"Senior brother," Li Xintong ran to Zhang Mingtao's side.

"Xintong, why are you here? Where's Master? Why are you alone?" Zhang Mingtao was surprised and asked, looking around but not seeing his master.

"It seems that Zhang Mingtao does not know about his master's death," Li Lin thought to himself.

"My father..." Li Xintong was about to speak when Li Lin quickly interrupted, "Let's find a place to stay first."

"Xintong, this is..." Zhang Mingtao asked, puzzled.

"This is my brother," Li Xintong said.

"Brother?" Zhang Mingtao was surprised, as he had never known that their master had a son.

In a room at an inn, Li Lin, Zhang Mingtao, and Li Xintong were all present.

"May I ask, has anything happened in the Flying Spirit Gate recently?" Li Lin inquired of Zhang Mingtao.

"Nothing much, just that the three elders have been looking for Master..."

Zhang Mingtao hadn't finished speaking when his face suddenly changed, his expression becoming blank. Above his head, Li Lin's claw imprint pressed down, performing a soul-searching technique to probe his mind.

After a moment, Li Lin released Zhang Mingtao, his brow slightly furrowed. Previously, the person subjected to the soul-searching technique would undoubtedly die, but now Li Lin had become adept at it, not taking lives, although it still caused some damage to the soul.

"What's the matter, what happened..." Zhang Mingtao's face was pale, and it took him a moment to regain his senses. He had only seen a blur before losing consciousness.

"It's nothing. What are the three elders of the Flying Spirit Gate looking for your master for?" Li Lin asked deliberately. He already knew everything from Zhang Mingtao's mind and confirmed that Zhang Mingtao had no relation to the person who killed Li Xintong's father, nor did he know anything about it.

From his mind, Li Lin also learned other matters. No one in the Flying Spirit Gate knew yet about the death of the sect leader, at least not the ordinary disciples. It seemed that someone was working behind the scenes, otherwise the two disciples of Elder Huang wouldn't have needed to hide their faces.

"Master has been missing in the Wudu Mountain Range for five months. The three elders are probably worried that something happened to him and asked me to investigate," Zhang Mingtao said.

Li Lin sighed slightly. From Zhang Mingtao's mind, he understood that being the leader of the Flying Spirit Gate was tough. The sect didn't have many sources of income but had large expenses, so the leader had to personally go to the Wudu Mountain Range to mine gold to support the disciples.

This was the first time Li Lin had seen a sect so poor, a real eye-opener.

"Senior brother, my father is dead, and Granny Lan is dead too," Li Xintong said with tears in her eyes.

"What, Master is dead..." Zhang Mingtao's eyes widened, his face turning deathly pale. He had injuries, and the shock made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Tell me quickly, how did Master die?" Zhang Mingtao asked urgently.

Li Xintong then told him the rough details of what had happened, up to being saved by Li Lin and then leaving the Wudu Mountain Range.

"Master..." Zhang Mingtao mourned, tears flowing from his eyes.

"Death is irreversible; mourn and accept it," Li Lin said.

"It must be Elder Huang. He killed Master. He wanted to be the sect leader. He has always wanted to be the leader of the Flying Spirit Gate. I must avenge the sect leader," Zhang Mingtao said, his eyes filled with rage.

Li Lin looked at Zhang Mingtao and thought to himself that Zhang Mingtao wasn't foolish. After knowing that the assassins of Li Xintong were disciples of Elder Huang, he had deduced some things. He said, "How can you seek revenge? Is your strength enough?"

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Zhang Mingtao was stunned, aware that his strength was naturally not comparable to that of Elder Huang in the sect. He then said, "I will inform the other two elders. They will definitely take action against Elder Huang."

"What if all three elders are in league and have planned to kill your master? By exposing them, aren't you just courting death?" Li Lin said lightly. From Zhang Mingtao's mind, Li Lin knew that Li Xintong's father, Li Qing, was the most powerful in the Flying Spirit Gate, with the strength of a third-level Wu Po. All three elders were at the second level of Wu Po. In a one-on-one fight, not even Elder Huang could match Li Qing. To kill Li Qing, they would have to join forces.

"This..." Zhang Mingtao was stunned again, unable to speak. If the three elders were in alliance, then revealing everything would be suicidal. He wasn't foolish and understood the consequences.

"It can't be. Elder Zheng and Master had a good relationship. He would never kill Master. But Elder Zhou and Elder Huang..." Zhang Mingtao couldn't come to a conclusion, his mind in chaos.

