Brother Who Determines the Fate of the Nation: My Great Emperor's Cultivation Level Exposed by

The Lin family mansion is located in the eastern district of Thunder City and covers a vast area.

Two imposing stone lions guard the vermilion gate, showcasing the grandeur and majesty of this prominent family.

When Lin Wan'er appeared at the door with Su Xuan covered in blood and dressed in rags.

The guard at the gate was taken aback at first, then turned pale with fright and rushed in to report.

Soon, a group of richly dressed men and women escorted a graceful and elegant woman out quickly.

"Wan'er, my Wan'er, you're finally back! You scared your mother to death!"

The woman was none other than the matriarch of the Lin family, and she embraced Lin Wan'er tightly.

She examined herself from head to toe, tears streaming down her face.

Lin Wan'er cried and threw herself into her mother's arms, but still pointed at Su Xuan behind her and hurriedly explained.

"Mother, it was this Young Master Su who saved me. We encountered a bandit, a powerful cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage. Old Man Wang and the others were all killed. It was Young Master Su who killed him and brought me back safely!"

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

All the Lin family's senior members' eyes fell on Su Xuan.

The matriarch of the Lin family released her daughter, wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and looked Su Xuan up and down, a cold smile appearing on her well-maintained face.

"A Qi Refining stage cultivator killed a late Foundation Establishment stage cultivator? Wan'er, are you out of your mind?"

The other middle-aged man in brocade robes was Lin Wan'er's second uncle. He stroked his beard and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"I bet it was a fight among the robbers. This kid was lucky to escape with his life and brought my niece back with him. He's probably trying to play the hero and save the damsel in distress to climb the social ladder in the Lin family."

"No, that's not it!"

Lin Wan'er shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face.

"Young Master Su is truly amazing! He killed a Foundation Establishment cultivator with a single punch! Why don't you believe me?!"

However, in the eyes of these family elders, her explanation was nothing more than the nonsense of a child who didn't know any better.

A Qi Refining Stage cultivator at the peak of the Qi Refining stage, three levels higher, can kill a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator at the late stage?

This is a fantasy, a joke that even a three-year-old wouldn't believe.

On Blue Star, in the Dragon Kingdom's live stream room, the chat was already flooded with anger.

"Damn it! You bunch of ingrates! Su Shen risked his life to save your daughter, and this is your attitude?"

"You snobbish scoundrel! What do you mean by 'climbing the social ladder'? Does our God Su need to climb the social ladder by clinging to your Lin family?"

"I'm so angry! I really want to rush in and slap that old woman twice. She's so ungrateful!"

"Su Shen, let's go! Don't pay any attention to these trash, they're disgusting!"

An elderly man who looked like a steward walked out in front of the Lin residence.

He bowed to the mistress, then walked up to Su Xuan with a condescending air of condescension on his face.

He pulled out several heavy bags from his storage bag and tossed them aside.

Splash!

Several bags filled with low-grade spirit stones landed right at Su Xuan's feet.

"Kid, here are five hundred low-grade spirit stones, consider it a reward from the Lin family. Take the money and get out of here. Thunder City is not a place for someone like you."

That contemptuous attitude and that insulting action left Lin Wan'er completely stunned.

She couldn't believe that her family would treat her savior in this way.

However, Su Xuan, who was the focus of all this, did not show the slightest emotional fluctuation from beginning to end.

He calmly looked at the bag of spirit stones in the mud at his feet, and then glanced at the arrogant faces of the Lin family members.

He showed no anger, not even the slightest ripple of emotion.

Under everyone's gaze, Su Xuan slowly bent down.

He reached out his hand, stained with dried blood, and picked up the bags one by one from the mud, casually weighing them in his hand.

Then, he looked up, a mocking smile curving his chapped lips.

"I would give my life to protect the convoy after a month of kindness."

"Now that the spirit stones have been accepted, we are even, and from now on we owe each other nothing."

He casually cupped his hands in a gesture towards the Lin family members, a gesture that seemed less like a greeting and more like a farewell.

After saying that, he turned around, took long strides, and walked towards the end of the long street.

That figure was aloof and resolute, yet as upright as a spear that would never bend.

