I established the Eternal Immortal Clan by taming beasts.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Rapid impacts echoed one after another in the Lin family's martial arts arena, as dense as a barrage of firecrackers, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

It was the dull thud of a fist hitting flesh, not the crisp sound of magical artifacts colliding, but a pure, primal clash of power, each sound making one's teeth ache.

On the field, the two teenagers fought with gusto, their excitement growing with each blow.

Their figures intersected, separated, and intersected again in the sunlight, moving so fast that they could only be seen as two blurry streaks of light.

Lin Che, on a whim, decided to take a tour of the clan's territory today, and naturally saw the two boys in the martial arts arena who were getting crazier and crazier as they fought.

He walked with his hands behind his back on the bluestone path by the lake, his gaze occasionally sweeping towards the direction of the martial arts arena, a faint smile playing on his lips.

These two children are the pride of the Lin family in this generation.

The two figures on the field were one fiery red and the other as white as lightning.

The one glowing red all over is Lin Xinyao.

He possesses a superior fire spirit root and a precious body—the Furnace Battle Body.

He was born to Lin Xuanqi and his concubine. He just turned twelve this year, and he is the tallest among the children.

That body, however, seemed to be cast from refined steel, every muscle firm and smooth, gleaming with a bronze luster in the sunlight.

At this moment, he was shirtless, with his arms slightly bent and fists clenched, striking a steady starting stance.

He had fully activated his Furnace Battle Body, and a faint crimson light was flowing beneath his skin, like lava surging underground.

That wasn't ordinary spiritual power, but "Molten Power," a highly compressed and explosive fire-attribute energy.

Energy circulates automatically within his body, constantly tempering his bones, muscles, and internal organs, making his physical strength far surpass that of cultivators of the same level.

His opponent, Lin Xinqing, had a completely different style.

The one covered in lightning patterns is Lin Xinqing.

Lin Xuanfeng's son with his legal wife is also twelve years old this year, but he is a bit thinner than Lin Xinyao.

He was wearing a close-fitting black outfit, the fabric of which was thin, but beneath the fabric, faint silver-white arcs of electricity danced on the surface of his skin, emitting a soft "crackling" sound.

He stood there like a fully drawn bow, the string taut, ready to be released at any moment.

Lin Xinqing possesses a mutated spiritual root—a superior-grade lightning spiritual root!

He also possesses a precious body, the Thunder Battle Body.

The energy flowing through the meridians is not ordinary spiritual power, but "thunder element," a highly active and extremely difficult-to-control thunder-attribute energy.

Lei Yuan surged automatically within his body, constantly stimulating his nerves and muscles, making his reaction speed and explosive power far surpass those of others of the same level.

He was like a lightning bolt on the battlefield, moving at high speed and killing with a single blow; he was born to be an assassin.

Lin Xinyao took the lead.

He stomped his feet hard, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the bluestone slab beneath his feet. He shot straight toward Lin Xinqing like a cannonball.

He wasn't fast, but every step he took shook the earth, carrying an overwhelming and domineering aura.

His right fist was clenched tightly, and a layer of crimson light condensed on the surface of his fist. The light was as intense as flames, scorching the air and causing it to distort slightly.

"Well done!" Lin Xinqing grinned and suddenly shifted his body to the side.

His way of moving is completely different from Lin Xinyao's.

It wasn't a straight sprint, but rather a near-ghostly maneuver within a small space.

Lei Yuan exploded within his body, and in that instant, his figure seemed to split into three afterimages, which swept to the left, right, and forward respectively, making it impossible for anyone to determine which one was the real body.

The real Lin Xinyao had already circled around to Lin Xinyao's back from the side, his five fingers joined together, forming a hand chop, and slashing towards the back of Lin Xinyao's neck!

Lin Xinyao seemed to have anticipated this.

He didn't turn around, nor did he stop his forward momentum; he simply slumped his body and lowered his center of gravity abruptly.

The chop to the neck grazed his hair, the force of the blow sending his hair flying wildly.

Immediately, he used his left leg as a pivot, his body suddenly spun around, and his right fist, using the centrifugal force of the 180-degree turn, slammed towards Lin Xinqing's waist!

The fist whistled through the air, carrying a scorching wave of air, like a small fire meteor streaking through the sky.

Lin Xinqing's pupils contracted slightly.

He couldn't completely dodge it. He barely managed to block with his arms crossed, and lightning energy condensed into a silvery-white shield on his forearms, crackling with electric arcs.

"Bang!"

The fist slammed into the forearm with a dull thud.

