After the Villain Transmigrates, He Refuses to Break Off the Engagement with the Female Lead - Chapter 6:

Chapter 6: Two Words — Unmatched

Several Elders from the Feng Clan looked as if they’d seen a ghost, utterly unable to believe what had just happened!

Just a day ago, Lin Yu had clearly still been at half-step Nascent Soul Realm, and his physical body’s cultivation level was laughably weak.

Yet now, barely any time had passed, and upon seeing him again, this guy’s physical strength had already reached the True King Realm?!

In cultivation, the realms were divided into: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Soul Transformation, and Tribulation Crossing.

Beyond that came: True King, Venerable, Monarch, Quasi-Saint, Saint, Quasi-Emperor, and Emperor!

“Lin Yu, what’s going on with your body cultivation level?!”

One of the Feng Clan Elders asked, his pupils trembling as he lost composure.

Feng Qi had already scrambled to his feet, a crazed expression on his face as he shouted, “Illusion! This must be an illusion!”

Body cultivation was notoriously difficult, yet Lin Yu had shattered their understanding. Who in the world had a physical body that surpassed their true Qi cultivation?!

Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm and aloof. He said indifferently, “I already said, I comprehended the true purpose of Reflection Cliff.”

He sneered inwardly. These fools from the Feng Clan, drunk on the fact that Feng Qi had some decent talent in the Ninefold Sacred Domain, had become so arrogant they didn’t even respect him, the Young Master!

Since that was the case, Lin Yu didn’t feel the need to show any face.

Feng Qi’s eyes flashed with madness as he growled, “Elder Feng Tian, seize him! We must force out the secrets of Reflection Cliff. If I obtain that opportunity, I’ll take his place as Young Master!”

No doubt, Lin Yu’s fate was heaven-defying—first awakening dual pupils, and now even grasping a powerful body cultivation method.

Although having a True King-level body didn’t mean he could directly fight True Kings, such a terrifying physique was enough to make anyone envious.

Feng Tian and the other Feng Clan Elders showed ruthless expressions. “Lin Yu, you’ve forced our hand!”

At this point, they couldn’t care that Lin Yu was the Young Master. Feng Qi had to inherit this fortune and become the next Young Master—for the rise of the Feng Clan!

Lin Yu swept his cold gaze over them and sneered, “Capture me? Just you few at the Tribulation Crossing Realm? You’re not qualified.”

“Arrogant!”

Furious, Feng Tian and the others erupted with powerful auras, each unleashing top-tier techniques. “Lin Yu, kneel!”

Faced with this terrifying assault, Lin Yu showed no fear—on the contrary, he was eager to test his newfound strength. “Perfect timing to test this True King body!”

With a reverse grip, Lin Yu drew the Soul-Extinguishing Sword, stepped forward, suppressed the excited pulse of his dual pupils, and unleashed a sword and a punch!

As his sword slashed, a world-destroying sword light tore through the mountain range beyond Reflection Cliff and soared into the sky.

Simultaneously, a fist filled with terrifying power struck toward the Feng Clan Elders.

Where the sword light passed, mountains and rivers shattered!

Where the fist wind landed, heaven and earth trembled!

Boom!

A thunderous roar echoed across the skies. Feng Tian and the other Feng Clan Elders were flung back, horror written all over their faces. “Impossible!”

This monster was serious. Though his body couldn’t fully rival a True King, no one below that realm could hurt him!

And that sword in Lin Yu’s hand—what rank was it?! Why was it so terrifying?!

Feng Qi stood frozen on the spot. After a long pause, madness and jealousy surged in his eyes. “Why?! Why does Lin Yu get everything?! That fortune should be mine!”

He had once been the number one prodigy of the Ninefold Sacred Domain. Within three years, he was confident of passing his tribulation; in five years, he would surely reach the True King Realm!

But since Lin Yu’s sudden rise, Feng Qi found all his brilliance completely overshadowed.

Jealousy twisted his face.

Lin Yu stood with a single hand gripping his sword, his white robe spotless. His star-like eyes gleamed with battle intent.

“That’s it?”

He raised the Soul-Extinguishing Sword with a mocking smirk. “Tribulation Crossing Realm… so overrated.”

At this moment, Lin Yu finally had a clear understanding of his own strength.

Two simple words: Unmatched.

As the Young Master of the Ninefold Sacred Domain, backed by the system, Lin Yu had only one thought now—just go wild!

Feng Qi’s face contorted as he screamed, “Seize him! Take everything he has!”

Before Feng Tian and the others could move, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

Their expressions changed drastically as they bowed in terror. “We greet the Sect Master!”

“You… wanted to seize what from whom?”

Lin Xiaotian appeared out of thin air, completely ignoring the elders, his icy gaze fixed on Feng Qi. “Repeat what you just said to me.”

Back in the Sacred Domain City, he had sensed the battle here. Originally, he’d intended to watch from the shadows and step in only when Lin Yu was in danger. That way, Lin Yu would realize his mistakes and understand his current weakness.

But Lin Yu’s performance had left him speechless.

How could he allow such a Heaven-Blessed Genius of the Lin Clan to be bullied by the Fengs?

Feng Qi’s face turned ashen. He trembled as he stammered, “S-Sect Master, I was only joking earlier!”

Lin Xiaotian laughed in anger. “A joke? You look like a damn joke. Today you try to steal Lin Yu’s fortune, tomorrow you planning to steal my seat as Sect Master too?”

The moment those words fell, all the Feng Clan Elders were drenched in cold sweat.

Feng Qi collapsed to his knees with a thud, trembling. “Please spare me, Sect Master! I never had such thoughts! I was confused! Please show mercy!”

“Hmph!”

Lin Xiaotian snorted and turned to Lin Yu, his gaze softening. “Lin Yu, what do you think should be done about Feng Qi?”

Feng Qi felt his strength drain away. It was over. If Lin Yu was allowed to judge him, how could there be any hope?

But unexpectedly, Lin Yu calmly wiped the Soul-Extinguishing Sword clean and said indifferently, “He’s just a dog of the Sacred Domain. Let him live a while longer. If he can’t be trained, then we put him down.”

Feng Qi abruptly raised his head in disbelief. Lin Yu… actually let him go?!

Lin Xiaotian smiled. Not bad—Lin Yu had finally shown a bit of imperial dominance.

Had he chosen to kill Feng Qi directly, it would’ve put Lin Xiaotian in a difficult position, considering the Feng Clan’s influence.

But now, this was perfect for slapping the Feng Clan in the face.

“From today on, you are sentenced to three months of penance at Reflection Cliff. Do you accept?” Lin Xiaotian said coldly.

Three months?!

Feng Qi and the Feng Clan Elders turned pale. That place was hell!

But suddenly, Feng Qi thought of something. His eyes lit up, and he even looked excited. “Thank you for your mercy, Sect Master. I accept the punishment!”

He secretly glanced at Lin Yu, smirking. As long as he entered Reflection Cliff, he would have the chance to gain fortune and strengthen his body!

Then it would be Lin Yu’s turn to die.

Lin Yu naturally saw through Feng Qi’s thoughts. The corner of his lips curled slightly as he sent a mental command to Ferocious Winged Beast through the Spirit Beast Binding System. “Someone’s coming in soon. Beat him to death for me.”

Watching the clueless and gleeful Feng Qi walk proudly toward Reflection Cliff, Lin Yu could only offer him one thing—good luck.