Super Martial God

Wild geese perched on willow shoots and the moon was reflected in the blue lake.

The weather was a bit cool and there was a haze like smoke on the lake. There seemed to be a shadow dancing like a leaf in it.

This was a teenager.

He was only about 14 years old, with clear facial features and thick eyebrows. His thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, looking a little cold.

His appearance was not very beautiful, but what really attracted people was his eyes. His eyes looked calm at first glance, but if you looked deeper, you could find extraordinary persistence and firmness.

At this time, he was naked and his waist and crotch were in one. His palms were constantly waving and his spiritual strength was pounding the lake unceasingly as it gushed out.

What he was practicing was the inferior martial skill----" Pace-through Fist".

Martial skills could be divided into inferior skills, medium skills and superior skills. Although the "Pace-through Fist" belonged to inferior skills, it was inherited in the Lin Clan and was the most suitable for consolidating the foundation.

"Strength!"

"Strength!"

The teenager's eyes showed a faint look of madness. Even his fists were worn out and the lake was stained with blood, he seemed to be unable to see it.

However, no matter how hard he had tried, his spiritual strength did not increase at all. His body was like a sea.

"Damn, why still can't I achieve a breakthrough!"

No one knew exactly how many punches he had hit. At this point, his face was pale and his body faltered.

This was a phenomenon that his spiritual strength had been overdrawn. In the end, he could only suppress his inner pain and angrily smashed his fist on the lake.

"Didn't the ancients say that God helps those who help themselves? But why am I still a second level martial disciple even though I have worked so hard and never dared to slacken off?"

"If it wasn't for my poor cultivation base, how could I be arbitrarily oppressed by others?"

"If it wasn't for my poor cultivation base, how could I drag down Xiaowan?"

"If it wasn't for my poor cultivation base, how could the examiners of Lingfeng College assume that I poisoned him without verification?"

The strong unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

The teenager, Lin Mu, was a former young master of the Lin Clan, which was one of the five great clans in Xichuan City. He was the only son of Lin Nan, a former head of the Lin Clan.

The word "former" was added because Lin Nan had disappeared inexplicably three years ago. As a result, his position had plummeted since then.

According to the general principle, he had the Lin Clan's own blood after all. Even if his father was missing, he should not be treated like this.

But the fact that such a thing happened to him made everyone who knew the facts take it for granted.

The reason was quite simple.

When Lin Mu was only five years old, he took part in the martial arts qualification test of the clan and his qualification was of the red level.

All living beings were humble, and only those with spiritual martial arts were noble.

In the Spiritual Martial Continent, the innate qualification of a martial fighter was determined by the strength of the martial meridians. Therefore, there was a saying that there were seven colors of martial meridians.

The seven colors were red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, and purple. The more powerful the martial meridians were, the more effective they were in absorbing spiritual qi, and vice versa.

While Lin Mu's martial meridians belonged to the lowest level of the red level martial meridians and the red level was also the lowest level of all martial meridians.

With this kind of qualification, his cultivation speed was extremely slow. In the eyes of others, he was destined not to become a martial fighter.

When Lin Nan was there before, those people did not dare to deprive him even if they were jealous of his resources. After Lin Nan's disappearance for three years, those people could not bear it any longer.

Without rich resources, the cultivation speed of Lin Mu, who was inherently poor in talent, became slower.

The realm of martial disciples was mainly awakening the martial meridians, which consisted of ten levels. Lin Mu had been cultivating since he was five years old and had been doing so for nine years till now, but he had only awoken two martial meridians. Therefore, he was still a second level martial disciple.

Although he had been working hard, others only looked at the final results. His cultivation base was low, so others thought he was useless. Everyone did not want to be close to him. After Lin Nan had disappeared, the situation became even worse.

Lin Mu himself knew that all this was rooted in his own weak strength, so he had been silently enduring it.

But this time, he couldn't continue to endure.

Today was the time for Lingfeng College to come to Xichuan City for enrollment examination. From the beginning, his talent and cultivation base were ordinary, so he did not hold much hope. He only went to the challenge arena to compete with others with a focus on participation.

He didn't expect Gao Jianfeng, Gao Clan's disciple, to be so ruthless. Every move he made wanted to destroy all his cultivation base.

If it weren't for his slow improvement in his cultivation base over the past nine years, thus laying an unusually solid foundation for himself, he was afraid he would have let Gao Jianfeng's plot succeed.

What was even more infuriating was that Gao Jianfeng framed him for poisoning after his plot to cripple him had failed, and there were indeed signs of poisoning on him.

