Chapter 61: Self-Taught

  In an instant, a glimmer of light appeared in everyone's eyes. The direction Xia Lin proposed gave them hope that if they executed it, Heifeng Gang would not only avoid destruction but also seize the opportunity to rise and control the entire Linjiang City!

  Of course, at this time, the hall master also raised a question: "Why don't we unite with them? If we form an alliance, it won't be so dangerous and will be faster."

  Xia Lin slightly shook her head: "Do you think that the current Hei Feng Gang can give them the courage to face the Jiang family? After all, only we, the Hei Feng Gang, have a crisis, and it's not something that can be spoken of. Once we notify the other families and the news leaks out, there will only be one outcome."

  Everyone fell silent upon hearing this. What Xia Lin said was indeed the truth. It seemed that in order to counter Jiang's family, they had no choice but to integrate these mountain strongholds.

  Xia Lin turned his head and asked San Dangjia's family: "Among the four mountain strongholds, which one is closest to Heifeng stronghold?"

  "Mount Taiyin!"

  "Yin Yang Mountain?" Xia raised an eyebrow, "How strong are they?"

  The three masters looked at each other with a somewhat strange expression and said: "Uh...not bad, if we integrate the Yin Yang Mountain, I think the Black Wind Fortress disciples will definitely be in high spirits."

  "Oh?" Xia Lin asked with interest: "Why?"

  "Because there are especially many female disciples in the Yin Yang Mountain, even... including their leader and most of the hall masters are females." The Third Master said with a bitter smile.

  Xia Lin was shocked: "Most of them are women?"

  "Yes." San Dangjia let out a bitter laugh, "And I've also heard that their leader has a fondness for men, and won't let go of any handsome and elegant ones they see. They'll tie them up in the mountain stronghold and slowly train them, so... the reputation of Yin Yang Mountain isn't very good either."

  “……”

  "Taming?"

  Suddenly speechless, the leader of this yin-yang mountain stronghold is a female chauvinist through and through. Fortunately, this is still within his acceptable range; if the leader were a rotten woman, that would be a troublesome matter.

  With a helpless shake of his head, Xia Lin had already made up his mind. "In that case, our goal is Yin Yang Mountain! Inform the Black Wind Fortress disciples that after conquering Yin Yang Mountain, whoever hooks up with which female disciple, as long as they can keep themselves in check, no one will interfere with them. I suppose this will allow them to unleash their greatest combat strength."

  Everyone burst out laughing, but for the hungry men on the mountain stronghold, the girls from Yin-Yang Mountain were exactly their type - sexy and seductive. Once Xia Lin's message got out, they would probably be too excited to sleep tonight.

  "That's it, the good words are said, now it's time to give orders. Tomorrow morning, gather at the mountain gate, target: Yin Yang Mountain! Anyone who leaks the news ahead of time will be dealt with according to the rules of the village!" Xia Lin said coldly.

  "Yes!"

  "Sun Zhong stays behind, the others can withdraw." Xia Lin waved his hand and let everyone disperse. Only Sun Zhong, who was guarding the door as a sentry, stepped forward at this time.

  Sun Zhong said respectfully: "Chief, what are your orders."

  "Tell your grandfather, can't you speak properly since there's no one around?"

  "Hehe, young master, what's up?"

  Xia Lin shook his head helplessly: "It's nothing major, go contact a Lin Tianxiang, I want all the information about the tattoos, feedback to me as soon as possible."

  Coat of Arms?

  A look of puzzlement flashed across Sun Zhong's eyes. What was this thing? However, he quickly nodded: "I'll contact him right away."

  "Alright, just deal with this matter for now." Xia Lin nodded, "Tomorrow's attack on Yin Yang Mountain, you don't have to go."

  "Ah?" Sun Zhongyi was stunned. "I couldn't, young master. How could I not participate in such a big matter? I can lead the Black Wind Army to kill them all."

  "Kill what kill, all killed, how to unify, this time mainly is to conquer them." Said here, Xia Lin looked at the entangled Sun Zhongyi, "Moreover, my father will also go, do you want to follow him to go through the motions?"

  Sun Zhong hastily waved his hand, the old village master had already gone, and it was basically a foregone conclusion. He wanted to go because there was something to be gained from it; otherwise, what would he do? As soon as the old village master made a move, he really only had the share of watching the excitement.

  "Although individually, Xia Ming and the others are slightly stronger than you, but if we consider overall ability, you absolutely surpass them. For the next few days, take good care of the mountain stronghold, although it's unlikely that enemies will appear, but after all, we must be prepared for any eventuality, otherwise, if this place is destroyed by the enemy, it would be laughable. Alright, go down now." Xia Lin instructed Sun Zhong.

  "Yes, young master." Sun Zhong smiled slightly and backed away.

  As soon as Sun Zhong stepped down, the entire main hall was left with only Xia Lin alone, sitting high in the chief's position, looking quite a bit like a man who is hard to get along with.

