Chapter 106: Journey to Sanqing Gate

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“You…” Qin Yiyi was a bit annoyed. She wanted to say more but suddenly heard a thud. Qiao Weiliang was kneeling on the ground, forcefully kowtowing three times. “Please forgive Yiyi, Mr. Lin. She’s young and immature.”

Lin Yi was a terrifying figure capable of slaying a Spirit Master. For Yiyi to question him face to face was like a servant questioning an emperor. In ancient times, this would have been punishable by death.

Qin Yiyi snapped back to her senses and hurriedly called out, “Master.”

“You kneel too,” Qiao Weiliang said with a dark expression.

Naturally, Qin Yiyi was unwilling.

At this moment, Lin Yi shook his head. “Enough, I’m not so petty.”

He wasn’t some monster who would fly into a rage and slaughter everyone just because a young girl questioned him.

Qiao Weiliang glanced at Lin Yi secretly. Seeing no anger, he sighed in relief.

Then, with some pain, he took out a millennium-old spiritual mushroom from his storage pouch.

Unlike others, Qiao Weiliang was not wealthy. He was a lone man with only a few disciples, among whom Qin Yiyi was the youngest but also the most gifted.

The other disciples were also talented, each at the eighth or ninth innate level.

However, raising disciples cost money.

Most of Qiao Weiliang’s money was spent on his disciples.

“Mr. Lin, a small token, not worthy of your respect,” Qiao Weiliang said, bowing low.

Seeing her master like this, Qin Yiyi felt uneasy.

All along, her master was a man of upright character, calm and battle-ready even against several grandmasters.

Yet now, he was so deferential to a young man.

“I won’t refuse,” Lin Yi said, pocketing the millennium-old mushroom.

Qiao Weiliang chatted briefly with Lin Yi before wisely choosing to leave.

He was experienced and didn’t hope for friendship with Lin Yi—just to be remembered was enough.

It was a pity Qin Yiyi’s pride got in the way. If only she could build a good relationship with Lin Yi, it would benefit her forever.

Once outside the community, Qiao Weiliang finally spoke. “Girl, what did I tell you before coming here?”

Qin Yiyi pouted. “Master told me to speak less.”

“Then why did you confront Mr. Lin in person?” Qiao Weiliang asked again.

“I…”

Before Qin Yiyi could finish, Qiao Weiliang answered for her. “You’re dissatisfied, right? Mr. Lin is young, only a few years older than you. You’re unwilling to accept that, aren’t you?”

The repeated questions left Qin Yiyi lowering her head, unable to argue.

Finally, Qiao Weiliang sighed deeply. “Girl, luckily Mr. Lin is magnanimous. Otherwise, your recklessness could have brought fatal trouble upon our Qiao family.”

Biting her lip, Qin Yiyi said, “Master, I know my mistake.”

Having raised her since childhood, Qiao Weiliang knew her thoughts well. He said coldly, “No, you’re too proud. When you return, you’ll challenge peers your age in Chuan Province. If you lose, don’t blame me for disowning you.”

Qin Yiyi’s face changed drastically, but Qiao Weiliang ignored her.

…

After Qiao Weiliang left, Lin Yi received several more visitors.

He had planned to move the next day, but judging by the situation, people would probably come at night as well.

Lin Yi called out to Dou Dou. “Dou Dou, haven’t you always wanted to live in a bigger house? Let’s move now.”

Dou Dou blinked curiously. “Lin Yi, where’s this big house?”

“The No. 8 villa at Longhu Bay,” Lin Yi smiled.

“No way.”

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Dou Dou was surprised. The top-ranked villas at Longhu Bay each cost over a hundred million, and some were simply unattainable no matter the money.

“Why not? Isn’t this the key?” Lin Yi took out the key to villa No. 8 and waved it in front of the little girl.

Dou Dou grabbed the key and pulled out her phone to search.

“Lin Yi, you didn’t steal this key, did you?” Dou Dou asked suspiciously.

“What are you thinking? It’s a gift from a friend,” Lin Yi said, ruffling her hair.

Dou Dou clung to Lin Yi’s arm and asked, “Who’s your friend? Giving you money and a house? Tell me, are you being kept by someone?”

Lin Yi tapped her forehead. “Come on, pack your things.”

Dou Dou rubbed her head and happily ran to her room to pack.

Thanks to the storage ring, it didn’t take long for Dou Dou to empty out the entire house.

Lin Yi said little and went downstairs. Dou Dou took a last, lingering look at their old home, reluctant to leave after living there for over ten years.

They took a taxi to villa No. 8.

Dou Dou’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the luxurious villa and began exploring excitedly.

Lin Yi stood at the entrance and took out ninety-nine low-grade spirit stones.

He carried about 150,000 low-grade spirit stones, all acquired from the Mo family. For someone wealthy like Lin Yi, ninety-nine stones were nothing.

