I Can Gain One Skill Point Per Second

The entire mission was really rushed.

Lin Yi, of course, was bewildered inside.

What's going on?

"It feels like I'm not his biological child, right?"

"Why is he targeting me like this...!"

Nangong Ling understood the Xiaolin Family a bit more than Lin Yi did.

"You might be mistaken. In his heart, he might actually feel a bit guilty towards you."

"The reason is quite simple."

"It was after a night of drunkenness that he had Yichilang with a maid at home."

"Such a thing isn't exactly honorable, so he eventually took Yichilang's mother, the maid, in as a concubine."

"But later on, Yichilang's mother was also poisoned to death by Xiaolin Zhengyu's legal wife."

"Naturally, Yichilang was gradually marginalized in the family. Ultimately, perhaps Xiaolin Zhengyu felt that if he stayed, he might get killed by the legal wife too, so he sent Yichilang abroad on missions instead."

Lin Yi understood.

So, with Xiaolin Zhengyu trying to send him back to Xia, could it be a form of protection for his second son?

This kind of aristocratic internal conflict is indeed melodramatic.

But it also fits Lin Yi's stereotype of East Japanese people.

In their eyes, birth is indeed more important than anything else to these conservative folks.

Lin Yi felt that if he really were Yichilang, he'd probably be eager to prove himself too.

Instead, he wouldn't sincerely appreciate Xiaolin Zhengyu's well-intentions.

"Father, please don't be too hard on Brother Yichilang."

"He's probably lost himself to the allure of beauty over in Zhina and is exhausted."

"Otherwise, why would he have such a beautiful Zhina concubine...!"

One of the two people originally sparring, the taller one, looked at Yichilang and mocked.

Yet his gaze kept flitting to Nangong Ling.

He even had a bulge in his pants.

Who knew what dirty thoughts flashed through his mind.

Nangong Ling was angry inside.

But could only make a pitiful expression.

"Junior, cut down that pervert for me, don't hold back!"

"I'm furious! Still looking!"

In the team's voice chat.

Nangong Ling was almost driven mad with anger.

"Father, during these thousand nights away, I haven't dared slack off, training diligently every day!"

Lin Yi took a few steps forward, drew the sword from his waist, and declared with a clang.

For some reason.

Upon realizing someone harbored such thoughts towards Nangong Ling.

A nameless flame also surged in Lin Yi's heart.

His previously faint fighting spirit now blazed fiercely.

Sitting at the head table, Xiaolin Zhengyu, of course, also saw his eldest son's lecherous gaze, and despite feeling disdain inside, could only nod and say, "In that case, all right then."

"Lingyilang, spar with your brother."

"Remember, just a taste, try not to hurt him."

A sinister look appeared on Xiaolin Lingyilang's face.

"Father, I will, but the sword has no eyes, and our family's Songhe Knife Skill is a killing technique; mistakes can happen."

"Let's hope Yichilang's sword skills are as proficient as he claims."

With those words, Lingyilang's hand rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist, poised to strike.

The two walked to the middle of the field.

The battle was about to commence.

"Watch closely, Yichilang..."

"In this battle, when the Songhe Stream sword is unsheathed, it is at its strongest."

"Drawing first, you've already lost!"

In Japanese Swordsmanship.

The Iaido Slash has always been the pinnacle technique pursued by countless swordsmen in their lifetimes.

Lin Yi, of course, had heard of it somewhat.

But ultimately, he wasn't really a swordsman.

Professionals should handle professional matters.

This has always been something Lin Yi firmly believed.

So—

"Lin You, it's your turn."

"I'll give you just one slash, take him out."

"Hmm, don't kill him, just castrate him."

Lin Yi suddenly felt that killing this Lingyilang would be letting him off too easily.

Anyway, the entire Xiaolin Family, in the end, should all meet neatly in the underworld as a family.

He was just going through the motions.

Lin You blushed at his words.

Apparently, it was somewhat shameful for a battle to not involve throat-cutting but targeting the enemy's lower region instead.

Although the initiative in the fight was handed to Lin You.

Lin Yi didn't entirely relinquish control over his body either.

The bamboo and pine trees in the Xiaolin Family courtyard suddenly rustled as if slapping each other, creating a continuous clapping sound.

The wind picked up.

And at that moment.

A bright flash of a sword light appeared, as Xiaolin Lingyilang made the first move, unsheathing his sword.

To give him credit, he was fast.

And his strength was also at four revolutions.

This slash headed straight for Lin Yi's neck.

Xiaolin Zhengyu, sitting at the head, wore an expression of surprise.

He didn't even have time to stop it.

Swipe—!

The sword light slashed across Lin Yi's neck.

Then, Lingyilang returned the sword to its sheath.

Maintaining the Stepping Forward Slash stance.

Thinking himself quite handsome.

However, in the next moment, his pupils shrank.

Because the figure of Yichilang, whom he thought he had decapitated in one slash, dissolved into mere shadows.

Disappearing in the increasingly terrifying gusts of wind!

Then—

Boom—!!

A crack of thunder!

Lingyilang could no longer discern whether it was sword light or lightning.

He only felt Lin Yi's true form suddenly flash behind him.

Then, a chill below his waist.

A half-second later, Lingyilang fell to the ground, screaming like a slaughtered pig.

At this moment, his pants were completely soaked with spurting blood.

Struggling briefly.

He soon fainted completely due to severe blood loss.

At this moment, everyone watching this scene was gaping at Lin Yi.

"Onisan, don't blame me, I already held back."

This wasn't said by Lin Yi.

But by Nangong Ling, this drama queen, who was excited after Lin Yi rendered Xiaolin Lingyilang incapable of having children with one slash.

She initially wanted to add some special effects to it.

But after Lin Yi actually moved.

She realized.

Adding special effects was unnecessary.

What Lin Yi chose to use was two unorthodox Mage skills—

A fusion of Swift Wind Flash + Thunder Flash!

Wind and thunder resonated, one slash cleaved out.

Astonishing the entire crowd!

Sitting at the head, Xiaolin Zhengyu was ecstatic after the brief shock!

He didn't lament his eldest son's injury.

In fact, he originally wanted to discipline Xiaolin Lingyilang a bit today anyway.

After all, Yichilang and he were half-brothers.

To take drastic action was too extreme.

But now Lin Yi's surprise made him toss aside all thoughts.

Songhe Knife Skill.

Wind and Thunder Realm!

Unexpectedly, the knife technique said to be learned only by the Xiaolin Family's legendary ancestor.

Appeared in this second son, whom he had neglected for over a decade!

My second son has the posture of a War God!

At this moment, Xiaolin Zhengyu decided to fully accept Yichilang and bring him back to the main family.

As for the mission infiltrating Xia, anyway, he had many sons, he could simply pick another one to go!

"Good! Good!"

"You indeed haven't let me down!"

"From today onwards, come back and I will groom you well!"

Lin Yi exhaled a long breath inside.

Looks like he's passed the first hurdle of infiltrating the Xiaolin Family.

All that's left is tonight, under the cover of darkness, sneaking into the dungeon entrance guarded by the Xiaolin Family, to complete the mission!