"Young Master Su!"

Lin Wan'er let out a sobbing cry and tried to chase after him.

But her mother held her back tightly.

Su Xuan did not pause in his steps, nor did he turn around.

He walked away step by step, and soon merged into the endless stream of people in Thunder City, disappearing from sight.

Lin Wan'er's world has fallen into an inescapable darkness.

"Mother, how could you do this? How could you..."

The matriarch of the Lin family gently patted her daughter's back, but her face showed no emotion, only a chilling mix of fear and relief.

"Wan'er, you are still young and do not understand the wickedness of people's hearts. Who knows what kind of intentions that wild boy of unknown origin has? Sending him away with five hundred spirit stones is already a great favor from our Lin family."

Lin Wan'er's second uncle, the middle-aged man in brocade robes, curled his lip in disdain.

"Exactly, a blood-soaked stray dog ​​like him. Letting him in would just dirty our Lin family's land. He still wants to climb the social ladder, doesn't he even know who he is?"

Their words pierced Lin Wan'er's heart.

She closed her eyes, and all that remained in her mind was that proud and resolute figure.

She walked step by step into the crowd, never looking back.

She knew in her heart that she and that mysterious and cold boy would never cross paths again, and would become people from two completely different worlds.

This scene of parting, accompanied by the desolate and lonely background music against the backdrop of the sky, moved countless viewers around the world to tears.

Forbidden area, jungle camp.

Alice looked at the sky, unusually silent without uttering any sarcastic remarks.

Princess Victoria sighed softly.

"Is this the reality of the cultivation world? Rigorous class system, and a chillingly cold human touch."

Yukina wiped her short blade and spoke coldly.

"Weakness is the original sin, and the Lin family will soon pay the price for their arrogance."

Anna hugged her knees, looking at the lonely figure in the picture, and muttered to herself.

"Brother Longguo is so pitiful, but he's so handsome. The way he fights against the whole world all by himself is so cool."

On Blue Star, in the Dragon Kingdom's live stream room, there was already a chorus of curses.

"I'm disgusted. What kind of ungrateful family is the Lin family? Su Shen saved your manhood, and all you get in return is five hundred spirit stones in humiliation?"

"This is what they call a prestigious family? I think they're just a bunch of snobbish opportunists!"

"I feel sorry for Su Shen. He didn't even show a hint of anger from beginning to end. In his world, people like him probably only deserve to be ants."

"Su Shen, don't look back, it's not worth it!"

The scene on the screen shifts.

Su Xuan walked on the wide streets of Thunder City, surrounded by a constant stream of people and rows of tall buildings.

He didn't go to the bustling shops selling magical treasures and elixirs, nor did he go to the inns where cultivators gathered.

He walked straight through the bustling East District, heading west.

The West District is the slum of Thunder City, where most of the residents are ordinary people and some low-level cultivators.

The streets are narrow and the buildings are dilapidated!

Su Xuan finally stopped at the end of a secluded alley in front of a dilapidated little house.

The courtyard walls were covered with moss, the wooden door had long since faded, and the door knocker was covered with a thick layer of dust.

He pushed open the creaking wooden door, revealing a desolate courtyard overgrown with weeds.

A drowsy, gaunt old man came out of the house. He was startled when he saw Su Xuan covered in blood, but quickly regained his shrewdness.

"Rent a courtyard? Three low-grade spirit stones per month, no bargaining."

Without saying a word, Su Xuan casually tossed a bag over.

The old man hurriedly caught it, weighed it in his hand, and immediately beamed with joy.

"Alright, please go ahead, sir. This courtyard is yours for the next year."

After saying that, the old man slipped away without looking back, afraid that Su Xuan would change his mind.

After settling in, Su Xuan stood in the desolate courtyard, looking around.

He did not immediately sit cross-legged to heal his wounds, nor did he examine his spoils of war.

Instead, he rolled up his sleeves.

He began to pull weeds from the yard and sweep away cobwebs and dust from the corners.

His movements were slow and meticulous!

After doing all this, he left the courtyard and went to the ordinary people's market.

He stopped at an old carpenter's stall and bought a weathered stone table, a few stone benches, and an old rocking chair with peeling paint.

