Cultivating Immortality Through a Hundred Lifetimes: I Possess the Heavenly Book of Merit

No matter how closely you look at Lin Jiu, he doesn't seem like a normal person.

Yu Yan turned to look at Lin Shi and slowly said, "Young Master Lin Shi, what's wrong with your brother...?"

Lin Shi sighed, a look of sorrow on his face.

The crocodile cries are feigned compassion.

"It's a long story."

He paused, then continued, "Ever since that incident, Third Brother has become like this. The clan elders examined him and said he suffered too much trauma and went insane."

"He doesn't recognize anyone now, and he ignores everyone who talks to him. He just sits there all day, muttering to himself, I don't know what he's saying."

Losing one's mind?

What a coincidence!

Anyway, Yu Yan didn't really believe it.

But if it was an act, how could the clan elders make such a judgment?

Seeing that Lin Shi had no intention of leaving for the time being, but was just standing outside the stone chamber looking at Lin Jiu inside with a complicated gaze, Yu Yan's heart stirred, and he tentatively took two steps forward.

He wanted to get closer to see what was going on with Lin Jiu.

Is he truly insane, or is he faking it?

However, just as he reached the entrance of the stone chamber, before he could even peek through the half-open iron gate, a sudden change occurred.

Lin Jiu, who was curled up on the stone bed, suddenly raised her head.

Those empty eyes instantly locked onto Yu Yan.

The next moment, as if driven by some force, he sprang up from the stone bed and rushed toward the door at an extremely fast speed!

"Be careful!"

Zhou Yan exclaimed in surprise and subconsciously took a step back.

Yu Yan was also startled, and didn't even have time to react!

Lin Jiu, that's fast!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Jiu's hand reached out from the gap in the iron gate and grabbed Yu Yan's wrist.

That hand was icy cold and incredibly strong, like an iron clamp gripping Yu Yan's pulse.

Yu Yan felt a chill run from his wrist straight to his heart, and his whole body stiffened for a moment.

"You can't escape!"

Lin Jiu's voice was hoarse and shrill, carrying a strange excitement.

His eyes widened as he stared intently at Yu Yan, a chilling laugh escaping his lips.

"Hehehe, you can't escape now... you can't escape now..."

Yu Yan was shocked and was about to break free when Lin Jiu's expression suddenly changed.

The excited smile instantly turned into extreme fear.

His eyes widened even further, his eyeballs almost bulging out of their sockets.

Her whole body began to tremble violently, and she let go of Yu Yan's hand, staggering backward.

"No...don't come any closer..."

His voice trembled, choked with sobs.

"Don't come looking for me... It wasn't me... It wasn't me..."

As he spoke, he backed away, stumbling and nearly falling.

He retreated to the corner, curled up in a ball, covered his head with his hands, and trembled.

"It wasn't me, I didn't kill you, don't come looking for me..."

His voice went from high to low, from strong to weak, and finally turned into a muffled sob.

Inside the stone chamber, only his trembling figure and intermittent sobs remained.

The group outside the stone chamber fell into a brief silence.

Zhou Yan stood behind Yu Yan, completely stunned. He looked at Lin Jiu, who was huddled in the corner, opened his mouth as if to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

He still remembered Lin Jiu's domineering manner during their first meeting, or rather, his visit.

I never expected that when we met again, we would have become like this.

Yu Yan stood there, looking down at his wrist.

Five bluish-purple finger marks were clearly visible on his wrist.

That's some real strength.

Moreover, the opponent's cultivation technique was also extraordinary; in just an instant, it broke through the defense of the Golden Scale Robe hidden beneath Yu Yan's skin.

The chilling spiritual energy instantly invaded his body. If he hadn't reacted quickly and forced it out immediately, he probably would have collapsed and wouldn't be able to get up.

He looked up at Lin Jiu in the corner.

Lin Jiu remained curled up there, trembling, muttering to himself. His hair was disheveled, obscuring his face and making his expression unreadable.

This person should be close to Foundation Establishment.

It's no wonder that Lin Shi values ​​his elder brother so much.

The status of a concubine's son who is about to reach the Foundation Establishment stage in the family is far beyond that of an ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivator. If Lin Jiu really breaks through to the Foundation Establishment stage, then the position of young clan leader will probably belong to him without a doubt.

I'm afraid that besides Lin Shi, there are other candidates for the position of young clan leader who are eyeing Lin Jiu covetously.

Perhaps they were working together to orchestrate this conspiracy.

Lin Shi walked up to Yu Yan at some point. He looked at Lin Jiu in the corner, sighed, and his sorrow deepened.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, are you alright?"

His voice was gentle, with just the right amount of concern.

Yu Yan shook his head, withdrew his hand, and covered the fingerprints on his wrist.

"It's alright."

Lin Shi nodded, his gaze falling on Lin Jiu. After a moment of silence, he slowly said:

"Ever since Third Brother went mad, he's been like this a lot. Sometimes he's perfectly fine, and then suddenly he'll have an attack. He'll grab anyone he sees, and then he'll run away. I don't know what he's seeing."

He paused, then sighed:

"The elders in the clan said that he may have committed many evils, but his nature was not completely eradicated. Now that he has been exposed, he finds it hard to accept and has developed inner demons, which is why he ended up like this."

Has he committed numerous evil deeds?

Yu Yan did not answer.

In his view, even if Lin Jiu really did those things, the two brothers were equally guilty, so how could they have the nerve to accuse others of committing heinous crimes?

However, the trip was still worthwhile, and there were some unexpected gains.

Yu Yan tucked his bruised wrist back into his sleeve, and when no one was looking, he put what looked like a note into his storage bag.

"Young Master Lin, there's nothing more to see here. Let's go."

Lin Shi seemed a little surprised, glanced at him, and then nodded with a smile.

"Okay, let's go."

He turned and walked towards the tunnel.

Yu Yan followed behind him, and Zhou Yan quickly followed as well.

The three of them walked up the tunnel, passed through the ancestral hall, and walked out of the ancient building.

At the entrance, the two gray-robed guards still stood there, expressionless.

Elder Lin was already waiting outside the door. When he saw them come out, he didn't say anything, but simply took out the three black robes from his bosom.

"Put them on."

His voice remained hoarse and brief.

Yu Yan and Zhou Yan took the black robes and put them on.

The familiar feeling of confinement returned, and the five senses were once again stripped away.

Everything went black, and I couldn't see anything. My senses—hearing, smell, touch—were rapidly fading. My divine sense was also suppressed to the point that it could only extend to within ten feet around me.

Immediately afterwards, the ground beneath their feet disappeared, and they flew into the air.

Another rapid flight, another violent tremor.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the feeling of restraint subsided, and the five senses returned.

Yu Yan opened his eyes and found himself back in the small courtyard in the woods.

Lin Shi turned around and cupped his hands in greeting to the two of them.

"Fellow Daoists, you've had a long morning. Please go back and rest. I'll host a banquet tonight to help you calm your nerves."

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave.

Zhou Yan suddenly called out to him.

"Young Master Lin, please wait a moment."