Stuck on the highway, I just flew home on my sword!

Lin Ye's fingers traced a perfect arc in the air.

A silver sword aura flashed by like a crescent moon.

"laugh--"

An extremely faint cutting sound rang out.

That was the sound of a sharp blade cutting through leather.

The pupils of Chen Shan and the other three widened instantly, filled with utter despair.

Then.

Four heads shot into the sky simultaneously.

Blood gushed out, staining the surrounding white snow a grim crimson.

silence.

A deathly silence.

In the alley, the strong smell of blood spread in the cold wind.

The four headless corpses remained in their attacking postures, frozen for two seconds, before collapsing heavily onto the snow.

Lin Ye stood at the edge of the pool of blood, not a single drop of blood on his body.

He looked at the four corpses on the ground with a cold, indifferent gaze, as if he were looking at four pieces of rotten flesh.

"Peak of the Blood Burning Realm, is that all?"

He shook his head.

To martial artists in the secular world, these four people are probably already unapproachable powerhouses.

But faced with the cultivators' overwhelming power, they didn't even have a chance to react.

The "body sword" blocked all their senses and nerve reflexes.

In that instant, they were not fighting, but had become four wooden stakes at the mercy of others.

Lin Ye flicked his finger.

A wisp of pale blue Samadhi Fire landed on the corpse.

"call--"

The flames spread instantly, without any smoke or burnt smell.

Less than three seconds.

The corpses, blood, and even the specially made alloy weapons on the ground were all burned to ashes.

All that remained was a vast expanse of white snow.

It was as if these four people had never appeared at all.

"Murder and arson bring wealth and honor; cultivating immortality ensures swift destruction of evidence."

Lin Ye clapped his hands and walked home with a relaxed expression.

Lin Ye returned to his room but did not immediately continue cultivating.

He sat by the window, watching the heavy snow falling outside, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

The fight just now wasn't even a warm-up for him.

With his mid-stage Transcendent Realm cultivation and the powerful weapon [Seven Emotions and Six Desires Box], dealing with a few ancient martial artists at the Blood Burning Realm is as easy as an adult crushing a few ants.

He didn't even use a real flying sword.

But this incident served as a wake-up call for him.

The fact that the Chen family was able to find their way here indicates that they have special tracking methods.

This time, four people at the Blood Burning Realm have arrived.

What about next time?

Could it be a Heavenly Realm expert, or even an even stronger being?

Lin Ye wasn't afraid of trouble.

He was confident that he could kill as many as they came.

But this land that gave him birth and nurtured him, this peaceful and tranquil town, could not withstand the impact of this level of fighting.

More importantly, my second uncle.

Lin Jianguo was just an ordinary retired old man.

His greatest wish in life was to see Lin Ye marry, have children, and live a peaceful life.

Lin Ye couldn't imagine what the consequences would have been if the Chen family had targeted his second uncle, who was sleeping soundly in the neighboring courtyard, instead of him.

That was his weakness.

It was the one thing he could never touch in his life.

Although he could set up defensive formations around the old house, and even give his second uncle protective magic items.

Even with constant vigilance, oversights can still occur.

The best defense is always the proactive one.

Sometimes, the best protection is to stay away.

"It seems it's time to leave."

Lin Ye made a decision in his heart.

He can't stay in Qinghe Town, this newbie village, forever.

His presence is like a beacon in the darkness, constantly attracting moths drawn to the light.

Only by returning to a bustling metropolis like Jiangnan City and actively stepping into the spotlight can one attract all the dangers and troubles to oneself.

This allowed the town and the old man who had raised him for fifteen years to be completely free from conflict.

Once the decision was made, Lin Ye felt a sense of clarity.

The lingering worry that had been weighing on my mind vanished without a trace.

He stood up and walked into the yard.

With his hands forming a mudra, the spiritual energy within his body surged forth without reservation.

He was going to set up the strongest formation he could currently create around this old house and his parents' graves on the hill behind it.

A complex formation that combines defense, concealment, and spirit gathering.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Snow stopped.

The brilliant sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the snow-covered earth.

Lin Jianguo pushed open the courtyard gate, preparing to take his birds for a walk, but was stunned by the scene before him.

The old locust tree in the yard, which had been half-dead, was now lush and green, as if it had returned to the height of summer overnight.

The weeds in the corner of the wall grew taller than a person, full of vitality.

The air in the entire courtyard was so fresh that you couldn't help but want to take a few more breaths.

"What... what's going on?"

Lin Jianguo rubbed his eyes, thinking he was still half asleep.

"Good morning, Second Uncle."

Lin Ye came out of the house, carrying two steaming bowls of noodles.

"It's nothing, I just fertilized the flowers and plants in the yard last night," he casually made up an excuse.

Lin Jianguo was skeptical, but didn't ask any further questions.

He took the bowl of noodles, slurped down a large mouthful, and mumbled, "You little rascal, you're being all mysterious."

"By the way, I think I heard a noise outside last night, like firecrackers going off. Did you hear it?"

"No, I was sleeping soundly," Lin Ye replied without changing his expression.

After finishing breakfast, Lin Ye looked at his second uncle, who was feeding the thrush in the yard, and said:

"Second Uncle, the company is urging me to go back; there's a project that's quite urgent."

Lin Jianguo paused in his work, turned his head, and a trace of reluctance flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Leaving so soon?"

"Okay." Lin Ye nodded. "I'll come back to see you after I'm done with this."

"Alright, work comes first." Lin Jianguo sighed. "Take good care of yourself while you're away, and don't always eat takeout; it's bad for your stomach."

"And don't forget what I told you!"

"If you dare to come back alone again next Chinese New Year..."

"I know, I know," Lin Ye interrupted him, both amused and exasperated. "I promise to bring you a daughter-in-law."

He took a bank card out of his pocket and stuffed it into his second uncle's hand.

"There's some money here, so don't be stingy with it. Buy whatever you want to eat."

"You silly child, what do I, an old man, need to spend money on..."

Lin Jianguo tried to refuse, but Lin Ye forcibly stuffed it into his pocket.

Kari is a small fragment of a spirit stone that Lin Ye condensed with his spiritual power. Although its spiritual energy is weak, wearing it for a long time is enough to prevent an ordinary person from getting sick and prolong their life.

Pack your simple luggage.

Actually, I didn't have much luggage, just a backpack.

Lin Ye stood at the courtyard gate and glanced back.

Under the sunlight, his second uncle, his back hunched, stood under the old locust tree, waving to him.

His face was etched with wrinkles, a testament to his deep concern.

Lin Ye felt a warmth in his heart and waved with a smile.

He turned and strode away.