Villain: My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

The news that the ancient Lin family ancestor was returning from the Upper Realm spread throughout the entire Central Heaven Domain in less than half a day.

The Lin family members deliberately added fuel to the fire by sending the news to other regions, causing cultivators all over the world to become restless.

Who doesn't know the Lin family's ancestors?

That was a formidable figure in the Void God Realm who shattered the void and ascended to the upper realm 30,000 years ago. How could such a person be returning?

The originally bustling regional gatherings of geniuses were completely silenced by this news.

Whether they were minor cultivators or powerful forces, everyone had their eyes fixed on the Lin family.

The Lin family's actions were also very practical.

The clansmen arrived at the ancestral home one after another, each one looking ready and waiting for their ancestor to arrive, which completely confirmed the authenticity of the news.

Some people with quick minds suddenly remembered the gossip from the Eastern Wilderness Chronicles a while ago, saying that a mysterious young man had descended to the mortal realm.

Nobody took it seriously at first, but now everyone is wondering: Is the return of the Lin family ancestor related to that young man?

The Great Xia Dynasty and the Garuda Holy Land, both powerful forces with ancestors who had also vanished into thin air, were as anxious as ants on a hot pan. They immediately sent their clansmen to the Lin family to inquire about the whereabouts of their ancestors and to find out more about their situation.

For a time, undercurrents surged across the Central Plains, and even the wind carried a sense of tension.

High in the sky, a magnificent flying boat sped past, heading straight for the central celestial realm.

The young talents from the Eastern Wilderness had already been taken away by their respective sects, leaving only Xie Zheng and Su Qingge to follow Elder Ming towards the family he founded.

Xie Zheng leaned against the railing of the flying boat, twirling a jade clasp between his fingers, and casually said, "The Lin family ancestor? That's quite interesting."

Su Qingge glanced at him: "What are you up to now? The Lin family is in the eye of the storm right now, don't cause trouble."

Xie Zheng chuckled, his tone carrying a nonchalant arrogance and a touch of naiveté: "Trouble? Do you think I'm afraid of them? I'd like to see if this so-called Void God Realm ancestor can withstand a single move from me."

Old Master Ming stroked his beard and helplessly advised, "Young Master, be careful with your words. The Lin family ancestor was, after all, a senior. It would be inappropriate to provoke him rashly."

"Not appropriate?" Xie Zheng raised an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"I'm going to give it a try. Is he going to eat me? Besides, if he's really a formidable opponent, it wouldn't hurt to play along."

Su Qingge sighed, "That's all you're good for. You get itchy hands when you see someone strong."

"So what if your hands are itchy?" Xie Zheng sneered. "It's better than some people who shrink back at the slightest sign of trouble."

On the other side, in an ancient city in Zhongzhou, Ye Chen was standing on a street corner, listening to the surrounding cultivators discussing the Lin family's ancestors, his eyebrows slightly raised.

His face was resolute, the bronze ring on his hand gleamed coldly, and a hint of hatred occasionally flashed in his eyes.

On his journey from the Eastern Wilderness, he not only recovered from his injuries but also encountered many opportunities, propelling his cultivation to the Divine Power Realm. He also became sworn brothers with the Holy Son of the Garuda Holy Land, completely shedding his wretched state from his time in the Eastern Wilderness.

"The ancient Lin family... that's a good place to go." Ye Chen muttered to himself, a calculating glint in his eyes.

Suddenly, Yan Ji's cold voice came from the copper ring: "Don't get any funny ideas. The Lin family has a deep foundation, and you have so many secrets. If you go there, they will find out sooner or later."

Yan Ji sat cross-legged in the void, her red dress like fire, her tone full of helplessness.

Although she didn't criticize Ye Chen for what happened some time ago, she advised him to let go of his hatred for Xie Zheng, but he wouldn't listen at all and instead suspected that she had ulterior motives.

Ye Chen chuckled and looked down at the tattered ancient pages in his hand: "Master, don't worry, I don't have time to go to the Lin family. Look what this is?"

"Fragments of ancient ruins?" Yan Ji paused. "What do you want to do?"

"What can it do?" Ye Chen's lips curled into a cold smile. "This ruin isn't far from here, and no one has discovered it yet. There must be a lot of good stuff inside."

