Chapter Fifty-Four Only This Much

  "The Qin family is rising again." The master of the Mu family gazed out for a long time, then let out a long sigh and said: "I remember that back in the day, Qin Yi was also this age when he entered the Lingxuan realm. Thirty years have passed and finally another one has emerged."

  "Yes." The master of the Du family also sighed: "If it were just Qin Hao alone, perhaps it wouldn't be a big deal. But looking at the young masters who came out earlier, they are really different from before. That momentum is completely different."

  "That Qin Hao is indeed formidable. A 15-year-old Lingxuan Wu Zhe." The Huang family head glanced in Lin Yu's direction: "Lin Yu and he are somewhat inferior, he broke through the tenth layer of Condensed Mystique at seventeen. And that one move he revealed earlier was an Extreme Wu Technique, right? It's hard to imagine, a Lingxuan realm Wu Zhe can actually wield it to this extent."

  Several homeowners exchanged a look, all of them were shocked and hard to calm down.

  Let's not mention how the Qin family obtained the ultimate martial arts technique for now. Just looking at Qin Hao's situation was enough to shock them.

  Is the ultimate martial art used casually? What is the ultimate martial art? It's a true martial art that can bring out the body's internal energy to the extreme, exploring the limits of human potential.

  The only consequence of using this martial skill without sufficient boundary is the backlash of power, severe damage to the meridians, and leaving behind a hidden danger. But looking at Qin Hao's situation earlier, where was such a problem? He even managed to condense his fist intent. Is this something that a first-rate martial artist can achieve?

  "A few people still look at the problem more comprehensively, don't make rash decisions. It's best to wait and see for now." Another homeowner chimed in, saying: "We've seen many geniuses before, it's not a small number. Potential is important, but current strength can't be lacking either. Moreover, not every genius can go far on the path of cultivation."

  The masters of the various families looked at Lin Yu with their eyes, and another wave of contemplation. Indeed, now that Lin Yu was twenty-five years old and had reached the sixth level of Ling Xuan, he had also become a disciple of one of the elders of Feng Bo Zong, an achievement that should not be underestimated.

  Qin family's Qin Hao, Lin family's Lin Yu! Both of their potentials are immeasurable. They still have to seriously consider it once more.

  "Congratulations to the master of Qin's family! Three years of hiding and finally winning in one morning." Lin Yu smiled and walked in front of Qin Feng, bowing his hands to congratulate him. It seemed that he had no grudges against Lin Bi's severe injury.

  Qin Feng was unhappy in his heart and didn't look good on his face, but he maintained a calm expression, neither cold nor hot, and nodded slightly.

  "You're Qin Hao, right?" Lin Yu took a few more steps and stood in front of Qin Hao: "At this age, having such exquisite cultivation is quite impressive, it can be said that you have an astonishing talent."

  Qin Hao smiled and said: "Thank you."

  "I hope you can continue to make rapid progress in the future." Lin Yu chuckled and said, "After all, people with high innate talent who have neglected it are not uncommon. I don't want you to waste your natural gifts either."

  Qin Feng's face changed suddenly, and Lin Yu's words were like teaching a junior. Although the tone was calm, it subtly carried a sense of superiority.

  Qin Hao was also smiling, but there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

  "By the way, Qin Hao, the test qualification for Feng Bo Sect in the Qin family should be given to you?" Lin Yu seemed to have suddenly realized and said: "So, you have a chance to become my junior brother? In the future, if you enter Feng Bo Sect and encounter difficulties, just report my name. Among the disciples of Feng Bo Sect, I also count as someone who can speak up."

  As soon as the words came out, some of the family heads' faces also became somewhat unnatural. Lin Yu's words were ambiguous in meaning, but they could hear it. It was not only a show of force to Qin Hao, but also a warning to them. He was hinting to them, making them understand that for now, Lin Yu was the one who really had the final say in Fengqi Sect, and Qin Hao was nothing compared to him.

  Furthermore, Lin Yu especially emphasized the three words "having an opportunity", which also means that it is still unclear whether Qin Hao can truly become a disciple of Feng Bo Sect.

  The onlookers were also very interested, they wanted to know how the Qin family would face this open provocation. However, when some people saw the carefree expression of the Qin family's younger disciples behind Qin Hao, they couldn't help but feel a little suspicious - was it really that easy for someone to come and provoke them?

  Mu Chen Dong couldn't hold it in anymore. The Mu family had always maintained a neutral stance and got along well with most of the other families, especially since he thought some members of the Qin family were quite pleasant to interact with. Under the cover of darkness, avoiding his father's gaze, he quietly made his way to the back of the Qin family's formation.

  He fought his way through the Qin family's ranks and walked up to a slightly chubby, seemingly affable Qin Ze, saying: "Brother, can't you guys understand what he means between the lines?"

  Qin Ze turned his head, glanced at Mu Chen Dong, and found that this kid was the unlucky one who had been bullied by their group of ten earlier. He suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, and his tone also softened a bit: "That guy is an idiot, pretending to be calm and collected, who can't see the provocative meaning?"

  "How come you didn't react? Just let someone provoke us like that?" Mu Chen Dong's tone was full of doubt.

  Qin Ze smiled and said calmly: "That kid delivered his face to our doorstep, what can we do?"

  Qin Chao, who was standing beside them, saw that the two were talking happily and chimed in, "He's just asking for trouble, Qin Hao will make him understand this principle."

  Mu Chen Dong's eyes swept around, finding that most of the Qin family juniors were chatting in pairs, occasionally casting mocking glances at Lin Yu, but no one had any intention of speaking out against him. When their gazes passed over Qin Hao's body, they all changed, revealing an absolute trust and complete reliance, without even a hint of hesitation or worry.

  What shocked him even more was that Qin Yuxian's face, which rarely showed a smile, now had a faint smile on it, and her eyes seemed to have a mischievous glint in them.

  Mu Chen Dong's heart suddenly skipped a beat as he recalled a phrase his father once said: There are some people who seem to get along harmoniously on the surface, but in reality, they are like a pile of loose sand. Some people don't need to say much to each other, yet they can truly trust and rely on one another. When you see this kind of relationship within a family, it's time for you to make a choice: either thoroughly destroy them or fully befriend them. There is no middle ground.

  Mu Chen Dong gazed into the empty space with a somewhat distracted expression. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Father, is it now that we need to make our choice?"

  Qin Hao raised his eyelids, and with a face that didn't show any anger, he asked: "Lin Yu? I heard you're the core disciple of Fengpao Sect and have already taken a certain elder as your master?"

  "Not bad," Lin Yu said with a hint of pride on his face. This was indeed something he could be proud of.

  "I heard you've already entered the Spiritual Realm. Just now, when you jumped down from the hawk's back, the strength of your Xuan Qi was above the sixth level of the Spiritual Realm."

  "You have a good eye for this." Lin Yu praised: "I didn't expect you to have such insight when you first entered the Spiritual Realm."

  "Not bad at all, twenty-five years old and already a Sixth-Order Profound Spirit, really not bad." Qin Hao nodded his head, his tone carrying an undisguised affirmation.

  "Thank you." Lin Yu's expression didn't change, his eyes carrying a hint of arrogance. His cultivation realm was indeed the capital he valued most.

  "But it's just okay." Qin Hao's tone changed, and he said coldly.

  Lin Yu's eyes paused for a moment, and his gaze turned cold: "Low strength, big tone."

  Qin Hao didn't take over Lin Yu's conversation, but instead continued on his own: "A 25-year-old Ling Xuan Wu Zhe, he will surely surpass the current family heads in the future, and as a core disciple of a large sect, he indeed has the capital to be arrogant."

  "But that's all there is."

  Lin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said sternly, "Don't talk nonsense, first take a look at whether you have enough strength, or you'll suffer a big loss."

  "Thanks for your concern. Are you from Fengxia Sect?" Qin Hao suddenly let out a soft laugh, turned around and stopped looking at him.

  "Six months later, I'll come find you."

  "Father, let's go."

  Qin Feng glanced at Lin Yu with a faint gaze, then turned and walked towards the outside of the court, followed closely by the Qin family's younger generation.

  Qin Hao took a step forward, his footsteps steady and heavy as he followed. When they reached the edge of the square, Qin Hao suddenly turned back, his tone arrogant: "By the way, some things are better not to be hidden. From now on, if anyone wants to provoke the Qin family, Qin Hao will accompany them at any time."

  Qin Hao said this as his gaze swept back and forth across Lin Zhanbei, Lan Yi, and several small family heads close to the two families. The words were filled with a strong sense of battle intent.

  "Qin, Hao." Lin Yu gazed at Qin Hao's receding back, his fists clenched with bulging veins, forcing out these two words. His life had been extremely smooth sailing, rapidly advancing in martial arts from a young age, and after becoming a disciple of Rufeng Zong, he continued to rise effortlessly, becoming a powerful elder's disciple. He had never suffered such humiliation before.

  "This kid, has some meaning." The old man in the wheelchair suddenly opened his eyes again, with a clear and transparent gaze, completely without the usual dullness of old age, but rather like a sharp sword out of its scabbard, revealing its edge, piercing people's hearts.

  "But isn't he a bit too young and arrogant?" The old man pondered for a moment, then shook his head again, saying in a complicated tone: "He's really just like Qin Yi. I don't know if it's good or bad."

  When it came to Qin Yi, the old man's eyes suddenly dimmed, looking much more worn out.

  "It's not necessarily bad to have a bit more momentum." Behind him, Ji Fan chuckled and said: "If young people are dull and lack sharpness, how can they soar in the martial world? Knowing when to hold back and when to reveal is the right way. I think Qin Hao still has a good grasp of that degree."

  "Perhaps," said the old man with a sigh.

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  I've been thinking about this problem for a long time.

  Do I need to streak for recommendations or roll on the ground for recommendations? It's too hard to choose.