Seeing Lin Mu's expression, Lin Xiaowan immediately looked extremely anxious. Her eyes were red, "Young master, don't get me wrong. I was just afraid you would worry about me, so I didn't say it. I didn't mean to hide..."

"I know, how can I doubt you?" Lin Mu felt very distressed and flicked her little nose gently with his fingers.

Although he felt very painful over the years, Xiaowan did not necessarily make less sacrifice than himself.

"You bitch, since you are so unappreciative, then don't blame me." Lin Zhaojun lost patience, "Steward Zhao, I think you should know what to do without me saying much."

"Yes." Zhao Fang bowed respectfully. When she turned to look at Lin Xiaowan, her expression immediately became cold and severe, "You bitch, what are you still doing standing here? Do you want to be loaf on the job? Clean this slaughterhouse immediately. Look at the dirt around here."

"What did you say?" Lin Mu's eyes became deep.

"Hey, I said you should clean this slaughterhouse. Remember to clean it up, do you hear me?" Zhao Fang smiled with satisfaction.

"You bitch slave, how dare you to issue orders in the presence of the master. Zhao Fang, how dare you." Lin Mu's voice seemed calm and no one could hear any emotion, but he was actually suppressing his anger.

Zhao Fang changed her face and became very uncomfortable. She smiled coldly, "You waste, don't put on an act for me here. You have been banned by Lingfeng College. You have no future. It won't be long before you face the fate of being sent away by the clan. After losing the qualification to inherit, I am afraid you will be inferior to me."

"You are courting death." Lin Mu seemed to be angered. He suddenly held out his hand and seemed to want to teach Zhao Fang a lesson.

"Do you want to use force? I'll take on you." Lin Zhaojun derided him. He took a step forward to stop Lin Mu.

A loud noise broke out from Lin Mu without warning!

Boom!

At this moment, Lin Mu’s palm suddenly turned into a fist.

Pace-through Fist!

Outbreak!

His sudden fist not only had the power of a fist but also contained the anger Lin Mu had suppressed for a long time!

In the past nine years, the humiliation and ridicule he had endured covered his heart like the dark clouds pressing to the city.

Today, his inner endless unwillingness and hot blood broke out like a flood, breaking the heaven and earth.

Clattering!

The fierce strong wind rolled Lin Mu's attire, making it dance endlessly.

All the people inside and outside the livestock farm were shocked and their minds were suffocated for a long time. They could only stare at that proud and unyielding figure.

Bang!

Lin Zhaojun was caught off guard. His body flew backward like a sandbag and fell heavily several meters away.

When he lay on the ground, Lin Zhaojun's eyes looked perplexed. He seemed unable to believe that the fist was hit from Lin Mu.

Although Lin Mu’s fist was suspected of being opportunistic, the third level of spiritual strength contained in it was absolutely true.

"How is that possible? How can you be a martial disciple of the third level, you waste? It must be fake."

Lin Zhaojun almost felt crazy about such a strange thing. At that time, he forgot the pain and shouted angrily. "Get down on your knees, you waste."

Lin Mu shook his head. If this was Lin Zhaojun at the peak and if they fought head-on directly, it would be really uncertain that who would win. After all, Lin Zhaojun's cultivation base was one level higher than his, so he chose to sneakily attack at the beginning.

But now Lin Zhaojun had lost his mind. His moves appeared disorganized and full of flaws.

Lin Mu moved slightly, easily avoiding Lin Zhaojun's attack. Before Lin Zhaojun could react, Lin Mu grabbed him by the shoulders with both hands, raised his right leg and pushed it against Lin Zhaojun’s abdomen with his knee.

Severe pain instantly spread from Lin Zhaojun's abdomen, which made him pale and his body twitched violently.

Lin Mu looked at him coldly and let go of his hands. Lin Zhaojun's whole body collapsed instantly and knelt down feebly.

For this kind of person, Lin Mu had no sympathy. He said coldly, "I'm sorry, it is you, not me, who kneel down."

Wow!

Many onlookers around made an uproar.

"Are my eyes blurred?"

"How is that possible? Lin Mu, the waste, how is it possible for him to defeat Lin Zhaojun!"

Everyone felt strange about this. Zhao Fang's face was pale and her teeth were chattering.

...

