Chapter 39: Narcissistic Lin Zhen's South Urine
A dark moon night, perfect for killing. Tonight's full moon was shrouded in a layer of dark clouds, pitch black with only a few weak stars twinkling on the ground. Linghu Chong changed into his night-traveling attire and snuck onto the Lin family's large ship.
"By the time, Yu Canghai should have received the news. Tonight is a good night with strong winds and dark moon, this old fox has no reason not to make his move."
Linghu Chong lightly flipped over the shipboard and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "This is not right, why is it so quiet all around? It's completely different from last time."
He quickly scanned the surroundings and found a helmsman lying on the ground nearby, silent and motionless. Linghu Chong approached to check and discovered that the man's entire body was icy cold, his heart had been shattered, yet not a single drop of blood had flowed out.
It's the Heart Destroying Palm of Qingcheng Sect. Linghu Chong said with certainty, "The situation is not good, those bastards from Qingcheng Sect have made a move ahead of time, and I'm late, this is too careless."
A moment later, Linghu Chong suddenly discovered that except for Lin Pingzi and his family of three who were discussing things in the house, all the other servants on the entire boat had died unjustly and their souls had returned to heaven.
"These scoundrels, they truly treat human life like grass!" Linghu Chong cursed under his breath.
At this moment, Linghu Chong's ears moved slightly, and a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the water, exerting great force to slap his back. Judging from the palm wind, the sneak attacker was actually a high-ranking expert in the early stages of the Jianghu second-rate realm.
Linghu Cong was enraged beyond measure, and with a swift motion, he drew out the heavy Xuan Tie sword from behind his back. His hand showed no mercy as he exerted all his strength, swiftly turning around to strike backwards.
With a loud "bang", the stealthy black shadow was heavily smashed by the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword and flew more than ten meters, falling into the river, with an unknown fate. Linghu Chong's realm, the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword struck with full force, how could it be resisted by a small second-rate expert? His arm was immediately broken on the spot, and then the sword struck his chest with undiminished force, producing a miserable cracking sound of bones breaking. The black shadow that had been smashed flying out breathed more than he took in, and it seemed unlikely that he would survive.
"Damn it, you bastards! Letting you launch a sneak attack, letting you slaughter innocent people." Having killed the dark figure, Linghu Chong was still not satisfied. With one hand grasping his sword, he swung out seven or eight faint sword energies, shooting them into the river bottom. Before long, ten or so black-clad corpses floated up to the surface.
It's unbelievable that on the black stealth suits of these ten or so people, there are actually big "Qing Cheng" characters embroidered with golden thread in conspicuous places. The style of Qing Cheng Sect is already astonishing and makes ghosts and gods cry, yet they still come out to kill people and steal treasures in such a showy manner, as if they're doing heroic deeds, upholding justice on behalf of heaven, and are afraid that others won't know about it.
Linghu Cong loudly cursed his bad luck, for these few scraps had actually consumed a considerable amount of his internal True Qi. This was truly not a worthwhile deal. Since breaking through to the Divine Realm and forming the Golden Elixir within him, the energy he required was already enormous, almost to the point where it was barely enough to cover his needs. That's why he sealed his True Qi in the Dan Tian surrounding the Golden Elixir, leaving only a thread to circulate through his meridians.
No longer bothering with the Qingcheng Sect's underlings, Linghu Chong quickly hid outside Lin Pingzhi's guest room, secretly protecting him, and couldn't let the target person have an accident again.
In the room, the candlelight was dim, and the three members of the Lin family had solemn expressions.
"For the past two days, I've been feeling uneasy and my right eye has been twitching nonstop. There are also people lurking around us, watching our every move. I'm afraid someone is planning to make a move against our Lin family." Lin Zhen Nan said with a heavy tone, "I didn't think that even after our Lin family resigned from official duties and returned to our hometown to live out the rest of our days in seclusion, we would still be unable to escape disaster."
"Old master, the other day I received a letter from the host who is willing to wipe out all past grievances with us and live in peace from now on. Are there any other forces that want to harm us?" asked Madame Wang.