"Once I break through to the Great Power Realm, let alone Xie Zheng, I can even knock down a Saint Lord Realm expert with a single punch!"

"That Xie Zheng is nothing but a piece of trash built up with pills and rare treasures. How can he compare to my battle experience?"

"Once I become stronger, I'll make him and that bitch Su Qingge pay a bloody price!"

Yan Ji sighed and stopped trying to persuade her.

Ye Chen carefully tucked the tattered page into his pocket, strode out of the ancient city, and headed towards the ruins, looking as if he had already secured victory.

Meanwhile, in the Lin family's villa, Lin Tian was squatting in front of the stove, refining medicine.

He was plain-looking, but his face was as cold as ice. He held a palm-leaf fan in his hand, fanning it idly to control the flames at the bottom of the stove.

"The Solidifying Essence Pill is still missing three ingredients," Lin Tian muttered under his breath, his tone full of displeasure. "What bad luck! I, the God King, have been reborn, and I still can't even gather all the ingredients for making this pill, and I'm stuck with such a weak body."

He glanced at his hands, growing angrier the more he thought about it: "This damn body of mine hasn't even reached the Spirit Sea Realm yet. I boasted that I'd break through in half a day, and now look what's happened, I'm stuck on the materials."

He went to the clan to ask for medicinal herbs, and the people there looked at him like he was an idiot. They even mocked him for not knowing how to make medicine and for wasting materials.

Thinking of this, Lin Tian's face darkened even more.

"A dignified God-King, actually mocked by a bunch of ants?" He gritted his teeth. "Once I regain my strength, I'll flatten you all one by one and throw you to feed the dogs!"

Just as they were cursing, footsteps came from the courtyard gate, and a boy and a girl, both around fourteen or fifteen years old, walked in.

The boy frowned, looking at the palm-leaf fan in Lin Tian's hand, and said impatiently, "Lin Tian, ​​the patriarch has summoned all the clansmen to pay their respects to the ancestor. What are you busy doing here?"

The girl scoffed, her eyes full of disdain: "Yeah, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror?"

"You can't even understand cultivation, yet you want to learn alchemy? Are you dreaming?"

"Even if you are a direct descendant, you are still the least favored son of the family head. How dare you be late for such an important matter as paying respects to the ancestors?" the boy added, his tone full of undisguised sarcasm.

Lin Tian paused, fanning himself with his palm leaf fan. He looked up and glared at the two men, his face as black as ink. Pay homage to the ancestors? Did Lin Tian even deserve to pay respects to those so-called ancestors of the Lin family?

In his previous life, he was a god-king, a being revered by millions. Not to mention a mere ancestor in the lower realm of the Void God Realm, even powerful beings in the upper realm would treat him with utmost respect.

The two people didn't notice his expression and continued chatting amongst themselves.

The girl leaned closer to the boy and whispered, "Have you heard? This time when our ancestor came back, he was accompanied by a young adult with a terrifying identity. Even our ancestor treated him with utmost respect."

The boy's eyes lit up: "Really? Who is that young man? Could he be a formidable figure from the upper realm?"

"Who knows?" The girl shook her head. "But to earn the respect of our ancestors, they must be extraordinary. When we pay our respects to them later, we might even get to see that great man."

Lin Tian listened to their conversation and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Young adult? No matter how powerful, can he be as powerful as a god-king?

Once he gathers all the materials and regains his strength, he won't care about any ancestors or young masters; they'll all have to bow down to him!

He tossed the palm-leaf fan aside, stood up, and said coldly, "What's the rush? It's just paying respects to our ancestors, not rushing to be reincarnated."

The boy was stunned for a moment, then snapped angrily, "Lin Tian, ​​how dare you talk like that? Do you have a death wish?"

"Whether you live or die is none of your business," Lin Tian glanced at him, his tone full of disdain. "If you keep making a sound, believe me, I'll deal with you right now."

The boy was startled by his imposing manner and instinctively took a step back, but still forced himself to say, "You, you shouldn't be so arrogant! Just wait until we're in front of our ancestors, then we'll see how cocky you are!"

Lin Tian chuckled, ignored him, and turned to tidy up his alchemy tools.