Chapter 782: Chapter 782
"I, Benqiang, do not understand your Lower Realm thinking. Who is Yang Fu's master?" Xuan Kui asked coldly.
"Yang Fu's master is Yang Kun, while the young master is Yang Xiao. However, it's estimated that Yang Xiao is currently away from home. You may call Yang Kun," Lin Yun responded briskly, saying it all in one breath.
"Yang Kun, alright. I'll summon him." Xuan Kui appeared in the courtyard, causing the guards there to suddenly freeze, their expressions changing drastically. These two people suddenly materializing seemed like magic. Who wouldn't be shocked?
"Who are you? Are you evil entities?" The guard immediately noticed the two figures appearing and became terrified, pointing a long spear at Xuan Kui and Lin Yun.
"Summon Yang Kun. I want to see him." Xuan Kui completely ignored the guard's inquiries and defiance. He was domineering, treating the people in his surroundings with utter disregard.
"Damn it! You think you can demand to see Master Yang Fu just like that?" The guard bravely confronted Xuan Kui. Xuan Kui sneezed and didn't seem to take any action, but his eyes glimmered brighter than before. He fixed his gaze on the guard for a moment. Suddenly, there was a loud roar as the guard was sent flying, blood spraying from his body. Within seconds, his veins ruptured, and blood flowed from seven orifices before he collapsed to the ground.
With just one glance, he had killed Yang Fu's guard. Lin Yun and the other guards were terrified, staring at Xuan Kui as if looking at a monster.
"Monster, he's a monster!"
Xuan Kui merely stood there, smirking coldly. Killing a man was no different to him than squeezing an ant. He didn't even move from his spot.
"Quickly... go inform the master of the mansion. Tell him someone is causing a stir in Yang Fu. Deputy Captain Achang must be notified immediately. The guard commander is dead. He was the older brother of the guards. Naturally, everyone listens to him."
"Understood..." One of the guards quickly rushed to inform Great Mansion Chief Achang Yang Kun.
Xuan Kui dragged Lin Yun over to the pavilion and sat down. Xuan Kui calmed down, closed his eyes, and waited for Yang Kun's arrival. The guards only dared to encircle Xuan Kui and Lin Yun outside the pavilion, but no one dared to take a single step closer. The scene of the guard commander's demise was fresh in everyone's minds, and none of them wanted to meet the same fate.
After a while, an angry voice rang out from the courtyard: "Who dares cause trouble in my Yang Fu? Do you think you are an Arhat?"
"Yang Ah, it's not very cordial of you to come here ," Lin Yun stepped forward and said with a smile. This update ıs available on novel·fiɾe·net
When Yang Kun saw Lin Yun smiling happily, his face instantly twisted in fury, his brows furrowing deeply. In his heart, he thought, Lin Yun is still alive.
Xiao'er didn't kill him in that duel?
Yang Xiao had never admitted to Yang Kun that he had failed to kill Lin Yun. On the one hand, he feared Yang Kun would blame him for his incompetence. On the other hand, Yang Xiao was someone who cared deeply about his pride. Having failed to kill Lin Yun, he couldn't bring himself to report the truth to his father.
"Nephew Lin, how did you break into my Yang Mansion today?" Though Yang Kun was seething with anger, he maintained a cold smile, as he knew Lin Yun must have come bearing grim intentions.
"I've come alone under pressing circumstances. Today, I wish to discuss a major matter between the Lin Family and the Yang Family with Uncle Yang." Lin Yun looked directly at Yang Kun, his face still carrying a calm smile, exuding a bold and unflinching spirit.
"While discussing major matters between the Lin Family and the Yang Family, was it necessary to murder one of our guards?" Yang Kun deliberately snorted, clearly enraged. Human lives were meaningless to him, but what mattered most was the insult to his dignity.
"Hold on a second. Was the guard but an ant? Killing him was merely a means to request an audience with you." Xuan Kui sneered coldly as his voice cut through the air like wintry ice. His tone alone was enough to send chills down everyone's spine.
Yang Kun kept a steady gaze on Xuan Kui but dared not directly confront him, for Xuan Kui's strength was unfathomable, utterly inscrutable. If he acted rashly, he feared provoking this eerie figure.
