Chapter 781: Chapter 781
"This person is at least at the level of Pluto, or even higher." The voice of the black jade suddenly appeared in Lin Yun's mind. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by NoveI~Fire.net
"At the Pluto level, merely hearing that name feels overwhelming. What sort of rank is this?" Lin Yun wondered, immersed in the Mysticism World, where he often found himself unaware of hierarchical distinctions that were common knowledge in the Lower Realm.
"Zen Masters have five tiers: Zen Practitioners, Evil Spirits... Each tier is divided into nine stages. Each level of cultivation requires immense effort. Only a rare few can reach the Pluto level, let alone the fabled Pluto and Nether King Pluto levels. Lin Yun's heart naturally murmured, 'You...' The suspended individual could see through Lin Yun's extraordinary potential. Moreover, Lin Yun's aptitude was enigmatic to the point that it was unfathomable, instilling both fear and admiration. For thousands of years, he hadn't encountered such a phenomenon. Whether Lin Yun's talent defied the heavens or was impossibly average, those with poor aptitude would not cultivate Zen Master skills. Hence, Lin Yun remained a mystery.
"You, young one, your aptitude is exceptional. I wish to accept you as my disciple to avoid wasting your talent. Today, I'll take you to the Mysticism World. Suspended individuals are people of overwhelming authority."
"Six days from now, Xuan Minjie will hold a ceremony to recruit disciples. Why would I go with you?" Lin Yun crossed his arms, indifferent to the looming confrontation against Nether King Xuan Kui.
"Very simple, because my connections are unfathomably vast. I am an overlord, ruling over a quarter of the grand societal realm. You should feel honored to be taken in as my disciple." The suspended man's tone brimmed with arrogance.
"Ah... Always claiming dominance! But how strong exactly are you?" Lin Yun smiled faintly.
"I am Xuan Kui of Pluto. I am ranked ninth strongest in the Pluto Kingdom. In Pluto's realm, there are no more than ten people who can defeat me." The suspended man's words carried an authoritarian presence.
"Not more than ten? Then you're saying some can beat you! I thought you were invincible," Lin Yun teased, his smile unyielding.
Nonetheless, Lin Yun's heart trembled slightly. Though he had merely stepped into the Evil Spirit stage, his mind was shocked by the sheer might of this figure. This man was truly extraordinary.
"You, youth, reckless and egotistical, yet fitting the standards of an old man's disciple!"
Xuan Kui arrogantly sized up Lin Yun. He expected Lin Yun to be intimidated by his name, kneeling to pay respect and beg to be taught. Who would have thought Lin Yun would instead rebuff him, showing defiance by turning his words around, like a blade?
"Where are you going?" Xuan Kui couldn't suppress his frustration. As a dominant figure of the grand societal realm, when had he ever suffered such indignity? To recruit a disciple, he was practically pleading with him. Were it not for Lin Yun withholding some unknown secret, Xuan Kui wouldn't have conceded to the idea of taking him under his wing.
Possessing a figure of Pluto's rank nearby made Lin Yun's heart feel conflicted a hundred times over. Yet, his priorities were unshaken. The Yang Family harbored deep-seated hostility against the Lin Family, and their countless schemes posed significant risks. Lin Yun was concerned that if he left, something unfavorable would undoubtedly befall the Lin Family. Thus, before departing, Lin Yun sought to resolve the Yang Family's troubles once and for all, ensuring enduring stability for the Lin Family.
To achieve this, Lin Yun needed a formidable figure to deter the Yang Family so they would not dare act against the Lin Family again. Lin Yun intended to seize this opportunity to crush the Yang Family under the guise of Nether King Xuan Kui's mentorship.
"In this Evil Ghost City, our Lin Family has a rival clan whom I intend to face to the bitter end," Lin Yun declared swiftly, without hesitation. His tone was resolute, carrying an air of finality akin to that of someone declaring death.
Xuan Kui's brows furrowed deeply, his anger barely contained. Observing Lin Yun's urgency and resolute aura, he instinctively prepared to face enemies with unwavering determination. Xuan Kui mused to himself: if Lin Yun were to be killed, he would miss out on an exceptional talent.
