Chapter 254: A Pack of Meat Floss Cake
“What just happened?”
The martial artists present were puzzled, as what they saw was this:
Lin Qian rushed to intercept Lin Nuo, exchanged a few words, and then attacked him.
Then, with a loud smack, Lin Nuo’s fist quickly halted right in front of Lin Qian’s face.
This lightning-fast punch was so swift that they couldn’t even see its outline; how Lin Nuo attacked was beyond their comprehension.
With a Wind Spirit Root, a joyful boy of the wind, his moves were quick and ruthless.
This was Lin Qian’s most rapid defeat since joining the Hunfeng Sect for training.
The punch was absurdly fast; even she couldn’t react in time.
Facing a formidable enemy, Lin Qian jumped in fright, feeling like this was the closest she had ever been to death.
Clearly, it was just a spar, but it felt like she was on the brink of falling into an abyss of no return.
Scared, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
What was happening? She had her adrenaline pumped and always claimed to fear nothing, yet at this moment, she was terrified of death.
Yes, she was very scared, scared that if this punch connected, everything she had would slip away from her, igniting endless fear within her.
If Lin Nuo really let that punch fly, it could easily break her face or, worse, take her life—all in an instant.
But Lin Nuo’s fist hovered inches from her face, showing no intention of landing a crushing blow.
There was no need for that, and it would be pointless.
Moreover, hammering this woman would mean he had to enter villain mode, opposing the Lin family.
This was just fine; this arrogant woman ought to face some backlash; otherwise, she wouldn’t know the heavens from the earth.
“You…”
Startled, Lin Qian momentarily couldn’t find her voice, even her words trembled slightly.
“Not enough practice; don’t take yourself too seriously.”
Lin Nuo withdrew his hand, waved his sleeve, and walked away leisurely.
At this moment, Lin Qian didn’t pursue him, still caught in her fear, unable to snap out of it.
That person…
In that instant, he appeared as a villain controlling her life or death, yet he looked down on even striking her.
She felt furious but also helpless.
Clearly, she had already lost; moreover, Lin Nuo was right—on the battlefield, she could very well be dead.
Wait, why was this Lin Nuo so different from what she had heard? Wasn’t he supposed to be looked down upon at the Xuanyun Sect? Wasn’t he said to have low cultivation?
But that earlier skill, that punch, was anything but weak!
Had she missed some critical information?
…
In a certain sense, Lin Nuo admired Han Fairy.
Because in matters of interest, she indeed had a knack.
Back in the day, Han Fairy accepted him for her own benefit, and the result was clear; she didn’t manage him but still got support from the Lin family.
However, if it were an ordinary person, they would think selecting Lin Qian as a disciple would yield greater benefits.
Many thought so back then.
But Lin Nuo naively believed he was chosen because his cultivation talent surpassed Lin Qian’s, and with grand aspirations, he entered the Xuanyun Sect, eager to display his talent, dreaming of immortal opportunities, building a harem, and reaching the peak of life—everything should have been in his grasp.
Instead, he faced the harsh realities of life and became a villain.
Many thought Han Fairy had poor judgment and made a wrong choice; however, it was quite the opposite.
Han Fairy could see the limitations in Lin Qian’s cultivation promotion; her early ascend would be quick, but hitting a certain height would make further advancement exceedingly difficult.
Indeed, it was proven that once she reached the fifth stage, climbing to the sixth stage became impossible, no matter what.
Choosing Lin Qian would naturally garner Lin family support, but there lay a hidden danger—what to do when Lin Qian couldn’t improve?
Drag things out?
No, the Lin family would definitely blame her, claiming she ruined Lin Qian, while in truth, it was Lin Qian’s inherent limitations.
Their family was overly arrogant; when their child failed to progress, they would surely blame the master for inadequate teaching.
Then the Lin family would create a ruckus, and she would be in trouble.
Not picking Lin Qian would also bring her blame, but Han Fairy specifically recommended Lin Qian to join the Hunfeng Sect, so she wouldn’t face much reproach.
In contrast, picking Lin Nuo would mean even if she didn’t produce any results with him, she would still have an explanation for the Lin family.
Lin Nuo would merely be a facade, adding shine to the Lin family’s reputation; they weren’t expecting him to achieve anything substantial.
But choosing Lin Qian placed pressure on Han Fairy; if she couldn’t improve her and faced Lin family criticism, it simply wasn’t worth the risk.
Furthermore, she could see Lin Qian was overly arrogant, and trouble would inevitably follow; history proved her predictions correct, as the Lin family later indeed caused a stir at the Hunfeng Sect, all because Lin Qian ultimately couldn’t step up, which led to teaching problems.
Typical of blaming the teacher when the child fails to learn.
Lin Nuo was a reborn individual who understood historical trends, thus grasping Han Fairy’s mindset.
Old interest-based logic.
So if Lin Qian and her family weren’t so arrogant and were as humble and eager to learn as Su Kexin, seeking issues within themselves, then Lin Nuo wouldn’t have entered the Xuanyun Sect at all.
What would happen if he didn’t enter the Xuanyun Sect?
No idea, he felt too lazy to think about it.
…
As the grand celebration of the Lin family approached, more and more nobles from far and wide began to arrive.
The Lin family warmly welcomed them, arranging luxurious rooms and preparing lavish meals to express their hospitality.
These nobles were all invited by the Lin family’s juniors, each boasting high status, showcasing their own power.
His second brother invited generals, while his eldest brother invited officials; these were big players, and Lin Yuan smiled from ear to ear, able to host such prestigious individuals, making for a splendid display.
“I wonder who you’ve invited, Third Brother?”
His elder brother Lin Fei inquired specifically about Lin Nuo.
Lin Nuo shook his head:
“I didn’t invite anyone.”
“Isn’t your martial sister coming on your behalf?”
“Not her; she represents Zifeng Valley.”
“Oh, I see. A cultivator of your stature should invite fellow sect members or elders, right?”
“I don’t have that qualification,” Lin Nuo rejected.
Lin Fei secretly rejoiced, seeing everyone inviting prominent nobles while you, Lin Nuo, didn’t invite a single person?
Haha, really embarrassing for you; how dare you not invite anyone to this occasion?
But then again, who could he invite? It’d be embarrassing if they came.
Lin Fei increasingly felt that all the rumors about Lin Nuo being a prophecy master who brought down meteorites to slaughter alien armies were just exaggerations or fabrications. If he truly had such abilities, wouldn’t he invite distinguished individuals over?
Nonsense; clearly, he’d been lucky to survive by coincidence, with the border folks spreading ridiculous stories.
The credit for celestial meteors had nothing to do with Lin Nuo—he was ultimately just an incompetent person.
“I’ll step out for a bit.”
Lin Nuo didn’t want to argue with Lin Fei anymore; there were too many nobles in the room, and he felt like leaving for some fresh air.
The meat floss cake in the city was great; he could buy some to taste.
“Boss, give me a pack of meat floss cake.”
At that moment, a boy and a girl said the same thing in unison.
The two instinctively glanced at each other.
Lin Nuo frowned.
Hmm? What’s this?
“Lin Daxia!”
The young girl became excited.