"Lin Tian, if I don't take you down the next time, then I'm not worthy of the name Lin!"

In the room, Lin Yan opened his eyes, clutching his chest, gritting his teeth in resentment.

Today was the day for the younger generation of the Lin family to awaken their spiritual souls, and he certainly didn't miss it.

However, to everyone's disbelief, the spiritual soul he awakened turned out to be a coffin!

In Tianwu Continent, only those who have awakened their spiritual souls can become warriors.

There were a myriad of spiritual souls, including weapon spirits such as sword, spear, and gun; beast spirits such as fierce tiger, rampant lion, ancient dragon, and golden phoenix; and elemental spirits such as thunder, ice, and fire.

These spiritual souls all wielded tremendous power, bringing great assistance to the warriors.

However, there were also some like grass or flowers known as trivial spirits, which were generally dismissed by people as "wasted spirits."

The coffin spirit that Lin Yan awakened today truly widened everyone's eyes, and was ridiculed by everyone as the utmost garbage among wasted spirits.

Among those who mocked, Lin Tian was the most enthusiastic.

Unable to bear it, Lin Yan confronted Lin Tian.

The results of the confrontation were simple. As a mere three-star warrior, Lin Yan naturally couldn't beat Lin Tian, a four-star warrior.

"Why? Why is my spirit a coffin?"

Although he was annoyed by Lin Tian, what Lin Yan found hardest to accept was his own spirit.

A coffin? What use could it possibly have?

Upon this thought, Lin Yan's heart moved, and he released his spirit, which hung quietly in the air before him.

There lay a coffin, its entirety cloaked in pitch black. It measured about three meters in length with its heights and width around one meter. It was, to say the least, a rather large coffin.

"Hmm... Why is there a rising black mist?"

Suddenly, surprise crossed Lin Yan's face. He noticed that a wispy black mist was rising from the spirit of the coffin, giving off an eerie sensation.

"I didn't even get a chance to see what’s inside this coffin."

However, just as Lin Yan was about to lift the lid off the coffin, a noise came from outside the door. He quickly retracted his spirit.

Creak!

The door opened, and two figures slowly entered.

These two figures, one male and one female. The male appeared to be in his forties, of average stature, whose brows exuded a faintly stern aura.

Upon closer examination, one would find that this man only had one arm.

This man was Lin Yan's father, Lin Peng.

As for the woman, she was a girl who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

The girl was dressed in a light purple dress, with a long ponytail hanging behind her head. Despite her young age, her face was extraordinarily cute.

The only regrettable thing was that the girl seemed to not have the best complexion, as if she was beset with some illness.

"Father, Xue,"

Seeing the two figures, Lin Yan immediately sat up from his bed, ready to get up.

"Brother Lin Yan, you are injured, stay in bed and rest well!"

Lin Xue'er lightly trotted to the side of the bed, her large eyes blinking at Lin Yan. Her playful and cute appearance had Lin Yan slightly dazed.

"Humph! Your skills aren't as strong as others, yet you insist on showing off. Now, you're tasting the sour fruits, aren't you?" Lin Peng coldly huffed, his tone extremely severe.

Lin Yan's palm clenched slightly and he stubbornly said, "Dad, Lin Tian had a head start of five months in cultivation. If I had the same time as him, I would definitely surpass him."

Lin Peng's gaze became serious, and he said, "If you are dueling to the death with someone, would you also look for excuses?"

Hearing this, Lin Yan somewhat fearfully swallowed, not daring to say more.

Seeing Lin Yan no longer retorting, Lin Peng's expression finally softened, and he said, "Even though I'm not sure about the specific function of your Spirit Box Soul you have awakened, but remember, no matter what kind of spirit soul, it must exist for a reason, just waiting for people to discover it."

"Every day miracles take place on the Tianwu Continent. It's not just about strong spirit souls. Even if someone never awakened their spirit soul, they can still rely on cultivating their bodies to become extremely powerful. The key is whether one has a heart to become strong and unwavering belief in themselves."

"I hope you won't despair because your spirit soul is a coffin."

After he finished speaking, Lin Peng turned around and walked out of the door.

"Brother Lin Yan, Dad really cares about you. Before he came, he was constantly inquiring about your injuries." Seeing Lin Yan remain silent, Lin Xue'er couldn't help but console him.

"Xue'er, I know. Don't worry about me, I won't despair, not even for you and Dad. Even this small spirit soul can't stop me! I will stand protectively before you both!"

Lin Yan clenched his fist, and a firm color showed on his somewhat childish face.

...

Lin Peng lost his arm, and in truth, it was related to Lin Xue'er.

Because of her unique physique, Lin Xue'er would generate an extremely hot aura within her body at intervals ever since she was a child.

Whenever this hot breath erupted, Lin Xue'er's body would become unbearably hot, deterring even masters who had reached the level of a Grand Martial Master from approaching her.

On several occasions, Lin Peng had been burnt by this aura.

In order to keep Lin Xue'er from enduring this torment, Lin Peng began on a quest for information, eventually coming across a promising lead.

He learned that within Yuan Yang Sect- one of the five major powers of the Great Seal Dynasty- there was a Fifth Rank Alchemist. If they could get this alchemist to lend a hand, Lin Xue'er's physical condition could potentially be altered.

