On the other side.
In the inn where the Wu Clan resided.
Wu Jun had already sent people to investigate Lin Yun, pouring all of his remaining 10 million-plus Haoyue Crystals into it, just to obtain the most detailed information on Lin Yun.
At that moment, a middle-aged man entered Wu Jun’s room.
“Father…” Wu Jun saw the visitor and quickly stood up.
“Wu Jun, are there things you don’t plan to explain to me?” Wu Jun’s father said with a grim expression.
At those words, Wu Jun’s heart skipped a beat.
“I… I don’t understand what you mean, Father,” Wu Jun said, forcing a smile.
“The matter of you losing face at Baixiang House has already spread. Ao Youcheng, that junior from Liuyue Hall, is spreading it everywhere. Are you still going to hide it from me?” Wu Jun’s father said coldly.
“Damn it! I knew that Ao Youcheng would blabber!” Wu Jun cursed angrily.
“You still have the nerve to speak! You’ve brought shame to our Wu Clan here in Heart City! With so many forces gathered in Heart City, our Wu Clan has completely lost face!” Wu Jun’s father roared.
Still fuming, Wu Jun’s father continued, “I heard you also lost 100 million Haoyue Crystals and even gambled away a True Sacred Weapon?”
“I… I…” Wu Jun’s face turned pale, his heart filled with unease.
*Slap!*
“You useless fool!”
Wu Jun’s father delivered a harsh slap across Wu Jun’s face, leaving five clear finger marks.
“You good-for-nothing, unable to even handle a Second-Layer Heaven-Passing Realm cultivator. And who told you to use a True Sacred Weapon as a betting stake? For the next 10,000 years, don’t even think about getting a new True Sacred Weapon!” Wu Jun’s father said, his anger blazing.
“Father, the reason our Wu Clan lost face this time is all because of that guy named Lin Yun. It was supposed to be Wu Chengtian who lost face,” Wu Jun said unwillingly.
“He dared to offend our Wu Clan and take money from us. He’s simply audacious!” Wu Jun’s father said, his face filled with killing intent.
“Father, this guy’s identity and background might be extraordinary. He could afford so much money, produce a True Sacred Weapon, and even defeat me at the Second-Layer Heaven-Passing Realm. His strength is too great. He must not be an ordinary person!” Wu Jun said, aggrieved.
“Are you investigating his identity and background?” Wu Jun’s father asked coldly.
“Father, I’ve already started the investigation,” Wu Jun replied.
“Notify me immediately once you find anything!” Wu Jun’s father said.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Wu Jun responded repeatedly.
“Wu Jun, if he really has some significant identity or background, you’ve brought trouble to our Wu Clan! For the time being, you will stay in your room to reflect. Without my permission, you’re not allowed to go anywhere!”
With those words, Wu Jun’s father turned and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.
…
After Lin Yun and his group returned to Heart City, they went straight back to the inn.
Escorting the female elf back had finally resolved one of Lin Yun’s concerns.
Next, Lin Yun planned to stay at the inn and wait for the Treasure Appraisal Meeting. He would sell the True Sacred Weapon then and participate in the meeting.
The inn where Lin Yun and the others were staying was a large establishment on North Street in Heart City, backed by a Supreme who controlled the city. Fighting was prohibited in the inn, making it a safe place to stay without fear of retaliation from the Wu Clan.
Back in his room at the inn.
Lin Yun once again flipped his hand to take out the Wuji Token.
What puzzled Lin Yun the most was the fluctuation the token had emitted in the arena. The incident lingered in his mind.
“Let’s try again!”
Lin Yun attempted once more, infusing internal energy into the token, but no special reaction occurred.
Lin Yun had no choice but to put the token away again.
He desperately wanted to know what was going on but couldn’t figure it out, so he could only set the matter aside for now.
“Next, it’s time to use these Purple Sun Flowers,” Lin Yun said, flipping his hand to reveal two Purple Sun Flowers.
These were what Lin Yun had bought from the central plaza in Heart City before going to Baixiang House, intended to enhance his cultivation.
*Knock, knock.*
At that moment, a knock came at the door.
“Who is it?”
Lin Yun asked while getting up to open the door.
Could it be Wu Chengtian coming to find him again?
*Creak.*
When the door opened, it wasn’t Wu Chengtian standing there, but an unfamiliar middle-aged man with a beard, dressed in a black robe.
“Who are you!”
Upon seeing the stranger, Lin Yun immediately became wary, stepping back a few paces to guard against a sudden attack.
