# Chapter 261: Seeking Death
The Lin family's annual gathering was still ongoing. At this moment, Lin Hong, the eldest son of Lin Badao, struck down a Lin family disciple with a palm technique of freezing cold. Immediately, cheers erupted from the crowd.
"Good, impressive. Like father, like son. Lin Hong, you're incredible."
"That's right. Back then, that Lin Hai was so proud of his useless son. Now, our family head has two talented children. Not to mention Lin Qian, who is exceptionally brilliant, but Lin Hong is also astonishingly gifted. Apart from Lin Qian, none of the Lin family disciples can match him. Even some of the older generation are about to be caught up to."
A newly promoted elder of the Lin family said with a laugh. His clear voice carried far, very distinctly, so that everyone heard it clearly.
Among them was Lin Feng, who was slowly approaching!
Lin Feng hadn't expected to hear someone speaking ill of him the moment he arrived. A faint smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He lifted his head, looked at the distant crowd, and said softly, "Is that so?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it spread across the entire training ground, allowing everyone to hear it.
The crowd's gazes froze. They turned around, and then they saw a figure—a young, handsome, familiar figure.
This familiar figure had once been regarded by everyone as a waste, but at last year's Lin family annual gathering, he had risen powerfully. Later, at the martial arts arena in Yangzhou City, he had revealed his sharp edge, forcing everyone to recognize him anew. However, Lin Feng was still the abandoned son of the Lin family, someone expelled from the clan.
Between Lin Qian and him, the Lin family had chosen Lin Qian, because everyone believed that Lin Qian would have more prospects than Lin Feng, achieve greater heights, and be able to lead the Lin family forward.
"It's him, Lin Feng!"
"Lin Feng, he's back. He's returned to the Lin family."
Looking at this figure, the gazes of the Lin family members all froze, each with a different expression in their eyes.
This clean-cut figure now carried a bit more maturity. The lines of his face were sharper, and in his calm gaze, there was more sharpness, more unruliness.
"Lin Feng." Lin Badao's eyes narrowed slightly. This young man he had forced out of the Lin family actually dared to return.
He smiled, a hint of mockery appearing on Lin Badao's face. Truly, there was a path to heaven but he wouldn't take it. Was Lin Feng coming back to seek death?
Beside the battle platform, Lin Qian's expression was completely opposite to Lin Badao's. Her body trembled violently. It was Lin Feng. It was actually him.
Lin Qian had once wondered whether this young man, who had stirred up a bloody storm in the imperial city, would return to Yangzhou City, to the Lin family.
Her unease had become reality. Lin Feng had finally returned, come back to reclaim what he had lost in the Lin family—his dignity!
"You still dare to return?"
The newly promoted Ninth Elder, seeing Lin Feng, sneered coldly at the corner of his mouth and said, "Lin Feng, your father rebelled against his ancestors, killed his own clan brothers, and is unforgivable. He was expelled from the family. As for you, you have no respect for your elders, are arrogant and unruly, and were also expelled from the family. That day at the City Lord's Mansion, you used Nalan Feng as a threat and narrowly escaped with your life. Today, you actually dare to return to Yangzhou City, to the Lin family?"
"Are you done with your nonsense?"
Lin Feng looked at this newly promoted Ninth Elder, finding it somewhat ridiculous. The moment he returned, it was again these baseless accusations. He was tired of hearing them.
"Nonsense?" The Ninth Elder's eyes narrowed into slits as he stared at Lin Feng with a cold gleam.
"You just called me a waste. Today happens to be the Lin family's annual gathering. How about letting your son try me?" Lin Feng said softly. He naturally recognized this Ninth Elder—one of his uncles. His son was about the same age as Lin Feng.
Hearing Lin Feng's words, the Ninth Elder, who had been silent earlier, narrowed his eyes with even more coldness.
"What's wrong, cat got your tongue? Your son doesn't even dare to fight a waste like me. Then he's a waste among wastes!"
Lin Feng's voice carried a hint of mockery. His steps slowly moved forward. In a moment, he had arrived before the crowd and was walking slowly toward the battle platform for the annual gathering.
Seeing Lin Feng approaching, many of the Lin family's young disciples actually made way for him, allowing Lin Feng to step directly onto the battle platform and look around at the crowd.
"Why is everyone silent?" Lin Feng said again, seeing the crowd's silence.
Lin Badao sneered coldly and said, "Lin Feng, we still consider you a member of the Lin family. Last time, we deliberately spared your life and let you go. But you don't seem to know gratitude and still dare to cause trouble in my Lin family."
"Spared my life? Let me go?"
