ALL NOVEL Chapter 7: The Sixth Family
“Luminous Trading Firm? Could it be…”
“That’s right. It was established decades ago by your second great-grandfather. Today, it has grown into a mid-to-large-scale trading firm in Qingfeng City, second only to the ten great families in influence. On the surface, this firm has no ties to our Lin family.”
Perhaps Lin Zichen had offered too much, or perhaps his cultivation level was enough; for once, the Grand Elder did not hide anything and revealed the true foundation of the Lin family.
This left Lin Zichen stunned.
This foundation—it far surpassed what the seventh-ranked family among the ten great families could possess. Even the second-ranked Feng family might fall short!
“The Sixth Family.”
For some reason, this phrase suddenly popped into Lin Zichen’s mind, and he couldn’t help but laugh to himself.
But, truth be told, this family was truly formidable.
“Chen’er, you’ve done well. The family will not treat you poorly.”
“However, there’s no time to waste. I must deliver the Breaking Sect Pills to your great-grandfather and second great-grandfather immediately. We’ll discuss your reward upon my return.”
As Lin Shoucheng spoke, he patted Lin Zichen’s shoulder in satisfaction and prepared to leave the main hall.
“Wait, hold on.”
Seeing his father’s impatience, Lin Zichen shook his head helplessly and quickly called out.
“Hm?”
Lin Shoucheng stopped in his tracks, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes. The same confusion appeared on the faces of the other uncles present.
“Father, I’m not done talking yet. Don’t be so hasty.”
“I brought two treasures, but I’ve only revealed one so far. If I show you the second, you might be so excited you’ll faint.”
“You brat, you’ve grown wings now, daring to tease your father?”
Hearing the teasing laughter around him, Lin Shoucheng’s face turned red with embarrassment, and he scolded Lin Zichen with a smile.
However, he was still intrigued by Lin Zichen’s words. Curiosity got the better of him as he asked, “Are you saying the two treasures aren’t just these two Breaking Sect Pills? What other treasure could there be, for you to save it for last?”
“Ten acres of mid-grade spiritual fields.”
“Oh, spiritual fields? Indeed, that’s a treasure. Our Lin family owes much of its current prosperity to the three low-grade spiritual fields cultivated by our ancestors. Uh… wait, what did you just say?”
“Mid-grade spiritual fields? And ten acres?!”
Before Lin Zichen could finish his words, a figure darted in front of him. Lin Shoucheng gripped his shoulders tightly, the immense strength making Lin Zichen grimace in pain.
“Easy, easy.”
Seeing Lin Zichen’s pained expression, a trace of embarrassment flashed through Lin Shoucheng’s eyes, and he quickly restrained his strength.
Fortunately, Lin Zichen’s cultivation had improved greatly. Even though Lin Shoucheng, a Prenatal Realm martial artist, had exerted considerable force in his excitement, it merely caused Lin Zichen discomfort without inflicting real harm.
“What you just said… is it true?”
“Is it really ten acres of mid-grade spiritual fields? Where are they?”
Feeling the intense gazes of his father and uncles, Lin Zichen rolled his eyes.
As expected, hoping these muscle-headed men would care whether he was hurt was as likely as hoping a pig could climb a tree.
Still, he wasn’t upset. Growing up as a martial artist, he was no stranger to bumps and bruises, especially during sparring with his peers. A little pain was nothing unusual. So, facing the eager, glowing eyes of his father and uncles, Lin Zichen straightforwardly proposed a trip to the forbidden area in the back mountain.
Naturally, none of the Lin family elders present objected to this.
Under Lin Shoucheng’s arrangements, the group quietly made their way to a valley in the forbidden area of the back mountain.
As they arrived, an elder appeared before them. His face was rosy, his skin as tender as a baby’s, but his long hair was as white as snow.
“Father.”
“Third Uncle.”
“Grandfather.”
The group respectfully greeted the elder.
This elder was Lin Weiquan, the strongest figure of the Lin family’s fourth generation. His cultivation had reached the eighth stage of the Prenatal Realm, and he was also Lin Zichen’s grandfather and the former Leader of the Lin family.
“What are all of you doing here together? Is there no business in the family left to handle?”
His stern rebuke echoed in the valley as his gaze swept over the group. But just as the others were about to explain, his eyes landed on Lin Zichen, and he sensed the aura emanating from him.
“Hmm? Postnatal Realm, eighth stage? Chen’er, you’ve reached the eighth stage of the Postnatal Realm so quickly! Excellent, excellent! The heavens are truly blessing our Lin family!”
For a moment, Lin Weiquan was stunned. Then, the next second, his laughter roared across the entire valley.
Sixteen years old and at the eighth level of the Postnatal Realm.
Even among the elite factions of Qianyuan Country, such talent would rank among the top prodigies. With this level of aptitude, as long as Lin Zichen didn’t meet an untimely end, he was almost certain to reach the Grandmaster Realm. With enough opportunities, even the pinnacle of the Celestial Realm—the apex of Qianyuan Country’s hierarchy—might not be out of reach.
A top-tier prodigy meant a promising future.
The Lin family was on the verge of rising.
This realization filled Lin Weiquan with unstoppable excitement, a sentiment mirrored in the beaming faces of the Lin family’s high-ranking members.
Once Lin Weiquan calmed down, Lin Zichen, at his father’s prompting, stepped forward to explain.
“Grandfather, this is what happened…”
Lin Zichen recounted the events he had shared earlier in the council hall.
Lin Weiquan, who had just managed to compose himself, found his emotions surging once more, his face lighting up with boundless joy.
“Excellent, excellent! With these two Breaking Sect Pills, your great-grandfather and second great-grandfather will undoubtedly break through the bottleneck of the Prenatal Realm and achieve the Master Realm. And those ten acres of mid-grade spiritual fields—if we use them wisely—will not only help your great-grandfather and second great-grandfather but also give me, and even all of you, a chance to step into the Master Realm!”
“Hahaha! Chen’er, you are truly the Lin family’s lucky star!”
“About the location of the spiritual fields? Quick, follow me.”
Under Lin Weiquan’s guidance, Lin Zichen was soon led to a clearing where the spiritual energy was five to six times denser than in the outside world.
In front of him were three plots of low-grade spiritual fields, each ranging from ten to several dozen acres. Around them, several elders and workers, who had long since retired from the public eye, were busily tending to the fields.
“This valley is protected by a mid-level formation—the Maze Formation—purchased at great expense by our Lin family. Unless a late-stage Master or stronger carefully investigates, no one can enter this place,” Lin Weiquan said with pride as he mentioned the formation.
“Grandfather, let’s place the mid-grade spiritual fields here,” Lin Zichen said suddenly, stopping as he surveyed the surroundings and pointed to the ground beneath his feet.
This spot was a hundred meters away from the existing low-grade spiritual fields, ensuring they wouldn’t interfere with each other. It was also well within the protective coverage of the Mid Level Maze Formation, making it the ideal location for the mid-grade spiritual fields.
“You decide.” Lin Weiquan nodded, completely trusting Lin Zichen’s judgment.