However, only Lin Mu was certain that he had not poisoned Gao Jianfeng, and it was likely that Gao Jianfeng had poisoned himself. But others do not believe him, after all, the evidence was conclusive.

Then the examining officer of Lingfeng College announced on the spot that they would cancel his examination qualification and he would never be enrolled.

Lingfeng College was the largest college in Tianyuan Prefecture. Xichuan City was only one of the nine cities in Tianyuan Prefecture.

The news was tantamount to cutting off Lin Mu's road to progress. Lin Mu, who had already been despised, was now even being shunned.

There was a breeze blowing gently.

This seemed to be a normal natural phenomenon, but as a martial disciple, Lin Mu's perception was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

"Who is it?" A cold light flashed across Lin Mu's eyes.

"You're really on guard, you piece of shit." With a woman's voice, a man and a woman came out.

Looking at them, Lin Mu immediately showed an angry expression, "Gao Jianfeng, Gao Lanyue, this Meteorite Lake is a domain of our Lin Clan. What are you two doing here?"

"We are here to kill you!" The young man beside Gao Lanyue suddenly spoke coldly.

It was Gao Jianfeng, Lin Mu's most hated enemy.

With this, the sharp sword in Gao Lanyue's hand seemed to be premeditated to stab out to Lin Mu quickly.

"Their cultivation bases are higher than mine. Besides, I'm overdrawn with spiritual strength now and I'm more inferior to them. I'd better run away first."

Lin Mu was thinking quickly.

Gao Lanyue was a martial disciple of the seventh level, while Gao Jianfeng had a stronger level which was the eighth level.

However, when he was ready to move his body, a paralysis like an electric current suddenly enveloped his whole body.

"My blood..."

"I am poisoned!"

Lin Mu's mind sank in an instant.

"Snigger!"

Lin Mu's movements became sluggish. Even though he tried his best to dodge, Gao Lanyue's sharp sword still cut his arm and blood spurted out.

"This is the coagulation powder. Gao Jianfeng, you did poison yourself."

As a disciple of Lin Clan, Lin Mu had certain insights and he kept staring at Gao Jianfeng.

The toxin Gao Jianfeng was poisoned in the entrance examination of Lingfeng College was exactly the coagulation powder.

"What can you do even if you know? Today is the day you die."

Gao Jianfeng looked at Lin Mu as if playing the game of cat and mouse.

Lin Mu knew the timing was very urgent. The more he procrastinated, the less likely he was to survive. So he could only make a quick decision and bit the tip of his tongue violently.

The bloody tingling brought Lin Mu's body back to normal briefly.

"Splashing!"

The water splashed and Lin Mu turned and plunged into the lake.

"You little bastard want to run for your life?"

Gao Jianfeng showed an angry look and he hurled his sword at Lin Mu's back.

Whew!

The cold sword light, like a meteor, pierced the sky and pierced into Lin Mu's vest with accuracy.

"Gurgling..."

Blood was spread on the surface of the rolling lake.

"Elder brother, what should we do?" Gao Lanyue looked at the location of the blood ripples and she seemed to want to confirm Lin Mu's death.

"Let's go. After all, this is the territory of the Lin Clan. If we stay here for a long time and are found out, it is not a good thing."

Gao Jianfeng waved his hand, "As for this waste, he has been poisoned with the coagulation powder and was stabbed in the heart by my sword. He will surely die in the lake."

"Hum, Lin Clan?" Gao Lanyue said dismissively, "We have become disciples of Lingfeng College, and we will certainly soar in the future. It won't be long before we can trample the Lin Clan underfoot at will..."

"Am I going to die?"

"No, I can't die. If I die, what should Xiaowan do, and who will take care of her? What should my father do? I haven't found any clues to his disappearance..."

Lin Mu's body in the lake was pierced by a sharp sword. He kept making frantic and unreconciled cries in his heart, but still could not resist the flooding of the lake and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Lin Mu felt in a blur that he had a dream.

He dreamed that a mysterious force was guiding his consciousness at the bottom of the Meteorite Lake.

Under the guidance of this force, his consciousness seemed to have infinite power.

He seemed to have become a supreme god, standing tens of thousands of miles high and overlooking the vast earth. He seemed to have seen endless mountains, the vast sea, and countless cities.

He also saw that Meteorite Lake was not a lake, but a huge wound of a monster. The monster's body was buried in the ground of the Spiritual Martial Continent.

His thoughts extended deep into the monster's wound, which was the bottom of the lake. Lin Mu sensed an old golden gourd.

