Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire
âProtector?â Feng Lin was puzzled. What did this mean?
âThatâs right. As long as you become my protector, you can come with me back to my Interstellar Ancestral Clan!â Feng Shaoyou smiled and nodded, with an expression like Feng Lin had just stumbled upon the greatest fortune of his life.
âBeing your protector, what responsibilities do I have? What missions would I need to do?â Feng Lin didnât lose his calm. He had an indifferent look on his face as he asked.
There wouldnât be free lunch in the world.
This Feng Shaoyou wouldnât be so nice to him without a reason. There should be something beneficial to him which Feng Lin didnât know about.
In any case, the title âProtectorâ seemed to mean him becoming a subordinate of others.
Feng Lin had to know the reason clearly or he might be sold off by this Feng Shaoyou without even knowing.
Feng Shaoyou upon seeing that Feng Lin didnât lose his reasoning when he heard of this good news felt even more admiration for Feng Lin in his heart. âThe word âprotectorâ is a term from ancient cultivation records. The responsibilities are very simple. The interstellar space is simply too dangerous, not only are there many terrifying alien races, but there are also many conflicts between humans. Things are not calm at all. If a cultivator wishes to grow stronger, their future would be filled with extreme danger and they might even die at any time. Hence, for those cultivators with boundless futures, they would always search for protectors of their own. These protectors need to have combat prowess that far surpassed the peers of their generation. After the cultivator matures, he or she would then pull their protectors along, giving them benefits to raise their cultivation. This is a mutually beneficial relationship!â
After he spoke until here, Feng Shaoyou smiled at Feng Lin. It was like he could already see the joy on Feng Linâs face as Feng Lin impatiently agreed.
Protector? Isnât that just a glorified term for someoneâs hired thug?
A cold smile appeared on Feng Linâs lips. Was there anything good about being someoneâs protector?
âWhile the universe keeps rolling on an orbit, a superior man makes a continuous endeavor to advance. Sorry, if I wish to explore the universe, I will depend on my own abilities to enter the interstellar university. I will definitely not become subordinate to someone.â Feng Lin decisively rejected.
âYou actually reject my offer?â The smile on Feng Shaoyouâs face completely vanished; his face became as cold as ice.
However, Feng Lin didnât give a damn. His expression was as calm as ever as he stared at Feng Shaoyou.
âDo you know what sort of opportunity you are missing out?â After being deadlocked for a few moments, Feng Shaoyou icily spoke. His eyes had a resentful expression as though Feng Lin was too dumb for words.
Opportunity?
The smile on Feng Linâs lips widened.
There are only opportunities where one had to strive constantly to achieve. For opportunities bestowed by others, he disdained to grab them.
âThe solar system is one of the star regions with the lowest cultivation standards. It cannot even be compared to the Bermuda Star Region, Carribean Star Region, Mediterranean Star Region...that are infested by interstellar pirates! The reason is simply because the spirit substances have all been exhausted since ancient times, and it has to depend on supply from other places for cultivation resources. In this place, the highest you can progress would be the elite cultivator realm. Thatâs the absolute limit; itâs possible to climb any higher. For a mountain where there are no tigers, even monkeys can become the king. If you wish for a brighter future, you can only head into the interstellar space. As a member of a Feng Clan, returning to the Ancestral Clan should be your greatest hope. Iâm also the only one who can help you...â Feng Shaoyouâs voice was extremely glacial as he harshly spoke.
Upon seeing that he was about to continue, Feng Lin shook his head and interjected, âThereâs no need for you to worry about my future. Whatâs deserved to be mine will be mine; there cannot be a single thing lacking. As for the things others can âgiveâ me, I rather not touch them at all. I will depend on my own effort and strength to enter the interstellar space!â Feng Lin stated.
If he couldnât depend on himself even after becoming an interstellar cultivator, what was the point in cultivation?
On his path leading to this point, Feng Lin had always depended on himself. When had he depended on others before?
He hadnât done this in the past, he didnât do this now, and he definitely wouldnât do this in the future!
The true logic of cultivators meant that one had to unceasingly break through the limits of their life shackles to evolve into a higher lifeform, gaining the power to control their fates.
Once he depended on others, he would lose his own initiative and freedom, becoming a mere subordinate. What was the point in cultivating then?
In the legends, to break free from the control of the heavenly courts, the Great Sage Equal to Heavens, Sun Wukong, wreaked great havoc and turned the entire heavens upside down.
