387: Chapter 314_2 387: Chapter 314_2 Lai Jianlin chuckled playfully, there was indeed a bit of mischief in him.
Luo Yaxuan knew that only he was aware of this side of his brother; people from their distinguished clans were not so easily bullied.
The more Ding Ling looked at Lai Jianlin, the deeper her affection grew.
Today, the man she admired had saved her, appearing just when she was about to despair.
Such a man would be adored by any woman.
Her gaze fixed intently on Lai Jianlin, her eyes brimming with deep affection.
In front of so many men, she resembled a bashful bride.
“Junior Brother, don’t be soft-hearted, hurry up and kill this man.
He wanted to refine both of us into puppets and even considered making Junior Sister a cauldron; this person is truly detestable.”
Mo Wen glared fiercely from within the light circle at that heap of mud, not wanting Lai Jianlin to show mercy and let this man go, lest he cause harm to others in the future.
“Great heroes, I beg you to spare me; I’ll never dare to do it again.”
“Hmph, there will be a next time?
We had no grudge against you, so why did you try to assassinate us?” At this point, Ding Ling couldn’t hold back her anger.
To think that in front of the man her elder brother liked, she had been described as a potential cauldron, made her even more furious.
“I won’t dare again.
I was merely following someone else’s orders; it wasn’t my intention to go after you.”
The Taoist was quick-witted, spouting lies in a desperate attempt to shift the blame in this critical moment of his life.
“Who are you saying wanted to harm us?”
Ding Ling didn’t believe that someone would target them without reason; this Taoist was certainly making things up.
Mo Wen was nodding as well; when they left, nobody had the courage to pursue them.
“In the market, you offended a wealthy young master.
It was they who hired me to assassinate you.”
The Taoist wasn’t about to stop halfway; having already spun a lie, he intended to carry it through.
“Regardless of whether you were hired by someone else, an assassin should always be prepared to pay with their life, and the things you said earlier weren’t merely said in jest,” Mo Wen added.
“Hero, if I wasn’t hired, why would I go after you?
Why haven’t I killed you despite the distance?”
“Only you know the truth.
Don’t try to turn death into life.
Everyone must take responsibility for their actions,” Mo Wen spoke again.
“Brother, why let him babble so much nonsense?
He’s clearly ready to kill; just finish him off quickly so we can go back and sleep,” said Luo Yaxuan, and upon his words, the others nodded in agreement.
Why keep such a villain alive?
When Yama calls for your death at the third watch, who dares to live till dawn?
Lai Jianlin nodded and with another wave of his hand, the vine whips bound the man even tighter.
What sealed the man’s fate were the two vines around his neck.
The Taoist used all his strength in an effort to break free from the restraining fluid and mud, along with the vines around him, but to no avail.
In the end, he was killed by the two vine whips; after his body was subdued, his Golden Core floated out from the top of his head, indicating his soul attempting to flee.
Having already killed the man, how could Lai Jianlin let his soul escape?
He slapped the soul into the mud with his palm, turning it into ash, vanishing into the air, ensuring that this man would no longer commit heinous deeds.
The people from the Luo Family saw that there was no need for them to help, so they each went their separate ways.
Lai Jianlin invited Luo Yaxuan to his family’s estate, wanting to introduce these two friends to him.
“Junior Brother, this Senior Brother and Junior Sister have been through a long and tiring journey.
Let them rest at your family’s estate first.
We shall surely have many opportunities to gather and celebrate in the future,” Luo Yaxuan said.
Lai Jianlin nodded in agreement upon hearing Luo Yaxuan’s words, realizing that indeed, the Senior Brother and Junior Sister were quite weary, especially after having faced such a great ordeal.
They deserved some rest.
“Alright, brother, once they have rested, we’ll find a time to celebrate their arrival,” said Lai Jianlin.
No sooner had Lai Jianlin finished speaking, than Luo Yaxuan nodded and left on his Flying Artifact to return to his family’s estate.
Lai Jianlin deactivated the protective light circles around his Senior Brother and Junior Sister, then led them back to his family’s estate.
Upon arriving at Lai Jianlin’s family estate, Ding Ling saw its prosperity and grandeur, worthy of being a second-tier family.
Although she had experienced hardships this time, she was more determined than ever to stay here, close to the man who had saved her.
Mo Wen felt joy; despite the ordeal he had faced, he did not regret it one bit.
Being in this place was surely much better than staying in the Immortal Sect.