Hence, Lin Peng travelled alone to the Yuan Yang Sect, seeking the help of this Fifth-Rank Alchemist who was thousands of miles away. But not only did he fail to meet the alchemist, he was stopped by a disciple of the sect.

This disciple, who had a ruthless heart, immediately attacked Lin Peng, not only cutting off one of Lin Peng's arms, but also damaging many of his meridians within his body.

After his meridians were injured, the harm done to Lin Peng was immeasurable. If his internal injuries weren't healed, advancement in his cultivation would become excruciatingly difficult.

The disciple was later mentioned by Lin Peng to Lin Yan in a tone filled with resentment.

His name was Chen Fan Tian, a prodigal disciple within the Yuan Yang Sect. He was a mere twenty-five years old yet was already a Six-Star grand martial master.

...

"Chen Fan Tian! No matter how powerful you are, I, Lin Yan, shall kill you!"

Inside the room, Lin Yan was resolute, his words filled with conviction.

The path of cultivation was divided into ten realms by the people: Martial Warrior, Martial Master, Grand Martial Master, Martial Spirit, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial Ancestor, Martial Venerable, Martial Saint, and Martial God.

Each major realm is divided into one star to nine stars.

Three years ago, Chen Fansky already had the attainment of a one-star Grand Martial Master. Now, three years have passed, and Chen Fansky's cultivation realm has undoubtedly improved a lot.

In contrast, Lin Yan is just a modest three-star Martial Artist with an awakened top-tier waste Spirit Soul.

No matter how you look at it, the gap between him and Chen Fansky seems insurmountable.

Regardless of how difficult it may be, he would never give up. He is determined to get his revenge!

“Brother Lin Yan, I believe in you.”

Beside him, Lin Xueer, after hearing Lin Yan's words, showed no contempt. Instead, she extended her small hand, made a fist, and gestured encouragement.

“Mm.”

Lin Yan nodded seriously, simultaneously making a firm resolution in his heart that once he becomes powerful, he will certainly get a Rebirth Dan.

With the Rebirth Dan, Lin Peng's severed arm would be able to regrow.

He also has to solve Lin Xueer's constitution problem, or else she will continue to endure endless pain and torment.

“Brother Lin Yan, something terrible happened!”

Not long after Lin Yan's words ended, a hurried voice suddenly echoed from outside the door.

Then a slightly thin figure stumbled in from the door.

"Lin Changqing, what's the rush?" Lin Yan looked at him and recognized him at a glance.

"Sister Xue'er."

After Lin Changqing entered the room, he realized that Lin Xue'er was also here, and he quickly greeted her. He then rushed to say, "Brother Lin Yan, there are a lot of rumors about you outside right now."

Lin Yan helplessly rolled his eyes and said, "Of course I know. Isn't it about the coffin related to my divine soul?"

Lin Yan is the son of the family head Lin Peng. Although he kept a low profile in his daily life, as the saying goes, ‘The more popular you are, the more problems you have’. After the news about the coffin divine soul spread, he knew very well what kind of sensation it would cause in the Lin family.

"It's not just that!"

Lin Changqing quickly shook his head, "It’s the Wang family! After Wang Ning found out that your divine soul is a coffin, she declared she wants to annul the engagement with you!"

"What?"

Lin Yan's fist suddenly clenched, and a strong rage burned instantly within him.

In the past, the head of the Wang family pestered Lin Peng to arrange a marriage for the next generation. Lin Peng agreed since he seemed sincerely committed.

Yet, after some conflicts of interest, the interactions between the two families became less and less.

In the future, as long as both families don't mention this engagement, no one else would know.

But now, after the Wang family realized his divine soul was a coffin, they publicly disclosed the matter.

Undeniably, this was a clear attempt to disgrace him, Lin Yan, and to humiliate his family in Jiangchuan Town!

"Why would she do this?" Lin Yan gritted his teeth and asked.

"She...she..." Lin Changqing stammered, looking like he was struggling to find the words.

"Speak!" Lin Yan barked.

Scared out of his wits, Lin Changqing shook all over and didn’t dare to hesitate any longer. He quickly spilled, "She said that you, Lin Yan, have awoken a supreme yet crippled divine soul, and from now on, you'll be nothing more than a hopeless case. However, she has awoken an Ice and Snow Divine Soul and has even been favored by a mentor from the Red Flame Academy, thus has bright prospects for the future."

"To prevent you from using the marriage contract to threaten her once she rises to power, she wants to propose the dissolution of the marriage contract now."

Bam!

As soon as Lin Changqing's words fell, Lin Yan’s fist smashed down heavily on the bed, instantly causing an extremely dull sound to resonate within the room.

"Brother Lin Yan!" Lin Xue Er cried out in concern.

"I'm fine." Lin Yan shook his head with determined eyes, then jumped down from the bed, his gaze turning to Lin Changqing to ask, "Does my father know about this yet?"

"I came home immediately after hearing the news outside. I don't think the family head knows about it yet!" Lin Changqing answered truthfully.

Lin Yan clenched his fists and took a deep breath, without any hesitation, he headed towards the outside.

"Brother Lin Yan, where are you going?" Lin Xue Er hurriedly asked.

"I'm going to the Wang family, and none of you are allowed to follow me!"

Lin Yan waved his hand, started to run quickly, and soon disappeared from the sight of Lin Xue Er and Lin Changqing.