"Uh..."

"Where is this...?"

Yun Lin looked at the somewhat broken wall in front of him, and at this strange cabin. He thought he was dreaming.

Yun Lin raised his right hand and pinched his cheek hard.

"Ah! It hurts..."

"I... I'm actually still alive ..."

Yun Lin clearly remembered that his heart had been pierced by Ziwei Supreme—Jiang Huainan. But looking at the very palpable things in front of his eyes, he knew he was alive.

Just then, a series of memories not his own flowed into his mind like a river, melding with his own memories.

This sudden change made the originally resolute Yun Lin clutch his head in unbearable pain.

After quite awhile, the pain ceased abruptly.

From his memories, he knew that he had been reborn.

Reborn in the Divine Martial Continent ten thousand years later.

In a small city called Qingyun City, and the family he was reborn into had the same surname.

What's coincidental is that the owner of the body is also called Yun Lin, but because of his own inherent dullness, he is still only at the first level of the Spirit Gathering stage even at the age of 16. Thus, he had become a well-known "waste person" in Qingyun City.

His cause of death, however, was that he was obstructed by Yang Yue, the eldest son of the Yang family, because Yun Lin's father, Yun Haotian, had blocked the Yang family's way of wealth.

Yun Haotian, the father, was poisoned, which resulted in his complete loss of martial strength and reduced him to a waste.

Later, a malicious plot which poisoned Yun Lin directly took his life.

After understanding the situation, Yun Lin rose from his bed, walked in front of the mirror and carefully inspected his new body.

A slender figure, a handsome yet youthful face, and a pair of bright eyes that seemed as deep as the starry sea.

"This appearance does indeed justify my lofty status as the 'Supreme Master of Medicine', but this power..."

"Isn't it too disappointing? The first level of Spirit Gathering Stage."

"This kind of trash that didn't even qualify to wash my feet in my previous life managed to confront me head on today.

What a damper on my glorious reputation..."

Yun Lin touched his chin, showing a face full of disgust.

But he entirely didn't notice that these words were about himself.

"Well, if the heavens don't want me, then I, Yun Lin, will once again swagger through this Divine Martial Continent."

"Jiang Huanan! I, Yun Lin, will return this grudge a thousand fold in the future!"

Yun Lin looks at himself in the mirror, in his somewhat age-inappropriate deep gaze, a fleeting flash of ruthless resentment is visible.

In his previous life, Yun Lin regarded the Supreme of Ziwei as a brother, making countless pills for him, which in turn created his peerless strength in the continent.

However, Yun Lin didn't anticipate in the slightest that this grandson of his would actually assassinate him without any defenses, just for a tiny piece of information about the "Emperor Scorpion"

tomb.

"Bang!"

Just then, the sound of a shattered door resounded, his room had been kicked open by someone.

His originally cheerful mood was totally disrupted by this sudden intrusion. His face instantly paled, his eyes coldly towards the door.

All he saw were two young men, decked out in Yun family disciple’s attire, strutting into the room.

"Oh! Isn't this our young master, huh? How is it that you're alive today?

I thought you’d already croaked……"

One of the lads, a skinny fellow, hands folded behind his back, his sneering tone thrown at Yun Lin.

"Yun Shi, how could you speak like that?

He, after all, is our Yun family's Young Master, the number one "waste" in Qingyun City.

This is a glory we can only dream of……"

The tall man standing beside Yun Shi preached in a feigned manner.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Yun Han, you make too much sense……"

Yun Lin learned from his memories that the two men who were tormenting and monopolizing his cultivation resources day in and day out were Yun Shi and Yun Han.

They were both cultivators at the second level of the Spirit Gathering Stage. Although they were not considered prominent figures within the clan,

to Yun Lin, a 'weakling' stuck at the first level for ten thousand years,

it was an insurmountable obstacle.

"Just a pair of ants within the clan, daring to be presumptuous in front of me."

Turning around, Yun Lin slowly approached Yun Shi and Yun Han.

Yun Lin originally wanted to probe his body's condition, but now he had two perfect specimens for test subjects. He concentrated his spiritual power and struck at Yun Shi.

"It seems that this waste is looking to learn a thing or two about real kung fu..."

"Hehe, come and get it..."

Yun Shi assumed that Yun Lin was undoubtedly going to die after being poisoned by Yang Yue.

Thus, along with Yun Han, he came to Yun Lin's room intending to pilfer Yun Lin's inheritance.

However, seeing that Yun Lin had not died, and watching the decisiveness in Yun Lin's eyes at first glance, he sensed that the Yun Lin of today was like a whole different person.

Seeing that Yun Lin, who was showing an unprecedented strength unlike before, Yun Shi was convinced that this 'loser' was hiding a huge secret.

"Seeking death..."

Yun Lin, being the once "Supreme Master of Medicine", who had dominated the land of Shen Wu a thousand years ago, emitted intense killing intent when a person at the second Spirit Gathering Stage dared to belittle him so easily.

"Yellow Dragon Fist..."

Yun Shi felt a chill creeping up his spine as he sensed the murderous aura emanating from Yun Lin.

"Why is it so eerie..."

Cursing under his breath, Yun Shi also released his Yellow Dragon Fist, a low-ranked Yellow tier technique, to meet Yun Lin's attack.

