Rise Against Desperation

He placed the clothes that he had just brought into the storage bag with satisfaction.

"Wu, wu, wu."

Lin Hu was extremely familiar with the sound of the horn. This was the sound of the Lin Clan's disciples being summoned by the Lin Clan. As an inner sect disciple, Lin Hu did not need to go, so someone would naturally inform them.

With this thought in mind, Lin Yuan walked towards the front of the mountain. In the front of the mountain, there was a clear stream that could help him wash away his filth for many days.

After taking off his tattered clothes and pants, he threw them into the distance. He jumped into the stream bare-chested. The originally clear stream was now like a stream of black mud, slowly flowing downwards.

This scene caused Lin Hu, who was thick-skinned enough to be embarrassed, to exclaim, "So dirty."

A fish happily swam by, looking for a small fish in its mouth. It wagged its tail, whipping out water that splashed onto Lin Hua's body.

Seeing this fish, Lin Hua was a bit excited. Ever since he entered the Extreme Martial Stage, he found out that he ate very little food and replenished the Heaven and Earth Martial Qi to ensure that he did not starve. He was about to reach the Martial Spirit Realm.

Seeing that fat fish, Lin Chu, was still a bit happy. He couldn't help licking his lips and grabbed the fish with one hand. Although he was struggling within his hand, he couldn't escape Lin Chu's grasp.

After throwing the fish, which was about 40 centimeters thick, onto the shore, Lin Chu put on his clothing, "It's actually the apparel of a service disciple!" After glancing at it, he ignored it. He did not care about the clothes. Wearing an inner court apparel was too eye-catching. It was better to keep a low profile.

He set up a fire and took advantage of the time it took to burn firewood. Lin Hua found a stalk of green grass. It looked as if it could break apart at any moment, but in reality, it was extremely tenacious.

His hair was tied behind his head and tied to his shoulders. He washed the dirt off his face again. After three months, his original appearance was finally revealed.

Previously, Lin Hu's face was covered in dirt, making it hard to see his facial features. In addition to his tattered clothes, Lin Hu was just like a slovenly fellow, someone who didn't like to be clean.

In truth, Lin Hu did not want to do this either. Fortunately, he had spent half his life in Stealth just to be able to tidy up his clothes like this, which could be considered as returning his original appearance.

A pair of thick and suitable sword-like eyebrows appeared in his clear and limpid eyes, revealing a resolute expression. After being washed by clear water, Lin Hua could finally be considered as not slovenly anymore.

"Hmm?"

He threw a punch to the back, but his fist froze in the air. A rough palm grabbed his fist, looking at it intently, "Clan Chief?"

Lin Shan nodded as he heard Lin Hua's words. He looked at Lin Hu with a smile and said, "A hero comes from a young man. It's only a short three breaths' time before he finds out that I'm standing behind you. It's not simple at all."

The more he read, the happier he became. "Why is the Patriarch looking for me?" In his heart, Lin Hu was slightly apprehensive. Only after three breaths of time did he realize that a Martial King expert was most likely capable of killing him with a single finger.

He was neither humble nor haughty, he was somewhat concerned about what had happened back then. As the Clan Chief, he believed that Lin Shan should know about the matter of him being killed.

"The core disciples of the Lin Family are going to head to the Spirit Beast Mountain to train. I wonder if little friend is willing to lead a group to go?"

"Patriarch, disciple isn't going."

Lin Shan's face, which was originally smiling, now had traces of puzzlement on it as he looked at Lin Hu, "Why is that not good? If you bring your team over, your future prestige will definitely have some effect."

"Not going."

He didn't have any good feelings towards the Lin Clan's disciples, so why would he lead a team to protect them? Moreover, he was a martial artist that couldn't even protect himself in a dangerous situation, much less protect others.

The most important thing was, why didn't those in the spirit realm go and pick him? This made him quite puzzled.

"Lin Hu, the disciples of the inner sect enjoy all kinds of preferential treatment for their own resources, so it's your duty to obey your orders." Lin Shan's words were filled with displeasure. Very few people dared to refute him.

His words made sense. In addition, Lin Shan's tone gradually turned colder. He was not a match for this Martial King. Thus, just as he was about to agree, Lin Shan's words were spoken first.

"How about this, how about you protect in secret? I'll send another inner disciple to lead the team. You just need to take care of him in secret."

Could it be the Martial Senior from within the Martial Spirit World? To date, he had only seen one and there were more than ten who had yet to be seen in deep thought. Lin Shan frowned slightly, "How about this, kid. I'll give you one thousand martial energy stones. Are you going or not?"

Lin Shan had originally thought that he would have to cripple his limbs, but he didn't know that the next scene caused him to nearly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Right now, he was in need of martial energy stones, and he would never do something like getting a high reward for his hard work. Since inner disciples only got 1000 martial energy stones every month, it was equivalent to giving him a month's worth of martial energy stones.

"Which inner sect disciple did you dare lead?"

Lin Hu looked doubtfully at Lin Shan, "Lin Caixuan." After saying this, Lin Shan flew down the mountain with bursts of battle qi in his wake.

He wanted to ask why Lin Shan was not found when the inner sect senior brother, who was at the Martial Spirit Realm, was leading the team.

"When the sun rises tomorrow morning, I will follow their group to Spirit Beast Mountain." Lin Hu stroked his chin, in this case if he was willing to follow the troops, he wouldn't be willing to do so.

He really did not have much contact with these people, and most of them were people who were in the limelight. If there was anyone who knew him, it did not matter whether he was alive or dead.

It was still the same hacking technique. Last night, he didn't use much strength and beat up the lizard-shaped spirit beast to a pulp. He knew that this technique was definitely not simple and was definitely hiding something he did not discover.

After countless times of practice, he still couldn't find that feeling, so he just lay down and looked at the blue sky, "I still need to experience actual combat." Recalling the Spirit Beast Mountain training tomorrow, he made up his mind to walk forward by himself and hone this rod technique.

Slowly walking towards him, Lin Hu turned his head around with a blade of grass hanging from the corner of his mouth, "Have you recovered from your injuries?"

The white clothed person's pupils constricted as he slowly walked over. "How did you know?"

Lin Hu's eyes squinted as he spat out the grass at the corner of his mouth. He stood up and looked this person in the eye, "At that time, I was three hundred meters away from you. I noticed their shouts and followed you all the way up the mountain."

The man in white looked thoughtfully into Lin Hua's eyes and nodded. "Do you want to drink?"

"Haaargh!" He didn't even think about it. After twelve years, he finally had a taste of the wine.

This person was none other than Lin Wushuang. He was dressed in white and had a long blade hanging from his back, exuding an indescribably domineering aura.

He took out a wine gourd from his storage bag and threw it towards Lin Hua. Then, he caught the gourd and looked at Lin Wushuang with a bright smile on his face.