Chapter 70 - 71: 3-Layered Force, Calamity of the Lin Family Castle

Chapter 70: Chapter 71: 3-Layered Force, Calamity of the Lin Family Castle

Two hours later, Su Chen successfully prepared four doses of the medicine.

After drinking the first dose, the effects weren’t very noticeable. Once the second dose went down, a warm sensation spread through his body, as if he were soaking in a hot spring. With the third dose, his body immediately grew hot, though he could barely endure it.

After waiting for a while, Su Chen didn’t hesitate. He downed the fourth dose, and his body suddenly burned like a fireball. The potent medicinal energy turned his skin bright red, and a searing heat surged through his internal organs. Fortunately, this state didn’t last long. As the medicinal liquid gradually flowed through his entire body, Su Chen’s skin color slowly returned to normal.

"PANT PANT PANT!"

Half an hour later, Su Chen was panting heavily, drenched in sweat, his face showing lingering shock. "Taking four doses is still pushing it, but I finally managed to suffer through it."

Looking at the changes on the interface, a look of joy appeared on Su Chen’s face.

"At the rate of four doses a day, in two days, I’ll max out the progress bar on the interface and completely merge the Turtle Shell Skill!" he muttered to himself, an expression of anticipation naturally forming on his face.

Two days later, Su Chen finished brewing the final dose of medicine. After waiting for a short moment, before the decoction could even cool down, he eagerly picked up the bowl and downed it in one gulp.

GLUG GLUG GLUG.

As the medicine entered his body, a warm current immediately surged in his abdomen, but it quickly vanished. He sank his consciousness into his mind, and the interface suddenly shifted.

He thought, "Even after merging the Turtle Shell Skill, the Iron Cloth Shirt is still at the third layer. The only thing that changed is the Inner Power within my body."

It had gone from two streams of Inner Power to three. Moreover, the range of this power was no longer limited to his arms; it had already extended to his torso, though it didn’t reach his legs or head.

With a thought, the three streams of Inner Power moved along their respective paths. Under his deliberate control, they strung together into a single line, closely connected. He struck out with a palm. A loud THUD echoed as he blasted a five-centimeter-deep crater into the floor.

"Three layers of Inner Power... It’s even stronger now!"

Seeing this, Su Chen was secretly amazed. "It’s a pity I don’t have a point of reference. Otherwise, I would know my exact level of strength," he thought.

Because of the interface, he couldn’t compare himself to the Refining Realm that Hong Ming had mentioned. He could only gauge his strength through actual combat. According to Hong Ming, the strongest Martial Artists in White Stone City should be the Clan Leaders of the three major families, whose strength was at least at the grand completion of the Refining Realm. He just didn’t know who would come out on top if he were to face a Martial Artist at the grand completion of the Refining Realm right now.

"I’ll find a chance to test it out later." Unsure of how strong he truly was, Su Chen shook his head to dispel the distracting thoughts. Glancing at the sky, he gave up on his plan to visit the Money Shop.

Night fell, and the air grew slightly chilly.

At Lin Family Castle.

Recently, Lin Family Castle had long lost its former liveliness. Because bandits were running rampant outside the city, the stronghold had locked its gates half a month ago, forbidding any outsiders from entering or leaving. At the same time, Lin Family Castle had transferred some manpower from within the city to be stationed inside, just in case any blind bandits dared to target them.

Less than a hundred meters from the low walls of Lin Family Castle, a group of people lay quietly on their stomachs, their eyes glued to the front as if waiting for something. When they spotted a red flag fluttering, everyone’s expressions tightened.

The man leading them said, "Here it is!"

Before long, a side door slowly opened. The red flag waved, seemingly beckoning them over.

"Boss, I’ll go take a look!" a voice rang out as a burly, rugged man spoke up.

"Alright, be careful!" the leading man in a cyan robe urged without hesitation.

The burly man nodded and waved his hand. Immediately, over a dozen skilled fighters followed behind him. Watching his retreating back, a look of tension inevitably appeared on the cyan-robed man’s face.

Not long after, however, the burly man stepped out from the side door and gave the agreed-upon signal. Seeing that the burly man was safe, the cyan-robed man immediately ordered, "Everyone, follow me and charge in!"

"CHARGE!"

In an instant, tsunami-like battle cries erupted outside Lin Family Castle, shattering the tranquil night sky above.

"Oh no, enemy attack! Enemy attack..." A Guard of Lin Family Castle heard the commotion and immediately shouted, but before he could say much more, a dark figure slit his throat, killing him instantly.

RUMBLE!

The cyan-robed man drew attention outside, while the burly man secretly eliminated all the hidden Guards. Before long, the main gates of Lin Family Castle were thrown open.

"Brothers, follow me! Slaughter them all!" With a rallying cry and a raise of his arm, the cyan-robed man led over a hundred men charging into Lin Family Castle, and the massacre began.

"Who are you people? How dare you trespass into Lin Family Castle?" A squad of Guards rushed over, their leader shouting the question.

"The ones here to take your miserable life!" the burly man roared wildly. He then charged forward and landed a punch on the Guard, killing him on the spot.

"Quick, go inform the Second Castellan!" The Guards behind him paled drastically upon seeing this and yelled out.

At this moment, the cyan-robed man arrived with his subordinates. Seeing the scene, he waved his large hand. "Kill them!"

As his voice fell, the two sides clashed. The battle immediately became one-sided; under the leadership of the cyan-robed man and the berserk burly man, the Guards of Lin Family Castle were forced into a steady retreat.

"Who dares to run wild in my Lin Family Castle?" A piercing voice rang out as a man dressed in embroidered, luxurious clothes walked out. His tiger-like eyes stared straight at the cyan-robed man, glinting with sharp light.

"Lin Lu!" The cyan-robed man muttered deeply upon seeing the luxuriously dressed man.

"Men from the Lianyun Stronghold?!" Lin Lu’s expression changed slightly when he saw the group’s attire. He said in a deep voice, "Our Lin Family Castle and Lianyun Stronghold have always minded our own business. Is Patriarch Zhu really intending to fight Lin Family Castle to the bitter end?"

The cyan-robed man was none other than the Head Patriarch of the Lianyun Stronghold, Zhu Hu!

Hearing this, Zhu Hu let out a contemptuous laugh and said loudly, "Do you know why we dare to barge into Lin Family Castle so brazenly?"

Lin Lu wore a grave expression and didn’t speak.

Zhu Hu didn’t mind. His smile vanished, and his voice turned as freezing as a millennia-old icy pool. "That’s because, after tonight, there will be no more Lin Family Castle in White Stone City!"

"Hmph, utter arrogance. You think you can destroy Lin Family Castle with just your lot?" Lin Lu snorted coldly.

"Cut the crap, and take my blade!" The burly man, who was the Second Patriarch of the Lianyun Stronghold, Zhu Bao, gave an explosive shout. He suddenly attacked, his figure darting out like a phantom to clash with Lin Lu.

BANG!

After a fierce collision, Zhu Bao was forced several steps back by Lin Lu. Once he steadied his body, he prepared to attack again. However, at that moment, Zhu Hu stopped him. "You’re no match for him. I’ll deal with him; you go handle the others!"

"Alright!" Zhu Bao didn’t push it. He had always been completely obedient to his boss, Zhu Hu. The instant Zhu Hu dashed forward, Zhu Bao swung his sickle and engaged in a frenzied massacre.

Seeing this, Lin Lu’s pupils slightly shrank, and he coldly snorted. "You’re courting death!"