He also bought some ordinary wood and, with his own hands, hammered and pounded away, made a simple wooden bed and a wardrobe.

The viewers in the Dragon Kingdom's live stream were completely dumbfounded.

"What is Su Shen doing? He's so badly injured, why isn't he healing himself first?"

"Yeah, cleaning and buying used furniture? What kind of operation is this? I don't understand."

"Perhaps they want to experience the life of an ordinary person? To return to simplicity?"

"Stop guessing, just watch quietly. Every move Su Shen makes must have a deeper meaning."

Under the lens of the sky.

Su Xuan carried the purchased and finished furniture, piece by piece, into the yard and the house.

He placed the stone table under the locust tree in the center of the courtyard.

Several stone benches were arranged around the stone table, each one facing the same direction and spaced exactly.

Then, he placed the old rocking chair in the corner under the eaves, facing the direction of the courtyard gate.

He went into the room, placed the simple wooden bed against the wall, and then put the wardrobe on the other side of the bed.

After he finished doing all this, he stood quietly in the courtyard.

The camera slowly zoomed out, rising higher and higher, eventually giving the entire courtyard a complete panoramic close-up.

In that instant, the entire Dragon Kingdom live broadcast room fell into a deathly silence.

Three seconds later.

Countless longtime viewers who had followed the show since its premiere on "The Forbidden Land of National Fortune" had tears welling up in their eyes.

After a period of silence, the barrage of comments erupted in an unprecedented manner.

"It's...it's that courtyard!"

An elderly viewer typed these words with trembling hands.

"That's right! It's that courtyard! The location of the stone table, the direction of the rocking chair! Everything is exactly the same as the courtyard where Su Shen and his team lived back in the Great Wilderness!"

"My God... I... I can't speak..."

"I thought he had forgotten, I thought he had long forgotten those brothers, but it turns out he had always kept them in his heart, remembered them so clearly..."

Countless netizens broke down in tears at this moment.

That man who was ruthless and decisive in the cultivation world, treating all things as mere straw dogs.

That cold-blooded cultivator who didn't even flinch when humiliated by the Lin family.

Deep in his heart, however, he always reserved a softest and warmest place for his brothers and family members who had long since passed away.

He wasn't cold-hearted; he simply reserved all his tenderness and longing for those who could never return.

This deep-seated warmth, this brotherhood that transcends time and space, struck a chord with every Chinese viewer through this small courtyard.

They finally understood why Su Xuan wasn't in a hurry to heal his injuries and why he was doing things that seemed meaningless to others.

He was commemorating the departed souls in his own way.

In this unfamiliar, giant city of cultivation, he rebuilt a home for himself and for his brothers.

Inside the forbidden area, Su Ruoruo was already sobbing uncontrollably.

In that courtyard that replicated the past, Su Xuan sat quietly for a month.

A month later, Su Xuan opened his eyes.

The wound on his chest, pierced by the Soul-Seizing Bell, had healed, leaving only a shallow scar. The weakness he had felt from burning his life force had also vanished without a trace.

He stood up and walked out of the courtyard.

In the following months, a silent figure appeared in the mortal market in the western district of Thunder City and the monk's tavern in the eastern district.

He would sometimes sit in a corner of the teahouse, listening to the monks around him talking animatedly.

Sometimes he would mingle among the common people, collecting the most inconspicuous intelligence.

The Qi Refining Realm is enough to sweep everything in Black Wind Canyon, but it seems insignificant in Thunder City, a place teeming with hidden talents.

Even a single elder from a second-rate family like the Lin family could easily kill him now.

Break through to the Foundation Establishment stage! There's no time to lose!

However, ordinary foundation-building techniques were simply not worth his attention.

If he wants to establish an unparalleled foundation for the Dao, he must find the most supreme method.

Finally, in a mixed-race restaurant, he heard a word from a few drunken rogue monks.

The underground black market.

A lawless land completely independent of the jurisdiction of the Thunder City Lord's Mansion.

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Su Xuan changed into a large black cloak and put on a bronze mask that could block divine sense from probing him.

His figure silently blended into the darkest corner of Thunder City.

After passing through several dirty, damp alleyways, he stopped in front of a wall covered in moss.

