As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

Lin Qingcheng is a fool.

But he has a good sister.

Over the years, as Lin Qinghe's power in the Ji family grew, his status also became higher and higher. Before the death of the two saints of the Lin family, he finally had a seat in the ancestral hall.

Barely able to enter the meeting hall.

After the death of the two Lin saints, he, who had been at the Return to Truth Realm for more than 800 years, somehow became a Quasi-Saint, and a few days ago he was supported by Lin Qinghe.

He killed the only quasi-saint of the Lin family, sat on the top seat in the clan hall, and became the head of the imperial Lin family.

"Master Lin, look, I won."

Lin Qingcheng said with his hands behind his back and a smile: "The drunkard has never been hit by more than three punches."

Lin Jiuxiao did not comment and looked up at the sky.

Lin Qinghe was seen merging into one with the goddess, standing barefoot in the air like a god. She raised her hand to smash the drunkard's sword intent, and suddenly appeared in front of the drunkard's Taoist body.

The slender white jade palm gently grasped and instantly crushed the drunkard's body.

Her figure disappeared in an instant, and appeared again in front of another Taoist body of the drunkard. She punched him again, and the Taoist fragments flew everywhere in an instant.

After smashing the drunkard's second body, Lin Qinghe turned around and punched into the void, dispersing a sword energy that had not yet manifested.

Her figure reappeared in front of the drunkard's last Taoist body. Her delicate jade hands grasped the drunkard's throat and said with a smile, "My divine eyes can see through the details. At least I can see through your three-step swordsmanship. I'm here before your sword comes out. What can you use to fight me?"

The words fell.

She picked up the drunkard and smashed him to the ground, and his body was shattered into pieces before he was even in the air.

"Buzz!"

Just as the drunkard's body was completely destroyed, a sword light suddenly appeared, and the whole sky was filled with light, like a surging river.

The only thing that could be seen in the entire sky was this crazy sword light.

This sword was used by a drunkard.

He didn't have his own sword, so he used himself as a sword to strike out.

This sword will kill people and yourself, and both will be destroyed.

If Lin Qinghe could block it, the drunkard's sword would break and he would die. If Lin Qinghe could not block it, he would be chopped to pieces by the sword light. There was no third possibility.

Lin Qinghe was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that the drunkard would be so courageous as to perish together with her.

It's a pity that this madman doesn't understand at all.

She is a descendant of Baidi Baishou, one of the nine innate gods and demons when the world was first created.

If it wasn't for hiding her identity, her cultivation would not be just that of a quasi-saint.

She has completely awakened the bloodline of the White Emperor, and can enter the holy realm at any time if she wants.

Don't talk about drunkards.

Even if Qing Yunzi was right in front of her, she could kill him with a punch.

But if she were to become a saint, the secrets surrounding her would be hard to explain.

Now that the human race is in power, the gods and demons have been hiding in the four worlds, waiting for half a million years before the fight for supremacy is reopened. What the gods and demons are seeking is the ownership of one world.

As the leader of the "Return" organization in the Great Wilderness, if she reveals her identity to a madman and lets "Return" be exposed to the human race in advance, she might lose the big picture and cause unexpected changes...

Not worth it.

But if she didn't reach the holy realm, she wasn't sure she could take on the drunkard's sword that would destroy both her and herself.

Maybe even die.

Just when she was hesitating.

A brilliant golden light from the emperor's tomb broke through the void and instantly appeared in front of her.

The golden light condensed into a man in white clothes with dazzling golden light.

The man sat upright on the golden throne, his imposing manner was as great as a mountain, his eyebrows were as straight as swords. He picked up the drunkard who had transformed into a sword with two fingers, and with a casual flick of his hand, the sword energy on his body was dissipated and thrown into the hill of the brothel.

Carefree and casual, domineering and unrivaled.

It was like a god descending to the world, looking down upon the world.

Lin Qinghe looked at the man's back and felt a sense of familiarity for no reason, as if the man in front of her was of the same kind as herself.