Lin Zhaojun knelt on the ground and reluctantly raised his head. His eyes were full of confusion and fear, "Are you really Lin Mu?"

"Are you qualified to call me by my name?" Lin Mu kicked Lin Zhaojun down directly with one foot and then found a rope.

Splashing!

In a moment, as a muffled sound reverberated, Lin Zhaojun was bundled up by Lin Mu and then thrown into the sewage discharge tank of the farm.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Lin Mu with more fear. Everyone knew how much poultry waste was mixed in the sewage from the sewage tank.

"Do you want to run away?" Suddenly, Lin Mu reached out his hands and caught a sneaky figure back.

It turned out to be Zhao Fang. She wanted to escape when people were not paying attention to her.

"Forgive me, young master, please forgive me. All of these are Lin Zhaojun's plot. I was coerced by him."

Zhao Fang was horrified and repeatedly begged for mercy.

Lin Mu was naturally not interested in beating such people, but he must not let go of her previous vicious whipping of Lin Xiaowan.

Therefore, Lin Mu did the same thing and bound Zhao Fang, "Xiaowan, do you want to whip her to relieve your anger?"

However, with this, Lin Mu found that after a long time, there was no response. He turned to look and found that Lin Xiaowan was staring blankly at him with a full face of shock and worship.

"Xiaowan." Lin Mu felt angry and funny and raised his voice.

"Ah? Young master." Lin Xiaowan finally came to her senses. She frowned slightly and bit her teeth. She quickly walked to the presence of Zhao Fang and gave a slap in her face.

Although she was weak, it did not mean that she did not hate Zhao Fang. Since she had the opportunity to revenge, she would not miss this opportunity.

Cracking!

The crisp slaps echoed in the slaughterhouse. Many servants around looked pale.

At this point, they finally understood that no matter how down and out Lin Mu was, he was still the young master of the Lin Clan. He was not the kind of person they could provoke. These men from noble clans seemed to be born with ruthless methods beyond ordinary people.

After being slapped 20 times, Zhao Fang's left and right faces were all swollen. She never dared to show any resentment again. She banged her head on the floor and cried bitterly, "Young master, I really dare not. I used to offend you, and it is my fault. In the future, if I do it again, I will definitely not die in a good way."

Lin Mu looked expressionless and ignored her, looking at Lin Xiaowan with his inquiring eyes.

"Young master, my hand hurts." Lin Xiaowan rubbed her wrist with her hand.

"Since you feel pain in your hands, you should stop slapping. Some people have thick skin, and we cannot help it." Lin Mu laughed happily, picking up his hands and throwing Zhao Fang into the sewage pool as well.

Even after punishing Lin Zhaojun and Zhao Fang and establishing his dignity, Lin Mu still dared not allow Lin Xiaowan to remain here. With his knowledge of Lin Feilong, he was afraid the man would not give up.

"I can only use the token my father left me."

Long before his father disappeared, Lin Mu was given a token. If he used this token, he could go to a mysterious figure in Xichuan City for help.

But this token could only be used once, so Lin Mu never took it out. This time he was determined to settle Lin Xiaowan, so he did not hesitate to waste the important role of this token.

"Xiaowan, let's go back first."

It's getting late, so Lin Mu decided to leave tomorrow.

Late at night.

Lin Mu had a long dream.

He saw the old gourd again in his dream.

Unlike the last time, this time, there was no golden dragon with nine claws in the gourd. Instead, it was a flying dagger shaped like a dragon and as thin as a wing of cicada.

This flying dagger was quivering, but what it emitted was not the sound of a dagger, but the voice of chanting like a giant bell.

"Heaven and earth gave birth to Yin and Yang, then heaven and earth gradually separated. The universe was refined in a boiler, and the sun and moon were held in the palm of his hand. Congenital condensation of the five elements, flesh and blood was contained in the soul. There are one hundred thousand disasters in ten thousand years, which lead to break the Daluo Heaven..."

"The first lost knowledge of the Nine Absolute Scriptures is North Sea Lost Knowledge."

"In the northern ocean, there is a fish called Kun. I do not know how many hundreds of thousands of meters in size. This Kun changes into a bird, called Peng. Its back is hundreds of thousands of meters in breadth. When it is enraged, it flies, its wings obscuring the sky like clouds..."