That idiot from the Sword Sect turned out to be a lucky charm.

"My uncle is so foolish! He was right, and my parents still owe him something. Won't they be afraid to argue with him in the future? Their master, the old sect leader, will definitely favor him out of pity. When the time comes, he'll definitely be the first choice to pass the sect leader position to him. Just look at how my uncle managed to develop that third-rate Heavenly Sword Sect into a first-rate sect, even capable of hosting grand events like the Cultivation World Grand Competition. It's clear that his abilities are first-rate. What a pity!"

Lin Jun: "..." I don't know how to respond to that! Although your uncle is very powerful, why don't you stand on your own father's side?

Lin Junqing cleared his throat, interrupting Lin Zhifeng's "treasonous" comment, and continued, "The rest is what everyone already knows. Your parents were happy together for many years. They had you many years after they both broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, but you were born with an incomplete soul. Your mother was overwhelmed with worry, and coupled with her mediocre talent, she eventually perished when she broke through to the Void Refinement Realm. After that, your father raised you single-handedly, and until he disappeared a few years ago, he was a very responsible and good father."

"Alright, that's all I know." Lin Jun finally let out a sigh of relief. He added as a final note, "I heard you guys got really targeted by the Heavenly Sword Sect on your trip. Looks like your uncle's still angry. Remember to avoid him in the future. Your father's not here either, so we can't afford to mess with him, we can only avoid him."

Lin Zhifeng expressed his gratitude to Lin Jun and also gave him some fire-attribute spirit ore for him to use in upgrading the Fiery Sword.

Lin Jun didn't stand on ceremony and gladly accepted it.

Lin Jun sat for a while longer before taking his leave, saying that he had enough materials and needed to go home to discuss an upgrade plan for the Fiery Sword with his father, and also asked his father to sponsor some of the upgrade costs.

Although Lin Zhifeng was already very wealthy, perhaps even more so than Lin Jun's elder father, he still envied Lin Jun for having the care and attention of an elder.

My biological father—the sect leader—is still missing! Sigh! I have no choice but to do what Yang Xiang in the Twenty-Four Filial Exemplars did and go to save my father who is in danger.

Lin Zhifeng was sitting there lost in thought when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Lin Zhifeng knew that this was definitely not Lin Jun returning, because this guy always knocked on the door and barged in, and had no idea what manners were.

Lin Zhifeng thought: Could it be an elder or a senior martial uncle coming to visit? So he quickly stood up and went to open the door.

When the door opened, Lin Zhifeng was stunned: the person outside was actually his uncle—Feng Bao, the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Having just learned about the juicy gossip about him and his parents, Lin Zhifeng was momentarily at a loss for words.

He wondered to himself: How did the storm get in? The Sword Sect's gates were protected by a barrier that only Sword Sect disciples could freely enter and exit. Could it be that he had already acquired the ability to break through such a massive barrier?

Seeing Lin Zhifeng's astonished expression as if he had seen a ghost, Feng Bao couldn't help but smile.

How many years has it been? He hasn't returned since he stormed off in a huff. Yesterday, upon seeing Lin Zhifeng, who was practically a carbon copy of Feng Yu, Feng Yu finally couldn't resist investigating his situation. After learning everything, he felt a pang of pity for the boy. Today, he couldn't resist and secretly sneaked in to see him.

Storm had prepared an invisibility talisman, intending to attach it to a Sword Sect disciple who was out and about to infiltrate the sect. However, the Sword Sect's barrier didn't repel him at all; he still possessed the same ability to freely enter and exit as when he was a Sword Sect disciple. It seemed that both his master and he still considered him a member of the Sword Sect. It's just that his master was no longer there, and he had disappeared…

The storm actually arrived quite early, only a step later than Lin Jun.

He saw that there were people in Lin Zhifeng's room, so he didn't show himself. However, his cultivation level was far higher than Lin Zhifeng's, so he overheard the conversation between the two little ones.

Feng Bao found Lin Zhifeng's "rumors" quite amusing.

"This child is quite sensible," Storm thought. "Whatever filth I have between them, the child is innocent. He's been mentally challenged since childhood, lost his mother, and now his father is missing. He's pitiful."

Lin Zhifeng would be utterly astonished if he knew what Feng Bao was thinking.

Lin Zhifeng, being a seasoned socialite, quickly regained his exceptional social skills after a moment of stunned silence, forcing a perfect smile as he invited his uncle inside.

He then used the honey and herbs he obtained from the secret realm to brew a cup of herbal tea for Storm, which he then respectfully presented with both hands, demonstrating the utmost courtesy.

Storm took the spirit tea and sipped it; it was surprisingly delicious. The ingredients must have been honey brewed by spirit bees and thousand-year-old spirit herbs.

This is probably the best thing a little kid can offer!

Since he already knew about my past with his parents, the fact that he still treated me this way shows that he is a rare and kind-hearted child.

Storm imagined Lin Zhifeng as a kind and filial young man, and after seeing his handsome face up close, which indeed resembled that of his old friend, his liking for Lin Zhifeng rose to another level.

Lin Zhifeng stood respectfully not far away, smiling as he said, "Uncle, is there anything you wish to ask me to do since you've come from afar?"

The storm looked him up and down carefully, and was satisfied with him in every way. So he said, "I don't have anything for you to do. You probably know something about my relationship with your parents. Although we haven't been in contact for many years, your mother is gone and your father has disappeared. You're just a child, and you can't be left without an elder to look after you."

Lin Zhifeng never expected to hear these words from him, and stood there dumbfounded, staring at Feng Bao with bright eyes.

Seeing his expression, Feng Bao must have imagined some touching scene, so he continued with a sense of satisfaction, "From now on, if there's anything you don't understand, you can come and ask me; if you're lacking anything in your cultivation, you can also come and ask me; if anyone dares to bully you, just tell me, and your uncle will definitely help you get revenge!"

He emphasized the word "uncle," and Lin Zhifeng was overjoyed to have gained a powerful backer, grinning from ear to ear. Good heavens! Such good fortune? Have I been too lucky lately?

He quickly bowed to the storm and said sweetly, "I understand, thank you, Uncle!"

Storm was secretly pleased, but outwardly remained nonchalant as he tossed a storage bag to Lin Zhifeng, saying, "Here are some low-grade materials and spirit stones. Take them and use them. In the future, if you need any rare materials to upgrade your spirit sword, just tell your uncle, and he'll take you to my private treasury to pick them out."