Chapter 4: Breaking-World Dragon Spine Sword (1 / 1)
His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable dominance and a contemptuous indifference toward all things.
That faint yet soul-shaking pressure once again spread out, turning the entire dilapidated courtyard into a dragon's lair.
The servant woman was so frightened that her soul nearly left her body. She scrambled and fled, screaming to report back. The two male servants remained kneeling, trembling so hard they were about to collapse.
Huo Yuhao supported his mother, who had just regained consciousness and was still weak. Looking at the mysterious and powerful young man before him, his mind was in turmoil.
Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, gazing toward the direction of the Duke's mansion with utter disdain.
The air in the broken courtyard was frozen. Only the sound of the fleeing servant woman's footsteps and the uncontrollable chattering of the kneeling servants remained.
Lin Yu's eyes swept over the kneeling servants coldly, then landed on Huo Yuhao and his mother.
Huo Yun'er had just woken up. Although her breathing was more stable, her face was still pale with fear and illness.
She saw the scene clearly—the two previously vicious servants were now kneeling like trash, while the mysterious youth emitted an intimidating aura.
"Mother! How do you feel?" Huo Yuhao's voice was hoarse with emotion as he held her tightly.
"Yuhao… Mother is fine…"
Huo Yun'er replied weakly, then looked at Lin Yu and the servants in panic. Struggling, she tried to get up:
"Benefactor… great benefactor… thank you for saving my life…
But… but please… let this matter end here… we… we cannot afford to offend the Duchess… we should leave… leave Star Luo City…"
Her voice was full of humility and fear. She only wanted to escape with her son, even if it meant continuing to suffer. Facing the wrath of the Duke's household was worse than death to her.
Huo Yuhao looked at his mother's terrified face, then recalled how she had almost been beaten to death moments ago, and all the humiliation they had suffered over the years.
A surge of uncontrollable rage and humiliation instantly overwhelmed him.
Why?
Why, as the same bloodline of the White Tiger Duke, did Dai Huabin and others live in luxury while he and his mother were treated like dirt?
Why was his mother's life so cheap in their eyes?
"No! Mother! We can't just let this go!"
Huo Yuhao suddenly raised his head, eyes burning with fury and determination.
He turned to Lin Yu, his voice low but firm, trembling with hatred:
"Benefactor! My mother is kind, she fears trouble, she only wants peace. But I cannot swallow this! Why do they treat us like this?"
"Just because we are of lower status? Just because they have power? If it weren't for you today… my mother she…"
He choked slightly, fists clenched so tightly his nails dug into his palms:
"I want justice! I want them to pay for what they did today! I want that vicious woman to know we are not ants to be trampled!"
Huo Yun'er looked at her son in shock and fear, trying to stop him:
"Yuhao! Don't… don't say it! We can't win…"
Lin Yu quietly observed the boy.
Huo Yun'er's fear and weakness were expected—years of oppression had formed instinctive submission.
But Huo Yuhao's reaction made a faint glimmer of approval flash in Lin Yu's deep dragon-like eyes.
Daring to love and hate. Not suppressing anger in the face of injustice. Having the courage to resist even when powerless.
This was acceptable.
If he had chosen to swallow it all and flee like his mother, then even if he had so-called "God-King potential," he would not be worthy of becoming his disciple.
A coward who cannot stand for his own family cannot shoulder the burden of a God-King.
Nor can he ever wield the axe of revenge against that hypocritical God Realm.
Lin Yu nodded slightly. The dangerous, playful smile faded, replaced by a cold, condescending approval.
"Good."
His voice calmly cut through Huo Yun'er's plea and Huo Yuhao's trembling breath:
"Since you want justice… then I shall give you justice."
He no longer looked at them. His gaze turned again toward the Duke's mansion, as if piercing through countless walls.
An even more overwhelming and tyrannical pressure began to spread silently from him like a waking ancient beast.
The entire courtyard—and even the nearby streets—fell into absolute stillness. Even the wind stopped.
The two kneeling servants groaned and passed out completely.
"I said before,"
Lin Yu's voice was calm, but carried a majesty that made heaven and earth pale:
"Bring them here. If they refuse… they will bear the consequences."
"This matter of justice… I, Lin Yu, will settle it for you today."
Although Lin Yu was heavily injured, he had recovered a portion of his strength. His physical body was now at the level where even Titled Douluo could barely damage him.
Of course, breaking through his defense was impossible. At most, it would only slightly affect him.
As for attacking him—it was practically impossible. His power had not recovered, and the super divine weapon could not be fully used. At most, he could deal with ordinary Titled Douluo. It was, in truth, quite embarrassing.
Lin Yu stood with hands behind his back, his domineering aura covering the courtyard, waiting for the Duke's response.
Huo Yuhao supported his mother, his eyes burning with unprecedented fire.
At that moment, Lin Yu suddenly had a thought.
"Right… I almost forgot the main thing."
"System, sign in!"
[Ding! Host detected at Star Luo Empire—Star Luo City (outer White Tiger Duke estate). Sign in?]
"Sign in."
[Ding! Sign-in successful!]
[Reward obtained: Breaking-World Dragon Spine Sword]
[Description: A sword containing a trace of annihilating sharpness that can pierce realms and an unyielding dragon soul. Its spine resembles condensed dragon bones, engraved with spatial crack-like dark patterns. Though not a divine weapon, its sharpness can easily tear through mortal defenses and strongly penetrates energy shields. When formed, faint dragon chants can be heard.]
Lin Yu sensed a sword-shaped phantom appear in his mind space—ancient, dark gold, with a dragon-spine-like ridge—radiating an extremely sharp aura.