[Of course, there are plenty of people who want you dead.]
[They can't beat you face-to-face, so they resort to dirty tricks—poison, for instance.]
[But after so long, your medical skills have grown formidable. Those poisons are child's play to you.]
[Anyone who tries to harm you ends up underground, regretting their choices.]
[At twenty-four, the world has seen your power, so every sect you visit obediently hands over its Cultivation Techniques.]
[Soon almost every famous sect has been visited; only the top factions with Peak Masters remain.]
[Along the way you wiped out a few more sects. Add that to the old grudge of killing Ku Chan, and the Formless Temple calls a Demon-Slaying Assembly, rallying the Martial Forest to end you, the great Devil Head.]
[You hear the news and shrug it off; your next targets were the factions with Peak Masters anyway. Since the Formless Temple is so eager, they'll be first.]
[The day of the assembly arrives. Outside the temple, martial artists gather in droves.]
[More than a hundred top-tier experts are present, plus several Peak Masters; second- and third-rate fighters are countless.]
[The Formless Temple Monks stand opposite the crowd. Abbot Ku Xin is about to speak.]
[You suddenly appear in the square, cutting him off.]
[Everyone stares, wondering what you're up to.]
[This time you wear no mask—you show your true face, and no one recognizes you at first.]
[Ku Xin, interrupted, fumes: "Patron, what is it? Please do not disrupt this old Monk's address and delay our great matter."]
["Great matter? What matter? Scheming how to deal with me?"]
[Gasps ripple through the crowd; they knew the Devil Head was young, but not this young.]
[Thanks to your technique, to them you look like a handsome youth of seventeen or eighteen.]
[No one can connect you with the man who massacred a dozen sects.]
["So, patron, you are the fiend who murdered my Junior Brother." Ku Xin can hardly believe it, but your own admission leaves no doubt.]
["Stop calling me 'devil'; I have a name—Lin Yu. You may also address me as Young Master Lin or Hero Lin."]
["I'm here for your Formless Temple's Mind-Cultivation Technique. Hand it over and our grievances end. It's a bargain for you."]
["Devil, you're too arrogant! With so many righteous heroes here, surrender now!" someone shouts from the crowd.]
["Am I arrogant?"]
"Indeed arrogant." Lin Yu thought the simulated version of himself rather cocky—was he the type to grow conceited with power?
["It's not that I look down on you; everyone present is trash in my eyes."]
["Baldies, fight if you will; I'll give you time to prepare. If not, hand over the manuals."]
[You admit you've chattered more than usual today, but you can't suppress the urge to show off.]
["Amitabha, patron, demonic thoughts run deep. This old Monk shall rid the Martial Forest of you—form the Heaven-Earth Demon-Suppressing Formation!"]
[At Ku Xin's word, thirty-six top-tier and seventy-two second-tier Warrior-Monks emerge, arranging the temple's ultimate Great Demon-Suppressing Formation around you.]
[They attack at once. Though the Formation is said to subdue two Peak Masters with ease, to you it's nothing.]
[Seeing the Formation fail, Ku Xin and two other Peak Masters of the temple join the assault.]
["Come then!" You're now several times stronger than when you killed Ku Chan, and you're eager to see how many Peak Masters it takes to force your full power.]
[As for danger, with your Ethereal Step, you're confident no one in this world can stop you from leaving.]
[Under the combined fury of three Peak Masters and the Formation, any other expert alive would be torn to pieces, yet you remain unhurried.]
[You handle the tempest of attacks with ease.]
As time wears on, you spot a flaw in the Formation, slip past Ku Xin and the other two, and charge into the Monks. In moments, over half lie dead or wounded.
[Ku Xin, seeing this, disperses the Formation and orders the survivors to withdraw.]
[With the Formation gone, the three Peak Masters can barely hold your onslaught.]
[Realizing delay means death, each unleashes his ultimate move.]
[One employs the Vajra Staff Technique, another the Multi-Leaf Palm, while Ku Xin channels the temple's supreme skill, the Great Formless Art, firing the Formless Finger—three strikes from different directions.]
[You simply raise your Protective Aura.]
[The three ultimate skills crash against your aura. The clash of Internal Energy shatters the ground for dozens of meters; nearby onlookers are flung away grievously injured.]
[Just as the crowd thinks the fight stalemated, you accelerate your Internal Energy output and erupt outward.]
[Ku Xin and the other two are hurled back a dozen steps, each footprint deeper than the last.]
[They halt, coughing blood, and drop to their knees—badly wounded by your Internal Energy alone.]
[Spectators can't believe it: three Peak Masters failed to break your Protective Aura and were injured by its rebound.]
[You beckon the fallen trio. "Come on, I'm not done yet. Call every expert here if you like; I don't mind."]
[Clearly they know that even with the other experts they can't touch you.]
[They stop calling you "devil" and switch to "Hero Lin." Ku Xin even lists the crimes of the sects you wiped out, before the crowd.]
[He explains you're no demon but a man of great compassion.]
[You're stunned—no wonder he's Abbot; his skin is thicker than city walls.]
[Finally, under the pretext of offering guidance, he opens the temple's Scripture Pavilion to you.]
[You let them be—not because of their compromise, but because Peak Masters will be useful later, so you keep them alive.]
[As for why Ku Chan died—tough luck for him.]
[You spend the next dozen days in the Formless Temple's Scripture Pavilion. As the Righteous Path's leader, their collection rewards you richly.]
[Meanwhile, news of the Demon-Slaying Assembly spreads across the land for ten days and more.]
[The world is stunned that one so young possesses such peerless skill; everyone speculates how you grew so strong.]
[Some say it's your Internal Skill; others claim you're a once-in-a-lifetime Genius.]
[Whatever the guess, your record crowns you the undisputed number one expert of the Martial Forest.]
[While people still debate the title, you've already left the Formless Temple.]
[Having toured the Buddhist Formless Temple, your next stop is the equally famed True Martial Mountain.]