Chapter 1857: Chapter 1837: Lin Yan Story Part 21_1 Chapter 1857: Chapter 1837: Lin Yan Story Part 21_1 “Master, please don’t be upset.”

Upon hearing of his junior brother’s misfortune, Ji Fengyuan was furious, “I will lead some people down the mountain immediately, kill the tyrant, and avenge my junior brother.”

“No need!”

Ye Zilin stood tall, confidently proclaiming, “We, brothers three, will avenge this blood feud ourselves. We don’t need others to act on our behalf.”

“You child.”

Ji Fengyuan looked surprised, “Your father was also my junior brother. It is my duty as a senior brother to avenge for him.”

Brothers Ye Zilin and Ye Zimo chorused, “We want to slay the enemy with our own hands, to avenge our parents.”

“Enough, Fengyuan.”

True Master Chixia waved his hand, indicating that they should stop arguing, “Let them fulfill their wish and avenge their parents themselves.”

“Thank you, Master!”

The two brothers were overjoyed and simultaneously bowed deeply to their Master.

“Good boys, get up.”

True Master Chixia reached out his hand to help them, “From now on, the Crimson Dawn Sect is your home. I will personally teach you martial arts.”

“Thank you, Master.”

The two brothers were overwhelmed with joy and once again kowtowed to express their gratitude.

“Hahaha, congratulations, Master.”

Ji Fengyuan laughed and joked, “Late in life, you have acquired two excellent grand-disciples.”

“Uncle, you are wrong.”

Ye Zimo chuckled, “It’s not two, but three. Although our younger sister is still young, her talent is in no way inferior to ours, and may even exceed ours.”

“Hehe.”

Ye Ziyan laughed joyously after hearing her brother’s praise, looking extremely cute.

“Hahaha.”

Ji Fengyuan laughed heartily, “Alright, I was wrong. You three little rascals are all excellent. I am looking forward to the day when you will grow up and shine.”

“Hehe.”

True Master Chixia, pleased by what he heard, wiped away his tears with his sleeve, chuckled and stroked his beard.

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Time flies, they had passed their days learning the swordsmanship so quickly in seclusion that ten years swept past in a blink.

“Uncle, please enlighten me.”

At the summit of the towering peak of Crimson Dawn Mountain, Ye Zilin brandished his sword and attacked Ji Fengyuan’s heart.

Quick, fierce, and accurate.

No hesitation, no drag.

“Good move.”

Ji Fengyuan shouted as he evaded the fatal strike and sprang into the air.

Ye Zilin didn’t pause when his strike missed, his wrist flicked, creating an invisible stream of sword qi that seemed to follow Ji Fengyuan closely.

Alerted by this, Ji Fengyuan spun around like a top in mid-air, standing on the tip of his sword, and swiftly retreated.

Ye Zilin propelled himself into the air while pursuing relentlessly.

The two figures darted like the wind at the summit of the towering peak, exchanging more than a hundred moves in an instant.

Two hundred moves later, Ye Zilin’s attacking speed had noticeably accelerated, while Ji Fengyuan’s breath was unsteady, full of openings.

“Stop!”

True Master Chixia shouted, bringing Ye Zimo and Ye Ziyan from another mountain.

“Hahaha, the young sure are formidable.”

Ji Fengyuan withdrew his attack and backed off ten meters.

“Thank you for the honor.”

Ye Zilin withdrew his sword, bowed respectfully to Ji Fengyuan.

“Uncle has lost.”

Ji Fengyuan admitted defeat generously, “You have mastered your craft, you can go down the mountain now.”

Ye Zilin knelt down on one knee, “Thank you, Master, for ten years of guidance.”

“Good boy, get up.”

The True Master Chixia looked at his excellent students with satisfaction, closely advising them, “After you guys leave the mountain, firstly, return to Lin Residence to pay respects to your parents, then head to Capital City to seek vengeance on the tyrant. Remember, contact us if necessary and don’t act hastily.”