Chapter 462: I Will Shoulder the Responsibility

Chapter 462: I Will Shoulder the Responsibility

Various elements of Spirit Technique were mixed together, and in an instant, the Puppet disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a single remnant behind.

This was an extraordinarily ridiculous feat; none of the Spirit Masters present could accomplish such a thing.

A chaotic mix of Spirit Techniques—wind, earth, thunder, flame—was terrifying.

Under the bombardment, even the Puppets, which had extremely high resistance, were annihilated. Let alone humans.

Just thinking about it was brutal.

However, when this chaotic mix appeared, there was no strong spiritual energy fluctuation emanating from Lin Nuo. Logically, with so many Spirit Techniques converging, there should have been a powerful spiritual energy field surrounding him.

Yet there was none—utterly ordinary.

On the other hand, the spot where the Puppets exploded showed some spiritual energy fluctuations, but they didn’t last long before quickly dissipating.

It felt like Ni Daye just stuck a Fu, made some flashy gestures, said “Shinra Tensei,” as if someone else was working behind the scenes while he merely put on a show.

But who was the one working behind the scenes?

There was nothing; no spiritual energy fluctuations nearby—it all came from the direction of the Puppets.

If we had to say something, it was as if the Dao Fu self-destructed, dragging the Puppets along to the Yellow Springs to become companions.

Mu Yuanfeng was still in shock. Even after being the leader of Helong Hall for so long, he had never encountered someone so outrageous.

A blend of Spirit Techniques, a chaotic mix, obliterated the Puppets.

Could this be a remarkable person?!

Of course, even as an old senior, being stunned by the scene before him, he couldn’t let on that he’d never seen such a thing; as the leader, he had to appear knowledgeable even if he wasn’t.

Maintaining his composure, Mu Yuanfeng calmly said:

“Not bad.”

“My lord, now do you believe it?” Lin Nuo asked.

“I believe that with such strength, those two are no match for you. However, resolving them privately puts us in a difficult position. The most important issue is Yiting; her situation was indeed quite embarrassing at the time.”

Embarrassing? This means he killed those two fools and risked incurring the hatred of their sects, causing trouble for Helong Hall, embarrassing the newcomer leader, Mu Yiting?

Yes, it must be that way.

Lin Nuo had been in this underworld for a while, combined with the memories and knowledge from his previous life, he understood the profit-centric mindset of the underworld too well.

In truth, they were testing him, telling him that the master was currently embarrassed and at a loss, which was equivalent to throwing an opportunity at him to resolve it.

He naturally understood this; as a clever villain undercover, he had developed a standard answer.

With a serious expression, he said:

“I apologize for causing discomfort to all esteemed lords; please forgive me. My actions this time are also for the good of Helong Hall. If it caused the young master embarrassment, I am willing to shoulder this responsibility and relieve her of her worries, ready to face any dangers.”

Such words of loyalty made him want to slap himself for the nauseating display of feigned loyalty.

“Do you really intend to shoulder the responsibility?” Mu Yuanfeng questioned.

“Yes, since I chose to do this, I must have the awareness to take on the responsibility,” Lin Nuo answered firmly, embodying the most basic quality of an undercover—pretending to be faithful and constantly seizing opportunities to appear loyal and gain the master’s trust.

With trust, he could do whatever he wanted.

Lin Nuo’s resolute answer moved Mu Yiting greatly.

Here, in front of her grandfather, the veteran leader of Helong Hall, he spoke with such determination. This showed true masculinity—bearing responsibilities, standing tall, indeed the kind of man she admired and could rely on.

Now, to Mu Yuanfeng and the others, Ni Daye’s intention was obvious.

Having killed the two finalists in the marriage contest and still claiming to shoulder the responsibility clearly meant he intended to marry Mu Yiting.

This was evident to anyone.

Otherwise, why would he kill them? If they had enmity, he didn’t need to wait until both reached the finals to strike; he could have waited until one was defeated to act.

No matter how one looked at it, he had a genuine desire to marry Mu Yiting—a young man with commitment and awareness; a real man.

Mu Yuanfeng sighed lightly:

“To say you will shoulder responsibility is too much. It’s normal to have your thoughts, and besides, you have strength. Well, if that’s the case, at least in terms of combat ability, I recognize you are stronger than those two.”

“Thank you for your recognition, my lord.”

“However, this does not mean I fully accept you. Since you have this awareness, you should accept a test,” Mu Yuanfeng said sternly.

“Grandfather, logically speaking, the strongest should have the qualifications. Why should there be a test?”

Mu Yiting grew anxious. By this point, Lin Nuo was the last man standing in the marriage contest; he was already her husband! To impose a test could intentionally make things difficult for him. What if he didn’t succeed? That would be disastrous, right?

“I have never said that the strongest has the qualifications; it’s merely a selection process,” Mu Yuanfeng replied.

As an old leader, he was also an old capitalist; having recruited a grandson-in-law, he needed to squeeze out the value a bit.

Even someone who made it to the finals wouldn’t escape tougher tasks; having combat strength was one thing, but he still needed achievements.

Mu Yuanfeng turned his gaze to Lin Nuo:

“Youth, what do you think?”

“I am willing to accept the test, for Helong Hall and the young master, I’m ready to brave the flames,” Lin Nuo responded resolutely, understanding that to rise through the ranks, one must face tests—there’s no way around it without connections, and he didn’t have such backing.

He wasn’t even sure what Mu Yuanfeng liked; those risqué paintings probably wouldn’t serve as bribes.

“Very well, I appreciate your determination,” Mu Yuanfeng chuckled, stroking his beard and patting Lin Nuo’s shoulder.

“Youth, this test won’t be difficult for you. Right now, I have a piece of land being tightly held by those so-called righteous cultivators. You just need to drive them away or kill them. If you succeed, I will acknowledge you.”

“Alright, I will do my utmost.”

Lin Nuo agreed, thinking that this wasn’t too difficult, was it? Telling me to turn 20 coins into 37 million is tough, but driving away righteous cultivators? Psh, that’s easy!

In this case, he’d inform the Xuanyun Sect to let Master Zhao handle it.

If need be, he could have Qin Shili step up, just like last time. They could stage a fake fight, have her retreat, and boom! It would all be resolved.

Lin Nuo happily accepted; Mu Yuanfeng preferred to deal with straightforward people, and this young man was doing well.

Once he occupied the land, Mu Yuanfeng would recognize his relationship with Mu Yiting and personally preside over their wedding ceremony.

After discussing details with Lin Nuo—specific locations, who to coordinate with, and precautions—Mu Yuanfeng left, giving Lin Nuo a deadline before he would come to check on his results.

“Grandfather is really impolite. Clearly, you killed them; you are already…”

“For Helong Hall, for the young master, this test is nothing.”

Lin Nuo smiled, desperately looking for opportunities to demonstrate his loyalty.

Mu Yiting’s heart raced vigorously; she was utterly enamored with this man.