Lin Feng was somewhat stunned. When had Lin Badao been so kind? He would actually spare him.
"No wonder I heard a bunch of flattering and fawning words the moment I walked in. Even the family head is so shameless, so naturally those below him are the same."
"Arrogant words." The Ninth Elder roared angrily, releasing a cold aura.
"I'm arrogant? Just now, you said Lin Qian and Lin Hong are exceptionally gifted, both geniuses, right?"
"Naturally. Lin Qian and Lin Hong are both geniuses of the Lin family."
"Then I, Lin Feng, am a waste, right?"
"So you know!" the Ninth Elder mocked.
"In that case, I, this waste, am willing to learn from all the geniuses present. Lin Hong, Lin Qian, you're welcome too. If I lose, I am willing to die."
Lin Feng said softly, but his words made the crowd's gazes freeze. If I lose, I am willing to die.
Such arrogant words. Domineering. Imposing.
The Lin family members all fell silent. Apart from Lin Qian and Lin Hong, who would dare to fight Lin Feng? Lin Feng was already very strong a year ago, let alone now.
"Why is everyone silent? I, Lin Feng, seek death!"
Scanning the crowd, Lin Feng's lips carried an extremely rich mockery.
Seek death. What arrogant words. They made everyone's eyes freeze, but still no one answered. The gazes of the other Lin family disciples all fell on Lin Hong and Lin Qian. Only they might be able to defeat Lin Feng.
But having lived in the imperial city, did they dare to fight Lin Feng? That would be seeking death.
"I, Lin Feng, seek death, and no one dares to answer. A bunch of wastes like you dare to boast, saying you have astonishing talent and brilliance. I, Lin Feng, truly admire your shamelessness, how you can be so brazen."
Lin Feng's mocking voice grew louder and louder. The Lin family members felt their faces burning. Lin Feng was an abandoned son expelled from the Lin family, but now, standing on the high platform, challenging the Lin family members, arrogantly seeking death, yet no one dared to fight—including the highly praised Lin Qian!
"You're out of line!" the Ninth Elder roared angrily.
"You're out of line!" Lin Feng roared back the moment his words fell. "Just now, you called me a waste and them geniuses. Now, where are they? I, Lin Feng, am standing right here, seeking death, and they don't dare to fight. If you're willing, you can come up too. I, Lin Feng, seek death."
Arrogant. Boundlessly arrogant!
Lin Feng even dared to challenge an elder, seeking death!
The Ninth Elder's eyes narrowed into slits. He glanced at Lin Hong and Lin Qian, then sneered coldly, "Lin Feng, Lin Qian and Lin Hong are geniuses of my Lin family. They disdain to fight you. Since you seek death, I will grant it."
With that, the Ninth Elder took a step forward, leaping from the viewing platform directly to in front of Lin Feng.
"What impressive lightness skill. Beautiful. Lin Feng actually dares to challenge an elder. Too arrogant. This is seeking death."
"The Ninth Elder is indeed a strong cultivator at the Fifth Layer of Spirit Martial Realm. Impressive. Lin Feng is dead for sure."
The crowd thought to themselves as they watched the Ninth Elder make his move. At the same time, a domineering, freezing palm force was released from the Ninth Elder's hand, surging toward Lin Feng as if to freeze him solid.
Lin Feng stood there calmly, looking at the Ninth Elder above him, a pitying smile appearing in his eyes.
"Die!" the Ninth Elder shouted. But at that moment, Lin Feng's body moved—or rather, his hand moved. He traced a line in the void, and a dazzling flash of light passed by. Then, before the Ninth Elder could even let out a scream, a blood line appeared down the middle of his body. With a thud, he fell to the ground, his eyes still open but without any breath left.
"Boom!"
The hearts of the crowd trembled violently. Lin Badao even stood up, staring at this shocking scene. The Ninth Elder was dead?
The Ninth Elder had been killed by Lin Feng in one move?
The crowd trembled wildly. Lin Feng glanced lightly at the corpse and said, "Waste."
With a step, Lin Feng's gaze swept over the crowd, arrogant and looking down on everything.
"I, Lin Feng, seek death!"
# Chapter 262: Slaying Lin Feng
"I, Lin Feng, seek death!"
The rolling roar turned into crashing waves, churning and trembling in the hearts of the crowd. Seek death. What arrogant words. But the waste expelled by their Lin family was now seeking death, looking down on everyone in the Lin family.
The former waste, regarded by everyone as a waste—Lin Feng—was now looking at his Lin family and seeing no one worthy.
"Waste Lin Feng? Expelled from the family?"
