But from childhood to adulthood, his own uncle treated him not well at all.
He even regarded him as a thorn in his side, wanting to get rid of him quickly.
Lin Hao had thought about these issues more than once since he was a child.
But each time, there was no answer.
Later, Lin Hao let it go and stopped thinking about these troublesome matters.
What if it's good, what if it's not?
As long as Grandpa and the others treated him well.
Thinking of these things, Lin Hao looked at Lin Yuanshan and said coldly, "I don't want to know."
Lin Yuanshan's face froze, and he quickly said, "Then what about your parents?"
"Don't you want to know where your parents went?"
"Don't you want to know what happened back then?"
"You tell me," Lin Hao said, looking at Lin Yuanshan faintly.
Seeing Lin Hao's expressionless and indifferent demeanor, Lin Yuanshan's face froze again, but then he looked at Lin Hao and smiled, "Then hurry back. As long as you come back, I will tell you everything that happened back then immediately."
"Are you threatening me?" Lin Hao narrowed his eyes as he looked at his uncle, Lin Yuanshan.
Sensing Lin Hao's cold tone, Lin Yuanshan couldn't help but shiver. He then looked at Lin Hao and said somewhat awkwardly, "Xiao Hao, you... you misunderstood me."
"That's not what I meant. I meant, if you come back, you'll be a member of the Lin family, and it will be natural for me to tell you about what happened back then, won't it?"
"I'll give you three seconds to consider, speak or die!" Lin Hao said expressionlessly.
Lin Hao did not believe that his uncle Lin Yuanshan really knew the whereabouts of his parents.
As for what his uncle Lin Yuanshan called "what happened back then," Lin Hao felt that it must have been made up to fool him.
Therefore, Lin Hao did not take Lin Yuanshan's words seriously at all.
However, since it was about his parents, even if Lin Hao did not believe his uncle Lin Yuanshan at all.
Lin Hao was willing to hear what story his uncle Lin Yuanshan could come up with.
If his uncle Lin Yuanshan could provide any clues, it wouldn't be a loss.
Just as Lin Hao was thinking about these things, Lin Yuanshan, who heard Lin Hao's words, suddenly looked extremely displeased.
Lin Yuanshan looked at Lin Hao for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, I'll tell you."
After deciding to speak, Lin Yuanshan did not hesitate. He took a deep breath and then looked at Lin Hao and said, "Actually, what happened back then was not complicated."
"That year, your mother had just given birth to you, and then your father suddenly proposed to go to the Ink Abyss Land."
"Ink Abyss Land?"
Lin Hao frowned.
He never expected his uncle Lin Yuanshan to mention the Ink Abyss Land.
The Ink Abyss Land was generally called the "Land of Death," "Devil's Land," or "Demon Source" by people in the术法界 (Shùfǎ Jiè - the world of arcane arts/magic).
Because, in the eyes of people in the 术法界, the Ink Abyss Land was the birthplace of demons.
That place seemed to contain the dirtiest, most evil, and most defiled things in this world.
Anyone who approached it would suffer a mental breakdown and become completely insane.
Even martial artists in the 术法界 could not resist it.
Only those with higher cultivation levels, such as those who had reached the peak of Inner Strength or were Grandmasters of Hua Jin, might be able to explore it slightly.
Otherwise, anyone else going there would be courting death.
Of course, various countries' forces had also gone to explore such places.
But all of them ended in failure.
The scientific expedition teams sent by various countries were almost wiped out.
The only two or three survivors had all gone mad.
Therefore, from then on, it not only became a forbidden zone in the secular world but also a forbidden zone in the 术法界.
Generally, no one would go to such a place.
Even Grandmaster experts would not go to such a place for no reason.
But now, his uncle Lin Yuanshan said that his father had actually gone to the Ink Abyss Land back then.
Lin Hao frowned tightly and then looked at his uncle Lin Yuanshan and said, "Continue."
He wanted to see what story his uncle Lin Yuanshan would tell.
Originally, Lin Hao thought he might get some clues about his father and mother from his uncle Lin Yuanshan.
Now it seemed that Lin Yuanshan was probably just spouting nonsense.
Because no one would normally go to a place like the Ink Abyss Land.
"When your father said he was going to the Ink Abyss Land, we were all shocked."
"At the same time, we immediately tried to dissuade your father from this idea. The Ink Abyss Land is a forbidden zone, a place where death is certain. How could we let your father go?"
"However, your father outwardly agreed not to go to the Ink Abyss Land, but secretly he went."
"Not only did he secretly go to the Ink Abyss Land, but he also took your mother with him."
"It's one thing for your mother to go with him, but your father actually stole our family's most treasured heirloom."
"Treasured heirloom?"
Lin Hao was stunned. He had never heard of the Lin family having any treasured heirloom.
If there was one, it could only be the "Ma Yi Shen Chi" (Magic Clothes Divine Ruler).
"Do you think our Lin family doesn't have any treasured heirloom?" Lin Yuanshan looked at Lin Hao.
As he spoke, a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.
But when he met Lin Hao's gaze, the anger in Lin Yuanshan's eyes immediately disappeared.
He first showed a hint of embarrassment, then looked at Lin Hao and explained, "Actually, our Lin family does have a treasured heirloom."
"Our Lin family's treasured heirloom is the Ma Yi Sheng Dao (Magic Clothes Sacred Saber)!"
"This Ma Yi Sheng Dao has been passed down from generation to generation in our Lin family."
"The Ma Yi Sheng Dao is infinitely powerful, but unfortunately, as time has passed, we have lost the method of using the Ma Yi Sheng Dao."
"But even so, the power of the Ma Yi Sheng Dao is not comparable to ordinary sabers and swords."
Speaking of this, Lin Yuanshan looked at Lin Hao and said, "Do you still remember the locust tree stump at the main entrance of the Lin family when you were young?"
Lin Hao nodded, indicating that he remembered.
That locust tree stump was as thick as a person's embrace. When he was young, he often sat on it and played like riding a horse.
He remembered it very clearly.
Seeing Lin Hao nod, Lin Yuanshan immediately said, "That old locust tree was cut down by the Ma Yi Sheng Dao back then."
"One strike, just one strike!"
"Such a thick old locust tree instantly broke against the wind!"
Speaking of this, Lin Yuanshan became excited, as if he had returned to the scene when the Ma Yi Sheng Dao cut down the old locust tree in an instant.
Lin Hao looked at Lin Yuanshan's excited eyes, and his brow twitched.
Judging by Lin Yuanshan's reaction, it didn't seem like he was faking it.
However, what Lin Yuanshan had just said was truly hard for him to believe.
That was an old locust tree as thick as a person's embrace, cut down with just one strike. How was that possible?