The path Feng Lin was walking on was Sun Wukongâs path. He had even experienced the Great Sage Will and there was no doubt that he would never agree to Feng Shaoyou. If not, wouldnât he have thrown face for the Sun Wukongâs mythological path?
âIn that case, you are unwilling to be my protector, right?â Feng Shaoyouâs gaze was as sharp as swords. A dangerous aura began to radiate from his body.
Upon seeing the malicious look on Feng Shaoyouâs face, as well as the fact that he kept hinting that he would miss a huge opportunity if he didnât become his protector, Feng Lin couldnât help but laugh out loud. He felt that his choice was the correct one.
Leaving aside the fact that Feng Lin would never become someoneâs subordinates, even if he was willing to, given how narrow-minded this Feng Shaoyou was, Feng Lin would never choose him as his master.
âThatâs right. As a cultivator, I naturally have to depend on my own strength. How can I depend on others? Thereâs no need to mention anything more about being your protector. I wonât agree to it.â To stop Feng Shaoyou from talking more on this subject, Feng Lin directly severed all possibilities.
RUMBLE!
Feng Shaoyouâs eyes flared with anger, no longer suppressing himself.
A terrifying pressure gushed forth. It felt as corporeal as a gigantic mountain that wanted to crush this disobedient Feng Lin completely.
If soft tactics couldnât work. Letâs try hard tactics then.
Feng Lin kept laughing in his heart. He wasnât afraid and was still looking at Feng Shaoyou directly.
He had to admit that the latterâs vitality force was extremely strong. He was the strongest out of all people Feng Lin had ever met and might be equivalent to the titan created by the Giant Pharmaceutical Company.
Feng Lin was convinced by his judgment. This Feng Shaoyou must be an elite cultivator.
As expected of a descendant from the ancestral clan. Any casual person there would be an expert.
But if Feng Shaoyou felt that he could force him to submit just from his aura alone, he was sorely mistaken.
Feng Lin had experienced the wars on Mars and the slaughters in the Giant Pharmaceutical Company... What had he not seen before?
He had even fought with a titan before. Although it might only be an artificial god created by genetic engineering and its combat prowess couldnât be considered peak-tier among elite cultivators, the titan gene was a perfect primeval gene. It absolutely couldnât be considered weak.
Yet even so, Feng Lin depended on himself and had bitterly struggled through the doors of death, eventually managing to defeat the titan.
This Feng Shaoyou might be a level stronger than him, but Feng Lin wasnât afraid.
Who was the stronger and who was the weaker? One would only know the answer after they had fought.
What did he have to fear?
Waves of pressure akin to violent gales gushed forth, yet Feng Lin felt as though a cool breeze was brushing across his face. A faint smile appeared as he calmly held his ground.
âEh?â Feng Shaoyou was startled. This Feng Lin was just an interstellar cultivator, yet he could withstand his aura so easily in such a relaxed manner? This must mean that Feng Linâs cultivation base should be infinitesimally near the elite cultivation realm.
Being able to reach this standard in the chaotic star region was truly excellent. His talent was boundless.
The more he thought about it, the more he wanted Feng Lin to become his protector. He tried to recruit him again.
âDo you know how high the status of our Feng Ancestral Clan in the interstellar space is? We are truly the progeny of the Three Sovereigns and have inherited the Fuxi Gene. We are also an interstellar prestigious clan thatâs publicly recognized by everyone, possessing astronomical amounts of cultivation resources!
âThe Huaxia Star Republic occupies the entire Eastern Milky Way Galaxy and possesses endless territories that are unimaginably vast. Our Feng Clan is considered a supreme aristocrat clan. We will receive and enjoy special privileges wherever we go. For some, being able to return to the ancestral clan means that they have cultivated good karma for three lifetimes! Originally, there should have been no chances for you people, who are members of the branch clan, to ever go back to the Feng Ancestral Clan. Donât be so foolish as to reject my offer.â
Upon seeing how lofty Feng Shaoyou appeared to be, Feng Lin coldly laughed once again in his heart.
One had to become his subordinate before they could return to the ancestral clan?
In that case, so what even if he missed this opportunity?
Feng Lin had gone through so much effort to break the restriction of his clan on him. How could he be silly enough to jump into another pit of fire?
If he did so, wouldnât all his earlier efforts become nothing but a great joke?
An interstellar prestigious clan, a great aristocratic clan?
âThereâs no need. I will never return to the ancestral clan. Because...ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI will establish an interstellar prestigious clan myself!â