speed.This is the biggest difference between a puppet and a human.At the same time, due to the limitations of its physical structure, the puppet's offensive capabilities are also very limited.For exa...“My master has only seen you.” The male monk said again, “The other two stop here.”

Mu Qingran and Wu Chou immediately stopped.

Fang Yu glanced at the male cultivator, then walked into the grass hut.

The space in the hut was fairly large.

Many pill furnaces were placed on the floor of the hall, and the smell of medicine came from them.

And through the hall, into the inner room, one could see a wooden bed.

On the bed, lay a withered and aged man, his flesh pale and emaciated.

It could be said that Fang Yu had never seen anyone so old.

The old man was barely breathing, his body radiating the smell of death; he wouldn't live much longer.

Fang Yu walked to the elder's side and squatted down by the bed.

"Ahem, your name is... Fang Yu" The old man strained his neck to turn his head and looked at Fang Yu with his cloudy eyes, asking.

"Do you know me" Fang Yu asked.

"Have you ever met... Lin Batian" The old man's words came out with difficulty, each sentence requiring a heavy gasp.

"Hearing his question, Fang Yu immediately replied, 'I know him. He and I both came from the lower-dimensional Earth...'"

A glimmer shone in the old man's cloudy eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to have suddenly gained strength, with a hint of color returning to his face.

"Finally, I see you, Fang... Uncle." The old man smiled slightly and said.

At the sound of this name, Fang Yu's eyes changed.

He looked at the old man and asked, "What's your name"

"Lin Batian is my father, I am... Lin Xinyu." the elder replied.

Lin Xunyu!

Fang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

He had never imagined that the old man before him would be Lin Xumyu!

This is the offspring Lin Batian left behind before he ascended to immortality on Earth!

Fang Yu knew Lin Xinyu many years later.

He originally thought Lin Xiumu had already passed away on Earth... He never expected that Lin Xiumu would have successfully ascended to the upper plane and arrived at Datianchen Star!

"Xun Yu…" Fang Yu looked at the incredibly aged old man in front of him, momentarily at a loss for words.

Lin Xunyu on the bed looked at Fang Yu, her murky eyes glistening with moisture.

At this moment, he seemed to recall many things.

"My father told me before he left that you would come here one day, and to wait for you," Lin Xinyin said.

“Is there anything you want to tell me” Fang Yu asked.

“My father asked me to tell you…the Ha Hua Men, it was built for you.” Lin Xunyu gasped for breath, “He said that when I see you, no matter what the Ha Hua Men looks like, I have to hand it over to you…I protected the Ha Hua Men, but…” *cough cough!*

As he spoke, Lin Xinyin suddenly started coughing violently, his body trembling violently, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Fang Yu immediately reached out to help Lin Xinyu, and used his divine sense and true qi to probe his condition.

When they explored Lin Xiuming's condition, Fang Yu's face changed slightly.

Meridians, dantian, and even flesh and blood… are all in a terribly dire state.

The meridians were shattered, flesh withered, and his body bore numerous old wounds. There was not a trace of spiritual energy flowing within him.

Most importantly...due to the depletion of their lifespan, the entire body has lost its vitality.

Such a body, there's no possibility of repair.

Fang Yu looked at Lin Xiumu, unable to imagine the severity of his injuries in the past.

"Chen Ye... bring me my box..." Lin Xunyu panted, speaking.

"Yes!" At that moment, Chen Ye, who was standing at the door of the thatched hut, immediately stepped inside and crouched down. He rummaged under the bed for a while and took out a wooden box.

Chen Ye held the wooden box and looked back at Lin Xunyu on the bed, his eyes filled with tears, his body trembling slightly.

"Uncle Fang... This is what my father asked me to give you." Lin Xunyu said.

Fang Yu turned and took the wooden box from Chen Ye.

Upon opening the wooden box, Fang Yu saw a secret manual and a wooden token inside.

Fang Yu picked up the secret scroll. On the ancient cover of the scroll, there were four large characters written by hand.

The Secret Art of Overlord.

Fang Yu flipped it over, inside was a record of various spells created by Lin Batian himself.

With the secrets book closed, Fang Yu took out the token again.

The two characters were engraved on the token.

Master.

This is the Token of Leadership.

“Father’s departure was sudden, he didn’t have time to leave you a handwritten letter…” Lin Xunyu said, “But he said that as long as these things are handed over to you, you will naturally understand his meaning.”

