Weird, my gaming life

The mysterious woman's figure disappeared at the doorway, leaving only a deathly silence in the courtyard.

Ling Xiao slowly withdrew his gaze, the excitement he had felt at his aunt's arrival quickly fading away, replaced by a cold scrutiny.

He looked at Xiao Lingling curled up on the ground, then at Xiao Weiran, who was barely breathing and filled with despair, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Master, look, this is the consequence of your indecisiveness."

His voice was eerily calm, as if he were stating a fact that had nothing to do with him.

Xiao Weiran coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, struggled to lift his head, and his eyes burned with unparalleled rage. "Traitor...you will die a horrible death..."

Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, as if he had heard a boring joke. "Death? Master, haven't you understood yet? From now on, I will decide who lives and who dies."

He walked up to Xiao Weiran and looked down at the man who had once taught him martial arts and treated him with great affection.

"I originally wanted you to live a peaceful and comfortable life as a wealthy man, but unfortunately, you don't know what's good for you. But don't worry, I will take good care of Junior Sister Lingling, after all, she is quite pretty."

"You...you dare!" Xiao Weiran's eyes were bloodshot.

Ling Xiao ignored his roars and turned to Li Qingyang, who was trembling beside him. "Second Junior Brother, what are you waiting for? This old codger is yours now; after all, he's no longer of any use to you."

Li Qingyang trembled, a look of fear flashing across his face. He glanced at Xiao Weiran, who was still struggling on the ground, and gradually the fear in his eyes turned into a kind of morbid excitement.

He realized the old man's favoritism; they were both direct disciples, yet the old man only ever had eyes for his eldest brother, and now his most beloved disciple wanted to kill him.

Haha, this really is karma, retribution is inevitable! Now I just wonder if this old guy's heart is still so biased.

Thinking of this, a blush gradually appeared on Li Qingyang's face, and he hurriedly bowed humbly to Ling Xiao.

"Yes, Senior Brother!" After saying that, he drew the sword from his waist and walked step by step toward Xiao Weiran.

"Master, please don't blame me!"

After saying this, Li Qingyang, under Xiao Weiran's incredulous gaze, fiercely plunged the sword in his hand into Xiao's neck.

Xiao Weiran gripped the sword tightly, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.

"No, Father!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the room.

Xiao Lingling rushed forward, her heart breaking, and shoved away Li Qingyang, whose body was still trembling slightly: "Why... Senior Brother, why... why did you kill my father? He taught you for over ten years!"

Ling Xiao squatted down, looked at Xiao Lingling who seemed to have gone mad, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Junior sister, there aren't that many whys in this world."

"A person! Once they have no value, killing them is no big deal. So, junior sister, you'd better become more valuable in the future, otherwise, when I get tired of playing with you one day, I might kill you too!"

Xiao Lingling's body stiffened abruptly, her last shred of hope shattered by these cruel words. Looking into Ling Xiao's eyes, now devoid of any warmth, she felt a chill run through her body.

"You devil!"

Ling Xiao stood up, no longer looking at her, as if even glancing at her would be a waste of time. His mind was now preoccupied with his aunt's last words.

That young disciple of the Danyang lineage... Lin Yuan!

A top-notch expert!

The thought still lingered in his mind. Perhaps his aunt was not aware of Lin Yuan's situation and thought he was a disciple trained by Qinghe Palace since childhood.

However, he remembered that he had never practiced martial arts before Lin Yuan entered Qinghe Palace. In less than two months, what was it that allowed a six-year-old child to reach a level that even he had spent more than ten years to achieve?

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but suspect that Lin Yuan possessed some extraordinary treasure, and a surge of excitement instantly welled up in his heart.

After all, in the entire Tianxuan World, the Ming Dynasty was merely a remote and isolated place. Compared to those places rich in natural treasures, the so-called Ming Dynasty was nothing more than a poor and remote village.

It's not uncommon for people to reach the Innate Realm at the age of six, but those are all born into super families or sects, and have had many rare and precious treasures as a foundation from a young age. Some are even born at the Innate Realm.

How could a farm boy from the countryside, with nothing to his name, reach such a level at such a young age? It just doesn't make sense.

This child must not be allowed to live!

……

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Lin Yuan, pulling Zhao Ran along and dragging the still somewhat dazed Li Changqing, frantically scrambled through the chaotic Qinghe Palace.

Now Qinghe Palace is full of demonic disciples, and it is clear that Qinghe Palace is about to collapse. He must take advantage of the chaos to escape this vortex with his master and senior sister.

Lin Yuan pushed the "Divine Shift Tiger Step" to its limit, transforming himself into a blur of motion as he flew close to the ground.

Zhao Ran felt the wind whistling past her ears and the scenery rushing past her. If Lin Yuan hadn't been holding her tightly, she probably would have been thrown away by the speed.

Li Changqing followed passively, his heart filled with unparalleled shock. He could feel that the true energy surging within his disciple was no less profound than his own! No, it was even more refined!