What was in the gourd?

Out of a strong curiosity, Lin Mu couldn't help probing his thoughts into the gourd. Just by one look, his mind seemed to have been struck by lightning.

There was a ferocious monster inside the gourd.

This monster had a camel-like head, elk-like horns, and its nine claws were like hooks. Its body stretched like mountains.

Was this a dragon?

Lin Mu had some vague fragments in his memory and the image of this monster seemed to be like a dragon.

However, the dragons described in those documents, even the legendary dragon, had at most five claws. This dragon had nine claws, which was rather strange.

"Whirring."

A gust of wind swept past and it was a long breath.

The golden dragon with nine claws even raised its head and its golden eyes fell on Lin Mu.

"Is this really my dream?"

Lin Mu was somewhat distracted by this and was not sure if it was true.

Buzzing!

All of a sudden, before Lin Mu could react, the body of the golden dragon with nine claws turned into a dragon-shaped dagger without warning and rushed directly to him.

Boom!

Lin Mu felt as if his consciousness had been hit by meteorites and exploded instantly.

"When heaven and earth were not born, I had already born. Even if the sun and moon wither away, I am still immortal. It was only when the world became broken that I began to sleep. After ten million years, I wake up again today..."

When he was in a trance, endless pieces of information accompanied by a sigh of vicissitudes of life echoed in the depth of his heart.

"The dragon fought in the wilderness, and its blood was the color of heaven and earth. On the road of nine dead corners, blood stained heaven..."

After a while, the voice gradually became weak and finally disappeared completely. But Lin Mu felt that he had never spent such a long time in his life. Even for the time of his existence to the present, his life could not match the sigh of the ancient will.

After that, he felt his consciousness became more and more heavy and tired. He seemed to have been overdrawn because he had received too much information. Finally, his arm became soft and he passed out.

No one knew how long had passed before Lin Mu slowly came to his senses.

He looked around with perplexed eyes and found himself lying beside the Meteorite Lake.

"Am I not in the lake? How did I get up here?"

At this time, his consciousness was still not fully awakened and his voice was dimmed.

After a while, the focal length in his eyes slowly condensed and his consciousness returned to a normal state. However, he was puzzled and re-examined himself, "Am I not dead? Did I really not die?"

He quickly touched his back with his hand, "I was obviously stabbed in the heart by Gao Jianfeng's sword before, but now I don't even have any scars. Am I still dreaming?"

He hurriedly pinched his arm with his hand and the feeling of pain was very clear.

Lin Mu instantly jumped up from the ground.

It turned out that he really didn't die!

It turned out that this was not a dream!

Didn't it mean that everything in the "dream" was real?

Old gourd, the golden dragon with nine claws, golden eyes...

His last memory rested on the golden dragon with nine claws, which turned into a dragon-shaped dagger, rushing towards him.

At the thought of it, a lot of information kept surging in his mind.

"On the road of nine dead corners, blood stained heaven?"

"What is that?"

His mind seemed to have contained a desolate epic. Lin Mu casually raised his head. There was a deep feeling of vicissitudes of life that had never appeared before both in his soul and eyes.

What Lin Mu did not know was that a young girl was standing on the other side of the lake at the same time.

This was a petite, delicate-looking girl like a doll. Only her chest was very large, which was out of proportion to her body.

"Lin Clan's Meteorite Lake is really good..." The girl looked around. With this, she felt suddenly stunned and found Lin Mu lying beside the lake.

She didn't care about it at first. At this moment, Lin Mu just woke up and opened his eyes, which made her feel as if she had touched a vast expanse of depth.

This was a feeling full of profound vicissitudes of life, which seemed to be an endless abyss!

This was the girl's intuitive feeling after seeing Lin Mu's eyes. Her thick pink lips opened slightly and her mind seemed to be deeply shocked.

She only saw such eyes on some grandmasters, but she had never thought it would appear on a teenager whose appearance was not more than 15 years old.

"Is this guy from the Lin Clan?"

The girl's eyes were like the bright moon with flashing light and she said thoughtfully, "He has the grandmaster's eyes and has a temperament that even I can't see through. Why haven't I heard of such an incredible person in the Lin Clan before?"

However, Lin Mu had just merged with those ancient memories at this moment. His consciousness still had a faint sense of desolation, which made his perception more powerful than ever. When the young girl looked at him, he could not help sensing it and scanning towards the girl's direction.

