In Martial Universe, Signed in at the Start with Yao Lao's Ring

At this moment, the scene had fallen into complete silence.

Although only a few simple exchanges had occurred, the battle power Lin Yan had just displayed had already shocked both the Lin Family and the Blood Cloth Sect.

There was no need to mention the Blood Cloth Sect's reaction.

Wei Tong was their sect master and their greatest pillar of support. As a Small Perfect Yuan Dan expert, he was a well-known figure even in Yan City.

Yet, in the brief confrontation just now, despite Wei Tong's formidable strength, he had been forced into retreat by Lin Yan.

As a result, the members of the Blood Cloth Sect were left utterly dumbfounded.

When they looked at Lin Yan again, their gazes were filled with deep apprehension.

None of them dared to boast anymore. With Lin Yan present and the strength he had just displayed, proving himself no weaker than Wei Tong, those underlings naturally lost any inclination to act arrogantly.

On the other hand, the Lin Family members were also in disbelief at Lin Yan's display of power.

They had always known Lin Yan was strong, but they had never expected his strength to reach such an extent that even Wei Tong, a Small Perfect Yuan Dan expert, was forced back.

The realization left the Lin Family members in visible excitement. If things continued like this, perhaps there was still hope for the Lin Family today?

Lin Zhentian, Lin Xiao, and the others were visibly thrilled, while Lin Dong was left stunned by Lin Yan's prowess.

"Damn it, this is troublesome," Of course, the one with the worst expression at this moment was none other than Wei Tong.

As he gazed at Lin Yan, whose face remained calm and indifferent, a hint of unease appeared in his eyes.

Cursing under his breath, he muttered, "What kind of monster is this? From his cultivation level, he's merely a First Seal Symbol Master at the Small Yuan Dan Stage."

"So why does he fight on par with me? And these techniques are bizarre—a strange blue fire, attacks infused with hidden force… truly uncanny."

The more Wei Tong thought about it, the more irritated he became. In fact, he even started regretting coming to the Lin Family.

Now he was stuck—he couldn't advance, but retreating wasn't an option either.

This young man in front of him wasn't necessarily someone he could defeat. Lin Zhentian was also standing behind him, and from what he had heard, Gu Ying had been killed by someone else entirely.

In other words, if the Blood Cloth Sect truly clashed with the Lin Family today, they might not even have the advantage. Even if they won, it would come at an enormous cost.

This was definitely not what Wei Tong wanted.

But the problem was that he had marched in with such grandiosity. If he now turned back after being repelled, it wouldn't just be the people of Yan City who mocked him—his own subordinates would no longer respect him.

This left Wei Tong in an immense dilemma.

"Sect Master, perhaps we should reconsider our attack on the Lin Family?"

The thin elder standing beside him had also noticed Wei Tong's hesitation and tactfully offered a way out.

Wei Tong's eyes turned cold as he retorted, "And how am I supposed to account for Gu Ying's death?"

The thin elder gave Wei Tong a meaningful look. He understood that while Wei Tong was speaking of Gu Ying, the real issue was how he would save face if they backed down.

Stroking his beard, the elder lowered his voice and suggested, "Sect Master, what if you set a wager with this brat? A life-and-death battle in Yan City two months from now. That would allow us to settle things properly."

Wei Tong's mouth twitched. For a moment, he suspected this old man was trying to get rid of him.

After all, he had personally witnessed Lin Yan's strength. Wei Tong wasn't entirely sure he could defeat him.

If he agreed to a life-or-death duel and something unexpected happened, wouldn't that mean his own demise?

For an instant, Wei Tong's gaze turned somewhat hostile toward the elder.

Noticing this, the elder quickly explained, "Sect Master, if I recall correctly, the leader Yue Shan of the Blood Wolf Gang possesses the Blood Transformation Art technique which can temporarily enhance the user's cultivation and strength."

"Moreover, the Yue Shan also has several elixirs capable of granting temporary power boosts."

"Of course, both the Blood Transformation Art technique and the pills come with aftereffects that could damage the user's body… but given the circumstances, this may be the only way forward."

