Chapter 43: In the Future, You Can Become a Sword Cultivator!

"Sister, what did you just say?"

Lin Chen thought he must have misheard.

"Su Yuwei said it. She said that as soon as my cold poison is completely cured, I can begin my cultivation—practice the sword and become a sword cultivator!"

Lin Ning'er was clearly full of anticipation, her beautiful eyes shimmering with longing. "Xiaochen, once your sister becomes a sword cultivator, I will practice hard so that no one will ever be able to bully my little brother again!"

Endless determination radiated from her gentle words.

Hearing this, Lin Chen's heart trembled slightly.

As expected, his sister had always considered herself a burden to him, which was why she was overjoyed upon learning that she could cultivate.

"Sister, you... you will definitely become a powerful sword cultivator!"

Lin Chen had originally wanted to urge Lin Ning'er to take care of her health, but the words turned into encouragement as they reached his lips.

As long as his sister liked it, she could do whatever she wanted.

Why did he work hard to cultivate and strive to grow stronger?

Was it not precisely so that his sister would have the confidence to make whatever choices she desired?

Once I become powerful enough for everyone to fear...

Then in this world, my sister can do whatever she pleases!

"As long as you support me, Sister will definitely succeed."

Lin Ning'er was clearly overjoyed by Lin Chen's approval.

She picked up the spiritual grade sword, stroked it gently, and looked at it with yearning eyes. "The moment I touched this sword, I had a feeling as if I were born to practice the sword! However, I am already twenty years old. I wonder if it's too late to start cultivating now..."

"Sister, as long as you want to do it, you will definitely succeed!" Lin Chen encouraged.

After returning to his room, the smile on Lin Chen's face gradually faded.

He furrowed his brow, murmuring, "What on earth is Su Yuwei plotting?"

On second thought, however, Su Yuwei was his grandfather's disciple and had voluntarily treated his sister. From both reason and emotion, there was no logical cause for her to lie.

"Could it be that my sister is truly suited for sword cultivation?"

Lin Chen pondered for a moment, but failing to make sense of it, he decided he would simply have to ask Su Yuwei for clarification next time.

"Quick, Lin Chen, give me the Beast Origin Fruit!"

The moment they stepped into the cultivation chamber, Tun Tun began rubbing his hands in eager anticipation.

"Here."

Lin Chen handed the Beast Origin Fruit over and said with a serious expression, "You had better pull your weight this time and at least reach the third rank, you hear me? Otherwise, when I go out to fight others and they look at you—oh boy, a second-rank phantom beast—they'll laugh their teeth off!"

"Pfft, isn't reaching the third rank as easy as turning over one's hand? Who are you looking down on!"

Tun Tun cradled the Beast Origin Fruit in his paws and stuffed it straight into his mouth.

"Boom!"

An extraordinary aura instantly erupted from his body, rippling outward to impact the surrounding void inch by inch.

For other phantom beasts, consuming a Beast Origin Fruit was merely a way to level up.

But Tun Tun was different...

He was unsealing his ancestral bloodline power!

With every rank he advanced, Tun Tun's comprehensive combat strength would increase substantially.

At the same time, it would also bring immense benefits to Lin Chen.

For instance, the proficiency of the Imperial Technique, the sturdiness of the Myriad Wood Vigor Physique, heightened sensory perception, and... a voracious appetite!

Deep in the night, Lin Chen was abruptly awakened by a wave of intense hunger.

He sat up instantly, feeling as though his stomach was churning violently. He was so hungry that he barely had the strength to walk.

What the hell, why am I suddenly this hungry?

"I'm starving to death! I'm starving to death!"

Nearby, Tun Tun was wailing at the top of his lungs. "Lin Chen, hurry up and give me spirit jades! I want spirit jades!"

Lin Chen's vision went black, and he almost passed out.

Just how hungry could one possibly get?

"You... you can advance your rank all you want, but why did you drain the energy inside my body as well?"