He tapped three times gently, following the code he had heard.

The wall slid inwards silently!

A bottomless staircase extends deep into the earth.

Su Xuan stepped inside without the slightest hesitation.

The sight before them sent gasps of astonishment through the global audience watching from above.

This is a vast underground city, dimly lit, with stalls everywhere illuminated by phosphorescent light.

On one of the stalls, several magical artifacts exuding an ominous aura were displayed, and one could vaguely hear the mournful wails of vengeful spirits within them.

At another stall, a gaunt-faced, wicked cultivator was selling a dark red elixir.

He grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

"Freshly made Blood Heart Pills, crafted from the heart of a Foundation Establishment cultivator—they're incredibly nourishing!"

Inside the Dragon Kingdom's live stream room, all the viewers felt a chill run down their spines.

"Is this the black market of the cultivation world? It's fucking dark!"

"Using human hearts to refine elixirs, is that still human?"

"What is Su Shen doing in a place like this? It's too dangerous!"

In the forbidden area, Princess Victoria frowned, a hint of discomfort on her face.

"What a barbaric and bloody place."

Yukina's reaction was much calmer; she simply gave a cold evaluation.

"It's just the ultimate manifestation of the law of the jungle."

Su Xuan did not stop. He walked through the disgusting stalls and headed straight for the deepest area where cultivation techniques were traded.

What shocked him most was a huge iron cage.

Inside the cage were a dozen or so numb-looking female nuns, barely clothed.

Their cultivation levels were sealed using a special method, and they wore wooden tags around their necks with their prices clearly marked on them.

"A top-quality cauldron, for replenishing yin and yang, three thousand low-grade spirit stones each, no deception!" the burly man beside the cage shouted loudly.

This scene completely shattered the beautiful illusions that the audience on Earth had about the world of cultivation.

It turns out that behind the so-called immortals lies such naked cruelty and bloodshed.

Su Xuan simply glanced at it calmly before looking away.

He arrived at the cultivation technique trading area, where the stalls were filled with various jade slips.

"The Mysterious Water Technique is an ordinary water-attribute foundation-building technique, riddled with errors and omissions in its meridian pathways."

"The Thick Earth Technique: After practicing this method, one's spiritual power stagnates after the foundation is established, and there is no hope for the future."

"Garbage, all of it is garbage."

Su Xuan looked around and shook his head slightly.

Just as he was feeling disappointed and preparing to turn away...

A hoarse, dry sound, like two pieces of rotten wood rubbing together, came from the corner.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait."

Su Xuan stopped and turned to look.

In the shadows of the corner, a figure was completely wrapped in a tattered black robe.

He exuded an aura of decay and decay, with only a filthy, empty stall in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist, with your Qi Refining Body, you have cultivated to the extreme realm, and your Qi and blood are at their peak, far surpassing those of others of the same level. I suppose your ambitions are not small, and ordinary Foundation Establishment techniques are probably not worthy of your attention." The mysterious merchant chuckled hoarsely, revealing Su Xuan's true strength in a single sentence.

Su Xuan's eyes, hidden behind his mask, narrowed slightly.

Throughout the black market, people came and went, but no one could see through his true intentions.

This mysterious merchant, who seemed to be on the verge of death, was seen through at a glance.

"What do you have?" Su Xuan's voice was equally calm, revealing no emotion.

"Hehe, I happen to have something here that might suit your taste, fellow Daoist."

The mysterious merchant's withered hand emerged from his robe, trembling as he pulled out an ancient jade slip.

The jade slip had endured countless years; its surface was covered with cracks, yet it emitted a faint, multicolored glow.

"This item is an ancient fragment, and its value is far beyond your imagination."

Su Xuan didn't speak, he just extended his hand.

The mysterious merchant handed over the jade slip.

The moment Su Xuan's fingers touched the jade slip, the spiritual power within his body rippled slightly out of control.

He carefully probed a wisp of his divine sense into the jade slip.

boom!

It was as if the universe had just begun, and chaos had exploded.

In an instant, five powerful and ancient golden characters, imbued with supreme Daoist charm, flooded into Su Xuan's mind.

The Five Elements Foundation Building Method!