Wei Tong's eyes narrowed slightly.

Yue Shan, the leader of the Blood Wolf Gang in Yan City, under whom the Blood Cloth Sect operated.

Although obtaining these things from Yue Shan might pose some difficulties, as long as they were willing to pay a price, it was still possible.

Most importantly, this method could genuinely resolve the current predicament.

After contemplating for a moment, Wei Tong exhaled slowly. He estimated that learning the Blood Transformation Art Technique would take about a month.

Without hesitation, he turned to Lin Yan and said, "Kid, I want to make a life-and-death wager with you. Do you dare accept?"

Lin Yan raised an eyebrow. "What are the terms?"

Wei Tong stated directly, "In two months, you and I will fight a life-and-death battle in Yan City. If you win, we will let this matter rest, and from then on, the Blood Cloth Sect and the Lin Family will have nothing to do with each other.

But if you lose, you must hand over Steel Wood Manor, the Yang Yuan Stone mine, and the "beast" that killed Gu Ying. Moreover, the Lin Family must submit to the Blood Cloth Sect."

Lin Yan shook his head. "The stakes are not equal. If we win, all assets of the Blood Cloth Sect will belong to the Lin Family."

Wei Tong sneered and agreed without hesitation.

With these stakes, he believed that Yue Shan would be even more willing to help.

After all, if he lost and the Blood Cloth Sect was wiped out, it would weaken the Blood Wolf Gang's influence—something Yue Shan would not want to see.

"Fine! I accept!"

"See you in Yan City in two months!"

With that, Wei Tong led his men away.

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Meanwhile, Lin Zhentian and the others quickly gathered around Lin Yan, asking, "Yan'er, do you have confidence for the battle in two months?"

Lin Yan naturally understood that he could not let Lin Zhentian worry at this moment. Moreover, he truly had no fear of Wei Tong. Smiling faintly, he responded, "Rest assured, Grandfather. I will kill him."

Hearing this, the crowd felt reassured.

Lin Zhentian then continued, "That is good. But to ensure you are fully prepared, I will halt my own training for the next two months and focus entirely on refining Pure Yuan Pills for you."

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

The so-called Pure Yuan Pills were refined from the purest Yuan Power of a Yuan Dan Stage expert. These pills significantly boosted cultivation, far surpassing the effectiveness of Yang Yuan Pills.

However, refining Pure Yuan Pills was an extremely arduous task. First, only Yuan Dan Stage practitioners could refine them. Second, it required full concentration, preventing the refiner from training themselves.

Additionally, the process was slow—producing just one pill could take an entire month. Because of these factors, most Yuan Dan Stage experts were reluctant to refine such pills, as it hindered their own progress.

Yet at this moment, in order to help Lin Yan grow stronger and increase his chances of victory, Lin Zhentian was willing to make this sacrifice.

Since Lin Yan was risking his life for the Lin Family, as the head of the family, Lin Zhentian could not afford to hold back.

"There's no need for that, Grandfather."

"I actually plan to travel to Yan City for these two months."

Lin Yan rejected the offer outright.

In truth, this had been his plan all along.

By now, he had already exhausted most of the possible sign-in locations in Qingyang Town.

For Lin Yan, the fastest way to improve his strength was still through sign-ins.

Thus, rather than staying in Qingyang Town for two months of slow cultivation, he felt it was far more beneficial to venture into Yan City.

With a few sign-ins there, his strength would advance even further. By then, Wei Tong would be nothing more than a mere insect waiting to be crushed.

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Due to the lack of support and the sheer headache of translating this fic while sticking to the official terms, I've decided ....... ......... ............... ...... ................. ....... ............. to upload just one episode per day! Hahaha.

But don't worry, I'm reading it as I go because I actually enjoy it, so I'm not dropping this fic—just slowing down the pace a bit. I'll take my time to make sure each chapter turns out how I like it, without scrubbing away the author's original "flavor," no matter how "Chinese" it reads hahaha!