After becoming rich overnight, I handed over the system.

Chapter 463 2 year ago

"Impossible!" Lin Han interrupted him. "My father is Lin Zhennan, a merchant from the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. My mother's surname is Zhou; she was an ordinary woman."

Amu hesitated for a moment, then finally said, "Young Master, please bathe and change first. I'll go prepare the meal."

Hot water was already prepared, and Lin Han washed away the mud and grime from his body and changed into a clean blue cloth robe.

The clothes fit him remarkably well, as if they were tailor-made for him.

He took off the jade hairpin and examined it carefully—it was his mother's only keepsake, and his father had said it was an heirloom that he should wear every day after he came of age.

The hairpin head was engraved with fine lines, which now seem to resemble some kind of sect mark.

Amu brought over the food: a bowl of fish porridge, some wild vegetables, and a pot of medicinal wine.

Lin Han wolfed down his food and immediately asked to see Liu Wushuang.

The medicine house is located in the center of the village and is more spacious than other stilted houses.

The old woman—whom the villagers all called "Grandma Medicine"—was decocting medicine, filling the room with the bitter aroma of herbs.

Liu Wushuang lay on a bamboo bed, her face as pale as paper, but her breathing was steady.

"The arrow poison has been neutralized, but she has lost too much blood and won't wake up until at least tomorrow," the old woman said without looking up. "If the young master has any questions, I will answer them to the best of my knowledge."

Lin Han sat down next to Liu Wushuang and gently brushed away the stray strands of hair from her forehead.

"Who exactly is she? And who are you people? Why are you calling me Young Master?"

Granny Yao sighed and added some dry grass to the medicine stove. "It's a long story. This is the last refuge of the Xuantian Sect, inhabited by the disciples and their families who escaped the massacre. As for Miss Liu..." She paused, "she is the only daughter of Liu Xuanfeng, the last disciple of Sect Master Ye. By seniority, she is your junior sister."

Lin Han's mind went blank: "Then I..."

"You are the only son of Sect Master Ye and Madam Zhou. Twenty years ago, the Qingcheng Sect, along with the seven major sects, besieged the Xuantian Sect. Madam Zhou escaped with you, who was just a month old, and went into hiding." Granny Yao's eyes welled up with tears. "We've been searching for you for twenty years, but we never expected..."

Lin Han felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his chest. His father... no, his adoptive father, Lin Zhennan, had never mentioned these things.

But upon closer reflection, Lin Zhennan did indeed have a deep understanding of the martial arts of the Xuantian Sect, and his study at home also contained a considerable collection of related classics.

Moreover, his protection of the "Mysterious Heaven True Scripture" far surpasses that of ordinary treasures.

"The Mysterious Heaven True Scripture..." Lin Han suddenly remembered something and took out the manual from his robes. "This is... something my adoptive father gave me on his deathbed."

Granny Yao trembled with excitement upon seeing the manual: "It truly is a treasured manual! Besides you, this was the only other thing Madam Zhou took away back then."

She tremblingly turned to the first page, “'The Nine Revolutions of the Mysterious Heaven, each revolution a new heaven'... This is the culmination of the sect leader's life's work!”

Lin Han's heart stirred: "When I practice this skill, it feels exceptionally smooth, as if..."

"As if you've already learned it?" Granny Yao smiled kindly. "Bloodline talent doesn't lie. The Xuan Tian Sect's martial arts place the greatest emphasis on bloodline inheritance. You have Sect Master Ye's blood flowing through your veins, so naturally you'll learn it quickly."

Just then, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded outside.

Amu rushed in, panicking: "It's terrible! The Qingcheng Sect has found the village!"

Lin Han grabbed his Qingfeng sword and was about to rush out, but Granny Yao stopped him: "Young Master, wait! Going out now will play right into Yu Canglang's hands." She turned to Amu, "Activate the 'Mystic Mist Formation,' and have the archers prepare 'Azure Phosphorus Arrows.'"

