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

"elder sister!"

Lin Tian clenched his fists, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, and a nameless anger shot straight to the top of his head.

These words weren't what he wanted to say at all; they were purely the original owner's obsession at work.

In the original owner's memories, Lin Qiuhan was the only person who was genuinely good to him. Although he was usually very harsh on him, he was a hundred times better than those clansmen who watched coldly and secretly mocked him as a good-for-nothing.

The original owner had long harbored feelings for this outstanding and radiant older sister.

Unfortunately, he was a good-for-nothing, and his inherent humility made him afraid to even look at his sister.

Seeing Lin Qiuhan so restrained around another man today, Lin Tian's obsession exploded instantly, making him feel both sour and angry.

In his previous life, he was the Lord of Slaughtering Heaven. In order to get rid of the Lord of Pingyuan's stubborn obsession, he specially showed off his skills in the classroom of Daoji Academy a few days ago.

He directly pointed out the flaws in the elders' demonstrations of the magical techniques and even filled them in, leaving everyone speechless with astonishment.

That incident made Lin Qiuhan look at him with new respect. She thought that her unruly younger brother had finally changed his ways and was willing to study cultivation seriously. She was secretly pleased for several days.

Lin Tian was quite satisfied with this. It was part of the plan: first, change Lin Qiuhan's opinion, and then slowly win over this little girl.

For someone at the God-King level, handling such a trivial matter is a piece of cake.

But now, the sudden appearance of the young man has ruined his plans.

Lin Tian's eyes turned cold: Who is this guy? How dare he interfere right under his nose?

Are you tired of living?

Just as he was thinking this to himself, his gaze suddenly stopped and fell on the woman in white behind the man.

The woman was covered by a light veil, revealing only a section of her smooth chin and upturned nose, but the faintly outlined contours were already so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

More importantly, he noticed something unusual about the woman's physique.

"The Nine Yin Profound Body?" Lin Tian's heart skipped a beat. "The legendary top-tier cultivation furnace... I actually stumbled upon it?"

He quickly lowered his head to hide the strange movement in his eyes.

The aura is similar, but we can't be sure yet. We need to find an opportunity to investigate more carefully.

Even a god-king would be tempted by such a cauldron; one must not alert the enemy.

"Judging by this, is this the young master they were talking about? He's quite lucky." Lin Tian chuckled inwardly. "Too bad he ran into me."

He quickly composed himself, but as soon as he looked up, he met the young man's gaze.

That look in his eyes was strange; it sent chills down his spine, like he was being stared at by a venomous snake.

Before he could think about it further, the strange feeling suddenly disappeared, as if it had just been his imagination.

In the hall, the young man finally spoke, his voice clear and pleasant, with a hint of a smile in his eyes. Many young ladies from noble families at the door stared wide-eyed, muttering under their breath, "Even a celestial prince is nothing more than this."

"Lin Qiuhan, not a bad name."

Lin Qiuhan's face flushed red, and she stammered, "Thank you so much for your praise, sir."

Normally, she was a teacher at Daoji Academy, educating and nurturing students, and she was very dignified. But now, facing the person in front of her, she was so nervous that her palms were sweating.

This person is someone even the Lin family's ancestors had to address as an old servant; his origins are unfathomable. How could she not be flustered?

Lin Tian watched from the sidelines, his teeth itching with rage. He inwardly cursed the original owner of this body for being so spineless: "This damn obsession, can't it just stop making things worse!"

Everyone in the hall saw it all, and they all smiled without saying a word. Even Elder Ming looked pleased.

If Lin Qiuhan could get close to this important person, the Lin family would rise to great heights.

Anyone could see that this Young Master Xie Zheng's identity was absolutely extraordinary, and there was no need for Elder Ming to introduce him further.

Xie Zheng raised an eyebrow, his tone casual: "I'm not some monster, I'm not going to eat you. Miss Lin, there's no need to be so nervous."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Lin Qiuhan, then subtly glanced at Lin Tian in the corner.

He was overjoyed: it was like a pillow being delivered to his door when he was just looking for a lucky one. He had been looking for a chosen one, and this had come to him right away.

Two hundred points of luck value is not low, but the boy who was secretly observing him actually had more than five hundred points.

This is a huge profit, but it's unclear which path this chosen one will take.

Composing himself, Xie Zheng said, "Miss Lin, could you please show Qingge and me around the neighborhood?"

Lin Qiuhan dared not refuse and quickly nodded, "Please follow me, sir."

As she spoke, she led Xie Zheng and the woman in white outwards. When she passed by Lin Tian, ​​she glanced at him subconsciously, her eyes filled with a hint of helplessness.

Lin Tian curled his lip, thinking to himself: What are you looking at me for? Once I've dealt with that cauldron, I'll take care of this pretty boy next to you!

As soon as Xie Zheng and his group stepped out of the hall, the tense atmosphere that had enveloped the room instantly dissipated, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their breathing becoming much easier.

The Lin family patriarch picked up his teacup, his hand still trembling slightly. The eldest elder leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Ancestor, what exactly is the identity of that Young Master Xie?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent instantly. Even the young men and women at the door quietly pricked up their ears, their eyes full of curiosity.

This is their biggest concern.

Lin Tian also immediately composed himself and listened intently.

He had just felt that the aura on Elder Ming was somewhat familiar, very much like his own aura back then, yet it also carried a different feel, which puzzled him.

Elder Ming smiled, making no attempt to hide anything, and addressed the assembled descendants in a loud voice: "This young master will one day lead the Immortal Sect and rule the Longevity Clan! If you are chosen by him, it will be like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, shedding your mortal form and ascending directly to the heavens!"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

"The Immortal Cult? The Clan of Longevity? My God, those are legendary beings!"

"No wonder our ancestors treated him with such respect; he was truly remarkable!"

Lin Tian was also taken aback: in charge of the Immortal Sect and the Longevity Family? This identity was even more outrageous than the God Lord of Slaughtering Heaven in his previous life.

He looked in the direction Xie Zheng had left, his expression turning serious.

This pretty boy doesn't seem so easy to deal with.

Xie Zheng, who had already walked quite a distance, seemed to notice Lin Tian's gaze. A playful smile appeared on his lips as he whispered to Qing Ge beside him, "That kid is interesting."

Qingge replied softly, "Young Master, would you like me to go and investigate?"

Xie Zheng waved his hand, his tone somewhat mocking: "No need. Keeping him alive is more interesting than killing him. We can't waste five hundred points of luck."

Lin Qiuhan walked ahead and vaguely heard the conversation between the two, which made her even more curious.

What exactly is this young master Xie up to?

Immortal Cult, Longevity Clan?

In the Lin family hall, no one dared to respond to Elder Ming's words. They all gasped in shock, their minds buzzing.