Innate level! This is definitely innate level cultivation!

A six-year-old master of innate talent?

Li Changqing felt that all his lifelong experience in alchemy and martial arts knowledge had been completely overturned tonight.

"boom!"

Another terrifying energy shockwave swept across the main peak, and a pavilion collapsed not far from them, kicking up clouds of dust.

"Over here!"

Lin Yuan let out a low shout, relying on his superhuman mental perception to always find the safest path before danger struck. He didn't run down the mountain because the shouts of battle from the direction of the mountain gate had quieted down, clearly indicating that the Demonic Sect had successfully sealed off the entire Qinghe Palace.

He led the two men toward a more secluded medicinal garden near the back of the mountain, the place where he had once worked in the servants' quarters.

Finally, Lin Yuan stopped in front of a mountain wall covered with vines.

"Junior brother, here..." Zhao Ran gasped for breath, before he could finish speaking.

Lin Yuan had already reached the mountainside, pushed aside the vines to reveal a huge rock connected to the mountainside, and then mustered all his strength to push it forcefully.

Accompanied by the sounds of boulders rubbing together and rocks rolling down the mountainside, a dark cave entrance appeared before the three of them. However, Lin Yuan's inhuman actions once again left Li Changqing and Zhao Ran dumbfounded.

It's important to know that this boulder weighs several thousand kilograms, and it would take at least five to ten people to push it away.

Even those at the Innate Realm can only forcefully use their true essence to shatter this rock. Otherwise, only Innate Realm experts who are proficient in external martial arts can simply move this boulder.

Seeing the two dumbfounded people, Lin Yuan pushed them into the cave without saying a word.

"Hurry up and go inside!"

Lin Yuan then cautiously observed his surroundings, and only after confirming that no one was following him did he slip inside and move the boulder back to its original position.

After doing all this, Lin Yuan sat down on the ground without blushing or skipping a beat to recover his true energy, which he had consumed quite a bit of along the way.

Although the true essence of the Innate Realm is ever-renewing, this ever-renewing premise should be put in quotation marks.

After all, the Innate Realm has nine levels, and only when one reaches the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm can one be called truly immortal.

To put it bluntly, the Innate Realm is all about consumption and recovery.

The higher one's level of attainment, the faster one recovers, until the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm fully opens the connection between oneself and the world.

Only those innate experts at that time could be said to possess inexhaustible true essence.

Lin Yuan knew about this place because he was assigned to this medicinal garden when he was working in the menial labor quarters, and he accidentally discovered the difference here.

At first, he thought it was some hidden adventure, but after several attempts, he discovered it was just an ordinary cave.

The cave was pitch black, but soon a glimmer of light appeared. Zhao Ran had somehow managed to produce a tinderbox, and the flame flickered slightly.

Li Changqing and Zhao Ran finally got a good look at Lin Yuan's small face.

"Junior brother, you..." Zhao Ran's beautiful eyes were filled with complex emotions, including shock, doubt, and a hint of unfamiliarity.

Li Changqing took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent emotions. He stared at Lin Yuan and asked, word by word, "Yuan'er, tell your master, what... exactly is your cultivation level?"

Lin Yuan remained silent for a moment.

He knew that after tonight, he would no longer be able to hide. He looked at the two people in front of him who had genuinely treated him well, and slowly spoke.

"Innate duality."

These four simple words struck Li Changqing and Zhao Ran like two bolts of lightning.

Zhao Ran covered his mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief. Second level of the Innate Realm? Higher than his master's cultivation? How could this be!

Li Changqing swayed. Although he had already guessed, he still found it hard to accept Lin Yuan's words.

"A six-year-old... born with innate talent..." Li Changqing muttered to himself, his eyes looking as if he were looking at a monster.

Lin Yuan met their gazes with a calm expression.

"Master, Senior Sister, I was born this way. I've been hiding my strength to avoid attracting attention."

This explanation is weak, but it's the only one that can be given at the moment.

Zhao Ran stared blankly at Lin Yuan, suddenly remembering the look in his eyes when he said "I only want to practice martial arts" that day.

He recalled the decisiveness with which he kicked Xiao Lingling away, and the straightforwardness with which he nodded without hesitation to admit that he cared about her.

It turns out that my junior brother has always possessed the ability to match this mindset.

Li Changqing let out a long breath. After the initial shock, he was overjoyed, but also deeply afraid.

"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! How fortunate I, Li Changqing, am to have a disciple like you!"

He exclaimed "Good!" three times, his beard trembling with excitement. "You hid well! Thank goodness you hid well! Otherwise, you probably wouldn't be alive today!"

He knew very well what a six-year-old innate master meant.

This is beyond being described as a prodigy; this is a monster! Once exposed, it will attract countless eyes and ears of murder.

Just then, Lin Yuan's ears twitched slightly.

He put his finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

Outside the stone chamber, the faint sounds of hurried footsteps and shouts could be heard.

"Search thoroughly! Don't overlook even the smallest clue!"