From a chaotic world of folk customs to becoming a god through extreme methods.

One of the men in black heard the commotion, but before he could even turn his head, he saw a sword blade slashing towards him.

His first instinct was to dodge.

But that sword was too fast, darting out from the darkness of the night, and there was no time to react.

next moment.

The sword had already sliced ​​across his arm, blood spurting out, and the hand holding Lin Wan'er suddenly loosened.

"elder brother!"

Lin Wan'er fell to the ground, the gag in her mouth came off, and she screamed in fright.

Seeing this, another man in black quickly drew his short knife and slashed at Lin Yuan.

The short sword was sharp and extremely fast. With its small size and agility, it quickly closed in on Lin Yuan, ready to fight.

He was a martial artist undergoing his first body tempering.

The person in front of him was probably from the Lin family. As far as he knew, there were no more powerful figures in the family.

Faced with the person who suddenly appeared before him, he was confident that he could kill him quickly and then continue to kidnap Lin Wan'er.

But Lin Yuan's eyes only held a hint of anger as he shifted his body and dodged the blade.

Immediately afterwards, several cold glints flashed from the sword in his hand!

Sword strike!

The sword blade swept down from top to bottom, slicing through the arm of the person holding the knife. The short knife flew out of their hand and embedded itself in the courtyard wall.

The man was startled and drew another short knife from his waist, still trying to resist.

But next second.

The sword light was blinding. Before the knife in his hand could be swung, Lin Yuan had already disappeared. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him.

Rapier!

Blood splattered, a single sword stroke sealed the throat.

The knife in the man's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. He clutched his neck, his eyes filled with shock.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Ultimately, his blood pressure surged so much that he could no longer hold on, collapsed to the ground, and fell silent.

In just a few seconds, one person had been killed.

The other person then realized what had happened and, as he got up from the ground, saw that one of his companions had been killed, and was immediately filled with fear.

He rolled over, wanting to escape as quickly as possible.

But Lin Yuan's sword was even faster!

In the blink of an eye, the man felt a sharp pain in his legs, and only then did he realize that his Achilles tendons had been severed in an instant.

He instantly fell to his knees, supporting himself with both hands, and pulled a knife from his waist, turning around to stab behind him.

But there was no one behind him.

He quickly turned his head, but a sword blade was already pressed against his neck.

Lin Yuan's face was close at hand, his eyes filled with anger.

"Who sent you?"

The man gritted his teeth, not wanting to utter a sound.

At the same time, its eyes darted around, wanting to continue fighting back and then escape.

But Lin Yuan instantly saw through his thoughts, and with a flash of his sword, the tendons in the man's hands were severed.

He cried out in pain and almost fell to his knees.

But Lin Yuan's sword tip pressed against his throat again, cutting a little deeper and causing beads of blood to spill out.

The man dared not move again, completely giving up the idea of ​​escaping, and finally spoke the truth.

"It's from the He family, sent by He Chongwen!"

Lin Yuan's eyes turned cold.

The He family, it's the He family again.

"What did he send you here for?"

"He sent me to arrest... to arrest Miss Lin." The man's voice trembled. "Master He said that the choice of the virgin for the grand sacrifice on the 15th has not yet been decided. Since the Lin family is not appreciative, it would be better to let Miss Lin be the sacrifice."

Lin Yuan remained silent.

His hand holding the sword remained motionless, and the cold glint at the tip of the sword grew ever colder.

"Anything else?"

"No...that's all. They just told me to take the person back, and didn't say anything else..."

The man answered tremblingly, then tried to say a few more words.

"I was forced into this situation, please let me go..."

But before he could finish speaking...

Lin Yuan nodded, flicked his wrist, and the longsword slashed across.

"In your next life, don't be so blind."

He stood up, flicked the blood off his sword, and sheathed it.

The courtyard fell silent.

Only blood flowed slowly through the gaps in the bluestone slabs.

Lin Wan'er huddled in the corner, trembling all over, her face covered in tears, her face a mess of tears.

Lin Yuan walked over and squatted down.

"It's alright now."

He spoke softly and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here with you."

Lin Wan'er could no longer hold back and threw herself into Lin Yuan's arms, bursting into tears.

Just then, another series of hurried footsteps came from the other end of the corridor.

Uncle Fu arrived breathlessly with two of his men, but he saw Lin Yuan standing in the corner from afar and said with a look of fear on his face.

"Young master, there are kidnappers..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed in front of her.

But the next moment.