How ironic. Just like the arrogant words Lin Feng had spoken during the martial arts gathering back then, his talent far surpassed Lin Qian's. Lin Qian couldn't compare to him back then, and now, although Lin Qian had reached the Fourth Layer of Spirit Martial Realm with extraordinary talent, Lin Feng had killed the Ninth Elder, who was at the Fifth Layer of Spirit Martial Realm, in one move. How strong was he? Lin Qian still couldn't compare to him.
Lin Feng was the most outstanding genius of the Lin family. But such a genius had been forced out of the family by them.
"Why is everyone silent?" Lin Feng looked at the crowd, who only stared at him without speaking, and couldn't help but show a mocking expression. "Before I came, were you all praising Lin Qian and Lin Badao to the skies? Belittling me and my father as worthless? Now, I'm standing right in front of you, and every single one of you is mute?"
"If I, Lin Feng, am a waste, then you bunch of shameless hypocrites—shouldn't you be called scum?"
Lin Feng's words were piercing. Many Lin family members' faces turned red, and occasionally, killing intent flashed in their eyes as they looked at Lin Feng.
"Rebellious son. No respect for elders. Greatly unfilial. You're just like your father—an animal!"
A scolding voice came. The speaker was Lin Feng's third uncle, Lin Haoran. Seeing Lin Feng now and thinking of his own son, his heart was filled with jealousy, which turned into hatred.
Lin Feng's gaze froze, turning into a sharp sword that stabbed toward Lin Haoran. He was greatly unfilial? He and his father were animals?
"People can actually be shameless to this extent." Lin Feng's voice was icy cold. "In the past, my father and I never offended any of you. But you, for the position of family head, humiliated me time and again, using me to pressure my father, forcing him to give up the position of family head, stopping at nothing. Did you ever think about brotherly bonds?"
"Later, to achieve your goal, even the Supreme Elder made a move, injuring my father and trying to expel me and my father from the family. What kind of faces did you show then? And during the martial arts gathering in Yangzhou City, when I began to show my talent, you were afraid—afraid of my talent—so you wanted to clean house, to kill me. Did you ever consider blood ties then?"
"Now, you point at me and call me greatly unfilial? What is greatly unfilial? Using vicious means against one's elders—that is greatly unfilial. You filthy lot—do you deserve to be called my elders? I, Lin Feng, have no relationship with you whatsoever. There is only hatred and humiliation. Today, I, Lin Feng, will personally reclaim what is mine. Lin Haoran, if I hear one more insulting word about my father from you, I will kill you!"
The word "kill" fell, and an invisible sword energy howled through the space. At this moment, Lin Feng seemed to be a sharp sword, indestructible and fully revealing his edge.
A threat. Lin Feng was threatening his third uncle, Lin Haoran. Threatening to kill him.
Being threatened by a junior in front of the crowd, Lin Haoran's face twisted slightly. He said coldly, "Like father, like son. Your father is an animal, and you are an animal too."
He, Lin Haoran, would not be scared into silence by the threat of a junior.
"Boom!"
The moment Lin Haoran's words fell, an invisible sword energy shot into the sky. Around Lin Feng, it was as if a sword was coiling around—a sharp, incomparable sword—or rather, he himself had turned into a sword.
This intense sword intent spread through the space, making the hearts of the crowd pound violently.
So strong. They had still underestimated Lin Feng. Lin Feng was even stronger than they had imagined.
The invisible sharpness enveloped the crowd. They all stared fixedly at Lin Feng. How had he become so strong?
Lin Haoran's heart trembled wildly. No one knew how fierce the sword intent falling on him was. Just this sword intent alone seemed about to pierce through him. His expression changed drastically, and his body suddenly stood up. His gaze at Lin Feng was filled with terror.
"So strong. This sword energy is too powerful."
Lin Haoran's heart trembled violently. Just how strong was Lin Feng now?
Fear spread in his heart. Lin Haoran regretted it. He regretted saying those words out of spite.
"Die!"
A roar of anger resounded in the air. The invisible sword intent turned into a tangible sharpness. Lin Feng's body leaped forward through the air, his entire being seeming to transform into a sword—an indestructible sword.
The crowd stared blankly, even forgetting to stop Lin Feng. Or rather, no one was willing to risk stopping Lin Feng.
A dazzling flash of light streaked through the air, so beautiful and eerie.
There was no sword. Only sword light.
Lin Haoran's look of despair still lingered, but his gaze gradually became unfocused. At the center of his brow, a trace of a sword wound spread downward.
One sword. Dead!
Still one sword!
Lin Feng retreated to his original position. His hands were empty. That sword light seemed to have been born from nothingness.
