Chapter 449 The Delayed Scheme

As Lin Xiaotian was contemplating some matters, he suddenly discovered a peculiar issue: the incense burner in his hand was continuously absorbing the spiritual energy from his body, and he couldn't even pry it off now.

His gaze sharpened slightly, and he stood up directly, saying, "I have an urgent matter to attend to and must leave now."

Wu Gaoyang didn't pay it much mind and smiled, "Young Master, when you figure out what this thing is for, remember to give me a call. I'm very curious."

"What exactly is this thing? How can its craftsmanship isolate internal energy?"

Lin Xiaotian nodded, said nothing, grabbed a wiping cloth from beside him, wrapped the incense burner, and walked directly outside.

As soon as he left Building One, he felt eyes on him. His internal spiritual energy was being continuously siphoned away. At this moment, a thoughtful expression flickered in his eyes, and he had a rough idea of what was going on.

When he reached the parking lot, he didn't drive off immediately. Instead, he walked towards the furthest corner. Upon arriving, he looked behind him.

"The surveillance here has been completely destroyed. I believe you've been prepared for a while. You sent this thing to the antique shop, didn't you?"

"Come out. There's no need to keep monitoring. This incense burner in my hand is like a stubborn patch of skin stuck to me, impossible to shake off. My internal spiritual energy has also been completely absorbed."

"You've really played a clever game. Knowing my strength, and unable to do anything about it, you directly sent this item over."

"I did fall for it. After all, I'm quite interested in such things, especially single burners."

"You're really good at playing to my preferences."

Lin Xiaotian tossed the wiping cloth aside. The alchemical furnace still clung to his hand without loosening.

However, those people couldn't fathom the depth of his internal spiritual energy. He carefully controlled the input, and so far, not even half had been absorbed.

Previously, he had deliberately tried to increase the input, making it seem like a torrent. Now, after controlling it, he found he could slowly disconnect. But he didn't disconnect immediately, wanting to see what the people behind this were up to.

At this rate, even if he absorbed for another day, they might not be able to drain him completely.

Slowly, figures emerged from the corners of the parking lot, all clad in black trench coats with hoods pulled up. They drew their long sabers, remaining silent as they gradually surrounded Lin Xiaotian.

They were waiting for Lin Xiaotian's spiritual energy to be completely depleted. At this moment, Lin Xiaotian deliberately coughed, and his face turned pale.

"I never expected to be trapped by this. You are quite formidable. Are you from Tianluodiwang, or another faction?"

"If you don't speak to me, I won't hesitate to kill you all."

"Even without the support of my internal spiritual energy, my physical conditioning alone is something you cannot resist. I'm giving you a chance. It's best you confess honestly, otherwise, I'll take you down with me before I'm taken."

The figures remained silent, instead backing away from Lin Xiaotian. They were all waiting.

Lin Xiaotian could clearly sense that besides these people, others were watching. He was exceptionally sensitive to such gazes, as they carried hatred.

His eyes narrowed, and then his figure moved like lightning, relying almost entirely on his physical strength, without using any spiritual energy.

A blade as thin as a cicada's wing appeared at his fingertips. Before the black-clad figures could react, they became his victims.

His speed was almost at its limit. Relying solely on his physical strength, he cracked the hard concrete floor. His speed seemed to tear through the air.

However, after accomplishing all this, Lin Xiaotian panted slightly. His eyes held a cold mockery, "People with such mediocre skills dare to show themselves before me."

"I know you must have further preparations. Bring them out. I'm already at the end of my rope anyway."

As his voice fell, slow clapping echoed. A slender woman slowly walked out, also wearing a black trench coat. However, she wore a veil over her face, as light as gossamer.

In the sunlight, one could still discern the general features of the woman.

Notably, there was a distinct birthmark on her face.

Seeing this, a smile spread across Lin Xiaotian's face, "Murong Yu?"

"I thought you had run off. There was no news from you for so long, and you were here digging such a big pit for me."

"I've actually been waiting for you. I really want to know what happened back then. I'm at my wit's end now, you wouldn't mind telling me everything about what happened back then, would you?"

"Our Lin family, hundreds of people, were massacred in one night. Only a handful were left, and they were all lucky survivors. If I hadn't left early, I might have become another ghost under your blade."

"I'm just incredibly curious. Our Lin family was just an ordinary family back then, why would we provoke people like you?"

The person who arrived was indeed Murong Yu. Standing over 1.7 meters tall, with a graceful figure, she walked with a cat-like gait, wearing high heels. It was hard to imagine that such a woman could be a complete vixen.

Murong Yu slowly removed the veil from her face. Her beautiful eyes held a deep hatred. The birthmark seemed to shift slightly with her emotions, turning a faint red. The birthmark occupied only about a tenth of her face, an irregular shape.

"Do you see the birthmark on my face? This wasn't something I was born with. It was a mark branded onto me by someone from your Lin family."

"You tell me your family was just an ordinary family? Who are you trying to fool?"

"Your family members have displayed extraordinary talent and strength. If you hadn't been hiding from Tianluodiwang, I wouldn't have had the chance to interact with you again."

"After truly joining Tianluodiwang, I learned that your Lin family possesses a special bloodline. Your innate talent is extremely high, but each generation tirelessly searches for their destined one."

"You are born destined to find your other half. If you don't, you might not live past thirty."