Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints

In a hastily excavated cave dwelling, Lin Shiming slowly awoke from his cultivation.

The sustained and endless power of the Qing Mu Art was immensely effective in healing and recovery, and had he been cultivating a Fire-Element Technique, he would have undoubtedly experienced excruciating pain throughout his meridians.

Of course, the Second Rank Superior Grade Monkey Wine and the seeds of the Green Lotus also played a significant role.

Otherwise, it would have taken Lin Shiming at least several days to stabilize.

"Shiming, how are you feeling, any better?"

Sitting in meditation nearby, Lin Houwei and others from the Lin Family all looked over, the one who asked was Fifth Uncle Lin Houyong.

Lin Shiming scanned the area; most of the Lin Family were present in the temporary cave. Deeper within, and with his Divine Sense, he detected Lin Yuqing and Lin Houshou both healing. They were the ones under the greatest pressure earlier.

Seeing Lin Shiming awake, many with minor injuries now turned their gaze towards him.

His gaze had changed from that of the past; in their eyes, Lin Shiming saw a hint of concern and respect.

If it hadn't been for Lin Shiming's last self-sacrificing act to trigger the Snake Vine Flower, it was possible that all the Lin Family members would have been annihilated.

At this moment, no one doubted Lin Shiming's status as a key member supported by the family!

Even Lin Shimo, when looking at Lin Shiming, appeared to regard him with the same respect as he did Lin Shijie, evidently placing Lin Shiming on an equal footing.

"Thank you for your concern, Uncle Five. This time, we were lucky you arrived when you did, or the outcome is unthinkable!" Lin Shiming said gratefully, remembering that if they had been just a moment later, he had no doubt that the Purple Mansion talisman could have killed many of the Lin Family.

"It was you who made a great contribution, far greater than what Fifth Uncle did!" Lin Houshou also praised, then appeared to recall something and spoke,

"Seventh Great-Uncle wants to see you, go inside for a moment!" Lin Shiming nodded, slowly stood up, but realized his body still ached. He couldn't help but think, perhaps he should find a Body Refining Art to cultivate.

However, remembering that with his Third Spirit Root it was uncertain how long he would take to reach Foundation Establishment, he immediately gave up the idea.

Approaching the depths of the cave dwelling, there were two entrances blocked by stones, and next to one of the large stones, Lin Xianzhi sat in meditation just like the first time Lin Shiming saw him.

"Seventh Great-Uncle!" Lin Shiming bowed and saluted.

Lin Xianzhi opened his eyes and looked at Lin Shiming, examining him up and down and asked,

"How are your injuries?"

"Thank you for your concern, Seventh Great-Uncle. My injuries are just an overextension of Spiritual Energy, not worth mentioning!" Lin Shiming casually replied, then his eyes unintentionally swept towards the two cave entrances.

In Lin Shiming's mind, the one with the severest injuries was definitely the Second Uncle who had destroyed the Five Elements Formation.

Now that was a true powerhouse!

The Grand Elders lived up to their name as body culturists, but their injuries must have been extremely serious as well.

Lin Xianzhi, seeing where Lin Shiming's gaze fell, and then glancing back towards the two cave entrances, understood that Shiming was concerned about the two elders; his appreciation for Shiming deepened. He then spoke again,

"They have taken the Green Lotus seeds and Monkey Wine as well, and should recover after several months of rest."

"Since you are not seriously hurt, come with me later, we need to look for the people from the Huang Family!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Shiming felt inwardly speechless.

From the tone of voice, it seemed that Seventh Great-Uncle might have already searched but failed to find the Huang Family and the location of the Third Rank Inferior Grade Spirit Vein.

After all, even though the system hinted at a Third Rank Inferior Grade Spirit Vein being to the north, it did not specify how far north.

And his Golden Luan Bird had simply flown a circle before returning.

A quarter of an hour, combined with the flying speed of the Golden Luan Bird, he feared they had flown quite a distance; his Seventh Great-Uncle must have had a sense of this.

"I shall heed the instructions of Seventh Great-Uncle!" Lin Shiming agreed readily.

Even in his heart, he began to devise excuses, but unexpectedly, Lin Xianzhi did not press him further.

After instructing Lin Houwei and the others to protect Lin Yuqing and Lin Houshou here, Lin Xianzhi prepared to set off with Lin Shiming and Lin Houyong.

To Lin Shiming's surprise, Lin Shijie and Lin Shimo both voluntarily requested to accompany them.

Lin Shiming could understand Lin Shijie, who was at the eighth level of Qi Cultivation, but Lin Shimo left him somewhat perplexed.

The latter's strength lay entirely in training corpses, but his blood corpse had its arms explosively obliterated.

The whereabouts of that formidable Five Elements Flag were also unknown.

But clearly, the decision wasn't up to him; with a nod from Lin Xianzhi, everyone boarded Lin Xianzhi's Spirit Boat.

However, the Spirit Boat did not increase in size to over a hundred meters but rather remained like a flat boat two or three meters long, which was incredibly magical.

The advantage of this was clear too; in the Qingyun Mountain Range, a smaller target was less noticeable while the speed was not compromised.

The Spirit Boat nearly skimmed over the treetops as it flew, the Golden Luan Bird squawked on Lin Shiming's shoulder, and Lin Shiming kept giving directions.

Heading north, the Spirit Boat's speed was terrifyingly fast. After about five or six hours, Lin Shiming could see a small mountain from a distance, its dense spiritual energy particularly striking.

From a closer approach, one could see around the small mountain several corpses draped in yellow robes, their manner of death exceedingly gruesome—every one of them had been horrifically slapped to death with palm strikes.

The ground was scarred with countless ravines, and a large swath of trees was demolished.

"It's ahead!" Lin Xianzhi's eyes lit up, then he looked toward the remaining individuals.

Lin Xianzhi had everyone disembark from the Spirit Boat and proceed with concealed movements.

At this moment, from atop the hill, came the rumbling sounds of roars and the clashing of swords—the battle was obviously far from over.

Lin Xianzhi flipped his hand, taking out five Spirit Talismans from his Storage Bag, giving one to each person.

All five were Second-Rank Superior Grade Spirit Talismans of Concealment, with excellent effects in shielding one's Divine Sense. Of course, for Foundation Establishment Cultivators using their Divine Sense at full strength to probe, the effect would be much diminished.

But at this moment, the Huang Family's cultivators were probably distracted by the fierce assaults of the Territorial Bear!

The group of five each slapped on a talisman and carefully advanced toward the top of the hill.

The closer they got, the more numerous the signs of battle became.

Finally, the scene before them came into view—familiar figures: Huang Kaiyu, and six cultivators at the Qi Cultivation Ninth Level.

These Ninth Level cultivators clearly controlled a formation, continuously bombarding it with various types of Five Elements Spells.

In front of them was a five-meter-tall Territorial Bear, violently slapping at two Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Where the Territorial Bear struck, there were wounds, and where the earth spells in the form of Spirit Armor covering its fur were hit, there were holes. Intermittent stabs of earth would come forth, but were blocked by the sparkling shield held by Huang Kaiyu.

The Territorial Bear was clearly at a disadvantage, and the state of the Huang Family members was also extremely poor.

The Lin Family members could not have arrived at a better time.

Lin Shiming, recalling the matter of Peach Blossom Valley, suddenly thought of a phrase.

Vengeance may be delayed, but the hour of reckoning will come!