Gao Wu: Oh no! Young Master Zhen is a cultivator!

At this point in the conversation, many people started to have ulterior motives.

If the Chu family can do it, why can't our family?

What family doesn't have a daughter?

At this moment, Lin Ran has become a hot commodity in everyone's eyes.

Who wouldn't want a cultivation technique that can easily allow someone to enter the Innate Realm?

While Chu Xining's own talent played a part, the extraordinary nature of the cultivation technique in Lin Ran's hands could not be denied.

Since the Sun family's "Devouring Flame Technique" can be changed into "Melting Ice Technique," can Lin Ran's cultivation technique also be changed into a technique that others can cultivate?

If this path is feasible, which family wouldn't want to give up a daughter?

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Lin Hongbo and Chu Mingyuan publicly announced the engagement between Lin Ran and Chu Xining.

The applause lasted for more than ten seconds, and the atmosphere in the venue became increasingly enthusiastic.

Lin Hongbo and Chu Mingyuan agreed to hold an engagement banquet for the two of them after the martial arts exam.

Lin Ran had no objection to this, while Chu Xining seemed very much looking forward to it.

She linked arms with Lin Ran, her eyes curving into two crescent moons.

After the banquet ended, Chu Xining stood in front of the revolving door, holding Lin Ran's hand tightly and refusing to let go.

After the two bid each other a reluctant farewell, she watched Lin Ran get into the car with reluctance.

Watching the Lin family's car drive away, Chu Mingyuan couldn't help but sigh, "Sigh... I don't know if this choice was good or bad..."

"Being with Brother Lin Ran is the best choice!" Chu Xining's gaze was firm.

Shen Ruyun shook her head: "How did I end up with such a love-obsessed daughter like you?"

The Rolls-Royce came to a stop downstairs at the villa. Lin Ran got out of the car, quickly went back to his room, changed into sportswear, picked up his backpack, and went out again.

Before the Lin family could even voice their doubts, they saw his figure disappear outside the door.

Song Yishu shook her head helplessly: "This child really doesn't rest for a moment."

Nestled on the sofa, Lin Zhiyao couldn't help but complain, "He has such amazing skills, but he doesn't share them with his family. He just uses them to please that little green tea b*tch."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Song Yishu tapped her head. "The 'little green tea' you're talking about will become your sister-in-law in the future. Don't say things like that again!"

Lin Zhiyao stuck out her tongue: "That's true, and you won't let people say it?"

"Chu Xining has an S-level ice-type talent. The techniques she can use are ones that neither you nor I might be able to use," Lin Zhixia said seriously, sitting upright on a single sofa.

"Why can't I use it?" Lin Zhiyao said indignantly, "She's ice-type, and I'm water-type. We're clearly very similar, okay? Speaking of aptitude, aren't you also an S-rank, Second Sister?"

Lin Zhixia shook her head: "I have a wood-type talent, and the techniques she can use may not be suitable for me."

"Anyway, Lin Ran doesn't treat us like family." Lin Zhiyao crossed her arms and pouted so much that she could hang an oil bottle on her lips.

Lin Zhixia glanced at her: "If you treat him badly, he naturally won't treat you well either."

"I... wasn't there some misunderstanding back then? I..." Lin Zhiyao subconsciously glanced at the corner of the sofa.

After Lin Haozhe returned, he sat there quietly without saying a word.

"Haozhe, why haven't you said anything?"

Lin Zhiyao's voice interrupted Lin Haozhe's thoughts.

He looked up and gave a forced smile: "Oh, it's nothing. I just think Ran-ge is so amazing, I feel a little ashamed of myself."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself," Lin Zhixia casually advised. "After all, everyone's circumstances are different. You have good talent, and you'll always be able to catch up in the future."

However, her persuasion did not make Lin Haozhe any better.

At this moment, Lin Haozhe felt immense pressure, an extraordinary pressure.

Now that Lin Ran is already a Xiantian Realm martial artist, what should I do?

If Lin Ran is allowed to grow up, will I still have a chance?

