Tianming looked over and saw a whirlwind headed his way.
âFengâer!â Dongshen Yue grabbed Tianmingâs hands. She teared up when she saw her grandsonâs hand and legs growing back, as that showed just how dangerous things had been for him.
âDonât cry, Grandma,â Tianming comforted her.
âNonsense, am I that kind of person?â Dongshen Yue quickly wiped her face and pushed down her feelings, trying to pretend nothing had happened. âYouâre an astral god now, thatâs great.â
âIf you survive a disaster, thereâll be blessings after.â Tianming smiled. He was already aware of the aftermath in the Infinitum Swordsea.
The whole of Ebonia was still in an uproar over the two major incidents. Tianming and the restâs names had shaken the region after theyâd defied the odds and won.
âSo even Lin Jie has a death sentence on him now? Great!â It was a pity he hadnât been caught yet. âWhereâs Grandpa?â
âHeâs outside. The clan re-elected him as the Lord of Discipline. Heâs now punishing the rebels.â
âLetâs go and see.â
âBe careful. Tianxi and the alien monster are still around,â Dongshen Yue warned.
âThey are?â Tianming angrily grit his teeth. He could never be comfortable as long as they were around. âHowever, the alien monster should still be hurt for now.â
Tianming, Dongshen Yue, Feiling, and the rest stood at the council hallâs entrance. Outside, Lin Xiao was surrounded by experts. He had become the most trusted person for the clanâs disciples! The Lin Clanâs responsibilities now fully weighed on him. Before him were the rebels, all kneeling.
Tianming was especially familiar with âLin Chongjingâ.
âThat Lin Chongjing was certain we were going to die at first. But when he heard that Chi Hun had died, he immediately found Lin Chongyao and tried to get him to intercede with the second patriarch,â Dongshen Yue disdainfully said.
âHowâs Grandpa going to handle him?â
âOn account of Ku and Lin Chongyao, heâs being given a chance to reform. Heâs already made a blood vow in front of the ancestors, so heâll be given a chance since his mistakes werenât large,â Dongshen Yue sighed. That person was Lin Hongchenâs father, and if he could change his ways after being lost, it was a good thing.
Tianming also saw two more familiar faces: Lin Xiaoyun, the third branch master, and Lin Wuyi, the seventh branch mistress! Lin Xiao was currently judging them.
âTheyâre the masterminds and they also killed many clansmen while helping Lin Jie open the council hall!â Tianming grit his teeth.
Lin Xiao passed his judgment. Both of them would be jailed for a thousand years and the third and seventh branches would undergo a council succession override, with their main bloodline being reselected. Once upon a time, Lin Wuyi had plotted a council succession override for the second branch, and now sheâd lost her branch mistress position, and even her line had lost its succession rights.
âThis is karma!â The council hall and the Lin Clan disciples roared with approval toward Lin Xiaoâs announcement.
Lin Xiaoyun and Lin Wuyi had no chance of a comeback. With them locked up and Lin Yun and Lin Ziqing dead, their families would likely lose the council succession override. Thus, they shot to their feet, shouting their unwillingness. However, they were quickly dragged away, shouting and cursing.
They happened to see the heavily guarded Tianming, whose body was currently sparkling with starlight and had undergone a clear transformation. His future seemed limitless.
As for those two, they would basically be cripples by the time they got out of jail. Funnily enough, Lin Jianjia was still stewing in that same jail.
Lin Xiaoyun and Lin Wuyi involuntarily remembered how they had tormented Tianming when heâd first come to the Myriadsword Mausoleum. How the tables had turned.
âRemember to think of me when youâre on vacation! A thousand years! When youâre out, youâll have new legends of me to hear.â Tianming grinned.
âYou!â The two were so furious they spat blood on the spot. But all they could do was curse at Tianming as they were dragged away.
Lin Chongjing had a higher status than them, but he wasnât the mastermind nor had he murdered his own.
As for the last four reformists, they were stripped of their statuses and would be on probation under the clanâs watchful gazes.
The Lin Clan finally settled down. However, many still stayed outside the council hall, silently waiting.
Lin Xiao received a transmission stone. After a moment of silence, a smile broke out on his face. âEveryone, Lin Changkong just reported his wellbeing to me. Lingxiao and him have left the Lifeless Chaoshole and are en route home!â
The final source of stress for those in the Infinitum Swordsea was finally gone.
âThatâs great!â
âGood things happen to good people, while bad people die or run away.â
âThe civil war was shameful, but I believe we can only go up from here!â
âYes. We have the number one on the minor reges mundi ranking, Lin Feng! And we also have the eighth rex mundi, Lin Xiaodao!â
âRight, where is the eighth rex mundi?â
Everyone looked expectantly at Lin Xiao, who rubbed his head and helplessly said, âHe said heâs shy and has stage fright. Just treat him as the mysterious expert sort and forget about him normally! When heâs needed, heâll step up to uphold justice for us.â
âAwesome!â
âTruly an expert thatâs above the mundane world.â
âThatâs exactly the kind of person meant to cultivate the sword. People like Lin Jie only know how to fight for authority, so how high could their sword dao go?â
âHeâs a hero of our Swordgod Lin Clan!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âFengâer!â Lin Xiao finally had time to come over and give Tianming a hug. His eyes were red.âWe were almost separated forever, but itâs all over now. We can look forward now and work on establishing our clan on this Ebonia.â
âOf course.â
Lin Xiao patted him on the shoulder. âLin Xiaodaoâs waiting for you at Brokensword Peak. Weâll bring you over.â
âWhat does he want?â Tianming was curious.
âHe wants to take you as his disciple.â
âDid I say I wanted a master?â Tianming chuckled.
âDonât spout nonsense. In this world, heâs the only person who can both be trusted and can protect you,â Lin Xiao said.
The ebonsâ threat hadnât vanished, but magnified instead. What came next would be a true battle.
âAlright. You lot wait for me for a while. Itâll be happy time soon,â Tianming said to Ying Huo and the rest. What they wanted was ordered manna; it was time to go and be Mr. Moneybags.