Chapter 932: The Ancestor of the Lin Family

perior to those of an ordinary leopard.At the same time, he also contained the power of wind within him.This is a swift leopard, an eighth-order demon beast.This cheetah's speed can reach at least sub...Ye Shengxue, who was sitting beside Fang Yu, saw the change in Fang Yu's face and showed a puzzled expression.

Mr. Fang didn't say he would find excuses to criticize the Lin family heirloom, did he How come he looks like this

Could it be that this heirloom is truly something extraordinary

"Let me say it again, what's his name" Fang Yu looked up at Lin Zhengxiong standing beside him and asked.

"My name is Lin Zhengxiong, Sir Fang." Lin Zhengxiong replied respectfully.

"Which forest Double Wood Forest" Fang Yu asked.

"It's Shuangmuli Forest," Lin Zhengxiong replied, his eyes showing a hint of confusion.

"Just now I said, how many years of history does this token have" Fang Yu asked again.

"Almost three thousand years," Lin Zhengxiong replied.

Three thousand years……

This year, it wasn't too far off from when Lin Batian was still on Earth.

Lin Zhengxiong silently observed Fang Yu's expression, his heart pounding with anxiety.

Among the several heirlooms in the Lin family, this token dates back to the most ancient period.

If Fang Yu looks down on this heirloom, he may look down on other heirlooms even more.

"Master Fang, this token was left behind by our Lin family's ancestor. It has a…" Lin Zhengxiong began, wanting to explain the origin of the token to Fang Yu and enhance its value.

"No need for further elaboration, let's just talk about our esteemed ancestor." Fang Yu interrupted Lin Zhengxiong's words.

Lin Zhengxiong was taken aback and said, "Ancestor"

"Mm." Fang Yu nodded.

“Due to the fact that it's been too long ago, our family knows very little about our ancestors... But according to what the elders in the family say, back then, our ancestor was one of the few cultivators who could ascend to immortality...” Lin Zhengxiong said.

"Ascension to immortality" Fang Yu's face showed a strange expression.

"Master Fang, I assure you, there is no exaggeration in what I say. This is indeed what the elders of my family have spoken about and recorded in our family history. However, whether it's true or not... we have no way to verify." Lin Zhengxiong hurriedly said.

"Can I take a look at your Lin family's genealogy" Fang Yu asked.

"Uh" Lin Zhengxiong was taken aback, his expression even more confused.

Isn't this like appreciating heirlooms Why suddenly talk about genealogy

According to custom, a genealogy should not be shown to an outsider.

But this man is Fang Yu... He's someone Lin Zhengxiong wants to befriend right now.

His demands must be met as much as possible!

Lin Zhengxiong gritted his teeth and said, "Please wait a moment, Mr. Fang, I'll go get the genealogy."

After that, Lin Zhengxiong quickly left the hall.

Fang Yu sat on the sofa, looking at the black gold token in his hand, his eyes still full of surprise.

If the Lin family really is Lin Badatian's bloodline, that would be too amazing...

"Mr. Fang, is this token a very powerful treasure" Ye Shengxue asked curiously.

Fang Yu turned his head and glanced at Ye Shengxue, saying, "I don't know for now. I'll know how powerful it is after I look at the Lin family genealogy."

"Oh." Ye Shengxue nodded vaguely, as if she understood but didn't quite grasp it.

After a while, light footsteps sounded outside the hall.

Fang Yu and Ye Shengxue turned their heads to look, it was a girl in a black martial arts uniform walking in from outside.

This girl has a pure and beautiful face without makeup.

It was Lin Zhi'aran who, at their first meeting, had pointed a sword at Fang Yu.

Lin Zhi'lan saw Fang Yu sitting on the sofa, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she stopped.

Then, she drew her long sword from her waist once more, pointing it directly at Fang Yu.

"We… should have a talk." Lin Zhi Lan looked at Fang Yu steadily, and said.

Ye Shengxue's face changed slightly, she glanced at Fang Yu, and then at Lin Zhilan.

Why would the young girl before them suddenly draw her sword and point it at Fang Yu

Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhi'aran, frowning slightly.

But as soon as he thought that this young girl might be a descendant of Lin Batten from hundreds of generations ago, he swallowed the words he wanted to say back.

"I'm busy right now." Fang Yu said.

“My father said swordsmanship is excellent,” Lin Zhi’lan said, her sword still pointed at Fang Yu.

"Did your father ever say not to point a sword at people casually" Fang Yu asked.

"...Today I came here, not to spar with you" Lin Zhi'lan tilted her head and asked.

This girl, her brain doesn't seem to be working right.

"Zhi Lan! What are you doing Put down your sword immediately!" At this moment, Lin Zhengxiong rushed into the hall and saw this scene, his face turned pale.

He finally managed to invite Fang Yu home, if Lin Zhi'aran ruins it again, he'll be furious!

He intended to make Lin Zhi'aran take the initiative to contact Fang Yu, but it had the opposite effect!

He's only now certain that his daughter is a true sword maniac, with her head filled with nothing but swordsmanship and martial arts!

Lin Zhengxiong arrived, and Lin Zhi'lan frowned, putting down her sword.

"Master Fang, I'm truly sorry, my daughter..." Lin Zhengxiong walked up to Fang Yu and said apologetically.

Fang Yu looked at the extremely thick family tree in Lin Zhengxiong's hand and said, "Alright, show me the family tree."

Lin Zhengxiong immediately handed the genealogy to Fang Yu.

This family tree is at least four or five hundred pages thick.

"This is our complete family tree, the names of every direct descendant through the generations are all listed here," Lin Zhengxiong said.

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"Master Fang, if you are not satisfied with this family heirloom... I have other treasures for you to admire." Lin Zhengxiong said immediately when he saw Fang Yu shaking his head.

"No need."

Fang Yu came to her senses and handed the family tree back to Lin Zhengxiong.

Then, he put the token back into the box, closed it, and handed it back to Lin Zhengxiong.

"Lord Fang, this..." Lin Zhengxiong took the box with a pale face.lightly. 。The Empress did not rush, staring quietly at Fang Yu, faintly releasing pressure. 。"Well, this intimidation tactic is rather low-brow, isn't it" 。Fan Yu's heart sneered, but on the surface,...