Being a son of a second-tier family certainly meant one would never lack for good food and drink.
Lai Jianlin brought them to his courtyard and also arranged for someone to serve breakfast for everyone.
Lai Jianlin let his two frightened junior fellow disciples eat their fill at breakfast, and he also ate his fill, as he hadn’t had dinner after drinking last night.
Having fought for so long before dawn, he was actually quite hungry, and he didn’t want to eat Bigu Pills while at home within the family.
Having reached the Golden Core Stage, he could eat less, but he was unwilling to mistreat his stomach.
He ate the pastries heartily, and when there was meat on the breakfast table, he didn’t hesitate to eat his fill without reservation.
He didn’t mind that the other couple at the table were exchanging tender glances; he was like a glaring light bulb there.
Anyway, between the junior brother and sister, he was always the odd one out, so he took eating a full breakfast as a way to settle his nerves.
While Ding Ling ate breakfast, her beautiful eyes frequently glanced at Lai Jianlin with a tender smile, looking at her senior brother with a hint of shyness.
Lai Jianlin was aware of Ding Ling’s affectionate gaze and simply smiled, enjoying this deep, affectionate exchange with his junior sister.
As a man, he wasn’t without such feelings, it was just that he didn’t have such a pressing demand for romance.
After everyone had finished breakfast, Lai Jianlin personally arranged for the two siblings to stay in separate rooms in his courtyard, allowing them to rest fully before he would take them around to stroll.
Ding Ling and Mo Wen went into their respective rooms and closed the doors, taking rest within.
Lai Jianlin had been cultivating all of last night, and even though he had fought a great battle this morning, he couldn’t afford to seclude himself for meditation in his room at this moment.
After today’s conflict with the Huang Family, which eventually saw some people come to assist and the Huang Family retreat from the fight, in order to prevent the Huang Family’s insidious and shameless people from launching a surprise attack, his father must be meeting with the highest members of the family.
As the one who triggered this struggle, he had to be involved.
He arrived at the family council chamber, sure enough, his father was discussing today’s events with the Elders and some high-ranking members.
“The Huang Family people are trying to exterminate us, we mustn’t let this pass.
We’re not as easy to bully as we were in the past.”
One of the Elders, upon seeing Lai Jianlin arrive, was aware that the Young Family Head had greatly displayed his might today, having subdued the Huang Family and their people.
It could be said that their family’s capabilities were now on par with those of first-tier families; if it hadn’t been for the latter’s numerical superiority, they would not have been able to contend with the Family Head and Young Family Head.
“We aren’t afraid of others, nor are we afraid of being offended.
We are not ones to be bullied easily.”
One Elder after another spoke up, but Family Head Lai didn’t look somber; on the contrary, he appeared quite pleased, proud of his son’s capabilities as a father.
Lai Jianlin sat to the side listening to their discussions, not objecting to beating and killing those who came looking for trouble, but he didn’t wish for his family members to fight among themselves.
There are always injuries in a fight, a pyrrhic victory, where even if you win, it would bear no fruits.
It might even become the butt of others’ jokes or give enemies an opportunity to strike.
Lai Jianlin, because he hadn’t brought his spells to their ultimate capacity, having only recently learned the spells and not even reaching minor proficiency but still commanding such power.
If one day he could perform them to great proficiency, the power would be unimaginable.
Lai Jianlin didn’t rush to cultivate his spells right away because he was not at ease about the welfare of his family.
Having recently fought with others, he could not show off elsewhere.
The power of his spells was so great, he had to go to an uninhabited mountain to practice them.
This was not the Immortal Sect, and even in his own Netherworld, there were others who might ambush him.
Aside from the three major first-tier families, Immortal Lord City also housed several second-tier families like theirs, and even some smaller families.
The acts of devouring other families, ambushing young disciples from other families, these devious behaviors were not unheard of.
They would specifically target those who were alone to murder and rob.
Family Head Lai was worried about his son practicing outside and wanted him to cultivate at home.
If he were to practice in the courtyard and damage things, that wouldn’t be a problem; at most, they’d have to be repaired.
Lai Jianlin agreed with his father’s reasoning and, having nowhere else to go and with time to spare, returned to his courtyard to practice the spells he had yet to perfect.
The other Elders were also just speaking their minds, venting their anger but not truly engaging in fisticuffs.
Everyone wanted to extend their own lives a little longer; it wasn’t worth losing one’s life over someone like that.
Their family members had promising futures.
Before they became more powerful, it was wise to reduce trips outside.