Looking at the proud young man standing there, everyone's hearts were incomparably complex. Such a genius had been driven out of their Lin family. Now, he had returned to reclaim his lost dignity.
"You killed your third uncle?"
Lin Badao looked at the fallen corpse, his gaze icy cold as he stared at Lin Feng, killing intent flickering.
"Third uncle?" Lin Feng laughed. "Lin Badao, did you and Lin Haoran ever treat me as a nephew?"
Lin Badao's gaze froze. Indeed, he and Lin Haoran had always wanted to drive Lin Feng and his father away. Had they ever treated Lin Feng as a nephew? Never.
"You never treated me as a nephew. You regarded me as a waste, humiliated me, expelled me from the family, and even wanted my life. Back then, you never thought that you were my uncles? Now that I've killed him, you suddenly remember that he was my third uncle? Lin Badao, don't you find that ridiculous?" Lin Feng mocked. "Besides, I am no longer a member of the Lin family. If anyone dares to say another bad word about my father, I will kill them!"
Still a single word "kill," fully revealing his edge. At this moment, Lin Feng was a sword—a true sharp sword.
Many in the Lin family were already secretly regretting it in their hearts. Such a monstrous genius—why had he been expelled from the Lin family? He should have been standing on the Lin family's stage, worshipped by the crowd, even more dazzling than Lin Qian.
The crowd fell silent again. The space was eerily quiet.
A thick mockery curled at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. "The Lin family now is a mess. Only a bunch of petty people remain—people who only know how to flatter and fawn, yet have no backbone at all, sitting in the highest positions. There isn't even anyone who dares to fart. How ridiculous. How pathetic. Lin Badao, this is all your doing."
When Lin Feng's words fell, many people's gazes froze. At this moment, they realized that Lin Feng's words seemed to have some truth. That group sitting on the viewing platform—they had been the loudest in flattery just now, but now they kept their mouths shut.
If it had been Lin Hai, although he didn't bother with Lin family affairs, at least he had backbone, unlike Lin Badao.
The Lin family members felt ironic. Very embarrassed.
"Lin Badao, back then, you were the mastermind behind driving my father and me away. Now that I, Lin Feng, have returned to reclaim my dignity, standing on this Lin family battle platform, can you, like a real man, fight me?"
Lin Feng challenged the Lin family head, Lin Badao.
Lin Badao's gaze flickered uncertainly. Lin Feng actually dared to challenge even him? Had this young man he had driven away really become so strong?
The crowd's gazes all fell on Lin Badao.
Lin Badao's body slowly stood up, but then Lin Qian shouted, "Father, no."
The crowd's gazes froze. They looked at Lin Qian, who was shaking her head repeatedly at Lin Badao.
Lin Qian was actually stopping Lin Badao from fighting Lin Feng?
Moreover, when Lin Feng first arrived and provoked Lin Qian, seeking death in battle, Lin Qian hadn't even considered fighting Lin Feng. Did she know Lin Feng's strength?
Lin Qian—had she always known where Lin Feng was and how strong he was now?
"Rebellious son!"
A cold shout rolled in from the air. A figure stepped through the air, majestic and imposing. Seeing this person, many people's eyes lit up with joy.
The Supreme Elder, Lin Rui, had arrived.
Back then, he had also severely injured Lin Hai and driven Lin Hai and his son out of the family. Now, he had come again. Lin Feng was doomed.
"Supreme Elder!" The Lin family members all bowed slightly to Lin Rui. Lin Rui nodded slightly, stepped down from the void, and said coldly, "A rebellious son requires me to come personally? All of you, attack together. Kill him. Cleanse the Lin family of this stain."
"Attack together?"
"Kill Lin Feng by attacking together?"
Many people's gazes froze. Lin Badao, however, nodded and said, "Lin family members, hear my command. Slay Lin Feng!"
As Lin Badao's words fell, many people slowly closed in on the battle platform.
Lin Feng swept his gaze over the crowd. A strange smile appeared on his face. Attack together? Outnumbering him?
At the Nalan family, he hadn't made a move. He had used power to suppress them, just like when the City Lord's Mansion had oppressed him back then.
But at the Lin family, he had walked in alone. He wanted to personally reclaim his dignity, not use power to suppress others.
But now, the Lin family wanted to use power to suppress him. Outnumber him?
Lin Feng smiled. His eyes lifted slightly, looking at the void. He roared, "Execute!"
The Lin family members' gazes froze. They didn't understand Lin Feng's meaning. But a moment later, rumbling sounds rang out. The earth began to tremble!