Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

"Young Master, I believe you! I wouldn't have made this trip otherwise. This shall be the end of suffering for our family!" Cui Lao exclaimed excitedly, clenching his fists.

"Your grandpa initially barred me from making any bold moves in fear of your safety, but now that I can fight alongside Young Master, I am fortunate and confident that you can restore the Ling Family's glory!"

"Eighteen years… it's way too long. The day will be soon!" Ling Yun smiled.

Soon after, Ling Yun's eyes s.h.i.+mmered as he said in a low tone, "Cui Lao, help me report to Grandpa that I will be making a trip to Beijing to see him…"

Cui Lao was rather astonished. He didn't expect Ling Yun would be so eager upon learning of his history and the past of the Ling Family.

Suddenly, Cui Lao recalled the instructions from Ling Lie and immediately shook his head and said, "Young Master, I'm afraid I can't do so. The master instructed that in the case that you were willing to accept your ancestral roots, you would have to wait until your college entrance examinations were over. He is personally managing things in Beijing, so you can rest easy…"

What's the point of taking exams at this stage? Ling Yun wanted to rebut but swallowed his words.

Ling Yun had promised Qin Qiuyue and Ning Lingyu. Now that Qin Qiuyue was no longer here, he didn't want to disappoint his mother.

Cui Lao offered timely advice, "Young Master, it's an auspicious day for the Ling Family today. As for this matter, I have to wait for Master's decision after I report to him."

"Half a month is lightning-fast. Once you're done with the burdens and pressure of the college entrance examinations, it should be easier to handle our family affairs…"

"Okay!" Ling Yun said after a pause and nodded his head.

"Cui Lao, then, for the time being, are you staying here in Qingshui City? Or are you returning to Beijing?" Ling Yun asked again.

"Qingshui. We'll go back to our family in Beijing once your exams are finished."

Ling Yun stayed a little longer with Cui Lao to talk, then left the place and headed back to Mansion Number One in Qingshui City in Tang Meng's car.

Qin Dongxue, Ning Lingyu, and Bai Xianer were all inside the mansion waiting for the return of Ling Yun. As for Xue Meining and Miao Xiaomiao, they had gone to help out at the Ordinary People's Clinic to address the shortage of manpower.

"How was the trip?" Qin Dongxue noticed that Ling Yun's disposition was different today and asked out of concern.

Ling Yun nodded silently and told Ning Lingyu and the rest, "The few of you can head back into the mansion first, I'll take a walk by the lake with Aunty…"

Ling Yun and Qin Dongxue walked along the rocky coastal path and chatted as they watched the ebb and flow of Qingshui Lake.

"Brat, Cui Lao has told you already?" Qin Dongxue saw that Ling Yun wasn't in a good mood and held her tongue until they were a hundred meters outside the mansion.

Ling Yun pursed the corner of his lips and turned to look at Qin Dongxue. "Aunty, I am the descendant of the Ling Family in Beijing. My father is the Third Master Ling Xiao of the Ling Family, while my mother was the previous Holy Virgin of the Devil Sect."

Qin Dongxue's long hair danced in the wind as she opened her mouth slightly. So Cui Lao gave him a thorough explanation this time…

"Then… what do you intend to do?" Qin Dongxue probed further after a moment of silence, saying no more than what she needed to.

"Nothing as of now, but I intend to go back to the Ling Family in Beijing after my exams are over."

Ling Yun's face turned sinister as he revealed the bloodl.u.s.t in his tone. "I will avenge my parents and all those who died for the Ling Family. I won't show mercy on any of my enemies!"

Qin Dongxue s.h.i.+vered at Ling Yun's overwhelming bloodl.u.s.t. Even her Xiantian Realm Level Four body couldn't help but tremble at Ling Yun's aura.

After some consideration, Qin Dongxue said, "Ling Yun, wouldn't you be at odds with the entire martial arts world? This…"

Ling Yun, however, replied calmly, "My parents were only in love, what did they do wrong? Nothing justifies the ma.s.sacre, the thousand-mile hunt, the martial arts clans coercing my father to disable his martial arts and remarry, forcibly separating my parents and openly humiliating them. My hatred for them means its either them or me in this world!"

"The extermination of both the Prestigious Sects and Devil Sect is insufficient to resolve my hatred and this injustice!"

Ling Yun's eyes flickered with bloodl.u.s.t and indignity. He had suppressed the fire within until he met her.