"Bang!"

Their fists collided abruptly, and both of them staggered backwards.

"How could this be!"

Standing from the sidelines, Yun Han, who had been excited to see Yun Lin beaten by Yun Shi, widened his eyes in disbelief.

As the one directly involved, Yun Shi stared at Yun Han incredulously, reluctant to believe that Yun Lin, with his first-level ability, just withstood his punch.

"Yun Han! Make your move. This brat seems to have encountered some sort of serendipity. Afterwards, we’ll split the profits fifty-fifty…”

Yun Shi was now certain that something extraordinary happened to Yun Lin, as there was no way he could have changed so much overnight. He hastily reached out to Yun Han, standing beside him in the same shocked state.

"So you're surprised? Then come and see the consequences of angering me…"

Yun Lin stood with his hands behind his back, a slight smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

In the moment when he caught Yunshi's punch, he felt how frail this body really was.

It wasn't until now that his hand even started trembling a bit due to the previous clash.

"This body isn't just normal weak, it sadly lacks any real strength," he said sarcastically.

"It seems like I need to quickly upgrade my strength..."

Yunlin silently determined in his heart, and once again threw a punch at Yunshi.

"Azure Dragon Fist..." He commanded the action mentally.

At this moment, seeing the sudden change in Yunlin, Yunhan standing beside Yunshi also joined the battle, facing the swiftly attacking Yunlin.

"Maple Leaf Misstep"

Seeing Yunhan also joined, Yunlin used the self-created Earth-level movement martial skill - Maple Leaf Misstep, deftly avoiding the two men's attacks.

"Poof!"

"Ah!"

Suddenly, two screams were heard. Yunlin borrowed the movement technique, ghostly circled to their back, and directly struck two heavy punches, resulting in the two men being directly knocked to the ground.

"Dragon Claw Supremacy"

Yunlin did not give the two men a chance to catch their breath, immediately executing the "Dragon Claw Supremacy"

His hands morphed into the shape of dragon claws, quickly grabbed both men's throats, and forcefully lifted them up.

"Mas...Master of the Shao family, please...please spare us..."

"We...we were...wrong..."

Feeling the icy cold hand around their throats and the chilling killing intent it emitted, they quickly pleaded for mercy to Yun Lin in incoherent speech.

"Begging for mercy now, isn't it a bit too late..."

Yun Lin looked at the two people in front of him, at their pupils filled with fear, and their somewhat disgusting frantically begging for mercy, and he strangely started to smile.

"Master Shao, we were blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai.

Please do not hold grudges for the past, and let two dogs like us go..."

At this time, Yun Han was pretending to sob and beg Yun Lin for mercy.

Because Yun Lin's smile at this moment, made him shiver even though it wasn't cold.

Like the Nine-Nether Demonic God, like a bloodthirsty Asura...

"Hmm, if I spare you, what benefits would I get..."

Yun Lin knew that his family was short on manifacturation, so he didn't really want to kill them.

Looking at the servile demeanor of the two, he asked with interest.

"As long as Master Shao spares us, we two will definitely pledge our lives to follow you. Going though fire and water if we have to, we won't turn back on our promise..."

Seeing that Yun Lin seemed to be softened, Yun Shi hurriedly tried to please Yun Lin.

"That's not enough..."

What Yun Lin needs now are resources, not two useless individuals.

He shook his head, his grip intensifying slightly, and he coldly spoke.

"From this day onward, all my resources are devoted to you..."

Yun Han was inherently timid. Seeing Yun Lin's chameleon-like nature, he quickly promised Yun Lin, despite the pain.

"And what about you..."

Seeing Yun Han's loyalty, Yun Lin turned to ask Yun Shi.

"I... I too..."

The moment Yun Shi saw Yun Han directly pulling out his own cultivation resources, he also grimaced and promised.

"That's good. What this master needs right now is elixirs. I wonder if the two of you..."

Yun Lin released the two of them, speaking with a half-smiling, half-serious expression.

"We have... we have..." The pair promptly took out the elixirs and silver taels they had just acquired from elsewhere and quickly placed them on the table.

"Very well, then get out."

"Remember what you promised, don't forget, oh...

Otherwise, death..."

After Yun Lin finished speaking, he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the bed, recuperating.

Yun Shi and Yun Han, on the other hand, made an awkward retreat bowing and fleeing.

"Darn it, what kind of constitution is this. How could the spiritual energy entering the body be absorbed by the meridians to the extent of nine-tenths..."

In Yun Lin's previous life, he practiced the 'Three Thousand Great Dao Jue', which was beneficial for the path of alchemy, but for improving his constitution and strength, its effect was only at the level of a lower-grade mystery.

Since he was reborn, Yun Lin wanted it to be perfect this time.

"Then there is only the unknown grade cultivation method - the 'Xuan Tian Four Symbols Jue' that I obtained in the ancient battlefield ruins a ten thousand years ago. Perhaps, it could surprise me..."

Decided, Yun Lin immediately swallowed the pill left by Yun Han and the others and started cultivating according to the chant in that manual in his mind.

"I must increase my strength, otherwise the only one turned into a corpse would be myself..."

Yun Lin muttered to himself silently.