Evan Lin's simple words landed in Victor Su and the others' ears, leaving them stunned for a long moment.
Victor Su's expression was complicated. This was the answer he had most hoped for. If Evan Lin hadn't truly agreed to help, the entire Su family might have been doomed.
Victor Su took a letter from his pocket and handed it to Evan Lin: "This is the war post they sent."
The letter looked utterly plain. Evan Lin took it and glanced at it.
On the letter, written in brush and ink, were the words: "The Southriver Sword Sect wishes to challenge you. If you have time, our doors are open to welcome you—life or death, no limits."
Each stroke of the brush was fierce, like iron hooks and silver spears—a killing aura seemed to leap from the paper itself.
"I've received the war post. From now on, this matter has nothing to do with your Su family."
Evan Lin casually put the war post into his pocket.
After Evan finished speaking, Victor Su and the others let out a long sigh of relief, but soon noticed Eldest Brother Su hesitating as if he wanted to say something.
Just as Evan was about to leave, Sam Su finally couldn't hold back, hurried forward with a fawning smile: "Master, master, there's one more thing—could I trouble you with something else?"
Sam Su rubbed his hands together, shooting a look at Eldest Brother Su.
At that very moment, the Left-Hand Dragon, whose eyes had always been tightly shut, slowly opened its eyes!
What Evan saw was a pair of eyes cold as ice, filled with ancient majesty. The dragon stared at the Fire Spirit Physique, and under that gaze, the fire spirit crumpled to its knees, shivering in terror!
As Evan stood frozen in shock, the Left-Hand Dragon suddenly snapped its jaws wide and devoured both the Fire Spirit Physique and the Heaven-Devouring Creation Art's skull construct in one bite!
Eldest Brother Su finally relaxed when Evan Lin forgave him, then immediately continued: "Here's the thing, my Knife-Edge Company has been suppressed for a long time by Colonel Sean Chen's Flying Eagle Company. Last time, the one you defeated—Ray 'Thunderhawk' Lei—he's only ranked second in Flying Eagle. The strongest is actually their 'Black Eagle.'"
"In half a month, my company will have another contest against Flying Eagle. When the time comes, I'd like to ask you to give my soldiers some pointers..."
At this point, Eldest Brother Su's voice was tinged with anxiety.
Ever since he'd seen Evan Lin's abilities, this idea had been on his mind.
If his men could get guidance from this young master, their individual combat skills might improve dramatically.
After hearing Evan Lin's reply, Eldest Brother Su saw him frown and immediately grew nervous, worried Evan might be displeased. He quickly added: "It's not just for me. More importantly, if my men ever go to war, a little more strength means a better chance of surviving!"
"And I can assure you, you won't be helping for nothing. After this, I can recommend you to our military district commander!"
Eldest Brother Su spoke in a deep, steady voice.
Recommend him to the military district commander.
Anyone who heard these words would understand their weight.
Evan Lin thought for a moment. He wasn't interested in meeting any military commander, but after a brief consideration, he agreed: "Forget about meeting your commander. I can train your men, but only five people, for one week. Pick your candidates and come find me."
After speaking, Evan Lin left.
Sam Su hurried over and personally drove Evan Lin away.
On the way, Evan Lin rested with his eyes closed, and Sam Su didn't dare say much.
He just felt that compared to three days ago, Evan Lin looked almost the same, but somehow seemed a bit different.
The car stopped outside the apartment complex gate.
Evan Lin got out of the car, returned to the apartment complex, and went home.
Stella Huang and Irene Xu were both out.
Evan Lin went to his room, closed the door, let out a gentle breath, and opened his left hand.
A moment later, a tiny fire spirit appeared in Evan Lin's palm, bound tightly by white ribbons in a small space. Atop its head sat the small skull formed by the Heaven-Devouring Creation Art.
With my current physical condition, it's still too dangerous to fuse with this Fire Spirit Physique. What a pity.
Evan Lin muttered to himself.
Previously, he'd obtained a Water Spirit. After refining it, he gained the ability to manipulate water.
But unlike the Water Spirit, this kind of innate spirit can't be refined directly; it must be completely absorbed.
It had already taken great effort to pull the Fire Spirit out of Molly Su. With his current physique, forcibly absorbing and fusing with it—even if successful—would likely leave him seriously injured.
I still need to find a way to raise my strength.
Just as Evan Lin was about to stow away the Fire Spirit Physique in his left palm, a sudden wave of scorching heat shot up his arm.
Evan Lin's expression changed. Sensing something wrong, he immediately looked inward—only to see the Left-Hand Dragon's massive body shudder slightly.
At that moment, the dragon's eyes were still closed, but its nostrils suddenly exhaled a torrent of blazing dragon breath. The heat surged down Evan's arm, shot out from his palm, and transformed into a tiny, burning net. The net lunged straight for the Fire Spirit Physique trapped within Evan's grasp.
The Fire Spirit, bound by the Heaven-Devouring Creation Art, sensed the danger in an instant and struggled desperately.
But in a flash, the net snatched it up and dragged it into Evan's arm, right to the maw of the Left-Hand Dragon!
"What's... what's it trying to do?"
Evan Lin's heart skipped a beat, a heavy, wordless pressure suddenly flooding his chest.
Up to now, the Left-Hand Dragon's greatest use had been to grant Evan's left hand far more strength than normal, and occasionally help him refine spiritual qi to speed up his cultivation.
But now, the Left-Hand Dragon's body trembled even more, its scales flickering with cold, metallic light—like the chill of forged steel!
The next instant, Evan felt an ancient aura—like something straight out of primordial chaos—explode forth, pressing down with such force that even his blood seemed to boil!
Evan Lin looked closer: in his left palm, the net had caught the Fire Spirit and hauled it right up to the dragon's mouth.
The Left-Hand Dragon, whose eyes had always been tightly shut, slowly opened its eyes!
What Evan saw was a pair of eyes cold as ice, filled with ancient majesty. The dragon stared at the Fire Spirit Physique, and under that gaze, the fire spirit crumpled to its knees, shivering in terror!
As Evan Lin stood frozen in shock, the Left-Hand Dragon suddenly snapped its jaws wide and devoured both the Fire Spirit Physique and the Heaven-Devouring Creation Art's skull construct in one bite!