Chapter 2

"Xiaofeng." A voice called out, and in the courtyard, a middle-aged man appeared. He was tall and exuded a powerful aura, bearing a resemblance to Lin Feng.

"Father." This man was none other than Lin Hai, the head of the Lin family and Lin Feng’s father. The fusion of souls had given Lin Feng the thoughts of both, making this call to his father very natural, and Lin Feng felt no discomfort.

"Xiaofeng, you... are well!" The lines on Lin Hai’s face trembled. When Lin Feng was brought back to the Lin family, he was on the brink of death, in a constant state of unconsciousness. Lin Hai had already given up hope and even started preparing for Lin Feng’s funeral. But now, he saw his son, alive and well, in front of him, how could he not be overjoyed?

"Yes, Father, I have fully recovered." Lin Feng smiled at Lin Hai’s excited expression, feeling a sense of warmth. After his grandfather’s death in his previous life, he had faced the coldness of the world alone and had never experienced such warmth.

"Good, good." Lin Hai patted Lin Feng’s shoulder heavily, his eyes flashing with a sharp light as he looked at the stone pillar that had been reduced to powder. His brothers were waiting for him to die so they could seize his position as the head of the family. Lin Feng’s quick recovery must have disappointed them.

At that moment, Lin Hai suddenly emitted a chilling aura, making Lin Feng feel as if his body was frozen.

"Father is truly a powerhouse at the Spirit Warrior Realm; just his aura can freeze a weak martial artist." Lin Feng thought to himself. The path of martial arts begins with the Qi Warrior Realm, where one draws in the elemental energy of heaven and earth to refine the body and temper the martial soul until true qi is born, entering the Spirit Warrior Realm. At this stage, one can cultivate and master divine techniques, capable of killing with a single step, making them incredibly powerful. Lin Hai was a powerhouse at the Spirit Warrior Realm.

"Xiaofeng, who did this?" Lin Hai’s face was dark. When Lin Feng was brought back, he was on the verge of death, and the attacker clearly intended to take his life. In fact, they had succeeded in taking the life of that ‘Lin Feng.’

"Father, I will handle this matter myself." Lin Feng did not tell Lin Hai that he was injured by his third uncle’s son, Lin Heng. In the family, his third uncle and eldest uncle were in cahoots, coveting the position of head of the family. Their strength and influence were not inferior to Lin Hai’s. Moreover, Lin Heng had excellent talent and was a standout among the outer disciples of the Yunhai Sect, which is why he dared to act so recklessly and injure Lin Feng.

This grudge, Lin Feng must avenge himself. The path of martial arts allows no room for weakness; any mental obstacle is a hindrance to a martial artist’s growth.

Lin Hai looked at his son with surprise. The current Lin Feng had a resolute gaze, a far cry from the former’s decadent and timid self.

It seems that this time, Xiaofeng has turned a disaster into a blessing. Lin Hai felt a sense of relief and nodded. "Tomorrow, attend the family meeting with me. I want to see how they plan to depose me as the head of the family."

...

Night, lonely as water.

In the Lin family’s bamboo grove, Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, a dark shadow behind him almost completely blending into the night. This was his dark martial soul.

Lin Feng discovered during his cultivation that using his dark martial soul increased his cultivation speed by more than five times. Therefore, despite the mental fatigue, he continued to use his martial soul. Since heaven had given him a second chance, he was determined to live a life of strength and respect on the Nine Heavens Continent, where only the strong are revered and admired, capable of commanding the elements.

A faint milky white light enveloped Lin Feng’s body, a phenomenon that occurs when the elemental energy of heaven and earth is highly concentrated.

Talented powerhouses cultivate at an extremely fast rate, gathering elemental energy around them to form a halo. Lin Feng was clearly in this state.

At this moment, Lin Feng’s breathing was steady, his face calm and peaceful. Inside his body, the elemental energy flowed, merging with his blood and strengthening his muscles and bones.

After a long while, a burst of light flashed, and Lin Feng’s body suddenly became a bottomless pit, instantly absorbing the surrounding milky white elemental energy, leaving nothing behind.

Opening his eyes, a sharp light flashed and disappeared, like a fleeting shadow. Lin Feng stood up, a smile appearing on his lips. He had broken through, advancing one realm in a single night. He was now at the sixth level of the Qi Warrior Realm.

However, Lin Feng was not satisfied. From his memories, he knew that the ninth level of the Qi Warrior Realm was just the beginning of a martial artist’s cultivation. True world-class powerhouses could fly through the air and soar beyond the Nine Heavens, a level of freedom and ease that seemed divine in his previous life.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng began to throw punches. The wind from his punches roared, causing the green bamboo to instantly shatter. Powerful shockwaves destroyed the bamboo grove.

The Qi Warrior Realm is divided into nine levels, with each level increasing one’s strength by a thousand pounds. At the sixth level, Lin Feng had six thousand pounds of strength. If he used the Sixth Level of the Nine Waves technique, he could unleash a force of six thousand five hundred pounds. But Lin Feng felt this was not enough. If he could cultivate the Nine Waves to the Seventh Level, each wave would be stronger than the last, and he would have seven thousand pounds of strength, equivalent to the pure strength of a Seventh Level Qi Warrior.

The force of over six thousand pounds was incredibly powerful, causing the fragile bamboo to shatter continuously, the entire space resembling a vast ocean, filled only with the roaring wind and the shadow of his punches.

At this moment, a bent green bamboo in the distance did not shatter in the wind but instead rebounded, catching Lin Feng’s eye and making him slow down his punches.

"The Nine Waves technique is derived from the waves of the sea, each wave stronger than the last, fierce and powerful. However, since it is a wave, it should also have a gentle side. Only by combining hardness and softness can one move forward without hindrance."

A flash of inspiration struck Lin Feng, and his punches became less forceful, gradually advancing, alternating between hard and soft.

"Roar!" Lin Feng shouted, delivering a punch.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The sound of shattering echoed, six, seven... eight! The bamboo turned to powder wherever the wind from his punches passed.

"Eight Waves, so powerful." Lin Feng took a deep breath, stopping his punches. He had grasped the essence of the Nine Waves technique and had consecutively broken through two levels, reaching the Eighth Level. It was known that the higher one’s cultivation, the harder it was to advance. A Fifth Level Qi Warrior could easily grasp the Fifth Level of the Nine Waves, but an Eighth Level Qi Warrior might not necessarily be able to use the Eighth Level. Lin Feng had achieved this.

"Now, I should have seven thousand five hundred pounds of strength, and as long as I grasp the balance of hardness and softness, I will have mastered the Nine Waves technique." Lin Feng felt a surge of joy. The higher one’s cultivation in martial techniques, the harder it is to advance, but the power also increases exponentially. With seven thousand five hundred pounds of strength, he could now face a Seventh Level Qi Warrior in battle.

In the past, Lin Feng could not even defeat an ordinary Fifth Level Qi Warrior and was looked down upon. But now, after just one day in this world, he had the combat strength of a Seventh Level Qi Warrior, directly surpassing two levels.