Chapter 016: The Waste of Rebirth and Bone Transformation

  "Hmph" Wenwen let out a laugh, previously she knew Lin Yang but they weren't close, didn't think he was so interesting. Although she couldn't say she had feelings for Lin Yang, she was still full of curiosity about him. "Hey, gossip is a girl's nature. Tell me, why have you been hiding your true self? Also, how far are you from becoming a first-rate warrior now?"

  She followed Lin and asked questions in rapid succession.

  She is naturally gentle and introverted, rarely so cheerful and lively. When interacting with the opposite sex, only Lin Hang himself was even more depressed, so in front of Lin Hang, she couldn't help but become lively.

  "This is my secret." Lin Hong replied categorically.

  Wan Wan had expected Lin Huan to keep his mouth shut, so she wasn't disappointed. Instead, she smiled lightly and said: "If you don't want to say it, then you won't say it. However, last time we fought and stopped at the first touch, today I'd like to be defeated by your expertise again. Hmm, should be another round of sparring. How about it, can you grant me another lesson?"

  After Lin Heng made up his mind, he no longer showed off his skills and naturally couldn't say: "Sorry, I'm not feeling well and I'm not suitable for intense exercise. You'd better ask someone else. And last time I knocked you down, it was just a lucky coincidence that I took advantage of your unpreparedness. In terms of real ability, I am far inferior to you."

  "The way of martial arts emphasizes mutual exchange and mutual sharpening. You're so selfish, studying alone, it's hard to make progress. If you're afraid of others finding out, we can go to the small forest outside the village, that way no one will know you possess exceptional skills."

  Previously, she had only exchanged blows with Lin Huan, and it was unclear how deep his skills went. Seeing Lin Huan seal his mouth three times, she became increasingly curious. Based on her intuition as a martial artist, Lin Huan's actual strength was probably eight or nine out of ten compared to hers, but exactly how much higher was still a mystery.

  Lin Heng shook his head: "You'd better find someone else, I don't even know the basic martial skills, I'm not worthy of fighting with you, and I won't be able to improve you either."

  Wan Wan naturally thought he was being modest, a person who could easily shatter the extremely difficult "Eight Snake Stone" wouldn't even know basic martial skills, who would believe that?

  "In the past, I've also helped you a lot, how can you not give me any face? This is my first time opening my mouth to invite someone to spar, and you reject me like this, isn't it too heartless and unjust?" She decided to wield her moral big stick, determined to entangle Lin Heng no matter what.

  Lin Heng was slightly embarrassed, but still said: "Sorry, you'd better ask someone else. There are many people in the Seven Mile Gorge who are more skilled than me. Besides, there are rumors about us outside, and it's not suitable for us to stay together anymore. If there's nothing else, please leave."

  “Y...y...” Wanwan, who was usually well-liked by people, felt unprecedentedly embarrassed and humiliated. Tears welled up in her eyes. Originally, she had listened to her father's words and been influenced by the intense rumors, so she had some unusual doubts about Lin Lang in her heart. That's why she came with the intention of communicating with Lin Lang and observing whether he was a suitable match. She didn't expect to be rejected so bluntly.

  Throughout the whole process, she had tried her best to be gentle and accommodating, yet ended up being treated like this. What's the difference between this and a direct insult?

  As a girl, no matter how good-tempered she is, she can't stand it either.

  She covered her face, stamped her foot, swung her sleeves and turned away.

  Lin Qingrong was braiding her daughter's small pigtails while discussing family matters with her husband Zhou Ze.

  Her belly was gradually bulging, and counting on her fingers, she should be giving birth in about three months. Since she became pregnant, she had been living at her parents' house, and every time her husband came back, she would return home for a while. Because they rarely saw each other, the couple always had a lot to talk about whenever he came back.

  Ying'er hummed a nursery rhyme in her childish voice under her mother's dressing table.

