Cultivation begins in the endless sea.

Chapter 47 Returning After 6 Years

Two breaths are enough!

Lin Qing, riding on the Azure Lotus Sword, swiftly closed in, simultaneously letting out a loud shout.

"Go!"

Suddenly, a wisp of three-colored sword energy shot out, drawing an arc in the water, and in an instant it rushed to the front of the black pool!

"Ugh!"

Hei Tan's heart pounded wildly, his blood seemed to boil, and even the scales on his forehead glowed with a blood-red light. He subconsciously raised his hand to grab the three-colored sword energy!

"puff-"

The sword energy, like tattered cotton, pierced through the large, scaled hand and then "sizzled" against Hei Tan's forehead!

"Sizzle—"

The armor on his forehead held off the sword energy for half a breath, until finally the sword energy pierced through his skull, twisted inside Hei Tan's brain, and killed him!

However, the second-tier sea monster was already extremely powerful. Even after its physical body perished, it still maintained the instinctive reaction of tearing apart the spirit net.

"Sizzle—"

The first-grade superior spirit net was forcibly torn apart!

Clearly, unless Lin Shenghong repairs it, this magical artifact will be unusable.

Lin Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.

"call out-"

A burst of green light suddenly leaped out from Hei Tan's body and rushed into the distance at an extremely fast speed.

Lin Qing immediately pointed, and the Beast Taming Ring flew away automatically.

"Splash—"

The dark ring suddenly inhaled, and a powerful suction force directly swallowed the green mass and the surrounding seawater!

"Damn it!"

Hei Tan's primordial spirit let out an unwilling roar and disappeared into the Beast Taming Ring.

Only then did Black Tan truly perish!

Its physical body also began to crumble, starting from the giant fish tail and breaking apart little by little. From it, countless small black fish emerged, swimming around the corpse in the black pool three times before gradually crumbling and disappearing, turning into countless specks of sea evil and vanishing completely.

Only a few dark, stone-like objects remained of Hei Tan's body, scattered on the ground.

"This is?"

Lin Qing silently watched as Hei Tan's demonic power returned to the world after his death. He picked up the storage shell and the black stone that had fallen to the ground, and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"The remaining first-tier spiritual material after returning all of his demonic power to heaven and earth?"

"This thing is neither gold nor jade. I'm afraid we'll have to go back and ask our ancestor to find out what it really is."

Lin Qing picked up the storage shells belonging to Hei Gou and the others, and in a flash, he returned to the Three Star Conch Boat.

"senior…"

Bai Ling'er's face turned pale, her eyes filled with a mixture of respect and fear.

Although she hadn't seen the entire battle through the snail boat's ability to probe, she had.

However, in less than half a cup of tea's time, all nine of his light orbs were extinguished, which is enough to show that the young senior Lin in front of us is terrifyingly powerful!

No wonder I felt an undeniable pressure emanating from him when I first met him at the city gate.

……

Wanling, Luoyu Island.

"Kaiqian, Kaihua, you two use your golden needle technique to scatter the birds. Be careful, their claws may be poisonous."

"it is good."

Lin Kaihua is now fourteen years old, with a cultivation level of the second stage of Qi Refining. She has just grown up and is still wearing the clan's standard blue robe. Her long hair, which flows like a waterfall, is tied into a bun, with a jade hairpin inserted in the bun, which makes her bright eyes and white teeth stand out.

Lin Kaiqian was only twelve years old and had only reached the first level of Qi Refining, so he found it very difficult to use the Golden Needle Technique. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and refused to relax in the slightest.

Lin Kaishu, watching from the side, had a fine wisp of down on his upper lip. His cultivation level was the highest, but only at the third level of Qi Refining. He frowned slightly, discussing something with his two younger cousins:

"Look, could we do this to deal with these annoying birds?"

"First, use water congealing magic to create a giant mirror..."

Before Lin Kaishu could finish speaking, Lin Kaiqian's big eyes darted around, and he instantly understood, blurting out, "Then use the golden needles to reflect! Blind those hairy beasts!"

Lin Kaishu nodded approvingly, but Lin Kaihua did not immediately agree. Instead, he took out a bamboo stick and began to gesture on the ground.

"The area covered by the bald cypress tree is twenty acres."

"These poisonous birds circle at a height of about three zhang (approximately 13 meters), and fly at a low altitude of about two zhang (approximately 6 meters)."

"If the water mirror is too small, birds will flank us from both sides, and we will have wasted our efforts."

The bamboo branches were carefully drawn on the ground, and the three people's heads were huddled together.

Kai Shu frowned and added, "The flower field is rectangular, longer from north to south and narrower from east to west. One water mirror is definitely not enough."

"If we were to lay down a water mirror large enough, it would need to be over two and a half zhang long from north to south and over one zhang long from east to west. The three of us have limited cultivation, and if we make it too large, we're afraid we'll fail in less than half an hour."

Lin Kaiqian scratched the back of his head and winked at Lin Kaihua, realizing he hadn't thought that much about it before.

It was only after being reminded by the two that I realized I always habitually overlooked these details.