"Senior brother, are you saying Elder Huang killed my father?" Li Xintong asked Zhang Mingtao. At ten years old, she couldn't connect the dots to other possibilities.

"Yes, it's likely Elder Huang killed Master," Zhang Mingtao gritted his teeth. "I must avenge Master. I must."

Li Lin looked at Zhang Mingtao and thought that he was respectful and valued his master. He said, "Your strength is not enough. If you want revenge, I advise you to wait until your strength is sufficient after returning to the Flying Spirit Gate. Otherwise, you're just going to your death."

"Sir, your strength must be very strong. I beg you, please help me avenge him. I, Zhang Mingtao, will give my life to you and will do anything in return," Zhang Mingtao immediately said to Li Lin.

"Forget it, my strength is still lacking," Li Lin directly refused. This matter had nothing to do with him, and it was better not to get involved.

"Brother, I beg you, please help Xintong avenge her father," Li Xintong pleaded, tugging at Li Lin's arm, her eyes full of earnestness.

"Xintong, brother's strength really isn't enough..." Li Lin sighed lightly. His strength truly wasn't sufficient; the three elders of the Flying Spirit Gate were second-level Wu Po, and he wasn't at that level.

"Sir, you have obtained the sect leader's seal of the Flying Spirit Gate. According to our sect's rules, you are now the sect leader of the Flying Spirit Gate. As the sect leader, you can deal with him," Zhang Mingtao said.

"Do you think that's possible? If the sect leader tells him to die, will he go and die?" Li Lin said lightly. He had the Flying Spirit Gate's sect leader seal, true, but he feared that if he showed up with it, it might be snatched away. Then, if they turned the tables on him, he would be in trouble.

"This..." Zhang Mingtao was at a loss for words, stunned and helpless.

"Brother, you must have a way. Please, help Xintong avenge her father. I'm begging you," Li Xintong cried.

"Xintong, don't cry. Brother will think of a way. Don't cry," Li Lin said, holding Li Xintong. Although they had only been together for a few days, Li Lin already considered Li Xintong as his own sister and couldn't bear to see her suffer.

"You promised, brother. You can't go back on your word. You said you would find a way to help Xintong avenge her father," Li Xintong said, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Li Lin.

"This... okay then!" Li Lin gave a bitter smile, having said it casually just to stop Li Xintong from crying, not expecting her to take it seriously.

"Thank you so much, sir," Zhang Mingtao said gratefully.

"To seek revenge, first you need to know whether it was indeed Elder Huang who killed your master, and if anyone else was involved. So, from now on, you must listen to everything I say," Li Lin told Zhang Mingtao.

"No problem, I'll do whatever you say," Zhang Mingtao said, patting his chest.

Flying Spirit Mountain, in the entire ancient domain, was a place little known by many. Its existence was obscure, but near the Wudu Mountain Range in the ancient domain, it was somewhat famous. This was mainly because Flying Spirit Mountain had beautiful scenery and a small, almost forgotten sect, which had made the place memorable to some.

Flying Spirit Mountain wasn't just one mountain, but a small range of mountains, with the main peak being known as Flying Spirit Mountain.

Surrounded by water on three sides, the island was lush with green trees, appearing verdant and lush. The water flowed down from upstream, forming a spectacular view, with a large, wide stone beach surrounding it.

Viewed from above, the Flying Spirit Mountain range was vast and majestic, with an impressive and expansive area.

It was now noon, with the blinding sun shining on the jade-like water. Occasionally, a gentle spring breeze would blow over the water, causing it to shimmer with fine, fish-scale-like silver light. From time to time, a few falling leaves would drift from the clear sky and land on the water, quickly carried away by the waves.

Three figures appeared within the territory of Flying Spirit Mountain – two men and a girl, two adults and a child, Li Lin, Zhang Mingtao, and Li Xintong.

After careful consideration, Li Lin decided to return to Flying Spirit Mountain. Despite the risks, he had thought it through. The three elders of Flying Spirit Mountain were only at the second level of Wu Po, and in case of danger, he had the little dragon with him, so he wouldn't be completely defenseless.

Having promised to avenge Li Xintong, Li Lin also wanted to find out who killed Li Qing. Secondly, he didn't have a way to go to Wudu City for the time being. There was only one mercenary group going to Wudu City, which had left a few days ago, and a round trip would take more than four months. He needed to find a place to stay during these four months.