Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn slowly entered the dungeon, the sound of his footsteps echoing loudly against the walls, making the adventurers inside feel incredibly heavy-hearted.

Iron Teeth followed behind him like a silent shadow.

Lynn ignored the other adventurers and walked straight up to the burly man.

Since only he knows the power behind it, we should just go find him directly.

The big man looked up at Lynn.

His lips were bluish-purple, and his face was covered in blood, but his eyes remained hard: "Kill me if you want, I won't say anything."

If other adventurers witnessed this heroic scene, they would surely give him a thumbs up and shout, "What a hero!"

Unfortunately, it appears particularly laughable in the face of a soul-based wizard.

Lynn didn't reply, but simply placed a hand on his forehead.

Intangible and formless energy condensed in his palm and drilled into the great man's soul.

"Soul-Searching Technique!"

"ah--!"

The big man let out a scream.

It felt as if countless iron spikes were piercing his soul at the same time, causing him to convulse and his eyes to roll back in pain.

He tried desperately to dodge, but Lynn held his head firmly down.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" The big man spat out blood and foam.

"It's the Black Tooth family! They're the ones who sent me to lead a group to cause trouble, smash shops, loot goods, and then kill people to establish their authority! They gave us a large sum of money and told us to run away after we were done!"

Lynn's heart sank upon hearing this, but she still didn't let go.

"I've already told you! I haven't hidden anything, please let me go!" the big man continued to wail.

"Want to say it now? Too late." Lynn's voice was cold and flat. "If I want to know something, I can take it myself."

The threads of the soul penetrate even deeper.

The big man's eyes began to turn gray, and black blood flowed from his nostrils.

The adventurers nearby were so frightened they couldn't even cry. Some collapsed to the ground, while others buried their heads in the haystacks, trembling like leaves.

Lynn tormented him for a while longer, until his soul was on the verge of collapse, before he began to search his soul.

It was the Black Fang family again, and Lynn even saw the shadow of an old rival—Black Mountain, the patriarch of the Black Fang family.

A first-ring wizard, born into the dark wizarding faction, and the true backbone of the Black Fang family.

They had their eyes on the Gray Feather family's witch crystal mine and several shops in the city. They wanted to use the pretext of "the potion killing people" to discredit the Gray Feather family and then seize their property.

Black Mountain instructed the adventurers to smash shops, kill people, and cause a scene, then take the money and leave.

As for how to deal with the Gray Feather Clan, Da Han didn't know.

He was just carrying a knife.

Unfortunately, the knife struck the felt mat and shattered into pieces.

Lynn finished searching and let go.

The big man was now half an empty shell, lying on the ground, only exhaling and not inhaling.

Lynn turned to Iron Teeth and said, "Clean things up. Interrogate those minor characters again and see if there's anything we missed."

"Yes." Iron Fang bowed his head.

Lynn walked out of the dungeon, pondering his next move.

The Blackfang family, Blackrock City.

Chief Heishan advanced earlier than me and has a more solid foundation, having already reached the peak of the first ring.

Moreover, he is a dark wizard by origin, ruthless in his methods, and who knows how many trump cards he has up his sleeve.

Tsk... The Gray Feather family has kept a low profile for so many years, yet they've been treated like pushovers.

Currently, the enemy is strong and we are weak, so we cannot engage in a direct confrontation.

He is weaker than Black Mountain, who is at the peak of the first ring, and his family background is also somewhat lacking. It would be too risky for him to take action now.

It would be best to wait a few more years, until Lin Chen grows up a bit more and becomes stronger.

That child has amazing talent. As long as he doesn't die young, he will surely become a pillar of the Gray Feather family in the future.

Lynn looked up; the east was already turning white.

In the courtyard, Lin Chen had already started practicing his sword. After what happened yesterday, his attitude towards practicing his sword was noticeably more serious.

The golden battle aura flickered in the morning mist, like a flame that refused to be extinguished.

On this day, Lin Chen officially stepped into the rank of Grand Knight!

(P.S.: He was previously a Knight, but his powerful physique and fighting spirit led the burly man to mistake him for a Grand Knight.)

For the next three years, everyone in the Gray Feather family worked hard to improve themselves.

Three years is neither a long nor a short time, but it's enough for a lot to happen, especially for some people to develop ambitions.

The minions of the Blackfang Clan spread like weeds from Blackrock City all the way into Grayrock City.

They don't act directly; they lurk in the shadows like venomous snakes, taking a bite today and wrapping themselves around tomorrow.

It started as a few shops belonging to the Gray Feather family.

The previously stable supply of goods was suddenly snatched away by a newly opened shop across the street.

The same product is 30% cheaper elsewhere, and they even offer home delivery.

Gray Feather's shop managed to stay afloat for two months before it had to close temporarily.

Then there are the restaurants and inns in the city.

The Grey Feather family occupies half of East Street, and their rent has always been stable.

However, the Black Fang family secretly approached the tenants, offered them even lower prices, and threatened that anyone who dared to continue renting Gray Feather's shop would never be able to do business in Graystone City again.

Tenants came to the door one by one to terminate their leases.

The shopkeeper was so anxious that he stamped his feet and ran to the family residence to complain to Lynn.

After hearing this, Lynn did not take any countermeasures, but only told him to leave the shop empty for the time being and not to get into any conflicts with anyone.

"If this continues, all our shops in the city will go out of business." The shopkeeper's face was scrunched up.

"If it fails, it can be reopened," Lynn said. "But if the person is gone, everything is gone."

The shopkeeper opened his mouth, but in the end he could only sigh and go back.

It wasn't that Lynn was weak; it was just that the Gray Feather Clan needed time to develop. As long as they could delay for even one more day, Lin Chen's cultivation would improve even further.

As long as Lin Chen can break through to become a formal wizard, the situation will be completely reversed!

It's just a few shops, and what they earn is only a little bit of worldly order. Even if they close down for a few years, it won't be a serious blow to a wizarding family.

The Black Fang family understood this as well, and set their sights on the Gray Feather family's pillar industry: a witch crystal mine outside the city.

That's the main source of income for the Gray Feather family; they can support most of the family every year just from this mine.

But in recent months, accidents have been happening at the mine.

First, a miner broke his leg on the mountain path, then a wild animal sneaked into the mining area in the middle of the night and killed two night watchmen.

Later, a group of masked men stormed into the mine, attacking anyone they saw and stealing half a cartload of freshly mined witch crystals before fleeing.

After several people died, the miners were all too afraid to go down into the mine.

A group of people squatted outside the mine shaft, refusing to go in no matter how the foreman tried to persuade them.

"That place is haunted! Going in is suicide!" An old miner squatted on the ground, barely able to hold his pipe.

Lynn went there himself. He saw the body and asked what had happened.

Without saying much, he only instructed the manager to give each family of the deceased three times the compensation, and to increase the monthly wages of each surviving miner by 50%.

"Iron Teeth, take a few men and stay at the mine for a month," Lynn said.

Iron Teeth nodded: "Understood."

With Iron Fang and guards protecting the area, the chaos in the mining area gradually subsided.