Chapter 35 (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

While Lin Qian’s words may have been sensible, it did not change the fact that he was no prophet. There was no way he could induce a change in people with simple words from his mouth.

However, with the aid of the Power-up Skill, he could subconsciously affect the mentality of others, changing their stand and views slowly and subtly.

Although Lin Qian did this, there still wouldn’t be an immediate belief in his words. However, as time passed, they would gradually agree with more thought.

Never would Lin Qian himself have thought that what he said today would exactly be the changing point for the Sect.

In the end, Lin Qian’s Death Battle with Lei Qian ended without another hitch.

Following the terms that Lin Qian demanded, Lei Qian, to his grandfather Lei Heng, knelt for more than an hour, until two hours after the battle.

In the two hours, Lei Qian calmed down inexplicably, deep in his thoughts and self-reflection.

“Lin Qian, I have reflected, and now admire your strong sense of righteousness!” Before leaving, Lei Qian stood in front of Lin Qian, “I thank you for your mercy, for letting me live.”

Deep down, Lei Qian knew, his life was only retained at the mercy of this young man in front of him upon his grandfather’s request.

Otherwise, it would have been fair even if Lin Qian wanted to chop off his head in one slice.

“Hmph! Weren’t you all arrogant previously?” Lin Qian snorted coldly at Lei Qian, “you have the talent, within the Inner Sect, you can definitely be top 10. It would be all up to your mind.”

With those words, Lin Qian left Lei Qian speechless and dazed at the arena. As he walked towards Bei Ren and the rest, the disciples all made way, opening a pathway through the masses. As he walked past them, cheers and shouts from the Outer and Named disciples echoed loudly, “Brother LIN!”

On the arbitration Platform, Qin Wushuang turned and faced Lei Heng, smiling, “I suppose Mater-Uncle would not be like the scums who go against their word, working under the radar to tweak things around right?”

Snorting coldly, Lei Heng looked back into Qin Wushunag’s eyes, “I’m not as vile as this. I will do as I promised without fail.”

Thrusting his sleeves behind him, Lei Heng brought Lei Qian away from the arena.

Half an hour later, Lin Qian too, bid his farewell to Bai Ren and the rest, returning to Mt Maoqing, his private courtyard just for him and his Teacher Wei Wushuang.

When he returned to his personal yard, Wei Wushuang had long been waiting for him within.

“Teacher, your disguise is truly impeccable. Never had this student imagined that you have such skill hidden within you.” Looking at the critically ill, frail appearance, Lin Qian was genuinely amazed.

Hearing the high praise, a proud and satisfied smile curled up on Wei Wushuang lips, “that’s of course, this teacher still has many other skills.”

“Indeed, the teacher’s abilities, this student is well aware.” As he spoke, he stopped and looked at his Teacher. “I suppose the teacher isn’t especially waiting for me just for this praise, right?”

“Perhaps, Teacher, you wish to ask about my abilities. Why did it suddenly burst forward by leaps and bounds?” As he spoke, he walked forward, sitting down beside the stone table in the courtyard, right beside Wei Wushuang.

“Your abilities skyrocketed because of your Martial Soul. Teacher already guessed it, it can’t be too far from this.” Wei Wushuang stared at Lin Qian, speaking softly and slowly.