These details are the most crucial factors for success.

……

A wisp of pure spiritual energy slowly drifted out from the spirit-locking array in the cave, circled around Lin Canglan's dantian, and after a few breaths, Lin Canglan's long hair, black with a few strands of silver, slowly fell back onto his shoulders.

"Time truly flies when you're cultivating yourself; another year has passed in the blink of an eye."

Lin Canglan activated each of the communication talismans outside the cave. A slight disappointment welled up in his heart; Lin Qing hadn't returned yet…

Suppressing his inner distractions, Lin Canglan began to "review" the other information.

Three years ago, the Su family renovated Wanfu Market and spent a huge amount of spirit stones to set up a third-grade high-quality array. They also arranged for Su Jianfei, the number one Foundation Establishment cultivator, to oversee the market.

Therefore, the Lin family soon returned to Wanfu Lane.

This time, the Su family generously granted the Lin family of Wanling two slots for spirit shops.

Lin Qing had also provided some initial ideas about this matter in Lin Yunyue's planning jade slip.

After all, Lin Hexuan has been operating for many years. If the same fixed model is used for the post-disaster reconstruction, the results may not be satisfactory.

Female cultivators love beauty, while male cultivators seek strength.

This is especially true for markets like Wanfu Market, where low-level cultivators congregate.

Following this line of thought, Lin Yunyue figured out a way to establish a "Female Cultivator's Goodies" shop at the entrance of the market.

Low-grade beauty creams, skin-softening powders, elegant jade hairpins... everything was tailored to the female cultivators' preferences for appearance and skin nourishment. They also specially commissioned cultivators in the clan who were fond of miscellaneous studies to compile several cultivation side stories, such as "The Longing of Blossoming Flowers" and "The Flower Goddess's Tale of Honey Fragrance," which were quite popular among low-level female cultivators.

Looking at the well-organized plan in the jade slip, Lin Canglan couldn't help but show some admiration in his eyes. In particular, the request to develop the secret recipe for the Fallen Feather Flower drink made him think more highly of Lin Yunyue.

"They don't follow the old, outdated path of a general store; instead, they understand human nature better than us elders."

The next transmission talisman made him slightly purse his lips, clearly hesitant.

"Ancestor."

Gu Shang'an's deep, hoarse voice slowly traveled through the sound transmission talisman.

"This junior, Gu Shang'an, humbly requests permission from the venerable ancestor."

"I was fortunate enough to be taken in by the clan and married into the Lin family back then, and I will always be grateful to them."

"However, the events of Yunhe in the past were all caused by my juniors through a series of unfortunate coincidences. In the battle of the market, Shengshuang died protecting me!"

"Having survived to this day, these past few years have been filled with unease, both day and night."

"Now that the market has been revitalized, many talented young people have emerged in the clan. I, as a junior, feel deeply that remaining in the clan is nothing more than a wasteful idler waiting to die!"

"I humbly request the Ancestor to grant me permission to shed my identity as a Lin Clan cultivator, sever my clan affiliation, return to the mortal realm, and find a remote, secluded town to silently atone for my sins."

"I hope the Ancestor will grant my request."

Gu Shang'an spoke calmly, but Lin Canglan felt a deep wound being cut open.

"Ugh."

"Life is tough for everyone, no matter how difficult it is."

The next transmission talisman was the voice of Elder Lin Shengyuan.

"Ancestor, the Su Clan has sent word that they invite you and the clan leader to a gathering at the Su Clan's Qingyang Island on the fifteenth of next month!"

"It is said that the other eight ethnic groups were also invited to a banquet."

Lin Canglan's face darkened.

"Could it be... a meeting of the nine clans?"

A vague unease crept into my heart…

Lin Canglan had no intention of looking at the last few transmission talismans, but recalling the dramatic increase in the Lin family's population in recent years, including more than fifty new members of the Kai and Jian generations, plus the older generations of Lin family cultivators, the total number was more than one hundred and sixty.

"A thriving scene. This is inseparable from the hard work of Yunzhou and the Shen couple."

Lin Canglan sighed almost imperceptibly: "With Qing'er not here, I'd better keep a closer eye on things."

He listened in turn.

"The selection of the person to use the spiritual essence of Mount Ling, which is done once every ten years, is to be decided by the ancestors."

"Those who meet the cultivation requirements include Lin Yunlan and Lin Yunbai..."

The essence of Ling Mountain is crucial to whether one can reach the ninth level of cultivation before the age of sixty, making it the first watershed moment for Lin's disciples.

"Lin Yunpu's weapon-refining skills have reached a high level, and Sheng Hong believes he is capable of being put to good use, so he sent him to Wanfu Market for training."

Both Mr. and Mrs. Lin Shenghong were over a hundred years old. At this time, they passed on their skills in weapon crafting and spirit wine making to Lin Yunpu and Lin Yunyue. Apart from missing their son who had not returned home for a long time, they had no other regrets.

One pile, one piece.

The old man, alone in his cave, patiently and tirelessly read and replied to the questions…