"It's the Sect Leader, I'll do it right away," Hu NanSheng responded.

"Sect Leader, how should we handle the situation with HuaMen Town?" Zhou YuHou asked.

"Which of the medicinal herb shops in HuaMu Town is leading, and how strong is their influence?" Li Lin inquired.

Zhou YuHou replied, "In HuaMen Town, it seems that all shops are following JuBaoMen this time. JuBaoMen has been in HuaMen Town for many years, and the shop owner is quite strong, possessing the strength of a double-layered Martial Spirit. There is also a four-layered Spirit Master in their ranks, along with numerous martial artists of various levels, making their overall power not weak."

"JuBaoMen." A chill flashed through Li Lin's eyes. He had been planning to deal with JuBaoMen recently, and unexpectedly, they had come to him.

"Elder Zhou, I will personally go to HuaMen Town early tomorrow morning. You bring two hundred of our strongest disciples to accompany me, along with five elders. Elder Dong can stay and guard Flying Spirit Gate," Li Lin hesitated before saying.

"Do you want me to go as well?" Poison Commander Dong WuMing frowned.

"Elder Dong, it's better for you to stay at Flying Spirit Gate. Some people might already be hoping for you to show up. Moreover, Elder Zhou, Elder Zheng, and I are enough to handle the situation in HuaMen Town," Li Lin's eyes showed a hint of coldness mixed with a trace of mockery, murmuring, "Since someone wants to play, then I'll gladly join them."

Leaving the grand hall, Li Lin and Poison Commander Dong WuMing returned to their residence.

"Brother, you're back. XinTong missed you," the lovely Li XinTong immediately came to Li Lin's side.

"Reached the fourth level of Spirit Adept?" Seeing Li XinTong, Li Lin almost collapsed. In just over two months, Li XinTong had advanced from a first-level Spirit Adept to a fourth-level, a total increase of three levels.

"Surprised, kid? XinTong's innate poison body is even stronger than I imagined, and her cultivation speed is astonishing. I see no issue with XinTong breaking through to Spirit Soul within five years," Poison Commander Dong WuMing proudly smiled, cherishing his precious disciple.

"Five years to Spirit Soul." Li Lin was immediately astonished. Five years later, XinTong would be only fifteen years old. A fifteen-year-old with a Spirit Soul cultivation level, such talent would surely shock everyone.

"Master said, I will definitely become as strong as brother in the future," Li XinTong happily gazed at Li Lin, her young heart always believing her brother to be the strongest.

"Of course, XinTong will definitely become very strong in the future. Then, no one will dare to bully XinTong," Li Lin said with a smile.

A moment later, in Li Lin's room, Poison Commander Dong WuMing took a seat.

"Kid, are you really confident in handling all of this?" Poison Commander Dong WuMing asked Li Lin.

"There shouldn't be a problem. They want to play, so I'll just play along," Li Lin said lightly.

"Are you sure that it's the Ghost Martial Sect pulling the strings behind this?" Poison Commander Dong WuMing inquired.

"Almost certain. JiuHua Sect plans to intervene in Tuan Mountain Town, and the Ghost Martial Sect is unusually silent. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't dare to speculate it's the Ghost Martial Sect," Li Lin said.

"The Ghost Martial Sect is really careful," Poison Commander Dong WuMing laughed.

"Elder Dong, if you were the Ghost Martial Sect, knowing that there's an unknown Spirit Master strongman in Flying Spirit Gate, you'd also be unable to sleep peacefully," Li Lin said with a slight smile.

"So, what's your plan?" Poison Commander Dong WuMing asked with a wry smile.

"Kill one to warn a hundred," a killing intent flashed in Li Lin's eyes.

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"Aren't you afraid of provoking the Ghost Martial Sect?" Poison Commander Dong WuMing asked lightly.

"As long as Elder Dong is here, the Ghost Martial Sect wouldn't dare to easily act against Flying Spirit Gate, unless it's absolutely necessary," Li Lin spoke lightly.

"I'm afraid Flying Spirit Gate won't have that chance. With the Ghost Martial Sect targeting Flying Spirit Gate, it will be difficult for Flying Spirit Gate to grow," Poison Commander Dong WuMing said.

"In this world, there are always ways if one is determined," Li Lin said enigmatically.

"I believe in you, kid. You haven't suffered a loss in what you do, and you're not one to take a loss without retaliation. However, whatever you do, be careful," Poison Commander Dong WuMing earnestly told Li Lin.

"I will," Li Lin nodded in response, appreciating the genuine concern from Elder Dong, a real show of care.

The next morning, in Flying Spirit Gate, two hundred warhorses neighed proudly, fully equipped and ready to head to HuaMen Town. These horses were also confiscated from the LuoSha Sect in the past.

