Ordinary people fear a prodigious fate like the Celestial Killer Lone Star Fate, but Lin Beichen chose to embrace it head-on.
The old saying may be worn, but the truth behind it remains unchanged.
Blades and swords are sharpened through honing, plum blossoms attain their fragrance from the bitter cold.
"If I conform to the great families, they will exalt me to the heavens, even finding numerous scholars to propagate my legacy. Hundreds of years from now, I might become a saint who paved the way.
They would labor to spread my teachings, recruiting disciples far and wide.
While I live, my disciples would fill the land, benefitting countless people. Wealth and beauty would be within my grasp, and my life would be carefree."
Lin Beichen gazed into the distance, his eyes carrying a hint of serenity.
"But this path, though effortless, would only make me a puppet nurtured by their influence. Now, though I row against the current and the path is difficult, I advance courageously, forging my own way."
The chain reaction brought by enlightenment made Lin Beichen lose interest in most things of the world.
Like a frog leaping out of a well, no matter how comfortable life in the well was, his eyes were now drawn to the vast, boundless universe. How could he return to the past?
The Celestial Gate had only recently opened. Those who could touch its threshold were mostly experts who had lingered in the Death Gate Realm for centuries.
Supreme cultivators, and even ordinary people below supreme, might find cultivation easier, yet would not realize the rarity of the Celestial Gate.
But this is only temporary.
What used to take decades or centuries to reach supreme, might now take only ten years. Some with extraordinary talent might sense spiritual qi early and advance across ranks directly.
"Take this."
Lin Beichen withdrew his thoughts and pulled out a token from inside his pocket.
"Qin Wenwu had many followers and disciples. After his death, these people’s interests have been harmed. Who knows what craziness they might resort to? Just in case, you must keep this token with you at all times."
"This token contains a trace of my aura. When you’re in danger, it will automatically sense it and protect you, as well as connect our minds to notify me."
Zhao Weinan was slightly taken aback, carefully taking the token and feeling its warmth. Her eyes glistened, nearly filled with tears.
To Lin Beichen, it was just a casual act, but to Zhao Weinan, this token had a different significance.
As long as Lin Beichen didn’t clarify in person, this token would be seen as a token of their love by outsiders.
Moreover, it was just a consideration of practical benefits.
If he never sees me again, then this token will be my only solace.
Zhao Weinan stared blankly at Lin Beichen, lost in her girlish thoughts.
"Don’t think you can get rid of me by giving me a token. You promised to spend the whole day with me today."
Zhao Weinan said hurriedly, turning her head to the side to hide the tears in her eyes from Lin Beichen.
"What are you waiting for then? Let’s go!"
Lin Beichen said with a smile.
The two got into the car and left.
Meanwhile, the Golden Mountain Sect’s bounty had already stirred up a lot of commotion.
The $100 million bounty would be followed by an additional billion or even hundreds of billions.
The more chaotic the world, the more valuable gold becomes.
Gold is easy to liquidate, but collecting it in large quantities can be somewhat inconvenient.
US dollars, on the other hand, are different.
Despite the constant fluctuations of the dollar, in many parts of the world, it remains the sole circulating currency.
With a high bounty, a powerful backer, and a generous offer, everyone was eager, afraid of missing out on this opportunity.
$100 million could even persuade supreme experts to act.
After all, while there are many strong individuals in this world, not all of them are constantly fortunate.
Some have fallen from grace for various reasons and are at a low point in their lives.
In any circle, $100 million is no small sum.
However, despite the loud clamor, very few took up the task.
Smart people know that the higher the bounty, the greater the risk.
The bounty was not entirely secret. No one would be foolish enough to accept it openly.
Otherwise, if the other party discovered it, they’d be killed before they had a chance to attempt the assassination.
Many were waiting.
To kill a strong person, one must first test his strength and see what weaknesses he has.
If he’s individually weak, they use assassination or accidental methods.
If he has few bodyguards, they create an ambush.
If he loves beauty, they use a honey trap; if he loves treasure, they poison it.
In short, as long as he’s human, a weakness can always be found.
"From Dragon Country... Lin Beichen?"
This was the first reaction of the assassins after reading the data.
Lin Beichen’s name was seriously regarded for the first time.
This young man, only around 20 years old, with an innocent appearance, had deeds and descriptions that were astonishing.
When planning the bounty, the Golden Mountain Sect did not disclose the reason for the $100 million bounty.
It wasn’t that they deliberately concealed it, but they didn’t want to reveal old wounds.
Qin Wenwu’s death caused a lot of turmoil at the upper levels but was strictly confidential at the lower levels.
Moreover, those at the lower levels might not even know Qin Wenwu’s fame.
To many, Qin Wenwu’s name only appeared in the Golden Mountain Sect’s historical records.
"It’s easy to deal with one person, but if this person is in Dragon Country, that nation is taboo for killers and mercenaries."
Some who understood Dragon Country had their concerns.