He then saw two blood-soaked corpses lying not far from Lin Yuan, dressed in black, who were the two kidnappers from before.

His steps froze, his expression blank, and he stood there motionless.

Looking at the scene before him, he opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Was the young master the one who killed the kidnappers?

There seems to be no other explanation besides this possibility.

Although the origins of these two kidnappers were unknown, their physiques and weapons clearly indicated that they were skilled in martial arts.

Young Master killed two martial arts experts all by himself?

Uncle Fu then remembered that the young master had been practicing swordsmanship in the backyard every day, from morning till night, without interruption.

He thought it was just for physical fitness, a cover-up for his helplessness at home.

But now.

Uncle Fu looked at the two corpses on the ground, the blood-dripping sword in Lin Yuan's hand, and Lin Yuan's calm eyes.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have never really known this second young master.

"Young Master..."

Uncle Fu finally realized what was happening, his voice trembling, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"It's my fault, I deserve to die! I wasn't careful enough, and the villains sneaked in, almost harming Miss..."

"stand up."

Lin Yuan interrupted him, his voice calm.

"Clean up those two bodies thoroughly, and don't let anyone know."

Uncle Fu nodded quickly.

"Yes, yes."

He stood up and ordered his men to drag the body away. At the same time, he privately issued a stern warning, telling no one to ask any further questions.

Lin Yuan helped Lin Wan'er up and led her into the house.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and looked at Uncle Fu.

"You can tell your older brother about what happened tonight; there's no need to hide it from him."

Uncle Fu was taken aback for a moment, then quickly nodded.

"Yes, this old servant understands."

Watching Lin Yuan leave this place with Lin Wan'er.

Uncle Fu stood there, still unable to calm down from the shock.

Young Master, how long have you been practicing martial arts?

He had only been in the martial arts school for a little over a month when he was able to kill two martial arts experts without even a scratch on his body.

Such talent.

Was the young master's previous arrogant demeanor just an act?

Uncle Fu dared not think any further. He quickly ordered his men to clean up the bloodstains in the courtyard, drag the body to the back door, and throw it into the river late at night.

……

Lin Yuan's side.

He escorted Lin Wan'er back to her room, talked with her for a while, comforted her, and only left the room after she fell asleep.

Under the eaves, the moonlight was as clear as water.

Lin Yuan returned to the backyard.

Tonight's events confirmed his fears.

The He family has already set their sights on Lin Wan'er.

First it was the eldest brother, then it was Lin Wan'er; the He family is really becoming more and more unscrupulous.

This time, I was lucky to have returned in time, but what if he had been a moment later?

What if there are more than two opponents, or what if those two are even stronger?

Lin Yuan gripped the sword hilt tightly and then began practicing his swordsmanship again.

There was no other way but to strive to become stronger, strong enough to deal with any danger.

The sense of urgency in my heart grew stronger and stronger.

Watching the proficiency level on the panel increase, I've started to have ideas for acquiring the essence of folk customs.

His target was the ever-increasing number of water ghosts.

Water spirits are naturally among the spiritual beings of heaven and earth, and their bodies can certainly be the source of much folk wisdom.

If my strength reaches the second stage of body tempering, I can start considering obtaining essence points from the water ghost.

Now, we must become stronger faster and then break through.

As for his own strength.

Lin Yuan no longer intended to hide it from his family, or at least from those close to him.

It's bound to be exposed sooner or later anyway.

Now that it's been revealed, it will put my elder brother and the others at ease.

……

Meanwhile, in the study.

Lin Che leaned against the headboard and listened to Uncle Fu's report, remaining silent for a long time.

"You mean, you killed two martial arts experts all by yourself?"

"Yes," Uncle Fu said, bowing his head. "Two skilled practitioners, they both look like they're undergoing their first body tempering."

Lin Che fell silent again.

He recalled Lin Yuan's recent changes, and then he remembered the words of comfort his younger brother had given him the night he was injured.

"I'll take care of things at home."

At the time, he only thought it was youthful chivalry.

But now that I think about it...

Lin Che suddenly smiled.

Uncle Fu was taken aback.

"Young Master, you..."

"It's nothing." Lin Che shook his head. "Uncle Fu, you can go now."

"What about the second young master...?"

"No need to ask any more questions, just let him be."

Uncle Fu acknowledged and withdrew.

Lin Che leaned against the headboard, looking at the moonlight outside the window.

Although he suspected that his younger brother probably had some secret, he didn't intend to ask any further questions.

In any case, he is his own brother, family.

That's enough.