The current Lin Mu was definitely a dangerous figure in this young girl's mind. She didn't want to expose herself until she knew all about him. So before Lin Mu looked over, she hurriedly dodged and hid. Meanwhile, she was secretly shocked, "That's really a terrible perception."

"Xixi, what's wrong with you?" Another girl in yellow came along.

"Nothing. I just saw a person." Tang Xixi blinked and did not show any abnormality at all.

"Oh?" The girl in yellow stepped forward curiously and soon saw Lin Mu. Her face showed disdain suddenly, "It was him. He was a disgrace to our Lin Clan."

"Why do you say that?" Tang Xixi was surprised at this.

The girl in yellow did not explain the reason, but said calmly, "Because his name is Lin Mu."

"It turns out that he is Lin Mu." Tang Xixi suddenly felt in a little trance. Rumors about Lin Mu were known to many people in Xichuan City.

Lin Mu was the direct blood of the Lin Clan and the son of a former head of the clan. He had cultivated for nine years and he was only a martial disciple of the second level. A few days ago, in the examination competition of Lingfeng College, he used despicable means to attack his opponent with poison, which made him notorious.

"This is interesting." However, Tang Xixi's mind couldn't help recalling his eyes just now and her lips showed a sly smile.

"Lin Mei'er?"

Lin Mu did not find Tang Xixi and only saw the girl in yellow.

The girl in yellow was his cousin, the daughter of his uncle. Her qualification was good and although she was now only 16 years old, her cultivation base had reached the eighth level of the realm of martial disciples.

However, because of his talent, Lin Mei'er was always very cold to him.

After Lin Mu knew it was Lin Mei'er, he didn't care much. The two of them had almost no intersection at ordinary times. The other looked down on him and he would not show excessive passion to someone cold.

Although he still felt puzzled, Lin Mu was not in the mood to stay here because of this interference, "Leaving other things aside, my clothes are wet and I'll go back and change them first."

Lin Mu was walking on the beach when he accidentally trampled a small crab by the sole of his foot. A trace of cool air crept into his arch.

"Is this an illusion?"

Lin Mu slightly stopped and then lifted his foot and saw the body of a small crab.

Suddenly, Lin Mu couldn't help but fretfully rub his eyebrows with his hand. Was his spirit not normal? He just trampled a crab to death, how could there be energy entering into his body?

"Well, if this is an illusion, I'll know after trying again." Because this was about his own mental problems, if he didn't understand, he was difficult to feel at ease. Anyway, there were so many crabs here that it would be no big deal for him to try again.

When he trampled a crab to death again, his brain was stunned on the spot. The same feeling as for the first time actually appeared again.

"Isn't this an illusion?"

Lin Mu opened his mouth wide, revealing an incredible expression.

In order to further confirm the truth of the matter, Lin Mu restrained his inner excitement and trampled several crabs to death in succession. The results were the same. He could feel a cool breath every time.

"Is this breath the vitality? Every time I kill a crab, I can absorb its vitality?"

Lin Mu's heart pounded uncontrollably and no one could blame him for being so uncool, because it was really amazing. If his idea was correct, it meant that he had mastered an excellent way to improve his strength.

"Crabs are really too weak. I have to kill some animals with stronger vitality."

Lin Mu gently breathed a sigh of relief, trying to calm himself down. He thought secretly, "I'm going to find Xiaowan and help her do some chores."

Lin Xiaowan was picked up by his father Lin Nan outside when he was still too young to have any memory and then she was left at home to be his maid. In Lin Mu's mind, he had never regarded Xiaowan who grew up together with him as a maid but regarded her as a relative. Especially after Lin Nan had disappeared, the two of them had to stick together and help each other in difficulties.

What made him feel hateful and helpless was that shortly after Lin Nan had disappeared, Lin Xiaowan was sent to the Miscellaneous Affairs Department by his second aunt Xia Wanru.

It made Lin Mu feel extremely painful and guilty. He felt guilty that his strength was too poor to protect Lin Xiaowan.

However, before Lin Mu entered the Miscellaneous Affairs Department, he heard a scolding sound.

"You little bitch, go and kill that 100 fish."

"Butler Zhao, but I have just carried 30 buckets of water."

"Do you dare to talk to me about the conditions? Are you itching again? If you don't go, I'll whip you to death!"

Pa! Pa!

The dull sound reverberated.

Lin Mu saw through the crack of the door that a small girl in coarse clothes was standing in the yard like a bean sprout. A middle-aged woman standing beside her was whipping her.

Boom!

Endless anger gushed out from Lin Mu's soul like an eruption of the volcano in an instant.