"Greetings, Sect Leader."

When Li Lin appeared, the two hundred strongest disciples of Flying Spirit Gate were already prepared to depart, including Fang XinQi, Zhang MingTao, Huang BoRan, and others.

Knowing they were going to HuaMen Town with the Sect Leader again, everyone was excited.

"Let's go." Li Lin commanded, allowing the TianChi Snow Lion to follow in the air while he himself rode a horse. Little Dragon also proudly followed by Li Lin's side, as a cavalry rushed forward, kicking up dust, speeding towards HuaMen Town.

With two hundred people marching in a grand procession, they attracted quite a bit of activity along the way.

Riding and whipping their horses, by the time they arrived at HuaMen Town, it was nearly noon. The imposing sound had already gathered many people at the town entrance to watch the excitement.

"Go..."

Li Lin whipped his horse and led the way directly to JuBaoMen. He was familiar with JuBaoMen, having visited once before. This time, he intended to settle both new and old scores.

"Sect Leader, this is JuBaoMen." Two hundred people stood imposingly in front of JuBaoMen, blocking the street and causing many bystanders to retreat in panic. Inside JuBaoMen, customers who were buying goods, seeing the menacing approach of Flying Spirit Gate's members, also panicked and pushed out of JuBaoMen, not daring to stay any longer.

"What's happening, what's this about, who is causing trouble at my JuBaoMen?" A loud shout came from inside JuBaoMen, as the situation outside had already prompted someone to report back inside.

"Come down," Li Lin said to the elders beside him. Dismounting, his expression cold, he fixed his gaze on a group of about thirty people coming out of JuBaoMen. Leading them was a white-robed man, around forty years old, slightly overweight, with a cold glare in his eyes.

Beside this white-robed man was a young man in his late twenties, dressed in fine robes, his long hair tied up, exuding the aura of a Spirit Practitioner. Li Lin raised an eyebrow; this person must be the four-layered Spirit Master from JuBaoMen.

A four-layered Spirit Master in a small town was indeed a rare entity, holding significant status even in larger sects.

Among them was also an elderly man in his fifties, whom Li Lin naturally remembered as the manager who had served him last time he shopped at JuBaoMen, with only the strength of a single-layered Martial Master.

Aside from these three, among the thirty or so people, Li Lin noticed six Martial Masters; the rest were Martial Fighters and Martial Apprentices in terms of strength.

Overall, the strength of JuBaoMen was average. However, Li Lin began to doubt at that moment. JuBaoMen was the largest medicinal herb shop in HuaMen Town. Although the shop owner had the strength of a double-layered Martial Spirit, considering JuBaoMen's value in the chaotic ancient domain could be at least over five million gold coins, it was surprising that a double-layered Martial Spirit could secure it.

"Could it be that JuBaoMen has a backing power..." Li Lin thought to himself.

"Oh, I wondered who it was. It turns out to be the elders of Flying Spirit Gate. Why have you all come? Please, come inside." During Li Lin's observation, the white-robed man from JuBaoMen had already come forward, his face twitching subtly upon seeing Zhou YuHou, Hu NanSheng, and others.

"Qi PangZi, this is our Sect Leader of Flying Spirit Gate, who has come especially for you," Hu NanSheng told the white-robed man.

"So, it's Sect Leader Li in person. I've long heard of Sect Leader Li's youthful achievements and have always wanted to visit in person but was hindered by mundane affairs. Please forgive me," the white-robed man had been secretly sizing up Li Lin. Upon hearing Hu NanSheng's introduction, he immediately greeted him warmly, as if greeting an old friend not seen for many years.

"Do you remember me?" Li Lin simply glanced at Qi PangZi without any acknowledgment, making Qi PangZi extremely awkward. Then, Li Lin directly approached the fifty-year-old manager.

"You are..." The elderly manager had been watching Li Lin closely. A young man who had purchased goods worth a hundred thousand gold coins from him, and the people he had sent after him were unaccounted for, left a deep impression on him. He immediately recognized Li Lin, his expression turning to surprise. He had thought those sent after the young man had fled with his possessions, but now it seemed they had met with misfortune.

"Remember now? I bought some things from you, yet you sent people to assassinate me. JuBaoMen's business seems to be all profit, no loss," Li Lin said softly, then his expression turned cold, a faint chill focusing on the manager.

"Chichi..."

Little Dragon, sensing the chill from Li Lin, also hissed and stared intently at the old man.

"No, Sect Leader Li must be misunderstanding..."

"Ch!" Before the manager could finish, his facial features suddenly stiffened, struggling to slowly lower his head, only to see five finger marks piercing through his chest, revealing five finger holes.