He placed the spirit stones around the villa, creating an illusion array.

Without Lin Yi’s permission, outsiders could only wander outside the gate, unable to come within ten meters of the villa.

Of course, one illusion array wasn’t enough. He also set up a spirit-gathering array, using over ten thousand low-grade spirit stones.

When the array was complete, the entire villa was enveloped in a white mist, which was actually condensed spiritual energy.

Lin Yi entered the villa and went straight to the top floor, releasing Xiao Hei.

“Hissss,”

Xiao Hei growled excitedly at the spiritual mist.

“All right, stay here and cultivate. Try to evolve into a flood dragon soon,” Lin Yi said, patting Xiao Hei’s head.

Xiao Hei affectionately rubbed against Lin Yi and began training.

Time flew by; three days passed.

During these days, the entire Shan Province and nearby provincial cities were shaken.

The name “Mr. Lin” instantly became famous in the martial arts world.

More than a dozen grandmasters died on the spot, even a Spirit Master was publicly slain, and the mighty Mo family was uprooted.

All these events showed Mr. Lin’s terrifying and ruthless methods, inspiring awe.

Thanks to Lin Yi’s connections, the Zhang family enjoyed unprecedented glory, with countless visitors daily.

Even Feng Yi, a grandmaster of the Feng family, greeted Old Master Zhang respectfully.

This was unimaginable before.

The Feng family had become the top among the Ten Great Families because of grandmasters.

Now, Old Master Zhang often expressed gratitude for Zhang Xinyi’s insight.

Without her, the Zhang family would have been crushed in the last resource war by the Feng family.

Not only the Zhang family but also Deng Mengqi and Pei Wanting benefited.

They had entered with Lin Yi and called him a friend.

Just this alone was enough for many to try to curry favor.

Today, even Mu Haoyu personally visited, sincerely inviting them to Samsung Michelin.

“Ladies, I hope you can speak well of me to Mr. Lin. Our Mu family is willing to offer ten percent of our shares so the two families can join for free,” Mu Haoyu said gravely, no longer proud but despondent.

These days he feared Lin Yi’s revenge, unable to sleep or eat well.

He had confessed to his family voluntarily, which led to the current situation.

Otherwise, with his authority alone, he couldn’t have mobilized the family’s shares.

The two women exchanged looks; the Mu family had made a huge investment.

The Mu family was one of the Ten Great Families, with assets of at least one hundred billion, and annual interests exceeding tens of billions.

Ten percent meant over ten billion. Even split two ways, five billion each.

And all they had to do was talk.

But...

Deng Mengqi smiled bitterly. “Young Master Mu, you think too highly of us. Actually, we aren’t very close to Mr. Lin.”

Previously, she would have guaranteed confidently.

But now, she didn’t even have the courage to talk to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was like a lofty divine dragon, while they were mere ants beneath.

“No, you must have a way. Please, save me. I don’t want to die,” Mu Haoyu pleaded with reddened eyes.

If Lin Yi refused to forgive him, the family would hand him over for Lin Yi to deal with personally.

“Sorry, Young Master Mu, we really can’t help,” Pei Wanting said, pulling Deng Mengqi away.

Mu Haoyu was left alone, staring blankly.

…

Amid the outside commotion, Lin Yi remained indifferent.

With the illusion array, no one disturbed him, allowing a few quiet days.

“Oh, I still have a treasure map from Sanqing Sect. Let’s go take a look.”

Lin Yi summoned the map with his spiritual sense.

The Sanqing Sect’s treasury was located in Jiang City, near the border of Yansha. No wonder Zhang Xinyi didn’t dare to go.

Lin Yi called Angel to prepare the helicopter.

At four in the afternoon, Lin Yi and Angel arrived in Jiang City.

After walking a while, a little girl about seven or eight suddenly blocked their path.

Her cheeks were slightly dirty, she had twin ponytails, and her shoes were worn out.

She timidly said, “Two of you, need a guide? Ya Ya knows this place well. No matter where, I can take you there.”

Angel bent slightly, smiling. “Sorry, little one, we don’t need a guide.”

As they walked, the girl blocked Angel again, pleading, “Big sister, please, I’m cheap—only thirty yuan a day.”

Angel was helpless. She couldn’t get angry at such a little girl and looked at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi asked, “Do you know the primeval forest here?”

“Ah, big brother, are you going there?” The girl was surprised.

“Yeah, why? Is it forbidden?” Lin Yi furrowed his brow.

The Sanqing Sect treasury was near the primeval forest by Jiang City. If they weren’t allowed in, they would have to sneak in.

“No, there are many wild beasts there,” the girl quickly waved her hand.

“No problem. Let’s go. Take us to the primeval forest. I’ll give you a hundred yuan,” Lin Yi said.

“Oh, big brother, if you’re exploring, you’d better hire some local hunters,” the girl advised.