Chapter 1

"Lin Tian! Next time, if I don't knock you down, I won't be a Lin anymore!"

In the room, Lin Yan opened his eyes, reached out to cover his chest, and gritted his teeth in anger.

Today was the day for the young generation of the Lin family to awaken their divine souls, and he naturally did not miss it.

However, to everyone's shock, the divine soul he awakened was actually a coffin!

In the Heavenly Martial Continent, only those who awakened a divine soul could become a martial artist.

Divine souls come in many varieties, such as weapon souls like swords, spears, and knives, beast souls like fierce tigers, mad lions, ancient dragons, and golden phoenixes, and natural souls like lightning, ice, and fire.

These divine souls all possess great power and can provide significant assistance to martial artists.

However, there are also some divine souls like grass and flowers, which are generally referred to as waste divine souls.

Lin Yan's coffin divine soul today truly opened everyone's eyes, and he was mocked as the ultimate waste divine soul.

Among those who mocked him, Lin Tian was the most enthusiastic.

Unable to control himself, Lin Yan ended up fighting with Lin Tian.

The result of the fight was simple: with only a three-star martial artist cultivation, Lin Yan naturally could not match Lin Tian, who was a four-star martial artist.

"Why? Why is my divine soul a coffin?"

Although he was very annoyed with Lin Tian, what Lin Yan found hardest to accept was his divine soul.

A coffin? What could it possibly do?

Thinking about this, Lin Yan's mind stirred, and he released his divine soul, which floated quietly in front of him.

It was a coffin that was entirely black, about three meters long, and about one meter high and wide, making it a relatively large coffin.

"Huh... Why is there black mist rising?"

Suddenly, a hint of surprise appeared in Lin Yan's eyes. He noticed that a wisp of black mist was rising from the coffin divine soul, giving him a very eerie feeling.

"Come to think of it, I haven't had a chance to see what's inside the coffin yet."

However, just as Lin Yan was about to lift the coffin lid, there was a commotion outside the door, and he quickly retracted his divine soul.

Creak!

The door opened, and two figures slowly walked in.

These two figures were a man and a woman. The man was about forty years old, of medium build, with a stern expression.

Upon closer inspection, it was not hard to notice that the man had only one arm.

This man was none other than Lin Yan's father, Lin Peng.

As for the woman, she was a girl who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The girl was dressed in a light purple robe, with a long ponytail at the back of her head. Although she was young, her face was quite adorable.

The only thing that was a bit regrettable was that the girl's complexion did not look good, as if she was suffering from some illness.

"Father, Xue'er."

Seeing the two figures, Lin Yan immediately sat up from the bed, ready to get up.

"Brother Lin Yan, you're injured, don't get out of bed. Lie down and rest!" Lin Xue'er ran to the bed with light steps, her big eyes blinking at Lin Yan, looking very cute, which made Lin Yan a bit lost in thought.

"Hmph! With weaker cultivation, you still want to show off. Now you're suffering the consequences?" Lin Peng coldly snorted, his tone extremely stern.

Lin Yan's hands clenched slightly, and he said somewhat unwillingly, "Father, Lin Tian has been cultivating for five months longer than me. If I had the same time, I would definitely surpass him."

Lin Peng's gaze sharpened, and he said, "If you were in a life-or-death battle, would you also find excuses for yourself?"

Hearing this, Lin Yan swallowed hard, afraid to say anything more at this moment.

Seeing that Lin Yan was no longer arguing, Lin Peng's expression softened slightly, and he said, "Although I don't know what your coffin divine soul can do, remember, every divine soul has its reason for existence. It just needs to be discovered."

"Every day on the Heavenly Martial Continent, all kinds of miracles happen. Don't say your divine soul is weak. Even those who haven't awakened a divine soul can become super strong through physical cultivation. The key lies in whether you have the heart to become strong and the unwavering belief."

"I hope you don't give up just because your divine soul is a coffin."

With that, Lin Peng turned and walked out of the room.

"Brother Lin Yan, Father actually cares a lot about you. Before coming, he was constantly asking about your injuries," Lin Xue'er said, trying to comfort Lin Yan, who was silent.

"Xue'er, I know. Don't worry, I won't give up. For you and Father, I will definitely become strong. A small divine soul won't stop me! In the future, I will stand in front of you to protect you!"

Lin Yan clenched his fists, his young face showing a strong determination.

...

Lin Peng's missing arm was actually related to Lin Xue'er.

Due to her constitution, Lin Xue'er would experience an extremely hot aura in her body from time to time since she was young.

Whenever this hot aura erupted, Lin Xue'er's body would become unbearably hot, and even experts at the Great Martial Artist level would not dare to approach her easily.

Lin Peng had been burned by this aura several times.

To prevent Lin Xue'er from continuing to suffer, Lin Peng sought help everywhere and finally got some information.