Amu accepted the order and left.

Granny Yao took a sheathed short sword from the cabinet and handed it to Lin Han: "This is your father's sword, 'Azure Frost,' which is now being returned to its rightful owner."

The short sword felt cold to the touch, its scabbard was engraved with cloud patterns, and a piece of green jade was inlaid at the end of the hilt, the same material as the jade on Lin Han's hairpin.

He drew half of the sword out; its blade was as clear as autumn water, exuding a chilling aura.

"I'm going to meet Yu Canglang," Lin Han said in a deep voice.

"Wait a little longer." Granny Yao pressed his shoulder. "When Miss Liu wakes up, she has something to tell you. About... the cause of your parents' death."

Lin Han's heart skipped a beat: "It wasn't the Qingcheng Sect that killed them?"

"Yes, and not entirely." Granny Yao's expression was complicated. "Miss Liu knows the inside story best. Now, you should regulate your breathing and calm your mind; I'll go arrange the defenses."

After Granny Yao left, Lin Han sat next to Liu Wushuang, his mind in turmoil.

In just a few days, his world was turned upside down—his parents weren't his biological parents, he was the young master of a mysterious sect, and Liu Wushuang was actually his master's daughter...

The sounds of people talking and weapons clashing came from outside the window; it seemed that the Qingcheng Sect members had already clashed with the villagers.

Lin Han forced himself to calm down and began to regulate his breathing according to the methods in the "Mysterious Heaven True Scripture".

The flow of internal energy within his body gradually calmed his chaotic thoughts.

Liu Wushuang suddenly coughed lightly, her eyelashes trembling.

Lin Han quickly moved closer: "Liu Wushuang? You're awake?"

Her eyes slowly opened, her pupils still somewhat dilated, but she was clearly conscious.

"This is... a fishing village?" The voice was so weak it was almost inaudible.

Lin Han nodded, poured her a glass of warm water, and helped her drink it: "You saved me twice, now it's my turn to save you."

Liu Wushuang's lips curled up slightly: "Fool..." Her gaze fell on the short sword in Lin Han's hand, and she immediately perked up, "The Azure Frost Sword! They... told you about your origins?"

"She only gave me a rough outline." Lin Han tightened his grip on her hand. "Grandma Yao said you knew the truth about my parents' deaths?"

Liu Wushuang struggled to sit up, and Lin Han quickly helped her lean against the headboard.

Just as she was about to speak, a loud crash came from outside, followed by the sound of houses collapsing and villagers screaming in agony.

"Yu Canglang used the Thunderbolt Hall's firearms!" Liu Wushuang's expression changed drastically. "Quick, get me that sandalwood box from the cabinet!"

Lin Han quickly found the wooden box and handed it to her.

Liu Wushuang took a small key from around her neck and opened the wooden box. Inside was a bronze token with the three seal characters "Xuantian Token" engraved on it.

"This is...?"

"Sect Master's Token." Liu Wushuang placed the token in Lin Han's hand. "Now you are the Sect Master of the Xuantian Sect. Take this to the village chief; he can mobilize all the martial artists in the village. You must stop Yu Canglang, otherwise..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the medicine shop was suddenly kicked open.

Amu stumbled in, covered in blood: "We can't hold them off... we can't! Yu Canglang and his men have broken through the eastern defense line!"

Lin Han and Liu Wushuang exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously.

Lin Han fastened the token to his waist, held Qing Shuang in his left hand and Qing Feng in his right, and strode towards the door.

"Wait!" Liu Wushuang called out to him, "Remember, the key to the Nine Revolutions of the Mysterious Heaven lies in 'reversing the cycle of Qi'!"

Lin Han was taken aback, but then realized that she was giving him martial arts pointers.

He nodded solemnly, turned and rushed into the night.

The east side of the village was already ablaze with flames.

More than a dozen stilted houses were destroyed, and injured villagers lay scattered on the ground.