C11

The Wind Chasing Horse was worthy of being called the best of the BMW, it could run like a hurricane and its endurance was astonishing. It walked on the rugged roads in the mountains and forests as though it was on flat ground. After ten days of trekking, Lin Yue finally arrived at the Netherworld Sect.

"Ah horses, Lin Yue is ashamed. As a little pauper, I have no way to raise you, so let's say our goodbyes and you can go back to Lady Yao's side."

The Wind Chaser Horse snorted, as if it understood Lin Yue's words, and gave him a disdainful look, then turned and left.

"Hey!" "What kind of expression is that!?" Lin Yue was so angry that his teeth were itching.

"Humph!" Who dares to make a ruckus near my Netherworld Sect!? "

From the side of the mountain path, a few disciples dressed in Netherworld Sect clothing walked out, with cold eyes and stern eyebrows, all of them stared at Lin Yue with murderous intent.

Lin Yue immediately bowed, raised up the Netherworld Udumbara Flower, and said, "I am a disciple of the Eastwood City who obtained the Netherworld Token this year. I am here to report to the sect!"

"Oh, you got the Nether Token? Seeing the Netherworld Token in Lin Yue's hands, they knew that he was a disciple whose Netherworld Sect had not yet entered the sect, and the expressions of these few people eased a little.

"I am Lin Yue!" Lin Yue did not immediately say that he was a person of Lin Family, because he had levelled up with the support of the City Lord, Bai Yu Cheng.

"Lin Yue? Your surname is Lin! That would be the Lin Family disciples. If I remember correctly, that Lin Hsing from three years ago also belonged to the Eastwood City.

When they mentioned Lin Hsing, their faces started to have a gentle smile, as if touching with a disciple of Lin Family would give them some honor.

"Junior brother Lin, quickly enter the sect to report, don't miss the time!" A disciple of Netherworld Sect said in an extremely cordial manner.

Lin Yue sneered in his heart, but on the surface, he nodded and walked inside the sect.

On the way, there were also disciples who received the token and hurried into the sect to report.

"Eh? Level five Martial Disciple? Tsk tsk, just which family's disciple was this? How could someone with such weak strength become the champion? Fifth level Martial Disciple, not even comparable to my follower! "Trash!"

A seventeen or eighteen year old youth dressed elegantly, but his face was full of holes and pockmarks. There was even a large black hemorrhoids at the corner of his mouth, making him look extremely ugly.

Lin Yue squinted his eyes and looked at the man. His cultivation was around the 8th level of the Martial Disciple realm, but the pressure he felt was not overwhelming. This showed that he was not a big threat to Lin Yue.

Realizing that Lin Yue was looking at him, the person immediately scolded: "Brat, are you unconvinced? Just a piece of trash, even I, Zheng Loong's follower is stronger than you! "

Beside Zheng Loong, there were two servants standing. Both of them had fiendish expressions, and were at the sixth level of the Martial Disciple realm.

"Idiot!" Lin Yue didn't want to lower himself to the same level as him, so the report was more important.

"Bastard, what did you just say!?" Zheng Loong's eyes turned ruthless as he roared, wanting to rush over to beat him up.

"Young master, do not be rash. Netherworld Sect has a rule that the disciples are not allowed to kill each other. This trash will have time to clean up later on. Just endure it for now. "

When Zheng Loong thought of the rules of the Netherworld Sect, he stared at Lin Yue's back sinisterly and waved his hands, signalling that he understood.

Lin Yue didn't walk too far before seeing quite a few older disciples from the Netherworld Sect s in front of him. Three to five groups were gathered together, and were coming to greet the new disciples from their families.

Suddenly, Lin Yue's pupils constricted. He saw, amongst the crowd, a youth with a slightly plump body, a fierce-looking face, a pair of triangular eyes, and a scar at the corner of his mouth.

That was none other than Lin Qiang's elder brother, Lin Hsing!