"Whatever you choose, Aunty will be by your side and supporting you…"

Qin Dongxue commented no further. For the first time, she lightly opened her arms and delicately held his shoulders, her gaze beautiful and calm, mixed with evident disdain. Like lovers, they slowly walked by the lake.

Ling Yun had never been this way before, which made Qin Dongxue heartbroken. However, she expressed her concern with actions instead of words.

Ling Yun was incredibly touched and wanted to caress her hair blowing in the wind. But realizing it was his aunt, not Ning Lingyu or Bai Xianer, Ling Yun hesitated.

"Aunty, let me handle the b.l.o.o.d.y things. Moreover, it just concerns me…"

"Now that you know about your family, you're going to treat me like an outsider? Do you want me to spank your b.u.t.t?" Qin Dongxue exclaimed angrily.

Ling Yun felt a gush of warmth in his heart as he smiled, remained silent, and continued in his path.

"Aunty, I remember you once told me that when I came back, you were going to let me see something. That something, is it a long wooden box?"

"Yeah, how did you know?" Qin Dongxue was shocked.

"I guessed it. Well then, I guess there's no point in seeing it…" Ling Yun laughed.

"Really? That means you have already seen it? But Big Sister said that you've never opened it… she said that it was an artifact of your ancestry…"

"Cui Lao gave me the same wooden box. I've already stored it into my spatial ring…" Ling Yun explained.

"Faster, tell Aunty, what's inside?" Ling Yun had piqued Qin Dongxue's curiosity.

"It's the Ling Family's inheritance… a piece of… wood…" Ling Yun said monotonously.

Under the gentle guidance of Qin Dongxue, Ling Yun's anger eventually subsided, and they returned to the mansion after twenty minutes.

"Tang Meng, come, come with me to the Antique Market!" Ling Yun grabbed Tang Meng's arm decisively and was prepared to go.

By then, it was already two in the afternoon.

Tang Meng couldn't wait, but he sensed Ling Yun's gloomy disposition on the way back, so he kept quiet.

Soon enough, they reached the Antique Market. The place was bustling with business and filled with people on a Sunday.

Sensing that the traces of spiritual energy that the market was emitting were flowing unanimously towards his own mansion, Ling Yun smiled in his heart.

"Do you remember the last time we came here, when we had no money, and all we could do was window shopping?"

"Big Brother Yun, of course I remember. That time, I brought you to the stone gambling event, and you insisted on going back…" Tang Meng chuckled and recalled.

"What was the point of coming here when we had neither money nor the confidence of winning? Today, however, I'll show you what the real stone gambling event is. One hundred percent accuracy!" Ling Yun smiled.

Of course, Ling Yun wasn't here to gamble with stones, he was here to clear all the stones in the Antique Market with spiritual energy!

"One hundred percent accuracy? Big Brother Yun, that's way too arrogant! Ten percent accuracy in the event is enough to make you filthy rich, but I've yet to see anyone achieve that, let alone 100% accuracy!"

Tang Meng didn't want to dampen his spirits, but he had to remind Ling Yun that one wrong look and he could kiss his money goodbye.

His Physique Tempering Stage Eight, coupled with his wide-ranging and sensitive divine sense and Yin-Yang Eye, ensured he could reach 100% in the event.

"Big Brother Yun, let's go see Song Zhengyang first. He's been waiting for a long time. Bringing him along would save us some trouble and ensure that the shop owners bring out the real stuff…" Tang Meng suggested.

Ling Yun nodded in agreement as they marched towards the market. It didn't take long before Ling Yun could sense spiritual energy radiating from within a shop.

Leaving behind Tang Meng, who was busy calling Song Zhengyang, Ling Yun marched into the shop and scanned with his divine sense. Ling Yun couldn't find it on the counter, so he shouted inside the shop, "Is the shop owner here? Bring me your best item…"

"h.e.l.lo sir, my name is Yong Yongshou, the owner of this shop. May I know what you'd like?" A plump man in his forties welcomed Ling Yun warmly.

Yong Yongshou was actually very displeased at Ling Yun's demand. After all, Ling Yun resembled a poor teenager with nothing but a big att.i.tude.

Ling Yun's lack of possessions and mannerisms made him appear incapable of making any purchases.

"Boss Yong, your items on display are just ordinary junk. Hurry up and show me the real goods, I'm rus.h.i.+ng to meet a friend…"

Ling Yun wanted to settle it fast, and since he wasn't short on cash, he would buy at the first price Yong Yongshou offered and leave.

"Hey! Ordinary junk? I don't know where you're from, buddy, but didn't your mother teach you manners?"