Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Sitting atop the Purple Gold Eagle, Lin Tianming looked quite fatigued; glancing at the familiar mountain gate, he silently let out a sigh of relief.

For half a month, he had been traveling alone, his Divine Sense greatly drained. Without Lin Shilu to take turns on watch, he didn't dare to let the Purple Gold Eagle fly at full speed without reservations, fearing any sudden troubles that might arise.

Fortunately, the journey went relatively smoothly, although it was slower compared to the trip there, but he had successfully reached Golden Horn Mountain.

Upon reaching the vicinity of Golden Horn Mountain, this area was part of the Luoyun Mountain Range territory, mostly controlled by the Lin Family; it was considered safe.

The Purple Gold Eagle landed at the entrance of Golden Horn Mountain, and Lin Tianming jumped down from its back.

Lin Xingyou, who was responsible for patrolling Golden Horn Mountain, was quite surprised to see him since they had left Golden Horn Mountain only four months ago, and it was unusual for him to return so quickly.

However, seeing Lin Tianming looking normal, as if nothing significant had happened, Lin Xingyou didn't ask any further.

After a brief chat, Lin Tianming directly inquired about his father.

Lin Xingyou chuckled and then said,

"Tianming, your father has been in closed-door cultivation all this time. You've had a tiring journey, so you might as well rest for the night. I'll send a message to him. If there's nothing urgent, we can talk tomorrow!"

Lin Tianming nodded; now that he had arrived at Golden Horn Mountain, he was not far from the clan estate, out of the danger zone, and there was no need to hurry. He was indeed tired, so resting for the night seemed reasonable.

"Then I will take Uncle's advice and rest for today!" Lin Tianming replied.

Afterwards, Lin Xingyou led Lin Tianming towards the depths of Golden Horn Mountain, quickly arriving at the cave dwelling where Lin Xingrong was in secluded cultivation.

Lin Xingyou cast a Law Decree, opening Lin Xingrong's cave dwelling, then said to Lin Tianming,

"Tianming, go inside by yourself. I still have duties to attend to, so I won't stay long!"

"Uncle, you go ahead with your tasks, we'll meet again another day!" Lin Tianming gestured his thanks and said goodbye.

After seeing Lin Xingyou off, Lin Tianming entered his father's cave dwelling.

Upon entering the room, he went straight to sleep, releasing the tension he had been holding, and quickly fell into a deep slumber.

The next morning...

Lin Tianming opened his eyes, and after a night's sleep, the fatigue from the past half month vanished without a trace.

He stretched leisurely and then got up and left the room, entering the small courtyard.

His father had already come out of seclusion and was sitting in the courtyard drinking Spiritual Tea, seemingly waiting for him.

Lin Tianming immediately approached and bowed deeply, "Father, your son pays his respects!"

Lin Xingrong smiled and motioned with his hand, "Sit down, was your journey smooth?"

Lin Tianming sat across from Lin Xingrong, and after pouring a cup of Spiritual Tea for his father, he said,

"To reply to father, the journey was quite smooth!"

"Hmm... family protocol is to return to clan lands once a year, and it hasn't even been half a year yet, did something happen?" Lin Xingrong asked, puzzled.

Lin Tianming had anticipated this question and had nothing to conceal, especially from his father, who was one of the high-ranking members of the Lin Family and entitled to know the most classified information.

Lin Tianming took a sip of the Spiritual Tea and then began recounting the events of the past few months.

Hearing of the bustling business at Luoyun Pavilion, Lin Xingrong became excited, and upon learning that Lin Shilu had nearly perished in the swamp, his face darkened with anxiety, he asked,

"How is your Fifteenth Grandfather now?"

"Father, Fifteenth Grandfather has already recovered a great deal, but he won't be able to fully recuperate in a short time; to completely recover, he will need at least a few months of dedicated cultivation!"

Lin Tianming hastened to explain, putting Lin Xingrong at ease at last.

After talking for nearly half an hour, Lin Xingrong finally understood the course of events and the reason for the rushed return.

With the trip to Qianchuan Market, Lin Tianming made another contribution, bringing back a plethora of treasures for the family with Lin Shilu, and making the business of Luoyun Pavilion so successful.

As a father, his face beamed with pride seeing his son work hard and bring honor to the family.

With that, Lin Xingrong became exhilarated.

"This is a matter of great importance. Tomorrow, I shall return to Green Bamboo Mountain with you, especially since it's been a long time since I last went back!" Lin Xingrong said.