As Xuan Kui spoke, Yang Kun didn't even dare to interrupt. He could only reply submissively to Xuan Kui: "Elder, or perhaps senior figure, it is easy to deal with matters in my family. I merely require a clear statement of intent. If not, even if he murders Yang Fu, I cannot accept it willingly."
"Enough. You're not qualified to speak this way. Instead, face my descendant, Lin Yun, and allow me to assist his cause. From this moment forward, Yang Fu's entire Business Team will be handed over to Lin Xingfu, along with all their revenues in Yunfu. If you fail to comply, you will bring the Yang Mansion to ruin today." Xuan Kui waved his wide sleeve grandly, commanding an overwhelming aura, his words utterly uncompromising.
Hearing this, Yang Kun's heart sank entirely, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. If the Yang Family's business were handed over to the Lin Family, Yang Fu would lose its standing in this Lower Realm dominion. Thousands of years of the Yang Family's legacy would be destroyed under his stewardship. How could he possibly be willing?
"Unthinkable!" spouted Yang Kun, drawing a sword gleaming green in his hand. This sword was both beautiful and deadly. Yang Kun leapt toward the pavilion and struck directly at Lin Yun. Knowing he had no chance against Xuan Kui, his plan was to take Lin Yun hostage and force Xuan Kui to change his mind.
Seeing Yang Kun's fierce sword thrust, the power emanating from the blade's tip, Lin Yun smiled faintly and extended his palm. He caught Yang Kun's sword with his bare hand and launched a kick squarely at Yang Kun's chest. Yang Kun immediately felt as though he had been struck by a massive iron hammer. Blood spurted violently from his mouth as he was sent flying.
The guards, witnessing their master defeated by Lin Yun, had expressions of utter disbelief frozen on their faces. Yang Kun, the commander in this region, was defeated by a mere 14-year-old boy who had seized his emerald-green sword. Their shock combined with palpable fear of Lin Yun.
Xuan Kui chuckled softly, raising his palm gently and moving forward. The golden ledger in Yang Kun's possession immediately flew into Xuan Kui's hand. The guards knelt trembling on the ground, witnessing Xuan Kui as a godlike being.
"Here we are. The Lin Family has such a formidable backing. Rest assured, we Yangs pledge fealty to the Lin Family from this day forth. Goodbye to the Yang Family's industries in Tianqing City; from now on, they shall be known as Lin Family Industries," Yang Kun sputtered more blood as he uttered this.
Lin Yun stood proud and arrogant, his face brimming with satisfaction. This was too much for the Yang Family. However, Lin Yun was not a vindictive person. Seeing Yang Kun's misery, he decided to offer the Yang Family a token of kindness.
"Brother Yang, to express gratitude for your sacrifice, I shall voluntarily withdraw from the competition for Nether King's disciple position within a few days, leaving the struggle for your Yang Family and Murong Family," Lin Yun declared confidently with the backing of Xuan Kui. The Zen Master's contest for discipleship? Better to let the river carry the boat downstream.
Yang Kun had buried thousands of years of the Yang Family's foundation, leaving him utterly dejected and pained. But when Lin Yun kindly stated, "But first, I wish for Brother Yang to assume the top disciple spot for Nether King on behalf of your family," Lin Yun had long known why Yang Fu targeted him — though he pretended ignorance, he merely wanted to confirm Yang Kun's true intentions.
"Alright, we must leave now. We've lingered too long. Yang's accounts await your handling before passing them to your father." Xuan Kui threw the golden ledger to Lin Yun. Lin Yun caught the weighty, solid-gold ledger, slightly astonished, but smiled and said, "I should return to the Lin Family immediately. Although I wish to join you in the dark realms, I must bid farewell to my father."
"One hour," Xuan Kui stated firmly. He grabbed Lin Yun by the waist. With a flash of light, they disappeared instantly.
Lin Yun was once again swept up into the void. He understood what Xuan Kui's idea of an 'hour' meant. Lin Yun had merely one hour to say goodbye to his father. He felt that everything was happening far too suddenly.
With time running short, he arrived at Yunfu. Lin Yun descended into Yunfu and saw his father seated in the study. Wishing to ease his father's worries, Lin Yun decided to explain matters face-to-face. Xuan Kui lounged in Yunfu Pavilion, declaring, "I'll take you away in an hour."