The Invincible Strongest Student

Lin Tian’s mood right now was quite gloomy and irritable. He was extremely annoyed by the feeling of being overshadowed in everything.

There was only one way to kill the old monster Wang Xingkong, and that was... to exhaust him!

A human’s life has its limits. Even if he transformed his body into a new Grotto Heaven, compared to the vastness of time, he was just an insignificant floating creature.

This old guy is not a turtle, is he? How come? Still wants to live for a few more hundred years.

Everyone has a rebellious spirit, like a spring. The more it’s compressed, the faster it rebounds.

Lin Tian wanted to rebound now, but... Wang Xingkong obviously didn’t give him this chance. Furthermore, this old guy acted and spoke in such unconventional ways, making it impossible to guess what he wanted to do next.

Lin Tian wanted to unlock the Luban Lock and then poison the pill, but he gave up on the thought. If Wang Xingkong didn’t eat this medicine himself but gave it to someone else, and it ended up killing that person and being traced back to poisoning, Lin Tian might also end up paying with his life.

However, just being ordered around like this, he felt incredibly unhappy. Thinking of marrying and having children with Wang Sijing made his head feel like it was splitting.

Staring at the Luban Lock, Lin Tian’s thoughts were dragged back to Bai Shishi’s villa. He wondered how her unborn child was doing? Thinking of how they must still be searching for him everywhere, he did not worry too much, as he expected Chen Moxiang would calm them down once released.

But... how does he escape?

Just as Lin Tian was lost in thought, Wang pushed open the door and walked in, followed by several Wang Family disciples in training clothes, each holding a large box.

"Handle with care, be gentle. Yes, put them under the window, don’t stack them together; are you pigs?"

Wang commanded the disciples with one hand behind his back and the other directing them, his voice authoritative and steady, quite befitting the demeanor of an elder.

Lin Tian was stunned by the scene, his throat moved as he pulled on Wang’s sleeve and asked, "Are these all the tools for lockpicking?"

Wang, still maintaining his old-fashioned demeanor, said indifferently, "Yes. The ancestors said you needed tools, so I brought them personally. You must take good care of these things in the boxes—they’re precious, and if anything breaks, I won’t forgive you."

Lin Tian rolled his eyes at these words, not interested at all.

After placing the boxes on the ground, Wang sent the disciples out, then casually sat opposite Lin Tian, trying to pour himself a cup of tea but finding the pot empty.

Lin Tian said irritably, "Now that the tools are delivered, why are you still sitting here?"

Wang gazed at the Luban Lock with an affectionate look, as if it were a lover, making Lin Tian shiver with unease.

"This Luban Lock is a treasure of the Wang Family; with it in your hands, I am not at ease. Naturally, I’ll watch you as you unlock it, and if needed, I can lend a hand," said Wang.

"Ha." Lin Tian crossed his arms, sneering at Wang, mocking, "Don’t talk like you’re doing this for my own good. This Luban Lock concerns my life; why would I be careless? Why need you to supervise? You’re just here to steal the skill, pretending to sound so gracious."

Wang, having lived this long, had grown quite thick-skinned. Even when exposed, he showed no embarrassment, simply saying, "Never too old to learn. I’m not interested in anything else; I’m just particularly fascinated by Mechanical Skill. If Mr. Lin is willing to teach, I’d be greatly appreciative."

"Talking as if you deserve it, huh?"

Lin Tian reached out and pointed at the door, saying, "Get out!"

These three words were like stepping on the old man’s tail; he almost jumped, glaring at Lin Tian with wide eyes, breathing heavily.

Lin Tian felt more satisfied seeing him angry, continuing, "You’ve lived this long, don’t you know some things are not to be passed on? You’re sitting here like you own the place, acting all righteous—I don’t have to indulge you. Locking me in this little room doesn’t mean I’m afraid of you; if you make me unhappy, I’ll smash this Luban Lock!"

Saying this excitedly, Lin Tian suddenly stood up, holding the Luban Lock high, looking like he was ready for mutual destruction.

This frightened Wang; he considered the Luban Lock a huge treasure and couldn’t let Lin Tian smash it. Although he knew it was a threat, Wang dared not take the risk...

"Okay, okay, I’m leaving. Put it down, don’t accidentally knock it," Wang said while retreating, softening his tone.

Lin Tian angrily shouted, "Get out!"

"Okay, okay, I’m leaving."

As Wang reached the door, Lin Tian shouted again, saying, "You want the horse to run, you must feed it. I’m working for the Wang Family, but sending some crappy osmanthus cake to appease me is ridiculous. Go, get me a beggar’s chicken, a bottle of Sichuan liquor, and some high-quality tea leaves—it’s summer, so Huang Mountain Mao Feng, Mount Lu Cloud Fog, Jun Mountain Silver Needle would all be fine."

Wang was dumbfounded. What the hell is this? This is clearly a lord, not a prisoner. Here I am, the seventh elder of the Wang Family, being used as a store clerk!

Before Wang could respond, Lin Tian glanced at him and slammed the table, saying sharply, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up! If I don’t eat well, I’m not working!"

Taking a deep breath to suppress his grievances, Wang finally left the room. For the Luban Lock, he endured!

After driving Wang out with words and curses, Lin Tian slumped into the chair, sweating like he’d been through a life-or-death battle.

Lin Tian knew that Wang Xingkong was nearby, observing his every move. Wang was merely a test; given Lin Tian’s character being suppressed by Wang Xingkong this much, not venting would indeed be suspicious and provoke speculation.

Not knowing how Wang Xingkong would perceive the tantrum just now, Lin Tian felt relief nonetheless.

Shortly thereafter, Wang returned, indeed bringing the beggar’s chicken and Sichuan liquor. Lin Tian didn’t bother washing his hands, peeled off the lotus leaf from the chicken, and started eating, then raised his eyebrows at Wang and said, "Pour me some wine. If I need help unlocking the Luban Lock, I’ll call you, and might even teach you a thing or two."

Just this one sentence brought joy to the previously grievance-filled seventh elder of the Wang Family, who eagerly poured Lin Tian a cup of wine.