Fang Yu looked at the headmaster's decree and the secret manual, without speaking.

"Pfft..."

At this time, Lin Xunyu spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Master!" Chen Ye's face changed drastically, and he ran forward.

Fang Yu immediately squatted down, wanting to forcefully infuse Lin Xiumu with true qi and maintain his bodily functions.

However, Lin Xiumu's shattered body couldn't even withstand the entry of true qi.

"Fang Shu... My time has come, I should have died long ago. To see you, I finally fulfilled one promise to my father." Lin Xunyu sighed, his eyes filled with sadness.

"With your talent, you shouldn't have only this much lifespan. Who injured you so badly" Fang Yu asked with cold eyes.

Lin Xunyu shook her head, raising her hands with difficulty and tremblingly pressing them onto Fang Yu's hands.

"Uncle Fang, I have only one hope... please make sure the Yuhuamen... returns to its former glory." Lin Xinyu's breathing became rapid. Even though he was old and frail, his eyes still burned with anger and hatred as he said, "It's my incompetence that failed to protect the glory of the Yuhuamen... but you can do it, please must... restore our Yuhuamen's honor!"

Fāng Yǔ took a deep breath, looked at Lín Xún Yǔ, and replied, "I'll do it."

After receiving Fang Yu's affirmative reply, Lin Xinyu let out a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders, her body relaxing.

He stared straight at the ceiling, his eyes beginning to glaze over.

"Father, I saw Uncle Fang. We...will we still have a chance to meet"

Lin Xun's last memory returned to the moment he ascended to the Great Tianchen Star and found his father.

Back then, the Yuhuamen was at its peak, everything was wonderful, without the tragedies that came later.

Thus, in reminiscence, having spent most of his life following in his father's footsteps and stubbornly enduring until the last breath, waiting for Fang Yu's arrival, Lin Xunyu passed away peacefully with a faint smile.

The past thousand years had been excruciating for him, but in the end, he finally forgave himself, releasing the anger and resentment that had festered in his chest for so long.

He believed that Fang Yu, deeply trusted by his father, could surely accomplish what he couldn't.

The Gate of Feather Transformation... will ultimately regain its former glory.

Those who adhere to the Yuhuamen will never sacrifice in vain.

"Master..."

The last disciple of the Yu Hua Sect in name, Chen Ye, knelt down before the bed and kowtowed repeatedly, tears streaming down his face.

A desolate island, a dilapidated sect, and in a solitary thatched hut, only this master-disciple duo remained.

Now that the aged master has passed away, only the disciple remains.

How poignant a picture this is!

Fang Yu stood aside and gently closed Lin Xinyu's eyes with her hand.

He still couldn't quite accept that the old man before him was Lin Badatian's son.

The name Lin Xunyu, bestowed by Lin Ba's talent, held a deeper meaning.

Lin Xunyu, in the end, still found Fang Yu.

Originally, Fang Yu and Lin Xiumu should have had more interactions.

However, their first and only meeting was also their last.

This is a great pity.

Until the very end, Lin Xunyu remained filled with self-blame for the decline of Yuhua Men.

The anger and hatred in his eyes made Fang Yu's heartstrings vibrate slightly.

Having been entrusted with high expectations by his elders and inheriting a prosperous sect, he ultimately brought about its ruin.

Such feelings, Fang Yu empathized with.

Lin Batian wanted to pass the Yuhua Gate to Fang Yu, perhaps to allow Fang Yu to fill the regret of Tiandao Gate in the past, or perhaps a beautiful wish.

But Lin Xunyu's final request stemmed entirely from the anger and unwillingness in his heart, as well as a deep sense of guilt.

This is exactly the same mindset as Fang Yu had back then.

With such a mindset, clinging to a faint hope, I waited steadfastly for Fang Yu's arrival with my broken body.

How much faith it takes.

“You did well enough, Xiumu. Now, rest up.” Fang Yu stood by the bed, his eyes cold, and said, “I guarantee that I will not only restore Yuhua Sect to its former glory...but also find each one of those sects and make them pay tenfold for what they did to Yuhua Sect!” recently, these elders in charge of recruiting disciples seem to have gone mad. As long as the benefits are enough, they dare to take in even an ordinary person with no spiritual roots!Four consecuti...