And she felt a faint blood suppression.

It seems that the person in front of me is nobler than myself!

Not only her, but Song Zhong, who had beaten Zhao Tianlai until he was bleeding profusely, also stopped and looked at the man who looked down on the world with suspicion, feeling a kind of pressure from the superior.

All gods and demons in later generations originated from the nine innate gods and demons. The purer the bloodline, the higher the status.

Naturally suppress hybrids with impure blood.

Lin Qinghe's bloodline felt pure, but Song Zhongsheng still had a part of his human bloodline in his body. He felt the pressure was as heavy as a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.

But this person is clearly a human.

Song Zhong has a magical power called 'Qingming Technique', which also belongs to the category of divine eyes. It has an ancient origin and is rumored to be traced back to Qing Emperor Qingming, one of the nine innate gods and demons. It is different from Lin Qinghe's divine eyes that can see the big picture from the subtle details.

The Qingming Technique can peek into other people's internal energy, including their origins. It is precisely because of this magical power that he was able to serve as the 'Forerunner' of the Return Organization at a young age.

But now, he suddenly doubted his Qingming Technique. The saint in front of him was human from the inside out, but he felt the blood suppression.

This has never happened before.

"Humph!"

Feeling Song Zhong's gaze, the man in white's eyes shot out two golden rays of light, forcing Song Zhong to his knees on the ground. The eyes that were shining with clear light were instantly drenched in blood.

"Senior, please show some mercy..."

Seeing that Song Zhong’s eyes were about to be destroyed, Lin Qinghe quickly spoke out to stop him.

Then he bowed slightly to the man in white and said softly, "I am Lin Qinghe, the leader of the Great Wilderness Monk Alliance. Thank you for your help, senior."

"To lend a hand?"

The man in white suddenly laughed and said faintly, "Little guy, you probably misunderstood. This god...this saint is not helping you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in white slowly stood up and glanced at the people in the brothel on the hill. His face turned cold and he said, "I am Tu Jia, a guest of my brothel. Little guy, you killed my people while I was away. Do you want to die?"

"A guest at a brothel?"

This statement came out.

Lin Qinghe was stunned.

What is a brothel? It's just a bunch of rabble gathering together for warmth.

The only person worth paying attention to is Chen Zhiming, who is known as the master of swordsmanship in the world. But now Chen Zhiming is dead, and Lin Qinghe doesn't take the brothel seriously at all.

The reason why Song Zhong killed people.

It's just like she said, it's just an eyesore.

I didn't expect that such a small brothel would give rise to such a big shot.

And this big guy is suspected to be a god...

Not only Lin Qinghe, but everyone in the brothel couldn't believe it, and then a feeling of ecstasy surged out.

Earlier, the man in white had easily destroyed the drunken senior's sword technique, which was intended to destroy both themselves and the enemy. They were already in despair and were ready to die.

Who would have thought that in a twist of fate, this saint was actually a guest of a brothel...

Xu Luo and Yu Tu Tu looked at each other, and an absurd thought arose in their minds at the same time.

Could this be the boss's new big shot, and the boss is not dead yet?

The man in white was naturally Tu Ang.

When he walked out of the center of the formation, before he had time to have fun, he saw Chen Zhian looking at him with a cold face.

He was overjoyed after learning about the situation.

He immediately shamelessly became a guest of the brothel.

He even volunteered to come out and save people, and the main point is the human relationship...

Seeing that everyone had fallen silent, they all looked at themselves.

Tu Ang coughed lightly, bowed slightly towards the distance, and said expressionlessly: "Ants in the Great Wilderness, why don't you follow me in welcoming the owner of the building."

As his words fell.

I saw a man in green clothes walking towards me in the distance, carrying a sword box on his back.

On his left and right, the sword immortal Ye Qingtian and Ye Qingtian, the strongest female sword cultivator in the world of Great Wilderness, walked slowly.