Chapter 11: New Start

"Young Master, if the first branch and the Qin Family unite through marriage, their strength will undoubtedly increase significantly. This will solidify their position as the next heir of the Lin Family. The third branch will never allow the first branch to gain such power without a fight! They also want to become the next heir of the Lin Family," the quick-thinking little maid understood immediately.

"That's correct. Just wait and see. The third branch will not stay idle while the first branch reaps all the benefits. The elders of the third branch have always believed that I, as the young master, am useless and can be easily controlled. Even if they know I possess some secret, they will only investigate in secret, with the intention of monopolizing it. At least before the big wedding, they will ensure that I, the young master, won't be eliminated by the people of the first branch. They still need to rely on my strength to disrupt the marriage plan between the first branch and the Yu family!" Lin Yang's eyes flickered with various calculations.

"But won't the Family Head oppose you? It seems like the Family Head is on the side of the first branch!" the little maid said with concern.

"Don't worry, I know the Patriarch is determined to sacrifice me, Lin Yang, to support his favorite grandson, Lin Ming. However, I, Lin Yang, am not so easily dealt with. Now that my aptitude has changed and I can cultivate, a mere Lin Family will be nothing. With a wave of my hand, I could wipe them out!" Lin Yang exuded confidence with every move.

As he looked at the maid, a tinge of pity crossed his eyes. If it were the personal maids of the other branches, they would live comfortably, eat and drink well, and receive a generous monthly salary.

But Su Ling, the little maid, had sacrificed so much for him. She not only received no salary, but also worked tirelessly to support the supposed waste young master. As a result, she had lost her youthful appearance. Besides her tall figure, her skin was pale and her hair lacked vitality. It was almost impossible to tell that she was a young girl.

"Young Master, you mean you can cultivate now?" The little maid's eyes widened in shock and excitement. The words "can cultivate" completely captivated her attention.

"Of course! The young master has shed the title of 'waste' and finally gained the ability to cultivate. Just wait and see. On the third of March, with only one month left until the wedding of the seventh young master of the Lin Clan and the pearl of the Qin Clan, I will surely surprise them all!" Lin Yang's confidence emanated from his every movement.

With bright eyes, he looked at the excited little maid and said, "Su Ling, you have worked hard all these years. Even when the young master was in dire straits, you were the only one who didn't abandon him. I will always remember your loyalty. No matter how far I can go, I will never abandon you!"

"Young Master..." The little maid's eyes grew slightly teary as she was moved by his words. Her beautiful face blushed like red clouds. His words warmed her heart.

In the small and shabby courtyard, a dim oil lamp emitted a soft yellow light. The little maid carefully prepared dinner: a few dishes of wild vegetables and a bowl of porridge. While it wasn't extravagant, it exuded warmth.

After dinner, Lin Yang retreated to the courtyard. Countless secret techniques swirled in his mind.

Lin Yang had an abundance of secret techniques in his mind. However, there weren't many suitable for his current status as a mortal. Although the Nine Heavens Thunder Ascension Scripture was powerful, it could only be cultivated after reaching the Spirit Palace Realm.

The Lin Clan possessed a few suitable cultivation techniques, such as the Wild Wind Technique, the Wind Roar Closed Aperture Technique, and the Clear Spirit Pillar. These were decent Spirit Awakening cultivation techniques.

In the end, Lin Yang decided to cultivate the Lin Clan's Technique. Firstly, to conceal his identity, and secondly, because the Lin Clan's cultivation techniques were of decent quality for Spirit Awakening. While not top-tier, they were still capable of cultivation. If he could fix some flaws in these techniques, the results might even be better.

As a mortal, changing cultivation techniques carelessly posed no problem for Lin Yang, who had lived for thousands of years and studied countless secret techniques.

After countless years of evolution, numerous secret cultivation techniques had accumulated in his mind. At this point, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call this old devil a well-read genius.

How could a mere Spirit Awakening technique be difficult for him? If he had more time, he could even create his own Spirit Awakening technique.

In just one night, he refined the Clear Spirit Pillar from the three techniques. After his modifications, the cultivation speed of this technique was 1.5 times faster than the original.

If this speed were known, it would surely astonish many!

The next morning, Lin Yang began his first cultivation session. His eyes were calm like water, and his mind was steady. Standing tall on a wooden stake in the courtyard, his legs were like plum blossoms, and his arms were extended in a strange posture. His muscles and bones stretched, creating resistance like a gentle breeze against a river.

He had practiced this posture countless times in his mind, making the cultivation process natural and effortless. Gradually, a gentle force emanated from his legs. A tingling sensation coursed along his bones and flowed throughout his body.

This force felt unfamiliar at first, but as time passed, it seeped into his bones and organs from his muscles. Eventually, it merged with his divine intent, allowing him to have complete control over his body.

He continued to practice, channeling his power.

Unbeknownst to him, Lin Yang entered a mysterious realm. It felt as if he stood on a serene green plain. The cool breeze carried a hint of refreshing coolness. It seemed to flow into his bones, nourishing his muscles and bones, and polishing the colossal dragon within him. This dragon represented his muscles and bones.

With each passing breeze, his body became transparent, revealing the dragon that connected his bones. His muscles and bones moved rhythmically, dancing with the wind.

The feeling was strange yet familiar. The cool breeze felt like his bones, the heavens and earth felt like his body, and the mountains and valleys felt like his acupuncture points. He was like a baby returning to its mother's womb.

At this moment, he seemed to comprehend the true essence of the Clear Spirit Pillar. He cultivated the Spirit of Cool Breeze, where his muscles and bones became like the wind, trembling in sync with a mysterious rhythm. His blood and Qi circulated faster, expelling black impurities from his pores. The stench was nauseating.

Simultaneously, his previously pale face gradually gained a rosy color. While he still appeared thin and weak, there was now a trace of vigor and elegance, exuding a charming aura. Though his figure hadn't changed, a strange feeling permeated the air, as if he had transformed into a different person.

Power, that was the feeling of power. The power of his muscles and bones was fully unleashed!

He had reached the early stage of the Spirit Awakening realm.