  "In the past few days, my younger brother's body has recovered a lot. He no longer remains silent and expressionless, but is willing to talk with family members. If this continues, he should be able to return to his normal state in less than half a month."

  Zhou Ze sat on the pit, flipping through an old thread-bound book, saying: "Lin Heng is really going through a lot of hardships. This time he passed safely and soundly, I hope he will be lucky from now on and everything will go smoothly."

  "Sister! Brother-in-law!" The shadow outside the door darkened, but it was Lin Tang.

  Lin Qingrong was overjoyed: "Younger brother, how did you come?"

  It's not far from here to her mother's house, but this is still Lin Hengqing's first time coming here.

  "Little uncle!" Ying'er was the first to run with her little legs, happily welcoming him: "Wow, it smells so good. Little uncle, I want to eat sweet potatoes."

  She smelled the fragrant and full roasted sweet potato in Lin's hand, and her eyes widened suddenly.

  Lin Hang handed her the twisted rope: "Little glutton, take the rope, it's just been roasted and will burn your hands."

  Ying'er's small hands grasped the thick rope tightly, her eyebrows dancing with excitement. There were four roasted sweet potatoes, each one extremely large. They had all been roasted by Lin Heng early that morning when he was bored, and they were heavy and dense. Ying'er bit her lip, using all her strength to barely lift them up.

  She struggled to hold it up, sniffing the hot and fragrant aroma with her little nose, and sweetly said: "Thank you, Little Brother-in-law. It smells so good, you're really great, can you come often in the future?"

  Lin Hang smiled and stroked her little head: "Little greedy ghost. In the future, if you want to eat, just ask Xiao Shu to roast it for you. But listen to your elders' words, don't argue with your mother."

  Ying'er was already attracted by the fragrant roasted sweet potato, drooling and hastily putting the roasted sweet potato on the ground. She only focused on clumsily untying the coarse rope, occasionally being scalded and touching her ears with her small hands, and didn't hear him speak.

  Lin Qingrong was naturally greatly surprised by her brother's change, but soon felt extremely relieved. If in the past, only family members treated him like a child and pampered him, he would not have had such delicate thoughts, knowing how to bring things to coax Ying'er. This time, after narrowly escaping death, this younger brother finally grew up and began to try to take on family responsibilities.

  Lin Hang, it's been a while since we last met, and your tone has improved significantly. Zhou Ze was also surprised by his younger brother-in-law's behavior, but seeing him change like this made him happy as well.

  Lin Qingrong brought him a chair and the three of them started chatting about family matters.

  As he spoke, Zhou Ze also wanted to probe his psychological tolerance and turned back to "Wu Zhe Yin Zheng", saying: "Lin Yang, do you still have the last chance to consider? Is it this time at the Dragon Festival or wait until next year on January 1st for the final attempt?"

  "The Dragon Festival!" Lin Heng replied resolutely, now he had absolute confidence in passing the Warrior's Certification, so he didn't want to delay any longer.

  "But there's still over a month before the Dragon Festival, and your body hasn't fully recovered yet, so time is probably quite pressing?"

  "My body is no longer a problem, and my father has let me practice so many Xinxing Heart Methods, gaining a lot of understanding about the knowledge of martial artists. Especially in these days, I have gained a lot of enlightenment, and I am absolutely confident that I can pass the verification."

  "I think there's no need to rush for now..." Lin Qingrong was afraid that her younger brother would be too impulsive and lose his last chance.

  Lin Heng knew her concerns and said, "Sister, rest assured, this time is different from the past. I have absolute confidence. The previous five failures, others were pointing fingers behind their backs. In Qi Li Gou, even if we drag on for a while, it's like a turtle shrinking its head, being ridiculed by others. So if we wait in vain, it's better to make a loud and fierce effort once!"

  His eyes revealed an unprecedented firmness, and he raised his voice: "I, Lin Heng, want to prove to everyone that I am not a waste. The so-called martial artist's proof is just a pile of shit in my eyes!"