Can I Break All Five Swords of the Southriver Sword Sect

The skull conjured by the Heaven-Devouring Creation Art swiftly invaded Molly Su's body, riding the blazing blood straight to her heart.

The fiery figure wreathed in flames around her heart finally sensed the intrusion. Its eyes snapped open and it rose from Molly's heart.

A long tail stretched from the back of the fiery figure, burrowing into her heart. Facing it now, the gaping-mouthed skull—woven from countless spiritual qi ribbons—shot toward it like a bolt of lightning.

At the same moment, atop Evan Lin's Spirit Platform, the Platform Spirit Well was drained of every last drop of qi, which formed into even more white ribbons that poured into Molly Su's body.

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Outside the basement, Sam "Second Brother" Su had assembled a tight group to keep watch and ensure no one disturbed them.

After Evan Lin had casually sent the Lin family packing, word spread through the entire Jinnan circle, but Sam "Second Brother" Su felt nothing but pride and satisfaction.

Every so often, he glanced at the basement entrance, trying to catch any movement inside, but it was dead silent—making Sam "Second Brother" Su increasingly uneasy.

Three days slipped by in a flash.

"Three days, not a single sound. Could something have gone wrong?" Eldest Brother Su stood outside the basement, frowning as he looked over.

Now, Evan Lin's dantian was drained dry—even with the Grand Dao Foundation Art, it would take ages to recover even a fraction of his spiritual energy.

The Heaven-Devouring Creation Art had consumed far more of Evan Lin's strength than he'd anticipated.

Even the most basic Fire Spirit Physique is a heaven-given gift. For Evan Lin, forcibly activating the Heaven-Devouring Creation Art to extract it from Molly's body while only at the early Foundation stage was an exhausting feat.

If the Fire Spirit Physique didn't still have some use for him—and if he hadn't already promised the Su family—Evan Lin probably wouldn't have bothered with all this trouble.

Eldest Brother Su's face showed a hint of shock.

At the same time, someone rushed off to inform Victor Su.

Molly Su lay with her eyes closed, her clothes spotless, and her exposed skin was fair and radiant—much healthier than before.

But Molly's beautiful eyes remained shut, unmoving in Evan Lin's arms.

"She just needs a good rest. Once she wakes up, she'll be fine."

Evan Lin said calmly, then added, "For the next few days, let her eat light food. Nothing too rich."

"Her illness?" Eldest Brother Su stood in front of Evan Lin, looking at Molly.

"She's completely cured."

Hearing Evan Lin's words, Eldest Brother Su visibly relaxed. He nodded heavily to Evan Lin. "No words can express our gratitude!"

Victor Su arrived quickly after getting the news, ordering two girls to carry Molly from Evan Lin's arms back to her room for proper rest.

"From now on, she'll never suffer from that illness again. She can live like a normal person. I've fulfilled my promise to the Su family—now I'll take my leave."

Evan Lin nodded slightly to Victor Su, preparing to leave.

"Master Lin, please wait!"

Seeing Evan Lin about to leave, Victor Su hurried to stop him.

"Is there something else?"

Evan Lin frowned slightly.

The Heaven-Devouring Creation Art had drained far more of Evan Lin's strength than he'd expected.

Even the most ordinary Fire Spirit Physique is a gift from heaven. For Evan Lin, forcibly using the Heaven-Devouring Creation Art to extract it from Molly's body at early Foundation realm was already a massive effort.

Now Evan Lin's dantian was empty of qi. Even with the Grand Dao Foundation Art, it would take ages to recover just a little spiritual energy.

If the Fire Spirit Physique wasn't still useful to Evan Lin—and if he hadn't already promised the Su family—he probably wouldn't have bothered with all this trouble.

"Here's the situation. Ever since three days ago, when you helped the Su family at my birthday banquet, it's stirred up quite a storm..."

Victor Su saw Evan Lin's calm gaze settle on him.

Even Victor Su, usually so forceful in public, felt deeply anxious inside. He coughed and continued his explanation.

"For the past three days, what happened at my birthday has become the hottest gossip in Jinnan's upper circles."

"The name 'Master Lin' has swept through Jinnan like wildfire."

"Most people only know you as the Master Lin who crushed Nathan Lin from the Southriver Sword Sect at our banquet, or the one who helped Second Brother Su beat Sword Master Eric Cui at the appraisal fair. Very few realize you're also the legendary Master Lin from Seacrest Prefecture!"

"Because of this, the Southriver Sword Sect has made two moves. First, they've announced that the Master Lin who broke two Misty Rain Swords and defeated their prodigy Drake Yu at the Moore family is to be torn to pieces. Second, the sect—egged on by the Lin family—has sent a formal war post to the Su family!"

"The war post invites you, Master Lin, to visit the Southriver Sword Sect in person to explain why you publicly humiliated their new disciple Nathan Lin and crippled Sword Master Eric Cui. They demand an explanation for everything."

This whole thing felt like a brewing storm.

And by sending the war post to the Su family, the Southriver Sword Sect made their stance crystal clear.

Victor Su laid out everything that had happened over the past few days, leaving nothing out.

After finishing, he looked at Evan Lin, a bit hesitant.

Evan Lin listened, then nodded. "So?"

So?

Victor Su froze for a moment at Evan Lin's question. Beside him, Eldest Brother Su's face was complicated.

Only in these three days did Eldest Brother Su realize that this youth before him was the one who broke two Misty Rain Swords and battled Drake Yu from the Southriver Sword Sect!

Compared to Drake Yu, Nathan Lin was just a nobody. No wonder Eldest Brother Su hadn't taken him seriously before.

But what shocked Eldest Brother Su even more was this youth's attitude.

Two identities, both at odds with the Southriver Sword Sect! For anyone else, no matter how fearless, their heart would be shaken.

Yet this young man acted like it was all someone else's business.

"Ahem. Here's how I see it: this whole mess started because of the Su family. If you, Master Lin, don't want to get involved any further, then—even if it means risking our destruction—the Su family will shoulder the consequences for you!" Victor Su finally spoke, his face solemn.

As soon as Victor Su said this, Sam Su's face changed, and Eldest Brother Su managed to keep his composure, though his eyes grew a little bleak.

Before he joined the army, the Su family had no power to stand against the Southriver Sword Sect.

Victor Su's words made the Su family's position clear—they repay kindness and don't burn bridges.

Hearing this, Evan Lin nodded, finding Victor Su's stance agreeable. "Hand me the war post."

"I'll find time to pay the Southriver Sword Sect a visit."

"I'm curious—can I break all five of the Southriver Sword Sect's swords?"