  "It's been calm for just a few days, and the storm is rising again. Unifying the four major strongholds within five months is a long way to go." Xia Lin shook her head slightly, then looked at the throne under her and sighed, "The position of the stronghold master, Xia Ye struggled for so long for this position, even willing to collude with the Jiang family, but in the end, he ended up with his head separated from his body."

  Here is the translation:

  At this point, Xia Lin sneered at himself. If he had really grown up in the mountain stronghold from a young age, wouldn't he have any desire for this position? The opportunity to control thousands of disciples in the mountain stronghold, and even dominate the entire Linjiang City. Alas, Xia Lin had transmigrated here, and his understanding of class concepts was deeper. In his eyes, what difference did the pattern of the mountain stronghold make compared to a village head's position? Even if it were the lord of Linjiang City, was this position attractive?

  In this world where the strong are revered, as long as you possess absolute power, you can crush everything! Those who desperately try to climb up either have a short-sighted view and fail to see this point or understand it but have no hope of breaking through in this life, so they seek a stable position to secure themselves. Perhaps in the eyes of mountain bandit disciples, becoming the leader is already an existence that is hard to match for this lifetime, how can they dare think about being the city lord or higher?

  For Xia Lin, no matter what position or identity, everything is for the sake of cultivation as an auxiliary! Becoming the leader of the village is for more cultivation resources.

  All identities, all statuses, are illusions!

  Thinking back to the day when those people took away his mother, that mysterious black robe, that absolute power, Xia Lin's goal has never stopped, rushing into the realm of gods, leaving behind his identity as a warrior, achieving the position of a grandmaster!

  ……

  A busy day passed, Xia Lin also got all the information about the four mountain strongholds at his fingertips, strength, route, need to be vigilant, everything was remembered clearly. Since the decision to go to war has been made, these things must be grasped.

  At night, when Xia Lin returned to his room, he saw a surprising scene.

  Inside his room, everything was floating in mid-air, flying around and whirling about. When he first entered, if he hadn't dodged quickly, a chair would have hit him.

  When he finally focused, he found that Green was standing in the middle of the room, her hands moving randomly, and the objects floating around her were also drifting aimlessly, seemingly chaotic but strangely without any collisions.

  Lu'er was playing happily, turned around and saw Xia Lin coming back, got a fright, suddenly everything flying in the room was messed up, all fell down, tables, chairs, boards, stools, everything fell together.

  "Not good! Every step!"

  Xia Lin's face changed, and he flashed over, now that he had reached the Blood Refining Realm, with his abundant blood energy, when he used his Inch Step technique, he could already dash a short distance.

  Blocking in front of Lü'er, Xia Lin held Lü'er in his arms. His body was no longer afraid of these things, but Lü'er was different. If she were hit, she might get hurt.

  Something whizzed down from above, Xia Lin tightly hugged Lü Er, not letting her get splashed by these things.

  Just then, Xia Lin suddenly heard Qing Er utter a word in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Set!"

  Splash!

  Almost in an instant, Xia Lin found that the commotion around her had completely come to a standstill, eerily quiet. Lifting her head, she only then discovered that everything was suspended in mid-air, floating there in a bizarre manner.

  "Go back!"

  Lu'er's small hand lightly raised, and all things instantly flew back to their original place, very quickly, just like when Xia Lin left.

  Xia Lin looked at the scene with some shock, the power of the cultivator was indeed strong. However, he didn't feel any depression, one of the five great star cores, the Nian Li Star Core, had such a strong power, so the amplification of the Power Star Core was probably not that simple either. These were all things Xia Lin needed to understand. He had been busy with the mountain stronghold's affairs all day and hadn't paid much attention to this aspect yet.

  But before that, there are still some things to be done.

  Xia Lin lowered his head and looked at Lü Er, who seemed to know she had done something wrong. She lifted her head and looked at Xia Lin with a sweet smile.

  "Can you still laugh?" Xia Lin said in a bad mood, and then knocked on Lü'er's little head.

  "Hmm... Protecting young master for the first time, this feeling is really great." Lu'er said softly with her head down.

  Summer arrived, and the hand that was about to knock stopped, shaking her head helplessly, embracing her in his arms. This girl always made people's hearts ache: "Next time you do something dangerous, call someone to watch by your side."

  "En." Lü'er nodded.

  "Where did you learn these things?" Xia Lin asked.

  Lu'er raised her head and smiled: "I learned it myself. After learning those things, I had nothing to do, so I thought it would be fun to try and play with them using my psychic powers."

  Summer arrived silently, and she couldn't help but sigh. She was a natural, a genius who could effortlessly master any skill. "Alright, our little genius, what else have you learned?"

  Lu'er giggled and stretched out her white tender hands, "Look."

  "Really?" Xia Lin looked over, "Very white."

  "Oh no, not this one, touch it." Lü'er stamped her foot and said.

  Xia Lin glanced at her and then reached out to touch Lü'er's small hand.

  "Huh?"

  Suddenly at the moment of contact, Xia Lin's pupils suddenly contracted, this feeling...