Chapter 1201: Uncle Lin
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In the blink of an eye, another period of time passed. News spread from the Qiu Clan that Qiu Yuexin was already charging towards the Venerable Martial Realm. Once she broke through, she would step into the ranks of Venerables, shocking countless people. Many thought it was a pity that Qiu Yuexin hadn't met the Prophet, or else the Prophet would surely know what her physique was, possessing such terrifying talent, suddenly rising in the Northern Wasteland.
As the news spread, the name of Qiu Yuexin from the Qiu Clan even reached other regions of the Eight Wastelands, drawing the attention of countless people.
Rumors even began to circulate that geniuses from terrifying powers wanted to form marriage alliances with the Qiu Clan, making the long-quiet Northern Wasteland lively for a time and attracting the gaze of many.
As for Xuanyuan Potian, his talent was indeed not bad. It seemed that after being abandoned by the Heavenly Terrace, he trained with fierce determination. Half a year after leaving the City of Fate, he broke through again, stepping into the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. He became even more arrogant and domineering, declaring that Lin Feng was a coward, hiding in the Heavenly Terrace and daring not to fight him.
Xuanyuan Potian dared to act this way, undoubtedly relying on the fact that the Heavenly Terrace wouldn't do anything to him. After all, the Northern Wasteland only had one Martial Emperor power, the Heavenly Terrace. Under these circumstances, being provoked by Xuanyuan Potian, if they sent strong experts to deal with him, wouldn't that be slapping their own faces? That would be truly shameful.
Unless, among the Martial Emperor's Disciples, someone could deal with Xuanyuan Potian. However, there was no one. Lin Feng, who many in the Heavenly Terrace had high hopes for, seemed to have vanished without a trace, not seen for over half a year.
Some said Lin Feng was avoiding battle, afraid that Xuanyuan Potian would kill him. After all, although Lin Feng was the number one Heavenly Martial Disciple of the Heavenly Terrace, he had once been weak in cultivation. Now, he probably wasn't much stronger. How could he contend with Xuanyuan Potian, who had already stepped into the Ninth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm?
Others speculated: if Qiu Yuexin were in the Heavenly Terrace instead of her clan, and fought Xuanyuan Potian, what would the outcome be?
Of course, these were just people's imaginations. Now, the Qiu Clan was very busy, often visited by strong experts.
Lin Feng knew nothing of all this outside. It was as if he had cut off all contact with the outside world. After drifting on the Wasteland Sea for several months, he finally came ashore again. Then, he walked aimlessly, watching the sunrise and sunset, observing the changes of the four seasons, and comprehending the powers of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning.
Occasionally, when the mood struck him, Lin Feng would take out the Celestial Fate Sword and dance with it in the wind and rain, or comprehend the sword amidst thunder and lightning, or swing his sword over the Wasteland Sea.
One man, one sword, wandering the Eight Wastelands.
Walking like this, Lin Feng realized just how vast the Eight Wastelands were. Drifting on the Wasteland Sea, walking on land, half a year had passed, yet he still hadn't left the Northern Wasteland.
At this moment, at the border between the Northern Wasteland and the Western Wasteland, there was an ancient small town. The town's population was not large, only about a thousand people. At dawn, the townspeople would follow the town's only high-level Heavenly Martial Realm expert, Master Xu, to practice at the foot of the mountain.
The morning sun was full of vibrant energy, shining on the people. Shouts and yells rose and fell, creating a peaceful scene at the foot of the mountain.
Master Xu was around forty, but because his cultivation was quite strong, he looked like he was under thirty. He guided everyone in cultivating divine abilities and martial techniques, or tempering their bodies, or fighting skills. The people following his training were very diverse; the youngest was only five or six years old, while the oldest were in their thirties or forties.
"Uncle Lin, Master Xu is very powerful. Don't you want to learn?"
At this moment, a childish voice rang out. At the foot of the mountain, there was an adorable little boy, slightly tilting his head up, using his childish voice to speak to the young man sitting on a stone chair beside him.
The young man called Uncle Lin looked ageless, seeming twenty or thirty. His hair was casually draped over his shoulders, looking a bit unkempt, and he had even grown a beard. However, his deep eyes were exceptionally clear, as calm as water, with no fluctuation in his state of mind.
Looking at the toddler who was only three or four years old, the young man reached out, picked him up, and placed him in his arms. He rubbed his beard against the child's cheek, smiling as he said, "Uncle is stupid, he can't learn. When Xiao Chen grows up a bit more, he can train with Master Xu."
"Liar. Master Xu told Mom and Auntie that although Uncle Lin has never made a move, he might be very powerful." Xiao Chen struggled to get his face away from the young man's beard, looking at him with a pout.
"Then how powerful did Master Xu say I am?" the young man teased, seeing Xiao Chen's adorable expression.