"I will try my best." He lowered his head, his fingers trembling slightly.

Lin Ran's strength has improved too quickly!

If he can't get rid of Lin Ran as soon as possible, he himself will probably be the one to be dealt with.

Lin Zhiyao jumped off the sofa, determined: "No, I must ask him tomorrow. I want to see if I can use that cultivation technique he has."

"Brother Ran might still be sulking with Third Sister, so he probably won't hand over the cultivation technique easily," Lin Haozhe said with a hint of worry in his voice.

"Hmph! Can't a grown man be a little more magnanimous?" Lin Zhiyao pouted. "Besides, I haven't provoked him recently."

Song Yishu glanced at Lin Zhiyao: "Who says men have to be magnanimous?"

"Isn't that right?" Lin Zhiyao blinked.

Song Yishu shook her head: "You need to change your mindset! Otherwise, you'll suffer after you get married!"

"I don't want to get married!" Lin Zhiyao blushed instantly, rushed over and hugged Song Yishu's arm, pleading, "I want to stay with Mom and Dad forever!"

Song Yishu pinched her cheek and laughed, "That won't do. You'll become an old maid then."

"Hmph!" Lin Zhiyao raised her head: "Then you can't look down on me."

Late at night, Lin Haozhe returned to his room, locked the door, and dialed a special number again.

He recounted the events that had occurred at the Chu family banquet, and the person opposite him remained silent for a long time.

"The master instructed you to poison him."

Lin Haozhe's breathing suddenly quickened: "It's too difficult to poison him alone. Everyone's here during the meal. Unless I poison the entire Lin family!"

"Fool!" The voice on the other end grew even colder. "If you poisoned the entire Lin family, wouldn't everyone know it was you?"

"But if I poison Lin Ran, won't people suspect me?" Lin Haozhe's voice was very low.

Although he knew he was just a pawn, he occasionally wanted to struggle.

"Lin Ran has more than just you as an enemy." The voice on the other end softened slightly. "Without evidence, who can say for sure?"

"But……"

"No buts!" The voice on the other end turned cold again. "What the master wants is a smooth transition, not some major case!"

Lin Haozhe clenched his fist and took a deep breath: "I understand, I'll figure something out."

"This is the master's order, you must obey!" The other party's tone left no room for negotiation.

Lin Haozhe remained silent for a moment, then finally agreed: "I will do as you say!"

He hung up the call and lay back on the bed.

Moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting flickering light on his face.

The next morning, at the restaurant.

Lin Zhiyao sat opposite Lin Ran, her fork constantly poking at the fried egg, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.

Lin Ran ignored this.

Seeing this, Lin Haozhe took the initiative to speak up: "Brother Ran, Third Sister wants to ask you, can Second Sister and Third Sister cultivate the cultivation technique you gave to Chu Xining yesterday?"

Lin Ran glanced at Lin Haozhe: "Of course... no. That's a technique exclusive to ice-type awakened individuals."

"You're lying!" Lin Zhiyao exclaimed indignantly, "If it's an ice-type exclusive technique, why are you able to cultivate it yourself?"

"Who said I only have one cultivation technique?" Lin Ran said with a playful smile.

Lin Zhiyao was slightly taken aback: "Then can I practice the cultivation technique you cultivate yourself?"

"Of course... I can't either." Lin Ran shrugged. "Because the cultivation method I practice is only suitable for my own physique."

Although his physique was acquired, it is still unique.

"How could such a coincidence happen?" Lin Zhiyao's eyebrows furrowed. "You just happened to obtain two different cultivation techniques, and only you and Chu Xining can use them?"

Lin Ran took a bite of the fried egg, chewed a few times, and slowly said, "Who said I only have two cultivation techniques?"

Upon hearing this, both Lin Zhiyao and Lin Haozhe were taken aback.

After a moment, Lin Zhiyao came to her senses and quickly asked, "Do you have any other cultivation techniques?"

"Of course... no." Lin Ran shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"Are you kidding me?!" Lin Zhiyao slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly.