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Chapter 1387: Chapter 1019: One Sword Cuts Chenyuan (Part 2)

The clever branch of the Lin Family, believing they couldn’t even get a sip of soup, didn’t want to waste more time and decided to seek their own future.

Thus, Lin Shuo became even angrier!

Ultimately, Wan Mingchuan also shares my blood! Now that he has succeeded, instead of supporting his family, he even leaves his own father at a banquet, letting others see my disgrace! Some even took the opportunity to split the family, making this grand family that I’ve been proud of for so many years vulnerable to collapse.

If I don’t ask for an explanation, the Lin Family will disband!

Choosing over a dozen long-trusted followers, Lin Shuo casually picked a jade sculpture from the storeroom as a congratulatory gift, and the group didn’t hesitate to waste precious Teleportation Talismans to directly reach Mirror Mountain’s Celestial Sword Sect.

"Friend, please hold your steps. May I ask if you have an invitation?" Before stepping into the mountain gate, a Celestial Sword Sect disciple guarding the entrance stepped forward, clenched his fist in greeting, and politely inquired.

At this time, the banquet was halfway through, and sect families with invitations had long entered.

The rushing Patriarch of the Lin Family had previously caused quite a scene at the Celestial Sword Sect, which was still widely known. Even new disciples knew that the Vice Sect Leader had not invited him to the banquet.

"I am the Patriarch of the Central Province Lin Family, Lin Shuo." Blocked at the mountain gate, he didn’t even glance at the little guard disciple, his gaze pierced through the Sect Protection Array to land on those varied flying instruments on the square, knowing for sure they were brought by his eldest son, fueling the flames of greed in his heart.

On the wilderness at night, there were many Demon Cultivators, and Lin Shuo occasionally saw one or two flying instruments, reportedly invaluable!

Such treasures in abundant numbers, yet neither his father nor the Lin Family had a share; how can anyone endure this?

"Sorry, without an invitation, the Lin Patriarch cannot enter." The guard disciple fully blocked him.

Blocked by a mere disciple, Lin Shuo felt displeased, squinted slightly, and spoke coldly, "I came this time to see my son, move aside."

The guard disciple blocked him again, "Without an invitation, you cannot enter."

"How dare you!"

Accompanied by Lin Shuo’s angry shout, over a dozen entourage immediately drew their swords, glaring at the guard disciple.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Ling Di, Bai Yunqi, and Wan Mingchuan in the hall slightly turned their heads simultaneously. From the moment Lin Shuo arrived at the mountain gate, the three of them sensed it, but the human cultivators present were of relatively low realms and hadn’t noticed yet.

Although Ling Di hadn’t seen the previous grievances firsthand, he heard the complete version from Hu Zhile. Seeing the situation, the little dog waggled its tail and glanced at Wan Mingchuan, "It’s inconvenient for you to take action; do you want me to help handle it?"

"Thank you, Ling Di, but I don’t need your help." Wan Mingchuan shook his head and smiled, "He doesn’t understand my path, although I’ve patiently explained it to him. Since he still doesn’t get it, it’s pointless to waste words."

Having said that, with a thought, his Lifebound Sword Spirit emerged, and he flicked his finger, "Go."

Guests inside the hall were unaware of what happened, and only saw sharp Sword Intent flashing by like lightning—next moment, hearing a thunderous roar from the mountain gate, "Get out!"

The guard disciple only felt a breeze brushing his face;

Lin Shuo and over a dozen attendants directly fell down Mirror Mountain onto the town below, without even a chance to resist the shaking Sword Energy!

"Swish!"

A sword light flashed past their ears, slicing off Lin Shuo’s messy strands of hair.

"Crack!" A light sound as if something had broken.

He paused, watching the flying sword leave by itself, assuming it was a mere hallucination, not caring too much. After all, what concerned Lin Shuo more at this moment was his dignity—being shoved off the mountain by his own son, utterly losing face!

Even if something did break, it might be his dignity or the sincere heart wanting closeness with his son.

"Wow, truly the ones cultivating immortality, falling from such a high mountain and not dying."

"Isn’t that... the one Lin, thrown out by Vice Sect Leader Ouyang earlier?"

"The one who stopped looking for his lost son?"

"Yes! And the one who tried fooling Vice Sect Leader Ouyang at the Celestial Sword Sect to get their cultivation manuals using a child born to a second wife, the same age as the lost one."

"After losing his youth he didn’t care; now the young man is successful and reunites with his grandpa, while he curries favor and gets tackled off the mountain..."

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The gossip of the cultivation world is most entertaining for mortals, especially stories of comeuppance, which are both satisfying and exhilarating.

Celestial Sword Sect disciples have always been gentle; mortals in the town often fearlessly tease cultivators, with some even adding embellishments when recounting past feuds about Lin’s maneuvering inside Mirror Mountain back when Ouyang Qing was gravely injured.

The mockery reached Lin Shuo’s ears, and finally he couldn’t withstand the sword energy from earlier, spewing a mouthful of blood.

The dozen attendants weren’t seriously hurt, but each was quite battered, quietly asking what to do next. What else could be done? Frightened by the sword’s brushing past his face leaving cold sweat, Lin Shuo came to a stark realization.

His eldest genuinely wanted to sever ties; the earlier warning meant continuing onto their path meant only death.

Arriving aggressively, only moments passed before they scurried back to the Lin Mansion with tails between their legs.

Hardly catching a breath, Lin Shuo heard his wife brought a paper of divorce, intending to take the dowry and twins back to her parents’ house; then some branches clamoring for family division; elders seeing the situation wanted to seize power and raid the treasury keys.

Having gained nothing but lost more, Lin Shuo opened his mouth but couldn’t utter a word before fainting.

On Mirror Mountain above, in Celestial Sword Sect hall, cultivators had just seen lightning pass by, followed by sharp Sword Energy; the flying sword returned by itself.

Only a move by Wan Mingchuan, releasing terrifying aura, then retracting it, yet still left everyone flabbergasted—such powerful suppression, what realm has this young man cultivated to?

No wonder he is the bloodline of Senior Ouyang, how terrifying!

Thinking this, everyone again looked at Ouyang Qing, he surely was delayed in his cultivation by living among mortals. In the wilderness, his cultivation would surely advance further.

"The Dao?" Ouyang Qing had just learned from the inner sect disciple’s report about Lin Shuo causing trouble again, apparently taught a lesson by his grandson, delighting him greatly, "Mingchuan, have you already attained your Dao?"

On the path of cultivation, to achieve results, one must comprehend the Heavenly Dao and find one’s great Dao.

Some are immersed in the Slaughter Dao; others study the Heartless Dao, all rumored paths, never witnessing anyone grasping their exclusive Dao personally.

Wan Mingchuan nodded slightly, not at all concealing, "My Dao is simple—distinguishing right from wrong, with clear favors and grudges, repaying grievances, and returning kindness. In the Central Province Lin Mansion in the past, I patiently explained my heart’s reasoning to Lin Shuo, telling him after witnessing incident after incident that the bond between us was completely severed.

If he persisted, it would disrupt my Daoxin. Earlier, at the mountain gate, he was clamoring noisily; I gave him a minor punishment. If he repeats, he will certainly die."

As he spoke, a sudden wind blew, stirring clouds to cover the sky, and a rumbling of thunder began to approach.

"Is this a thunder tribulation?" Bai Yunqi sensed it, his eyes wide in shock, "Xiao Chuanzi, you’re about to breakthrough realms again? Quick! Return home at once and have the Master protect you!"

This is the Integration Realm Peak advancing to the Void Realm, requiring utmost care!

Wan Mingchuan rose, smiled gently, and waved, "Brother Long, don’t worry. Earlier, severing Chenyuan with a sword further solidified my Daoxin, my stuck peak realm naturally surges forth. No need to return home to undergo tribulation, right here where the conditions are just right."

Ling Di transformed back to original form, unrestricted Tribulation Crossing Realm aura, stomped a foot to reassure him with a calming pill, "Rest easy, with me here, focus on confronting the thunder tribulation, woof woof!"

The wind rises; thunder falls; the sword comes.

One person and a sword, facing the wind, crashing into the terrifying lightning.

Whether Celestial Sword Sect guests or disciples, or mortals in the town below Mirror Mountain, all looked up to witness a terrifying yet magnificent scene, even forgetting to exclaim.

"Time flies so quickly, in the blink of an eye Xiao Chuanzi has become a High Level Cultivator." Bai Yunqi quietly captured the moment with his Memory Stone, simultaneously live-streaming Wan Mingchuan’s tribulation in the small courtyard group chat.

He watched the figure standing proudly amidst the thunderclouds, suddenly recalling the springtime when the youth first embarked on the cultivation path, so frantic before the Foundation Establishment. Now, Xiao Chuanzi calmly faced the thunder tribulation alone, and once this is crossed, his realm will exceed my own!