"Our Lin family has offended too many powers, now it's a situation where the enemy is hidden and I am in the open, fundamentally unable to defend against all of them. The reason they haven't made a move yet is because they fear my martial arts skills, but once something unexpected happens, I'm afraid it will be a case of 'the family is broken and the people are gone'." Lin Zhen Nan said slowly.
Linghu Cong was so annoyed that he wanted to plug his ears, listening to this speech was really unbearable. Lin Zhennan had been in the imperial court for a long time and had become narrow-minded, overestimating himself. The servants on your boat were all dealt with by Qingcheng Sect, inside and out, you still say that the enemy is afraid of your martial arts? With your barely second-rate martial arts, any one of the Four Beasts of Qingcheng can easily take you down.
If it weren't for me, Linghu Chong, secretly protecting you, the Lin family would have been completely annihilated. Not only would you, Lin Shengnan and your wife, be tortured to death, but even your only son, Lin Pingzhi, would become ruthless in seeking revenge for you, ultimately leading to his own downfall and the extinction of the Lin family line.
"Not good!" Lin Zhennan's face suddenly changed greatly, and he exclaimed in shock: "How did the surroundings suddenly become so quiet, without a single sound?"
The three Lin family members hastily walked out of the room and saw a servant leaning on the railing, seemingly too tired to sleep. Lin Zhen Nan walked up and patted the servant's shoulder, asking: "Old Wang, why are you sleeping here?"
No sooner had the words fallen than old Wang collapsed to the ground, his face pale and bloodless, his heart having stopped beating long ago.
Lin Zhennan's face changed greatly, and he hastily searched the boat. To his horror, he discovered that all of his servants had been killed by having their heart meridians severed, and they had been dead for some time.
"Old master, what's going on?" Madame Wang exclaimed in terror.
"It's the Qingcheng Sect's ultimate technique, the Heart-Shattering Palm. When this palm strikes, the person's heart will shatter into pieces, and they'll die with a pale face and an icy body, without any blood flowing out. This is a ruthless and venomous palm technique." Lin Zhennan clenched his fists tightly, his face as black as if it had been splashed with ink.
"Isn't Qingcheng Sect's Yu Guanzhu supposed to have agreed to put the past behind us and coexist peacefully? Why did he send someone to kill our housekeeper?" Madame Wang asked in confusion.
"It was him, it was him, must be that man in green clothes yesterday." Lin Pingzhi lifted his foot and stood still, muttering to himself.
"What are you muttering about?" asked Lady Wang hastily, seeing her son with his head bowed and talking to himself.
In Mrs. Wang's impression, Lin Pingzhi was spoiled since childhood, although he often fought with people, it was mainly for fun and never resulted in anyone being killed. Now that more than 20 servants of the Lin family were brutally murdered, it might have scared him badly.
"Father, mother, it's the Qingcheng Sect who did this. They've come to take revenge on us." Lin Pingzhi said urgently, "Yesterday I accidentally killed a man in green clothes, he was Yu Canghai's son from the Qingcheng Sect."
"What?! How can this be?!" Lin Zhen Nan was shocked upon hearing the words, and without saying anything else, he hastily pulled Lin Ping and Wang Fu Ren into the storage room.
Lin Zhen Nan said to Lin Ping and his mother, "Ping has killed Yu Canghai's only son. This matter cannot be resolved peacefully. The Qingcheng Sect has become a sworn enemy of my Lin family, with no room for reconciliation. This time, the Qingcheng Sect infiltrated and secretly killed our servants without directly confronting us, which means they fear my martial arts skills. When their masters gather, they will surely launch a full-scale attack. We must leave here immediately."
Linghu Chong covered his ears in pain, "Lin Zhennan, you're so self-absorbed! If I hadn't taken out the Qingcheng disciples hiding underwater who were about to attack earlier, they would have intimidated you. You three would have been chopped into eighteen pieces by the Qingcheng disciples and wouldn't be chatting away so leisurely, boasting and bragging."
The world's number one narcissist, Lin Shanzhi from the Lin family, is laughing proudly. I wonder what expression he will have when he faces off against the masters of Qingcheng Sect later, and whether he'll be scared to the point of wetting his pants.

