Chapter 150: Trembling Stars

Seeing the Xie family’s increasingly arrogant and overbearing behavior, Lin Le’s patience had reached its limit, and his explosive temper finally erupted.

"I don't care about your damn Xie family or any supposed blood ties. Since you view me, Lin Le, as nothing more than a spineless wretch to be trampled upon, I have no reason to show you even an ounce of respect!"

"This is rebellion! The boy has completely lost his mind!" the Third Aunt shrieked in disbelief, as if she had been stepped on.

"Second Brother, you heard him! This brat has no intention of associating with our Xie family; he doesn't hold our prestigious house in any regard at all!" the Fourth Aunt added, spitting as she lashed out in anger.

"Big Sister, this is the fine son you produced with that man surnamed Lin! He’s utterly rebellious and disrespectful, completely failing to acknowledge us as his elders. How dare he speak to us like this!" the Third Uncle, Xie Yucheng, blustered with rage, his face contorted.

"A boy raised in a lowly household—completely lacking in upbringing and manners!" the Fourth Uncle, Xie Xiuwei, pointed at Lin Le, his finger trembling with fury.

"That's right! Absolutely no upbringing! No manners!" the Third and Fourth Aunts chimed in with their own condemnations.

"Upbringing? Manners?" Lin Le sneered. "Are you even worthy of the words?"

"Your children bully others—is that what you call upbringing? Is that what you call manners?"

"Slandering others and playing the victim first—is that what you call upbringing? Is that what you call manners?"

"You are my mother’s own siblings, yet you have never held your eldest sister in any regard, constantly barking orders at her. Is that what you call upbringing? Is that what you call manners?"

Lin Le’s voice was calm, yet every word struck like a needle, hitting home with such force that Xie Jingguo and Xie Yucheng could no longer maintain their composure.

"Xiao Le..." Xie Qiushan looked at her son with a pained expression. Every word Lin Le spoke was something she had long wanted to say herself, but in her current circumstances, she had never dared to voice them.

"Mom, I know you want to endure for the sake of peace, but sometimes, the more you compromise, the more others perceive you as weak and easy to bully. You’ve done enough. Leave the rest to me," Lin Le said steadily, locking eyes with her.

Xie Qiushan was stunned. In her eyes, her son had always been a troublemaker, a source of constant frustration. Yet now, despite the impending trouble, she saw a maturity and composure in his eyes she had never seen before.

Seeing Lin Le openly challenge the elders of the Xie family, Xie Xinglong and Xie Dong were shocked. However, Xie Xinglong was secretly gloating. He had worried that Lin Le might actually give in, which would have robbed them of the chance to crush him completely. Now, the boy was arrogant enough to challenge the entire Xie family—not even the gods could save him now!

*A master of the Transformation Realm, is it?* he thought. *Hmph, let him gloat for a while longer. Once my master steps in, I’ll see if this shaky, superficial Transformation Realm master can withstand even a single strike!*

"Fine, fine, fine! I looked past your transgressions for your mother’s sake and treated you like a member of our family, but it seems that was a waste of breath!" Xie Jingguo, the heir to the family, gritted his teeth. "Big Sister, I’ve given all the respect I could. Since your precious son holds no regard for our house, don't blame me for what happens next!"

With that, Xie Jingguo shouted toward the door, "Come in! Teach this bastard of the Lin family a lesson and show him the true power of the Xie family!"

A thunderous commotion ensued as dozens of uniformed guards surged into the room, surrounding Lin Le in an instant.

"Jingguo!" Xie Qiushan cried out, trying to intervene.

"I’m sorry, Big Sister," Xie Jingguo replied coldly.

"Why waste words? Get him!" the Third Uncle, Xie Yucheng, commanded impatiently.

As the guards lunged forward, Lin Le let out a sharp shout: "Wait! You want to fight? Let’s take this outside; I won’t have you dirtying my mother’s floor!"

Surrounded by the guards, Lin Le walked out of the villa to the spacious courtyard. Xie Qiushan, filled with fear and sorrow—never expecting her son’s visit to end this way—followed them out.

In the courtyard, Lin Le was encircled by dozens of Xie guards. They were all martial artists of considerable skill, each at least at the entry level of Internal Strength. The combined force of so many fighters was formidable. The three uncles and their wives watched with cold satisfaction, eager to see the "Lin family bastard" pay for injuring their children and disrespecting them. Xie Xinglong and Xie Dong were equally delighted, hoping the situation would escalate until the family patriarch was forced to intervene. To them, these guards were merely appetizers; once Lin Le was exhausted, they would call upon Gongshu Ye to crush him completely.

"Attack!" Xie Yucheng roared.

The guards hesitated no longer, rushing at Lin Le from all sides. Xie Jingguo and the others watched with malice, waiting to see the boy suffer. Xie Qiushan tried to intervene but was blocked by the crowd.

Lin Le’s expression darkened as he bellowed: "Eight Absolutes of the Lingxiao: Tremor of the Stars!"

He slammed his palm onto the ground. A deafening roar shattered the air as a surge of ferocious true energy erupted from his palm. A visible shockwave, several meters high, tore through the air, sweeping toward the guards with unstoppable force.

The guards were instantly flipped over like ragdolls, some even launched several meters into the air by the sheer power of the blow. Within a ten-meter radius, the ground cracked and shattered as if hit by a hurricane.

The power of the technique dissipated as quickly as it had appeared, leaving behind only the sound of agony. The dozens of guards lay scattered on the ground, wailing in pain. The *Tremor of the Stars*, a technique from the *Lingxiao Sutra*, was a celestial martial art of immense power. Though Lin Le was only at the third level of the *Lingxiao Sutra*, the force was far beyond what these ordinary martial artists could withstand.

Within moments, the courtyard was filled with fallen guards. Only Lin Le remained standing, his expression cold and unyielding.

"Today, I don't care what kind of damn Xie family you are. Since you dared to bully the Lin family, even if you were the heavens themselves, I would tear a hole right through you!"