He learned that one of the five major forces of the Great Sealed Dynasty, the Yuan Yang Sect, had a fifth-grade alchemist. If he could get this alchemist's help, Lin Xue'er's condition might be improved.

So, he went alone to the Yuan Yang Sect, which was thousands of miles away, to seek the fifth-grade alchemist's help. However, not only did he fail to meet the alchemist, but he was also intercepted by a disciple of the Yuan Yang Sect.

This disciple was extremely ruthless and directly attacked Lin Peng, cutting off one of his arms and destroying many of his meridians.

The injury to his meridians was severe, and if his internal injuries did not heal, his cultivation would become extremely difficult to advance.

Lin Peng occasionally mentioned this disciple with extreme resentment.

His name was Chen Fanta, a genius disciple of the Yuan Yang Sect, who had already reached the sixth-star Great Martial Artist level at the age of twenty-five.

...

"Chen Fanta! No matter how strong your cultivation is, I, Lin Yan, will definitely kill you!"

In the room, Lin Yan's gaze was firm as he spoke each word.

The cultivation path is divided into ten major realms: Martial Artist, Martial Master, Great Martial Master, Martial Spirit, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial Ancestor, Martial Venerable, Martial Saint, and Martial Emperor.

Each major realm is further divided into one to nine stars.

Three years ago, Chen Fanta had already reached the first-star Great Martial Master level. Now, after three years, his cultivation must have improved significantly.

Lin Yan, on the other hand, was only a three-star Martial Artist with an ultimate waste divine soul.

No matter how you looked at it, the gap between him and Chen Fanta was like a chasm.

But no matter how difficult it was, he would not give up. This grudge, he must avenge!

"Brother Lin Yan, I believe in you."

Beside him, Lin Xue'er, upon hearing Lin Yan's words, did not look down on him but instead raised her small hand and made a fist, giving him a thumbs-up.

"Thank you."

Lin Yan nodded heavily, and at the same time, he secretly resolved to obtain a Regeneration Pill once he became strong.

With the Regeneration Pill, Lin Peng's missing arm could regrow.

He also had to solve Lin Xue'er's constitutional problem; otherwise, she would continue to suffer from endless pain.

"Brother Lin Yan, something bad has happened."

Just as Lin Yan's voice faded, a hurried voice sounded from outside the door.

Then, a somewhat thin figure stumbled into the room.

"Lin Changqing, what's the rush?" Lin Yan recognized him at a glance.

"Sister Xue'er."

Lin Changqing, upon entering the room, noticed Lin Xue'er and greeted her, then hurriedly said, "Brother Lin Yan, there are rumors about you outside."

Lin Yan rolled his eyes and said, "I know, it's about my coffin divine soul, right?"

Lin Yan was the son of the family head, Lin Peng. Although he was usually low-key, the saying "fame brings trouble" was true. After the news of the coffin divine soul spread, he knew it would cause a stir in the Lin family.

"It's not just that!"

Lin Changqing shook his head and said, "It's the Wang family. Wang Ning, upon learning that your divine soul is a coffin, declared that she wants to dissolve the engagement!"

"What?"

Lin Yan's fists clenched tightly, and a strong anger burned within him.

Years ago, the head of the Wang family had persistently asked Lin Peng to arrange a marriage for the next generation. Lin Peng, seeing his sincerity, agreed.

However, due to some interests, the interactions between the two families had become very rare.

As long as neither family mentioned the engagement, no one else would know.

But now, the Wang family, upon learning that his divine soul was a coffin, had brought up the matter.

Undoubtedly, this was a deliberate attempt to humiliate him and make the Lin family lose face in Jiangchuan Town.

"Why is she doing this?" Lin Yan asked through gritted teeth.

"She... she..."

Lin Changqing stammered, hesitating to speak.

"Speak!" Lin Yan shouted.

Lin Changqing was so frightened that he trembled and dared not hesitate any longer. He quickly said, "She said that Brother Lin Yan awakened the ultimate waste divine soul and will be a complete waste in the future, while she awakened an ice and snow divine soul and has been noticed by a teacher from the Red Flame Academy, with a bright future ahead."

"To prevent you from using the engagement to threaten her after she rises, she must dissolve the engagement now."

Bang!

As Lin Changqing finished speaking, Lin Yan's fist slammed onto the bed, and a loud, dull sound echoed in the room.

"Brother Lin Yan!" Lin Xue'er, seeing this, shouted in concern.

"I'm fine." Lin Yan shook his head resolutely, then jumped off the bed and asked Lin Changqing, "Does Father know about this?"

"I came back to tell you as soon as I heard the news. I think the family head doesn't know yet," Lin Changqing answered honestly.

Lin Yan clenched his fists and took a deep breath, then walked out without hesitation.

"Brother Lin Yan, where are you going?" Lin Xue'er asked urgently.

"To the Wang family. None of you are to follow me!"

Lin Yan waved his hand and ran quickly, soon disappearing from Lin Xue'er and Lin Changqing's sight.