Cultivation Begins with Daily Intelligence Reports

102: A treasure that increases the yield of spirit fields by 30%Lin Lingkuang slapped his chest forcefully, his spirit soaring: ”Uncle is guarding here! The Family Head is recovering from injuries, and you are Cultivating; these are the most important matters! With me here, not even a fly will be able to fly in and disturb you!”

Lin Jingyu’s gaze swept over the few clansmen behind him, who looked sallow and had cultivation levels no higher than the first or second layer of Qi Refining, and he secretly shook his head in his heart.

With this little combat power, if a ruthless character at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer really showed up, they would all be taken down in a single encounter.

His intention in arranging for these people to patrol was not to really count on them to block a powerful enemy.

First, it was to give the Grand Elder’s side a clear signal: I also have many Lin Family members supporting me on this side; if you continue to act recklessly, the Lin Family will truly be in chaos, and that will certainly affect the alliance with the Liu Family.

It served as a warning.

Second, it was to establish authority by using the method of punishing these low-level Cultivators.

The effect... now it seems quite good.

Those patrolling clansmen, feeling Lin Jingyu’s gaze sweep over, all subconsciously lowered their heads, their eyes darting away, not daring to even breathe loudly, their awe evident in their expressions.

Very good.

Next, it was time to add more fuel to the fire, provide some tangible benefits, and completely grasp the hearts of the people.

The hearts of the people, relying solely on coercion is not enough; there must also be something visible and tangible to look forward to.

”The pig is a small matter, but what about that girl Xi Xi?” Lin Jingyu reminded with a smile: ”You haven’t gone back all night, and with the little tyrant having lost her leash, who knows where she’s riding Ah Da and running wild in someone’s vegetable field! Aren’t you afraid of being blocked at your door and scolded later?”

Mentioning his own lawless little ancestor, the bit of heroic spirit on Lin Lingkuang’s face instantly collapsed, leaving only a forehead full of black lines and embarrassment.

He blamed himself for spoiling her too much, unable to hit or scold her, and having raised a little troublemaker!

Ever since Lin Jingyu gave her that broken whip, which subdued the largest Black Mountain Pig, Ah Da, in the family, this girl has been simply lawless!

Two days ago, she rode Ah Da, charging around recklessly, knocking over several people, and ruined half an acre of newly sprouted Chinese cabbage at Uncle Eleven’s house!

Fortunately, it was just ordinary vegetables for eating; if it had been Spirit Rice, people would have risked their lives over it.

In the end, it was he who had to grab her by the ear and drag her back.

”Uh... this...” Lin Lingkuang’s old face turned red, and he rubbed his hands sheepishly, ”Now that you mention it... Uncle is really a bit worried... When that girl gets mischievous... *cough cough*...”

He looked at Lin Jingyu, then at the still relatively peaceful courtyard behind him, and finally made up his mind.

”Then... then I’ll go back and take a look? Just one look and I’ll be back! Very quickly!” Lin Lingkuang looked back every few steps, ultimately still concerned about his daughter, and hurried home.

Watching Lin Lingkuang’s somewhat hunched back disappear at the end of the alley, the smile on Lin Jingyu’s face slowly faded.

He turned around, his gaze falling once again on the few remaining patrolling clansmen at the entrance.

That gaze was calm, yet carried an invisible pressure, like a cold mountain spring, instantly causing those few people to tense up, not daring to breathe loudly, with cold sweat even seeping from their foreheads.

The air seemed to have frozen.

After a full dozen breaths, just as those few were about to be unable to withstand the pressure and kneel, Lin Jingyu finally spoke, his voice low and carrying a hint of mystery:

”Seeing that you were quite diligent last night and your attitude in admitting your mistakes was also correct... It’s Uncle Lingshan’s intention that I can give you a hint of news in advance...”

He deliberately paused, his sharp gaze scanning the surroundings vigilantly, confirming that no one was eavesdropping, before lowering his voice and speaking in a volume that only these few could hear:

”Do you know why... the Family Head was ambushed by that Devil Cultivator?”