"Wait, if I help you resolve the Lin Family's enemies, would you agree to become my disciple?" Xuan Kui quickly intervened to block Lin Yun, worried Lin Yun might succumb to his recklessness.
In truth, resolving the matter of the Yang Family posed little difficulty for Lin Yun, but Lin Yun unwaveringly adhered to his gentle nature. Under the right circumstances, he would not spill unnecessary blood. Lin Yun aimed to utilize his powerful status to subdue the Yang Family, ensuring their respect and compliance in the future.
With a sly smile spreading across his lips, Lin Yun turned to face the suspended Xuan Kui. "Alright, if you can help me rein in the Yang Family, ensuring they stop bullying our Lin Family, and have all their assets transferred to us, the Lin Family would gain dominance in Tianqing City, absorbing the Yang Family's businesses as a subsidiary. If you can accomplish this, then it's settled."
Xuan Kui's brows knit tightly again, his anger surging. He doubted Lin Yun was truly so troublesome. For Xuan Kui, annihilating the Yang Family would be far easier, but who could have guessed Lin Yun proposed such a roundabout plan?
"Truly a headache. Eliminating them simplifies everything, doesn't it?" Xuan Kui snorted, visibly annoyed.
"Once the Yang Family is defeated, the Yang relatives in Dragon City would inevitably hold the Lin Family accountable. Even if they don't openly challenge us, they would still create covert obstacles for the Lin Family, jeopardizing our foothold in future business ventures. This enduring disaster could drag on without end." Lin Yun's analysis carried clarity and precision, placing order before all else.
"You, baby-faced youth, your insight is terrifyingly thorough. Quite the clever little brain." Xuan Kui appreciated Lin Yun's foresight.
"Now, in this case, what exactly do you want me to do?" Xuan Kui folded his arms, a faint sneer on his face.
Lin Yun stroked his chin thoughtfully, furrowing his brows for a moment before grinning. "Simple. You proclaim to the Yang Family that you're the Lin Family's ancestor from the Mysticism World, and that the Lin Family wields unparalleled strength in the Mysticism World. If the Yang Family dares oppose us henceforth, the entire clan will be eradicated. As part of this arrangement, have them transfer ownership of their business contracts to us, securing control of all their operations in Tianqing City."
"Ah, youth, this idea is marvelously cunning. Fine, we'll proceed as you suggest. Where is Yang Fu located?" Xuan Kui found Lin Yun's request reasonable and readily agreed.
"Follow me, I'll lead you there." Lin Yun's mood lightened, seeing that an immensely powerful figure had agreed to help him.
Xuan Kui grabbed Lin Yun by the waist, soaring forward mid-air in a flash. This sensation of high-altitude flight was a novel experience for Lin Yun. With no ground beneath his feet, he felt a chill and unease toward this boundless flight through the void.
"Stop looking around aimlessly. Show me where Yang Fu is." Xuan Kui snorted coldly, hovering over Heavenly Pavilion City at an altitude of 500 meters.
As Lin Yun looked down, the city's center revealed a sprawling mansion belonging to the Yang Family, concealed partially by mist yet occupying several thousand acres. The estate of Yang Fu was hailed as the pinnacle in Evil Ghost City, showcasing the Yang Family's colossal influence, a family regarded among the finest in the Lower Realm.
"Ah… So this is it, huh? This mansion was built luxuriously during its prime, yet it pales in comparison to the King's residence." Xuan Kui's face displayed disdain, clearly unimpressed by Yang Fu's extravagance.
"Compared to the Mysticism World, is anything from the Lower Realm even worth mentioning? Constructing such a grand estate over thousands of acres for Yang Fu might seem extravagant, but it's nothing but wasteful indulgence for the Yang Family. Now, take my Lin Family Mansion, occupying a mere eighty acres—during peaceful times, my father never invested in grandiose pavilions, towers, or gardens for vanity." Speaking of lavishness and excess, Lin Yun felt a trace of anger. In this lower realm, there were far too many impoverished souls struggling to feed themselves. As the rich grew richer, the poor sank deeper into despair. Despite being an aristocratic prince, Lin Yun harbored a kind heart, often dedicating himself to aiding those less fortunate.