cultivating at Foundation Establishment Realm Level 2.
The thirty newly awakened members were still becoming accustomed to their newly acquired Primordial Bodies, Spiritual Roots, and Bloodlines.
And the three princesses—
Lin Xin, Lin Wan’er, and Lin Shiyu— were as energetic as ever.
They had already begun proudly telling everyone that they were strong enough to protect the entire clan.
Lin Hao could only laugh whenever he heard them.
To him, the upcoming competition wasn’t particularly complicated.
The system had given him a mission.
Win the Young Generation Martial Competition.
The reward was—
15 Peak Mahayana Realm clan members.
That was all he cared about.
He had no idea that Wang Yue had already decided to kill every Lin Clan youth who entered the competition.
And the Wang Family had no idea what kind of younger generation the Lin Clan had prepared.
Both sides remained confident.
The Wang Family believed Wang Yue would crush the Lin Clan’s younger generation.
The Lin Clan simply believed they would win the competition.
Neither side knew just how far apart their expectations were.
Three days later.
Azure River City.
A massive bell suddenly rang throughout the entire city.
BOOOOOOM!
The sound shook the streets.
A majestic voice echoed across the city.
“By order of the City Lord’s Mansion!”
“The Azure River City Young Generation Martial Competition will officially begin in three days!”
“The registration period is now open!”
“All cultivators aged twenty and below who wish to participate may register at the City Lord’s Mansion!”
The entire city erupted into excitement.
“The competition is finally beginning!”
“Only three days!”
“Seven Secret Realm slots!”
“This is going to be incredible!”
Young cultivators from every established family began preparing.
The Wang Family was no exception.
Inside the Wang Family—
Wang Yue opened her eyes.
A cold smile appeared on her face.
“Three days…”
She stood.
“The Lin Clan’s younger generation…”
“Prepare yourselves.”
At the same time—
Inside the Lin Clan.
Lin Hao sat peacefully in his room.
The system suddenly appeared before him.
DING!
[Host.]
Lin Hao looked up.
“What?”
The system was silent for a moment.
Then—
[A new notification has arrived.]
Lin Hao frowned.
“What notification?”
The golden screen appeared.
His expression slowly changed.
[Tournament Registration Detected]
[Potential Opponent Detected]
[Name: Wang Yue]
[Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Realm Level 3]
[Intent: Kill the Lin Clan’s younger generation]
Lin Hao stared at the screen.
For the first time—
The smile disappeared from his face.
“She wants to kill my family’s children?”
The system answered.
[Correct, Host.]
Lin Hao’s eyes slowly narrowed.
Then—
A faint smile returned to his face.
“Interesting.”
He stood up.
“Let’s see…”
“Who will be the one leaving that arena alive.”