"Good, we'll set off tomorrow morning!"

Lin Tianming finished speaking and then took out the nine silver needles he had prepared and handed them to Lin Xingrong, saying,

"Father, this set of silver needle Magic Artifacts is part of my share. You are safeguarding our territory, and with this treasure, I am sure you will be safer."

Seeing that Lin Tianming was gifting him a Magic Artifact, Lin Xingrong felt touched but also somewhat embarrassed.

As a father, he hadn't been able to help Lin Tianming much in recent years. Now, he often had to rely on his son's accomplishments.

Despite coveting the Magic Artifact, he waved his hands and refused, saying,

"I have a Magic Artifact which I got from the Jin Family. The clan has allocated it to me. Although it is only Second Order Low Quality, it is enough for now. You should keep this set for yourself!"

Seeing that Lin Xingrong refused to accept it, Lin Tianming knew his father was too proud to accept it. However, for the sake of his safety, he still wanted to persuade him further.

After a moment of silence, an idea suddenly struck Lin Tianming, and he said with a bright smile,

"Father, I've obtained two Magic Artifacts. The other one, the Thousand Beast Banner, is even more powerful than this set of silver needles. Plus, Fifteenth Grandfather custom-made a Second Order Medium Quality Tiangang Sword for me, so I truly don't need this one!"

"If you don't take it, I'll gift it to Grandfather!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xingrong's face flushed with color, and he grabbed the nine silver needles before saying in a pretentiously old-fashioned manner,

"Never mind, never mind, the old man has been living in the clan's land; he doesn't need such a fine Magic Artifact!"

Seeing his strategy work, Lin Tianming's face blossomed with joy.

He found his father very interesting: clearly caring about him a lot yet always coming across as remote and stern. However, with his grandfather, he could live off of his resources, never feeling that it was too much or feeling embarrassed.

Seeing Lin Tianming's mischievous grin, Lin Xingrong chided him tersely, "You little rascal, what are you laughing at?"

"Uh... nothing... nothing..." Lin Tianming quickly changed his expression, regaining his composure.

"Hmph..."

Lin Xingrong, holding the nine silver needles about a foot in length, examined them affectionately.

Next to him, Lin Tianming, seeing his father's fondness for the Magic Artifact, in high spirits, then suggested,

"Father, this set of silver needle Magic Artifacts hasn't been named yet. Why don't you name it?"

No sooner had he spoken than Lin Xingrong fell into thought. After a few moments, he seemed to have an idea.

"This Magic Artifact is used for sneak attacks, extremely stealthy. When activated, it's without a shadow or a trace. How about calling it Shadowless Needle?"

Remembering how Gu Tong had ambushed them, he hadn't reacted at all. If it weren't for Lin Shilu's powerful Divine Sense detecting something amiss a step ahead and pushing him away at the critical moment, he certainly would have lost his life.

Thinking of this, Lin Tianming nodded and said, "Shadowless Needle... truly without shadow or trace!"

"Haha... Then it's settled!"

"It's called Shadowless Needle!" Lin Xingrong said excitedly.
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With the name of the Magic Artifact decided upon, Lin Tianming and his son exchanged a smile and then began to chat over tea.

The father and son enjoyed their conversation immensely, their relationship drawing closer. It was rare for the two of them to sit down together like this, but as their encounters increased, their bond seemed to grow tighter.

Now they could even share jokes, which would have been impossible in the past.

After chatting for half an hour, Lin Xingrong finally got up, ready to leave.

After all, he was to return to Green Bamboo Mountain with Lin Tianming, so the affairs here had to be properly arranged.

"Father, this Qiuxing Fruit works wonders. Give it a try!"

Lin Tianming called out to Xingrong, who, with a single wave of his hand, caught two Qiuxing Fruits in his hand.

Lin Xingrong didn't stand on ceremony and put the Qiuxing Fruits into his storage bag, giving a smile before turning to leave.

Lin Tianming chuckled, watching his father leave the cave. Afterward, he returned to the training room.

The next morning...

As the daylight dawned with the morning glow piercing through the clouds, and the warm sunlight shone upon the land, the leaves of the Golden Flower Trees swayed in the breeze.

Within the peaceful Golden Horn Mountain, Lin Tianming and his son left the mountain gate quietly, slipping away unnoticed.

Sitting astride the Purple Gold Eagle, they flew into the clouds, turning into a fading shadow heading south towards Green Bamboo Mountain.