The collision between the lightning energy and the molten fire power produced a deafening roar, and a visible shockwave exploded between the two, scattering rubble and raising a cloud of dust.

Lin Xinqing was knocked back several steps by the punch, his steps faltering and his arm slightly numb, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was even stronger than before, and the corners of his mouth were even wider.

"Again!"

Lin Xinyao gave him no chance to catch his breath, and immediately pounced on him, his fists raining down like a storm, one punch after another, each one carrying immense force.

Lin Xinqing, on the other hand, was like a slippery eel, weaving and dodging through the shadows of fists, occasionally seizing an opening to counterattack with a hand chop or a knee strike.

The two fought back and forth, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

The power of molten fire and the energy of lightning erupted alternately, turning the entire training ground red and white. The bluestone slabs underfoot were crushed into countless pieces, and the rubble rolled and was crushed into powder.

……

Lin Che did not disturb their practice. He turned his gaze away from the training ground and continued walking along the lakeside path.

The willow branches drooped low, almost touching the water's surface, swaying gently in the breeze, brushing against his shoulders, carrying a faint scent of water and grass.

On the lake, several birds swam leisurely, leaving long trails of water behind them before disappearing into the reeds.

His steps moved slowly and deliberately along the bluestone path by the lake, but his gaze was fixed on the distance.

Soon, he saw Lin Xinyao standing on the lake, and the huge alligator snapping turtle beneath her.

Lin Xinyao stood on the broad carapace of the alligator snapping turtle, resting her chin on her hand, gazing into the distance.

The morning light shone on her, casting a soft golden hue over her pale blue dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the lake breeze.

Her long hair was also blown by the wind, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks, setting off her serene face; it should have been a very beautiful scene.

But there was a hint of inexplicable loneliness in her eyes.

She wasn't in a good mood today.

In the morning, she wanted to go out and play with her younger sister, but was refused.

She refused, that's nothing, but the problem lies in her "shrewdness".

She could sense the subtle, barely perceptible jealousy in her sister's emotions.

It's one thing if it's someone else, but that's her own sister!

From childhood to adulthood, she was loved by her elders and siblings.

She is beautiful, gentle, speaks sweetly, and her smile is like a spring breeze; no one dislikes her.

But ever since the spiritual root test, everything has slowly changed.

Her younger siblings felt a vague sense of envy and jealousy towards her; it wasn't intense, but it was definitely there.

It's not that anyone has changed, but that her talent is so exceptional that it puts an invisible pressure on those around her.

Having good spiritual roots and cultivating quickly isn't her fault, is it?

Lin Xinyao sighed inwardly.

The alligator snapping turtle seemed to sense her emotions, slowly turned its head, glanced at her with its cloudy old eyes, and let out a low gurgling sound, as if to comfort her.

"Human hearts are so complicated," she murmured to herself, her voice so low that only she and the alligator snapping turtle beneath her could hear it.

Gradually, she found herself enjoying being with the spirit beasts more and more.

Compared to their people, the spirit beasts are much simpler in their thoughts.

If you treat it well, it will trust you.

There was no scheming, no comparison, and no complicated emotions that were hard to explain.

Once she feeds them, they become exceptionally affectionate, remembering her kindness sincerely, and will even come over to rub against her palm the next time they meet.

Nowadays, she is increasingly reluctant to interact with her people and often spends all day with the spirit beasts.

Sometimes I sit on the back of an alligator snapping turtle and read a book, sometimes I feed the cubs in the animal park, and sometimes I just sit quietly by the lake, staring blankly at the fish swimming in the water.

"Sister Yao, stop thinking! Come on down and let's go swimming!"

In the water, Lin Xinyou poked her head out, her hair wet and clinging to her forehead, water droplets rolling down her cheeks, her bright eyes filled with excitement.

His arms thrashed about on the water's surface, splashing water everywhere, as he frantically waved at Lin Xinyao.

Behind him, a tilapia was chasing and biting his heels, but he wasn't afraid. Instead, he was having a great time, and every now and then he would turn around and make a face at the fish.

Lin Xinyao's lips twitched.

Of course, this idiot is an exception.

"Go swim by yourself." She withdrew her hand from her chin, smoothed her wind-blown hair, and said casually, "I like sunbathing here."

"Oh, okay!" Lin Xinyou didn't insist. After saying that, she plunged down again.

A ripple appeared on the water's surface, then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A moment later, a dozen feet away, he poked his head out again and made a face at her. The face was extremely exaggerated, with all his features squeezed together, before disappearing underwater again, leaving only a string of bubbles bubbling up.

