Lifting a bag of goods, Li Lin felt that it seemed to contain salt. Looking back at Li XiaoBai, who was struggling to lift a bag, he asked, "Is it very heavy?"

"Young master, no, young sir, how come you suddenly got so strong? Each bag of salt weighs about 120 jin. You couldn't lift them before," Li XiaoBai said in surprise, watching Li Lin effortlessly carry a bag of salt.

"Is that so? I didn't feel it was heavy," Li Lin was puzzled himself, remembering that he used to be unable to lift it, but now, this bag of salt felt like it only weighed thirty or forty jin on his shoulder and didn't require much effort.

"Your strength has really grown fast," Li XiaoBai said to Li Lin, and then the two followed the group of servants carrying salt to the warehouse.

The warehouse was quite a distance from the back door. Walking along, Li Lin hadn't carefully observed the Li family residence the night before. Now, as he looked around, he realized that the Li family's compound was indeed large. The courtyards were connected, with glimmering glazed tiles. The area where he lived was just the backyard, while the direct members of the Li family resided in the front courtyard area, which looked luxurious and vast from a distance.

At the back door, the elderly servant Uncle Jiang, who had always been quietly sitting by the door, watched Li Lin carry a few bags of salt back and forth, his expression emotionless. However, if one looked closely, they could see a fleeting sharpness in Uncle Jiang's eyes.

Old servant Uncle Jiang had been in the Li family for decades and held a high position among the senior servants. His real name was unknown; everyone just called him Uncle Jiang. Even Steward Zhao had to give him some respect. Usually, Uncle Jiang just guarded the back door and occasionally trimmed the flowers and plants in the backyard. It took more than twenty trips per person for dozens of servants to carry all the thousands of bags of salt to the warehouse, taking up the entire morning. By the time they carried the last bag, everyone was exhausted, except for Li Lin, who still felt energetic, as if the more he moved, the more energy he had.

"Cough..." As Li Lin carried the last bag of salt through the back door, old servant Uncle Jiang slowly stood up and bumped into Li Lin, seemingly hit by him, and suddenly started coughing.

"Uncle Jiang, are you alright?" Li Lin quickly supported Uncle Jiang's hands.

"Young Master Lin, I'm fine," the old servant Uncle Jiang said, steadying himself with Li Lin's help.

"Then I'll go first. Be careful, Uncle Jiang," Li Lin said, feeling Uncle Jiang's hand was warm. When he touched him, a warm current seemed to flow through his body.

Li Lin didn't think much of it and continued towards the warehouse. Li XiaoBai said there was nothing much to do in the afternoon.

"Strange, how can this be? The technique has been activated, yet he still has the Yin-Yang Body," Uncle Jiang muttered to himself, watching Li Lin's retreating figure.

"You can't become a warrior, so why do you want martial techniques?" After lunch, in Li Lin's room, Li XiaoBai looked at Li Lin and asked.

"I want to see if there's a way to get it," Li Lin said.

"I'm just a servant. How could I possibly get martial techniques? However, I do have an external martial technique book left by someone I share a room with. He has gone home for a family visit these days," Li XiaoBai said.

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"Bring it to me, let me have a look. An external martial technique is still a martial technique, after all," Li Lin said.

"Alright, I'll bring it to you later," Li XiaoBai replied.

Li Lin had nothing to do that afternoon. To everyone in the Li family, he was invisible. He wandered around the backyard, but of course, this was only the backyard. He, as the young master of the Li family, couldn't enter the front courtyard area where the direct members of the Li family lived.

In the evening, Li XiaoBai brought a small booklet, which was the external martial technique. His mother also came back, looking tired. Seeing his mother's weary face, Li Lin's heart ached. It seemed she had a hard day. He knew he had to change everything as soon as possible.

After talking with his mother for a while, Li Lin returned to his room and began to flip through the martial arts technique that Li XiaoBai had brought him.

After perusing it, Li Lin couldn't help but feel greatly disappointed. This external martial art technique was just like those two-yuan "Buddha's Palm" books from his previous life, absolutely impossible to cultivate into an unparalleled divine skill. It contained only some simple moves, and was of no use.

"How exactly can I become a martial artist?" Li Lin muttered to himself. To change his fate, he first needed to become a martial artist at the very least.

"How come, you're about to die, and you still want to be a martial artist?" Just then, a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz sounded in Li Lin's ear.

"Who's there...?" Li Lin was startled and looked around his room, but he was the only one there.

"If you don't want to die, come to the firewood shed. Don't alert anyone else," the voice continued in Li Lin's ear, then disappeared.

Li Lin felt this voice was somewhat familiar. Hesitating for a moment, he decided to go to the firewood shed. It concerned his life and death. Regardless of its authenticity, he had to check it out. The person who could speak into his ear undetected must be someone with great abilities.

Taking advantage of the night, Li Lin quietly made his way to the firewood shed, which wasn't far from where he lived. In the dead of night, no one was around. When Li Lin arrived at the firewood shed, he carefully checked his surroundings and saw no one outside.

"Stop looking, come in quickly," the voice said again in Li Lin's ear.

"Who is it, a ghost?" Li Lin mustered his courage and pushed open the door of the firewood shed, then saw a familiar figure in the dim night light: "Uncle Jiang, is it you?"

At this moment, Li Lin looked at the old servant Uncle Jiang, who didn't appear as aged and frail as he had during the day. His eyes were bright, and he radiated an imposing aura, though his face was slightly pale.

"Surprised, aren't you? If it weren't for the fact that I've watched you grow up and you have a kind heart, I wouldn't bother saving you," the old servant Uncle Jiang said, looking at Li Lin.

"Uncle Jiang, what do you mean by saving me? Why do you seem different than before?" Li Lin asked.

"You're on the brink of death, and you don't even know it," the old servant said, looking at Li Lin.

Li Lin, puzzled, looked at himself and said, "No way, I'm fine, Uncle Jiang, stop joking."

Old servant Uncle Jiang chuckled and said, "I'm joking? Five, four, three, two, one..."

As Uncle Jiang counted down, Li Lin was still confused when suddenly, a cold and hot current surged violently within his body, as if they were going to destroy his internal organs.

"Ah..." Just as Li Lin was about to scream, his voice was not yet out when Uncle Jiang incredibly appeared in front of him. With a few taps on Li Lin's chest and abdomen, the two massive currents inside his body quieted down and disappeared.

"I wasn't lying to you, was I?" Uncle Jiang said.

"Uncle Jiang, what's going on? You have to save me," Li Lin said, now convinced that Uncle Jiang was a legendary strongman, seemingly hiding his true capabilities in the Li family. The cold and hot currents in his body must have been caused by the two demonic pills.

"Come with me," Uncle Jiang said, glancing at Li Lin. He then walked to a corner in the firewood shed, pressed somewhere, and suddenly a secret underground chamber appeared beneath the corner.

Uncle Jiang walked into the secret chamber without paying attention to Li Lin's surprised expression. Li Lin, still in shock, also entered the chamber.

With a "swoosh," the door to the secret chamber closed. Inside the chamber, apart from a stone bed, there was nothing else in Li Lin's view.