After everyone was reborn, I was strictly disciplined.

Mother Lu raised her tear-streaked face and, seeing her son return safely, her heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled. Her voice choked with emotion: "It's alright... Mother is alright, Xue'er is alright too... Chengyuan, it's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."

Lu Chengxue threw herself into Lu Chengyuan's arms, her small body trembling uncontrollably. "Brother, I'm so scared... Our home, our home is gone..."

Lu Chengyuan followed his sister's gaze and saw that the once warm and harmonious home behind him had long since become a ruin, with broken walls and charred remains, leaving only desolation and decay.

He slowly clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking, the panic in his eyes instantly replaced by overwhelming rage. His bloodshot gaze swept over everyone present, finally locking onto Xie Xingran, his voice icy and piercing, filled with gnashing hatred:

What exactly happened? Is it because of you? Xie Xingran, did you harm my mother and sister, and ruin my family?

As he spoke, his scarlet eyes were fixed on Xie Xingran, the hatred in them almost overflowing, as if he wanted to devour Xie Xingran alive.

He should have known that Xie Xingran would not let him off the hook after he exposed Xie Xingran's evil deeds.

"presumptuous!"

Upon seeing this, Liu Xuan was instantly enraged. He shouted angrily, and his spiritual energy surged instantly, unleashing a powerful pressure that swept out and pressed directly towards Lu Chengyuan.

Xie Xingran is his grandson, the treasure of the Liu family. How dare this young man be so rude, staring at his grandson with such fierce eyes? He is simply ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!

"What kind of look is that? Don't you even know who you are!"

Liu Xuan's face turned ashen. He condensed a ball of blazing spiritual energy at his fingertips, and with a sharp gust of wind, he struck straight at Lu Chengyuan's chest, clearly intending to kill him.

Such a disrespectful person deserves to be killed.

However, just as the ball of spiritual energy was about to land on Lu Chengyuan, Lin Feng made his move. With a gentle wave of his wide sleeves, he dispersed the scorching spiritual energy, which then dissipated into the air.

"That old scoundrel Lin!"

Liu Xuan's brows furrowed even more, his tone filled with anger and confusion, "What do you want to do? Didn't you see the look in his eyes just now?"

"Such an arrogant and rude person is a threat if left alive. Killing him will clean house!"

Liu Xuan's gaze fell on Lu Chengyuan, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

The clothes Lu Chengyuan was wearing were the standard attire for registered disciples of the Fire Marrow Pill Holy Land.

A mere nominal disciple, who isn't even a formal disciple, dares to be so presumptuous in front of him, daring to stare at Xie Xingran with those eyes. Even if he is Lin Feng's bloodline, he will not escape death today.

Lin Feng slowly turned around, his face showing no anger, but rather a deep bitterness, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to have deepened.

He gave Liu Xuan a helpless and weary smile, slowly cupped his hands, and said in a heavy tone, "Brother Liu, please have mercy. I owe you a favor for this matter, and I will definitely repay it in the future."

"But this child... he might also be my bloodline, Shuyi's son."

After speaking, he slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Lu Chengyuan. His tone softened slightly, but still carried a hint of inquiry: "Young man, tell me, are these two truly your relatives?"

Lu Chengyuan stood up and looked at Lin Feng warily.

He didn't recognize the old man in front of him, but judging from his demeanor, how easily he could block Liu Xuan's attack, and how he could sit on equal footing with Liu Xuan and call him brother, this person must be of extremely high status, far beyond that of an ordinary cultivator.

Moreover, if it weren't for the old man's intervention, he would probably have been severely injured by Liu Xuan's spiritual energy by now.

Suppressing his wariness and doubts, Lu Chengyuan nodded heavily, his tone firm: "That's right, they are my mother and sister, my only family in this world. No one can hurt them!"

"well……"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh heavily, his sigh filled with disappointment and sorrow, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

The bitterness on his face deepened, and the hope in his eyes gradually faded, leaving only a gloomy scene.

But he still slowly raised his hand and took out the jade pendant that could test one's spiritual root.

"Place your hand on this jade pendant."

Lin Feng's voice was low and hoarse, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor, as if he was still clinging to the last shred of hope.

Lu Chengyuan was filled with doubt, not understanding why the old man wanted him to do this, but looking at Lin Feng's disappointed eyes, he still did as he was told and placed his hand on the white jade pendant.

A moment later, the jade pendant suddenly emitted a faint light. The light was dim and lifeless, exactly the same as the light that had appeared when Lu Chengxue touched it earlier, so faint that it seemed as if it would go out at any moment.

Low grade ten spiritual roots.

Lin Feng's last shred of hope was shattered.

He shuddered, as if all his energy had been drained away. His body swayed slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes, a hint of tears glistening in the corners. "Just as I thought... just as I thought..."

Lin Shuyi, his most beloved daughter, was once a renowned genius in the Three Realms, with outstanding talent and superb swordsmanship. She was a prodigy that the Lin family had only seen once in a century.

But he never expected that his daughter's bloodline, which had been lost to the outside world, was actually a low-grade ten spiritual root that was difficult to even begin cultivating.

With such aptitude, he's no different from a waste; let alone inheriting the Lin family's sword techniques, he'd even have trouble protecting himself.

Looking at Lin Feng's desperate and helpless appearance, Liu Xuan's anger gradually dissipated, replaced by a barely perceptible feeling of pity.

He and Raymond Lam have known each other for hundreds of years. They are not close friends, and in fact, they have been at odds with each other for many years. However, they have known each other for hundreds of years and have a friendship with each other.

Moreover, in the previous war between immortals and demons, the Lin family members were all top-notch sword cultivators, each one brave and fearless, with formidable strength, and were the backbone of the battlefield.

However, precisely because of this, the Lin family suffered the heaviest casualties, with countless outstanding members falling on the battlefield between immortals and demons.

Although Liu Xuan was at odds with Lin Feng, he sincerely admired the loyalty and bravery of the Lin family members.

After that great battle, the Lin family was completely plunged into the predicament of a broken bloodline.

Lin Feng's son and grandson were both fierce generals on the battlefield back then, but they were also seriously injured in the great battle, their cultivation level dropped drastically, and they could never recover to their former peak.

The Lin family of today is no longer the glorious family it once was. It is shrouded in the shadow of the war between immortals and demons, and its deathly atmosphere lingers for a long time.

Liu Xuan knew perfectly well that Lin Feng's eagerness to find the bloodline that had been lost and his emphasis on aptitude were simply because he wanted to find a person with outstanding talent to inherit the Lin family's swordsmanship, restore the Lin family's prestige, and ensure that the Lin family could continue to exist.

But he never expected that the bloodline Lin Feng had been searching for would have such poor aptitude that it couldn't even grasp the most basic cultivation techniques.

This filled Liu Xuan with doubt.

Back then, Lin Shuyi was a favored daughter of heaven, with unparalleled talent and divine swordsmanship. How glorious she was!

Such a brilliant and talented woman, how could her child be a low-grade ten-spiritual-root waste who can't even begin cultivation!

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, the despair in his eyes gradually fading away, replaced by a deep weariness and numbness.

He took a deep breath, his breath filled with endless sorrow. "They are indeed Shuyi's children, there is no mistake."

"Then you..." Liu Xuan looked at Lin Feng's exhausted appearance, her sympathy deepening. She couldn't utter another sarcastic word, and her tone softened considerably.

"Alright, alright. Since it's Shuyi's child, and also your bloodline, then keep it. You and your family can get to know each other better. We won't bother you any longer."

After saying that, Liu Xuan turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

"Grandpa, I'm not leaving!"

"Wait, Xie Xingran can't leave!"