Lin Che, who was in the distance, also saw this scene.

He stopped and stood under a clump of willow trees, gazing at the lone figure on the lake.

Lin Che had anticipated Lin Xinyao's predicament.

This was an inevitable outcome.

With the same amount of cultivation time and the same cultivation resources, Lin Xinyao's cultivation level far surpassed that of her brothers and sisters.

Her one day of practice is equivalent to three days of practice for others;

While others are still struggling in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, she has already reached the threshold of the late stage.

How could they possibly feel at peace with that?

It's not that they didn't work hard enough; it's that Lin Xinyao's talent is so exceptional that all their efforts seem in vain.

This is human nature.

The strong are always lonely, admired and envied.

They were expected of, yet also alienated.

If you can't feel it, then so be it.

But Lin Xinyao has a "delicate mind," and her perception of emotions is ten or even a hundred times more acute than that of ordinary people.

She could clearly "see" the envy hidden behind smiles and the jealousy hidden behind words.

How can you not overthink when you're dealing with those emotions every day?

Lin Che shook his head.

Ultimately, she has to figure these things out herself; no one else can help her.

I just hope Xinyao can figure this out soon.

His gaze continued downwards, landing on Lin Xinyou, who was racing against the ironhead fish in the water.

The boy's figure in the water looked like a fish come to life.

He doesn't need to breathe or kick; with just a slight twist of his body, he can slide several meters away.

The water flow parted automatically around him, as if making way for him; there was no resistance, no dragging, only an extremely smooth and fluid flow.

His movements were completely silent, producing no splashes, and even the ripples on the water's surface were extremely faint.

In fact, it is true.

The prodigies of this generation in the Lin family truly possess special physical qualities.

Lin Xinyou possesses a superior water spirit root and a spirit body known as the "Swimming Fish Body".

Although it is only of spiritual quality, it is very special.

He can breathe freely underwater, ignoring water pressure, and feels no discomfort even when diving to the bottom of a lake dozens of meters deep;

His vision was not affected by the turbidity; the mud, sand, aquatic plants, and fish in the water were as clear to him as if they were on land.

It moves three times faster in water without making a splash or sound, truly achieving "coming and going without a trace".

Moreover, his physical flexibility is extraordinary; his joints can rotate beyond normal, allowing him to perform incredible dodging maneuvers.

From a young age, this child loved to soak in the water.

At first, his mother was worried about him every day, afraid that he would drown or catch a cold. She would stay by the lake for several hours every day, shouting for him to come home.

But after the awakening ceremony three years ago, the Lin family members finally understood why this kid was born with a fondness for water.

From then on, he stopped paying attention to him. He could swim however he wanted in this vast Shattered Star Lake, and no one would stop him even if he swam to the ends of the earth.

Lin Che looked at it for a moment, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He didn't stop, he kept walking forward.

In the herb garden, several children of the Xin generation were squatting by the spirit field, listening intently as a guest elder explained the key points of planting spirit herbs.

Some were taking careful notes in their notebooks, some were bending down to observe the veins on the leaves of the medicinal herbs, and some were already eagerly picking up small shovels to try turning the soil.

In the spirit beast garden, several teenagers are feeding the cubs.

Inside the alchemy hall, several children were gathered around a furnace, their eyes fixed intently on the fire.

The flames in the furnace flickered, casting their faces a mixture of red and blue light.

In the canteen, three children were busy at the stove.

On the cutting board were chopped spiritual vegetables and a bowl of marinated spiritual beast meat, and the oil in the pot was already hot and sizzling.

The young man in charge of cooking was Lin Xuanqi's eldest son, Lin Xinyuan. He was quick and skillful, and his wok-flipping technique was quite impressive, clearly showing that he had learned the craft.

In addition to their regular daily cultivation schedule, they can also choose to learn and practice any cultivation arts they like.

The Lin family will not force them to take a certain path; they will only provide them with enough choices to let them discover what they truly love.

Before they begin their foundation building, the Lin family will provide each person with a certain amount of materials each month for them to practice with.

There is a fixed quota each month. Once you've used it all up, you can wait until the next month, or you can use your contribution points to get more.

The finished products can be handed over to the Lin family, and converted into contribution points according to their quality and quantity.

Contribution points can be exchanged for spiritual items, cultivation techniques, and inheritances, or used within the clan to exchange for cultivation resources and better materials for alchemy and weapon crafting.

This will also encourage them to study various arts and crafts related to immortality.

Lin Che watched the children's busy and fulfilling figures from outside the window, and the smile on his lips never faded.

These children are the future of the Lin family.