Along the way, Lin Hsing was surrounded by a large group of Lin Family disciples, and was faintly their leader.

"Our Lin Family is filled with talents, but the strongest would still need to be you, Lin Hsing. Not only did you cultivate the Thunder Fist to produce the seventh thunder sound, you also awakened the leopard Martial Soul, I heard that there are elders who want to recruit you as their disciple, is that true?!"

"Ha, brothers, don't say it like that. Lin Hsing is just lucky enough to be selected by an elder, but to truly enter, I need to train my cultivation to a certain degree, so I still need to go to the outer sect to gain experience."

Although Lin Hsing said those humble words, he could not help but reveal a pleased expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth revealed a haughty smile.

In these three years after he had entered the sect, Lin Hsing quickly became the core of the Lin Family clansmen, and now, he was even more so, forced into the inner sect.

"That little brat Lin Qiang awakened the Martial Soul and has a large amount of resources to support it. This year's token competition shouldn't be a problem, if he sees how mighty I am, he'll probably be scared silly."

Lin Hsing thought excitedly, when he suddenly raised his head, a fourteen or fifteen year old youth appeared in his field of vision.

The lines on his face were clear, giving off a heroic feeling. His pair of eyes were like stars, faintly revealing a divine light, and as he wore the cut and cut of his green clothes, it gave people a clean and refreshing feeling.

Not Lin Qiang! This youth was countless times more handsome than his chubby little brother.

"You are Lin Yue!? Why did trash like you come here? Where's my little brother Lin Qiang!? "Lin Hsing stared at Lin Yue for a few seconds, then remembered this trash who was well-known far and wide for his Eastwood City.

"Since I'm here, he must be beaten by me, right? "Idiot!" Lin Yue looked at Lin Hsing sideways, and waved the Nether Token in his hand.

"You piece of trash, how could you beat my brother? He's at the 7th level of the Martial Disciple realm and has awakened the Martial Soul. His strength is even stronger than an 8th level Martial Disciple. "You must have used some despicable method, hurry up and tell me, what exactly did you do!?"

"Lin Hsing, you are really shameless, you think you need to use some despicable method to defeat your brother? Open your dog eyes and look, what cultivation do you think I have now!? "

Hearing Lin Yue's words, Lin Hsing once again looked at Lin Yue, frowning his brows, and said sinisterly: "A mere 5th level Martial Disciple?!" Very quickly, he shouted angrily: "My brother is a Martial Soul, a genius who possesses a Martial Soul, it's not something that a piece of trash like you can defeat!"

"Hahaha, genius!?" Lin Yue laughed out wildly, looked into Lin Hsing's eyes playfully, and said disdainfully: "So what if you're a genius? When I, Lin Yue, woke up, I wanted to trample all over geniuses. You, Lin Hsing, are really awesome, no, in my eyes, you are just a fool! "

Lin Hsing was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but after entering the Netherworld Sect for a long time, he knew that the sect rules were strict.

"Lin Yue, if you have guts, we will see!"

Lin Hsing saw that Lin Yue's words were simple, his personality was completely different from his usual self-abasement and cowardice, turning into a bold and crazed person, not something that could be suppressed with just a few words.

Immediately after, he fiercely pressed down on Lin Yue a few times, suppressing the impulse to directly kill Lin Yue on the spot, and turned around to leave in anger.

The other disciples of the Lin Family also fiercely glared at Lin Yue before disappearing behind Lin Hsing, leaving behind only the lonely Lin Yue who, in the eyes of the other disciples of the Netherworld Sect, became the focus of attention.

Lin Yue didn't mind at all, instead, he felt a lot more relaxed. Lin Hsing didn't dare to come in openly, as this was good news to him.

Ignoring the discussions of the crowd, Lin Yue straightened his back as he recorded all the information about the family name and clan in the registration area and obtained the right to use the house. He followed behind the other disciples and headed deeper into the sect.