Three months passed quietly.
Aside from the month he spent at the Lin family home during winter break, he spent the rest of his time cultivating at the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.
During this time, Lin Yu slowed down his cultivation considerably, instead picking up his swordsmanship, which he hadn't practiced in his previous life for a long time, and combining it with some native sword techniques from the Douluo Continent to comprehend his own.
The reason for this was, as a grandmaster of traditional Chinese painting said, "Those who learn from me live, those who imitate me die.
" Whether in creation or cultivation, learning from others is acceptable, but deliberately trying to follow the path of someone who has already succeeded is tantamount to imitation leading to death.
Only by not being bound by one's own learning, but by innovating and establishing one's own path, can one find the true way.
"Most of my sword techniques from my past life combined speed and slowness, hardness and softness, which was the most suitable path for me. However, I still lacked some powerful and decisive killing techniques."
With the Frost Sword concealed, Lin Yu realized his own shortcomings: he lacked a single, devastating technique, similar to his trump card from his past life,
capable of breaking through all defenses with a single strike. However, Lin Yu wasn't in a hurry. Aside from the fact that such a technique couldn't be developed overnight, his most important task now was to improve his soul power.
After three months, he was only a level 24 Great Soul Master, one level higher than before.
Having picked up his previous inheritance, he should now focus on cultivating his soul power.
It's worth mentioning that the Wudang breathing method seemed quite effective in the Douluo Continent, at least in refining soul power, significantly increasing Lin Yu's cultivation speed.
Lin Yu also regretted refusing the sect leader's request to read all those treasured texts after his death, knowing he would transmigrate after death.
There's no going back in life, and even if he went back, he couldn't undo it. Besides, someone had already come to him.
"Hehe, little guy, your swordsmanship is quite good."
The newcomer was a thin, bamboo-like old man, none other than She Long, the Serpent Spear Douluo who had awakened his martial soul.
Lin Yu wasn't surprised by She Long's arrival.
Since Qian Renxue, who had transformed into Xue Qinghe, left, his conspiracies with her had mainly been communicated through She Long.
"Uncle She, you flatter me. Did the young master give any instructions?"
Nearly three years had passed since he awakened his martial soul. With Lin Yu's help, Qian Renxue had eliminated Xue Haicang without leaving a trace.
Even Dugu Bo, known as the Poison Douluo, hadn't noticed, and Xue Ye could only attribute Xue Haicang's death to a sudden demise.
It was from that time that She Long's gaze towards Lin Yu completely changed. He no longer wanted Lin Yu to address him as "Your Excellency," but instead wanted Lin Yu to call him "Uncle She," just like Qian Renxue had.
Of course, She Long wasn't afraid of anything, but he felt that Lin Yu's talent and shrewdness were both extraordinary, and given his relationship with Qian Renxue, he might one day achieve a title.
He, on the other hand, had been stuck at level ninety-one his entire life, with no hope of breaking through. His goodwill towards Lin Yu was merely to establish a positive connection.
She Long chuckled, "It's nothing. Young Master just said that a long time has passed, and Xue Luochuan is now bedridden. Perhaps..." He
placed his withered hand across his neck, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. Lin Yu naturally understood that his young master was about to send Xue Luochuan on her way.
"Yes, but as I said before, it's best not to use poison directly. Also, regarding Young Master, Uncle She, please tell him not to approach Xue Ye proactively, but rather let Xue Ye discover her existence."
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She Long had no doubts about Lin Yu's words. He had been in the Spirit Hall longer than Lin Zhan and was naturally more shrewd. He was just a messenger, responsible for relaying messages; he wouldn't say anything he shouldn't.
After She Long left, Lin Yu quickly washed up and prepared to go to school.
"I used to envy school when I was working, but now I hate it. Sigh, people..."
Lin Yu was still in the Heavenly Sovereign level, and his teacher was still the ordinary Fiery Wolf Qin Ming from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
The reason he hadn't received much attention later was probably because he was at most a genius, but not indispensable.
The classroom still had many empty seats, and still the eight Vajras, including Lin Yu.
A blond-haired boy who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old suddenly beckoned to Lin Yu, "Lin Yu, come here!"
Lin Yu was quite surprised and found a seat next to the blond-haired boy. "What's wrong, Pars? Why are you so excited? Didn't you go to the red-light district to relieve your pent-up desire?"
Pars, like Lin Yu, was also the son of a marquis in the Heaven Dou Empire.
However, unlike Lin Yu, who was an only child, the Pars family had been passed down for hundreds of years, and he was just one of his father's dozen or so sons.
His talent wasn't great, but he was quite diligent in cultivation. His only flaw was his love for those kinds of places.
Once, this guy dragged the "ignorant" Lin Yu along, and they almost got beaten to death by Qian Renxue, who had transformed into Xue Qinghe.
Just imagine, she only had such a handy little brother, and you dared to corrupt him.
However, some people, as a certain Illusion God said, are like rotten oranges—old habits die hard.
Lin Yu naturally wouldn't follow the path of depravity, but even rats have their ways, and sometimes, their information is even more readily available than that of the top experts.
After bringing Xue Qinghe out, Pars honestly confessed that a new classmate had joined their class, a bit older than Lin Yu, and very beautiful.
After hearing Pars's words, Lin Yu lost interest. Was he kidding? Could she possibly be more beautiful than his young master?
Just as Lin Yu was dismissively flipping through the "Bird Soul Beast Compendium" on the table,
Qin Ming, slightly slender, walked in with a girl around ten years old with dark green hair and delicate features.
"Everyone, we have a new classmate! Please welcome her!"
Pars and the other eight members of the group applauded enthusiastically. When Lin Yu saw the hair color, he remembered something.
The girl stood tall and graceful, but her personality was rather arrogant. "Hello everyone, I am Dugu Yan, my martial soul is the Azure Serpent, and I am an 18th-level control-type soul master."
Lin Yu's eyes rippled with emotion; his guess was correct—it really was this beautiful snake.
As the granddaughter of the titled Douluo Dugu Bo, Dugu Yan's talent wasn't particularly impressive; at least she couldn't break through to the titled Douluo level.
Now that she had appeared, some plans should be put on the agenda. Lin Yu planned to acquire that place before reaching the fourth ring, but Dugu Bo's existence was a considerable problem.
However, while Lin Yu was lost in thought, he didn't notice that the direction Dugu Yan was coming from seemed a little off!
(End of Chapter)