Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints

For him, this was embarking on the true path of Immortal Cultivation.

"Uncle Thirteen, you have made another great contribution to the clan!" Lin Shiming couldn't help but praise.

"Where, I just ran an errand!" replied Lin Houwei, feeling a bit embarrassed, and then took another gulp of Spiritual Wine.

After finishing the drink, his expression turned somewhat desolate.

"Shiming, the Soul Slip of our fifth brother has shattered!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Shiming also shuddered, finally understanding why his father had been presiding over the speeches, and finally realizing who he had not seen among the crowd.

It was not difficult to figure out; the Lin Family had retreated en masse in secrecy.

The fact that the Lin Family had not been discovered before Shen Ji True Person's breakthrough indicated that Lin Houyong had always been with the Lin Family.

He also understood why Lin Xianzhi and the others had not told him; they simply feared he would blame himself.

And the memorial service for Lin Houyong had been completed during the days he was in closed-door cultivation.

Several other elders from the Hou generation had also been enshrined in the ancestral shrine with him.

"Shiming, the request of our fifth brother to Uncle Seven was to give Shizhuo a chance at Foundation Establishment, giving Shiyuan the opportunity for the Purple Mansion!" he added, as if seeing self-reproach on Lin Shiming's face.

Lin Shiming shook his head, knowing that regardless of any deals Lin Houyong had struck, it was all because of him.

If he had not been trapped in Qingxuan Sect, they could all have retreated to Shuangmu Island together; there would have been no need for anyone to stay behind.

And the conditions that Lin Houyong had proposed were not really conditions at all. With Lin Shizhuo being a Third Spirit Root and Lin Shiyuan having a Wind Spirit Root, the Lin Family would certainly have given Lin Shizhuo a chance at Foundation Establishment and Lin Shiyuan the opportunity for the Purple Mansion in the future.

Lin Shiming took the wine pot from Lin Houwei, swallowed a mouthful, and felt the liquor was somewhat spicy.@@novelbin@@

It burned from his throat down to his chest.

He blinked forcefully and, after saying his goodbyes to Lin Houwei, went to the ancestral shrine.

Inside the shrine, there was a person in mourning attire, none other than the seventeen-year-old Lin Shiyuan.

Compared to seven years ago, Lin Shiyuan was now less timid and more somber.

Without speaking, Lin Shiming walked to the side, took out a white mourning cap, and also kowtowed and performed the ritual.

His gaze landed on Lin Yuqi's spirit tablet, then to Lin Yutie, Lin Yuzheng, and finally on Lin Houyong's spirit tablet.

Towards this uncle, he had always held immense respect.

From giving up his chance at the Foundation Establishment Pill, yielding the path to his father, to later traveling alone through Lingnan County, Stone Ridge Cave, and Shuangmu Island, and finally becoming the Family Head of the Lin Family, he performed his duty meticulously and managed to complete the relocation of four hundred thousand mortals and four thousand cultivators of the Lin Family!

"Uncle Seven!" After Lin Shiming had prostrated three times and kowtowed nine times, Lin Shiyuan by his side finally called out.

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A forced smile attempted to grace his face, which ended up looking incredibly strained.

Even though he was a cultivator, he was also a seventeen-year-old youth, one who had lost his father!

"Uncle Seven, I will avenge our fifth uncle, I swear it!" Lin Shiming also spoke, swearing an oath towards the hundreds of spirit tablets in the Lin Family ancestral shrine.

"No, Uncle Seven, my father's death has nothing to do with you. I will avenge him myself; that's the only way to set my father's heart at ease!" Lin Shiyuan shook his head, his eyes filled with resolve.

He then displayed his cultivation level, leaving Lin Shiming surprised to find that the seventeen-year-old Lin Shiyuan was now a Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer cultivator, with a stable and firm cultivation basis.

And to think, even when he, Shiming, was seventeen, he had only been at the Fifth Layer of Qi Cultivation!

Even Lin Shilei, who had the same rare Spirit Root, was not as advanced.

"Alright!" Lin Shiming watched the determination in Lin Shiyuan's eyes, nodded fiercely, and then took out a Jade Slip – it was the modified cultivation technique of the Jiuyou Profound Wind Scripture.

"From now on, spend one month per year in my cave dwelling!" After saying this, Lin Shiming mourned for Lin Houyong once more.

It wasn't until three days later that he left the ancestral shrine.

As he was leaving, he faintly heard the heart-wrenching sound of crying coming from inside the shrine.

Lin Shiming paused for a moment, took one last look at the shrine from a distance, and left. At that moment, within his body, the green Spirit Patterns in his Purple Mansion swelled up once again.

This signified that his Minor Divine Ability, Revival Wind, could be utilized once more!