Oh my god! The goddess secretly gave birth to three obedient daughters for me

Chapter 590: Chapter 590: Mediocre for a Lifetime

The Zhao Family, living a life of mediocrity, ultimately became the weakest lineage within the Immortal Cultivation Clan, even the bottommost rung.

“Let’s go and find my Uncle Wang!”

“Right!”

Lin Yi and Li Mengting arrived at a room.

Upon seeing Li Mengting, Uncle Wang’s face lit up with an enthusiastic smile.

“Well, if it isn’t the Li Family’s beloved daughter, Li Mengting! What brings Miss Li to my humble abode?”

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“Uncle Wang, you’re too kind. I’ve come today mainly to ask for your help in investigating a boy named Lin Yi, to see who he really is,” said Li Mengting straightforwardly.

“Oh? You want Uncle Wang to investigate that lad?” Uncle Wang frowned slightly, but then his smile returned, “That’s an easy task; Uncle Wang guarantees it’ll be taken care of effectively.”

“Great! Then I’ll have to trouble Uncle Wang with this!”

“Oh my, think nothing of it, just a simple effort. Miss Li, is this your fiancé? He looks quite handsome and dashing indeed, a perfect match of hero and beauty, truly made for each other!”

Li Mengting laughed, “Uncle Wang is joking. He’s just a friend of mine.”

“Oh? A friend?” Uncle Wang questioned, “How come I have never seen Miss Li’s friend before?”

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“Uncle Wang, he’s a senior of mine. He doesn’t come out very often, so you definitely wouldn’t recognize him,” explained Li Mengting with a smile.

“I see, no wonder. But Miss Li, don’t let this young man deceive you; he’s no good!”

At hearing this, Lin Yi’s mouth twitched slightly—it was indeed the first time he’d been publicly called a bad egg.

Lin Yi hadn’t expected his reputation to have sunk so low, but he couldn’t be bothered to care too much about it now; he was here to handle matters. As for Zhao Wenhao, they’d settle accounts slowly in time.

“Hehe, Uncle Wang, rest assured, I’m aware of that,” Li Mengting chuckled.

Seeing this, Uncle Wang didn’t say much more. He just ordered a waiter to bring a piece of paper and a pen, wrote down his contact information, and then let Lin Yi and Li Mengting leave.

After Li Mengting’s departure, Lin Yi asked, “Mengting, shall we go find that Zhao Wenhao now?”

“Yes,” Li Mengting nodded.

The two made their way to the courtyard where Zhao Wenhao resided.

Upon reaching Zhao Wenhao’s door, Lin Yi raised his hand and knocked, “Boom boom boom.”

The sound of knocking reached Zhao Wenhao’s ears, irritating him a bit.

He looked out the window and saw a white-robed youth standing before him. Though the face seemed unfamiliar, he felt a strange sense of recognition, as if he’d seen him somewhere before.

But Zhao Wenhao couldn’t recall at the moment; after all, they had met only a few times, and besides, Lin Yi had his hat pulled down low.

“Who is it?”

asked Zhao Wenhao.

“It’s me!”

“Oh? Lin Yi?” Hearing Lin Yi’s voice, Zhao Wenhao suddenly remembered, “Oh, it’s you! What are you doing here?”

“Zhao Wenhao, I have come today with orders to take your life, so it’s best you surrender willingly, otherwise, you should know the consequences,” Lin Yi said with a cold laugh.

Zhao Wenhao burst into hearty laughter, “Hahaha, Lin Yi, haven’t you forgotten? You’re still no match for me, Zhao Wenhao!”

Lin Yi shook his head, “No, no, Zhao Wenhao, I haven’t forgotten you, but that Lin Yi isn’t me. Lin Yi is another one of my identities, he’s just a regular high school student, and yes, an alchemist.”

Surprise flashed in Zhao Wenhao’s eyes, “What? You’re an alchemist?”

“That’s right, you guessed it, I am an Alchemist,” Lin Yi responded indifferently, “So, Zhao Wenhao, you’d better surrender now. Otherwise, wait for my retribution!”

“Retribution?” Zhao Wenhao snorted coldly, “With just a newly-entered Martial Artist like you? I don’t even take you seriously!”

“Then try me!”

As he spoke, Lin Yi swung his right hand, unleashing a ferocious power that slammed into the table in front of Zhao Wenhao, instantly shattering it into pieces!

“What? What Martial Arts is this?” Zhao Wenhao’s pupils shrank suddenly, a trace of horror rising in his heart.

Zhao Wenhao was a Six-Star Alchemist, and his strength was the same as Lin Yi’s Cultivation, so he wasn’t afraid of Lin Yi at all. However, he hadn’t expected Lin Yi to use such a domineering move against him; he couldn’t believe his eyes!

“How is this possible? How can a mere Alchemist have such a terrifying maneuver? Could it be that Lin Yi is a Martial Ancestor?”

The more Zhao Wenhao thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He quickly retreated from the room and shouted to a guard, “Men, capture this person immediately and torture him for information!”

“Yes!”

The guard, taking the order, moved with frightening speed.

Zhao Wenhao, on the other hand, clenched his fists, his heart filled with rage.

He was a distinguished Seven-Star Alchemist in the whole of Tiandu City, yet had been threatened by an ordinary person!

How exalted was his status? And now, he had been humiliated by a young brat, which filled Zhao Wenhao with indignation.

“Lin Yi!”

Zhao Wenhao roared in anger, his figure flickering as he charged straight toward Lin Yi.

Lin Yi, seeing Zhao Wenhao suddenly burst out, was momentarily stunned before quickly responding, dodging to the side to avoid Zhao Wenhao’s attack.

“Hmph, Lin Yi, I admit you’re quite formidable, but don’t you think that you can win against me! Today I will make you understand that offending our Zhao Family will get you nowhere,” Zhao Wenhao sneered.

Lin Yi showed disdain, “The Zhao Family, who do you think you are? Even with the Zhao Family behind you, so what? If you dare to kill me, be prepared to bear the brunt of my wrath!”

“Seeking death!”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wenhao was furious, cursing aloud as he stomped on the ground. His body shot out like a cannonball towards Lin Yi, swinging his fist that carried a whistling wind!

“Hmph, you think you can compete with me with your subpar skills?”

As Lin Yi saw it, he scoffed, unfazed.

Lin Yi’s palm struck out, condensing a mass of black mist in the center of his palm and slapping it onto Zhao Wenhao’s fist, sending him flying backward.

“Bang!”

Zhao Wenhao crashed to the ground heavily, his Qi-Blood churning in his chest, a sweet taste in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face filled with disbelief.

Lin Yi’s Cultivation was terrifying!

His cultivation had reached the Peak of the Martial Artist Realm, yet he couldn’t withstand even a single palm from Lin Yi!

“Lin Yi!”

Zhao Wenhao struggled to his feet, glaring at Lin Yi, grinding his teeth.

“You want to kill me, but you don’t have the ability,” Lin Yi said dismissively.

Hearing this, Zhao Wenhao’s anger flared even more. He leapt up, ready to attack Lin Yi again, but unexpectedly, Lin Yi’s figure suddenly appeared behind him, and with a slap, Lin Yi sent Zhao Wenhao flying once again.

“Pff!”