Lin Chen cursed weakly, reached into his spatial ring, pulled out a handful of Tier-2 spirit jades, and tossed them over.

"Crunch, crunch."

Tun Tun ate ravenously, biting off chunks of spirit jade and swallowing them whole.

After continuously consuming twenty or thirty Tier-2 spirit jades, the sensation of hunger finally began to subside.

He let out a sigh of relief. "I was really starving to death just now. I didn't expect unsealing the third rank to be so harrowing. Tell me, if I, the primeval Fusang Tree, actually managed to starve to death on the spot, how humiliating would that be?"

Lin Chen rubbed his stomach and rolled out of bed.

Now that the hunger had struck, how could tasteless spirit jades satisfy his craving?

He walked out of the sect, headed to Fire City, and casually picked out a restaurant, ordering a table full of meat and fish dishes from the waiter.

Lin Chen flicked his finger, and a spirit jade landed in the waiter's palm.

Then, he began to devour the food voraciously, looking just like a starving ghost reincarnated.

It wasn't that he didn't care about his table manners, but rather that... he was simply too starved!

Despite the late hour, the restaurant remained bustling with a steady stream of customers.

At the next table, a burly man tilted his head back to gulp down a mouthful of wine and sighed, "This is already the seventh wave. If this keeps up, what's the point of our caravan even trying? We might as well just disband!"

"There's nothing we can do. Out of so many caravans, they just had to target our Zhong family!"

"Their strength is formidable, and I heard they even have an inner disciple of the Fire Sect backing them. We simply can't afford to provoke them!"

"If you ask me, Big Brother, we might as well just hand that item over. At least we can keep doing business. A living man shouldn't be choked to death by piss."

The few others at the table also chimed in with low-voiced persuasions.

"Hand it over? Hand over what? Handing it over would play right into their hands!"

The burly man glared, then slammed his palm onto the table. "I'd rather use this thing to hire guards for our caravan than give it to those greedy bastards! Collecting toll fees from us every year isn't enough; now they want to push us completely to our deaths!"

"Lin Chen, what is that? It smells so good!"

Tun Tun burrowed out from Lin Chen's robes, wiggled his nose, and said with great excitement, "So fragrant, so fragrant! It's definitely a treasure! It's right nearby!"

Lin Chen glanced at the leftovers on his own table. "Fragrant? If it's fragrant, take it and eat it."

"Bah! I'm not talking about this stuff!"

Tun Tun was exasperated. "I'm saying there's an extremely fragrant scent, and it's very alluring to me!"

Following the source and direction of the aroma, he leaped down and scurried right up to the burly man's side. "Lin Chen, it's right here!"

"Where did this little sapling come from?"

The burly man frowned and raised his foot, intending to kick Tun Tun away.

"Halt! How dare you attack your Tree Brother! You're asking for a beating!"

Tun Tun's footwork was extremely agile, allowing him to dodge sideways with ease.

Then, his arm transformed into a vine and whipped back, striking the burly man across the leg.

The burly man winced in pain. Furious, he stood up and prepared to take action.

"Apologies. This is my phantom beast; I haven't disciplined him properly, making a fool of myself in front of you all."

Seeing this, Lin Chen grabbed the little sapling back.

He then offered a slight smile as a gesture of apology.

"A disciple of the Fire Sect?"

Upon seeing the mark between Lin Chen's brows, everyone at that table felt a trace of shock swiftly flash through their eyes.

"So you're a Fire Sect disciple! A misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

The burly man hurriedly cupped his fists with a smile.

In Fire City, Fire Sect disciples were undoubtedly superior beings.

No matter who encountered them, they had to yield by three points!

"Lin Chen, he has something good on him that's immensely beneficial to me! Quick, beat him up and snatch the treasure!"

Tun Tun whispered excitedly into Lin Chen's ear.

Recalling the conversation among this group of people earlier, Lin Chen pondered for a moment before asking with a gentle smile, "Big Brother, earlier I heard you chatting about wanting to recruit some caravan guards?"