"Master Xu said he wasn't sure either. Maybe you really can't cultivate, or maybe you're even more powerful than him. But Mom and Auntie don't believe you're more powerful than Master Xu."
"Then does Xiao Chen believe it?"
The little guy shook his head, puffing out his cheeks. "Xiao Chen doesn't believe it either. If Uncle Lin were that powerful, why would he often walk up the mountain, sit there until evening, and then come back down? Powerful people can fly up!"
"Xiao Chen, are you bothering Uncle Lin again?"
At this moment, a crisp voice came from not far away. A young girl with a ponytail jogged over. She was about eighteen or nineteen years old, but she didn't have the maturity of outsiders. Her eyes were full of simplicity. Even when she looked at the young man, a faint blush would inadvertently appear on her face.
"Brother Lin Feng, this little guy is bothering you again." The girl took Xiao Chen from Lin Feng's arms, and when she touched Lin Feng's arm, a faint blush appeared on her face.
"It's fine. I like this little guy." This young man was none other than Lin Feng, who had disappeared from the Heavenly Terrace for over half a year. He had been in this small town for a month. The townspeople all knew there was such an odd person here: he liked climbing mountains, sometimes sitting on the mountain for a whole day, liked watching everyone train, and also liked watching the waterfall at the foot of the mountain.
But because Lin Feng was gentle, the townspeople quite liked him. They occasionally liked to tease him, asking if he had been abandoned by his beloved and was hiding in the mountains.
The girl in front of him was named Ye Xue. She was one of the rare beauties in the town, simple and pure. Although she didn't have the appearance that could topple cities, in Lin Feng's eyes, she was far more beautiful than people like Qi Jiaojiao and Yang Ziye.
Moreover, Ye Xue was a cultivation genius in the town. At a young age, she had already reached the Seventh Layer of Mysterious Martial Realm. She was sure to step into the Heavenly Martial Realm in the future. The townspeople had high hopes for her, and she had many suitors.
"Brother Lin Feng..." At this moment, Ye Xue looked at Lin Feng hesitantly, as if she wanted to say something but stopped. A shy expression appeared on her face.
"What's wrong?" Lin Feng asked with a smile. His eyes were so clear and pure, completely at odds with his scruffy appearance.
Ye Xue took out a small knife from her pocket and placed it in front of Lin Feng. Somewhat shyly, she said, "Brother Lin Feng, can you please trim your beard?"
As she spoke, Ye Xue's face reddened again. Her big eyes blinked twice, revealing the curiosity of a young girl.
Lin Feng was stunned for a moment. His eyes blinked along with Ye Xue's, then he smiled and said, "Alright, I'll clean up."
"Oh, I want to see what Uncle Lin looks like after shaving too." Xiao Chen seemed especially excited, speaking with a smile.
"Give me the knife. I'll clean up by the waterfall." Lin Feng smiled, took the small knife from Ye Xue, and then strolled to the waterfall at the foot of the mountain. He looked at his reflection in the pool below the waterfall and couldn't help but show a bright smile. If he went back looking like this, maybe even Meng Qing wouldn't recognize him.
"Over half a year. I wonder how Meng Qing is doing. Snow Moon, is it okay? What's the situation in the Eight Wastelands now?" Lin Feng murmured softly. Casting aside everything, tempering his heart in the mortal world. These past six months, Lin Feng had lived very easily, very easily. He wandered aimlessly through the vast Northern Wasteland. Whenever he had an insight, he would stop and think. After comprehending, he would lift his feet and continue walking, without purpose, tempering his heart and his sword heart in the mortal world.
Putting the knife to his face, Lin Feng slowly shaved his beard while also tidying his messy long hair. Before long, a clean, handsome young man appeared reflected in the pool, his bright smile looking so harmonious.
He smoothed his hair, washed it with cold water, stood up, changed into a clean white robe, and then walked towards the crowd in the distance.
Ye Xue and Xiao Chen were watching Master Xu teach the group. At this moment, Xiao Chen turned around and saw Lin Feng walking over. His eyes blinked non-stop, as if he didn't recognize him.
"Uncle Lin..." Xiao Chen's eyes were especially adorable. Hearing his voice, Ye Xue also turned around and looked at Lin Feng.
Under the gentle morning sun, a handsome young man of about twenty, with a clean smile, strolled slowly over. The sunlight fell on his face, so soft and full of beauty, making Ye Xue open her mouth. Then she put her little hand over her mouth, her watery eyes full of surprise.
Was this still the bearded Brother Ye Feng?
"Ye Xue!" Master Xu called out from over there. Then he also saw Lin Feng and was momentarily stunned. What a handsome young man!
PS: Thanks to Kankan Shuoshuo for the tip!