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Everyone seemed to have awoken from a dream. This little Lin Che, he never thought he would have such backbone. He would rather leave than take advantage of others.

Jun Lanyue was stunned for a moment as he glanced at Yun Dai'er.

Grand Cloud Dell knew what Jun Linyue meant. If Lin Che left, Lin Rao would become an alcayde. Zheng Tianqing wanted to protect Lin Che, so he naturally would not stay behind. There was no need to mention Saint Ling. As for Master Wu Yun, he followed behind the scepter of the Nine Dragons, which also meant that he was following Jun Lin Yue. And Jun Linyue and Yun Dai'er had come from the main branch together, so they wouldn't be separated.

In this way, Lin Rao was truly only the son of a "poor" merchant. The plan he had painstakingly made over the past few months to take over the Eight Peaks Sixteen Mountains all came to naught in an instant. But no matter what, this was not what he wanted to see.

Lin Rao saw everyone walking past him as he followed his boss. The people who had served in the three pots previously were now none of his business.

At this moment, Lin Rao shouted loudly, "Wait!"

Lin Che stopped in his tracks. The people around him were Grandmaster Wu Yun, Tian Qing, Sheng Ling, as well as the disdainful Jun Lin Yue and Yun Dai'er.

The group of people followed their boss, turning their heads one by one and surrounding Lin Ruo in the middle of the forest. Due to the immense strength that Lin Rao exerted a moment ago, he was beaten down by Master Wu Yun to a sorry state.

At this time, he was lying on the grass and said weakly, "You don't have to leave. I'll give Longquan Manor to you guys to use. I won't ask you about anything related to the Nether Sect. In the future, you guys can help me find the killer of my parents, Gu Yue Plains.

Everyone stood on the spot without saying a word. Lin Che took a few steps back and said, "Brother Lin Rao, are you serious?"

Sheng Ling snorted disdainfully. Lin Rao did not mind and said, "Leave now. You have nowhere else to go. The thousands of brothers who slept in the open were tortured because of me alone. I really can't afford it, so I won't be far from being a sinner. "

Just as Sheng Ling wanted to say something, he extended a hand, but was interrupted by Lin Che, "Brother Lin Rao, you used money to exchange for them. Now that they are no longer serving you, are you still willing to lend us this place?"

Lin Rao smiled bitterly, "I've summoned everyone here for my own revenge plan. It just so happens that the Nether Sect has a great reputation. It's a good choice to combine the two. "If you are willing to help my parents find the real culprit, then I will definitely provide you with financial support. I will not care about anything else, and I will even give this manor to the Netherworld Sect to use."

Everyone was speechless. Lin Rong continued, "The Gu Yue Plains is a bumpy road, but the most terrifying thing is the Beastmen Tribe. They live in the eight peaks and sixteen mountains on the southwest side, and from ancient times until now, no one has come out alive. If he could make a detour around the Great Central State, then it would be perfect. If he couldn't, then he would have to start from the Eighth Peak and the Sixteenth Mountain. I wonder if you would be willing to help me. "

Lin Che laughed, "Brother Lin Rao, finding the culprit for your parents is a matter of course. I will help you with this favor. However, the Unholy Cult has just been established and I don't intend to change the three pots. Therefore, I will always take this matter to heart. When the time is ripe for the Nether Sect, I am willing to lead you all to the Gu Yue Plains. However, you also know that I am only a child and do not have much cultivation. I only rely on the seniors and friends beside me who love me.

Lin Rao's face revealed a pained expression. Of course, this was the result that he did not wish to see. If he were to beg for their help, then it would be better for him to go to the Gu Yue Plains and die in the eight peaks of the sixteen mountains.

Lin Che saw through Lin Rong's thoughts and said, "A real man is able to bend and submit, not to mention, this is not a shameful matter."

After a long while, as if he had made a great decision, he said, "Seniors, chivalrous men, I, Lin Rao, am willing to vacate Dragon Spring Villa and lend it to the Nether Sect for their use. I just hope that everyone can wait until the day the Nether Sect grows strong and come with me to the Gu Yue Plains to take revenge for my parents!"

The wind blew through the forest, as if someone was crying in a low voice. After a long time, Lin Che finally said, "Since no one said anything, then it's acquiescence."

At this time, Master Wu Yun said, "Amitabha. Benefactor Lin Rao, your parents named you 'Rao' not only because they want you to learn to forgive others, but more importantly, because they want you to forgive yourself! "

Lin Rao nodded and stood up.

The moonlight was bright and clear. In front of the Dragon Spring Hall, there was a giant square stone pit. The surrounding area was constructed to be flat, and the bottom was a hundred levels down, a flat bottom. Four stone pillars were erected around the corners above the surrounding area, and the top of the stone pillar was a brazier that was burning vigorously. There were three people standing next to each brazier. These three people wore different colored clothes, and were respectively Altar Protectors from the Xuan, Wu, and Dao Altars. There were a total of twelve people.

And the bottom of the huge altar was the "Origin of Grief", which contained countless mystical illusions.

At this moment, Lin Rao was standing in the small forest to the south of Dragon Spring Hall. Opposite him was a small Lin Che. On her left was Jun Linyue, Yun Dai'er, and the rest of the group. On her right was the three Altar Lords. Although this kind of structure was his own painstaking effort, but now, everything had vanished into thin air.

But so what? Looking at the rest of his life, he no longer had any particular thoughts. As long as he took revenge, he would have no regrets in his death.

At this time, although Lin Che was the smallest in the crowd, he was also the largest. Even if everyone was surprised, pleasantly surprised, and shocked, there was nothing they could do about it. This was Lin Che, a little girl, but his thoughts were meticulous and his words had enough weight.

Losing his father and grandfather was originally an unfortunate event, but up until now, Lin Che had already converted it into his greatest fortune.

The incident finally subsided. The night sky seemed to have grown tired as well. In the east, there was a faint glow of white fish belly. Not long after, the entire world seemed to be shrouded in a light green glow. It was an enchanting late autumn. The disciples of the various branches of the altar followed their respective hosts towards the altar. In front of Dragon Spring Hall, only Jun Linyue, Yun Dai'er, and Lin Rong remained.

Salin and Feng Yu had already gone to rest. Other than Lin Rao's servants, there was also a pumpkin spirit maiden who was unwilling to leave with Yun Dai'er. She fluttered her wings as she turned into a tiny little person, flying on Yun Dai Er's shoulder and on top of her head.