Renegade Immortal (仙逆) gives us a strange puzzle. Wang Lin (王林), a cultivator of terrifying power, agrees to protect the Sun family for one hundred years on Ran Yun Star (冉云星). He keeps his word. After a century, the Sun family grows from a weak clan into the planet’s dominant force. Their rivals—the Zhao (赵) and Ran families—collapse. But here is the twist: the protection that should save them instead breeds monsters. The younger Suns become arrogant, reckless, and cruel. They act as if the whole star belongs to them.
Then they make one fatal mistake. They cross Wang Lin himself. Not directly. They bully a quiet, simple man eating dinner alone. That man is Wang Ping (王平), Wang Lin’s son. And in Wang Lin’s eyes, these arrogant heirs are nothing but ants waiting to be crushed.
This moment forces a hard question. Does absolute protection destroy a family faster than any enemy? The Sun family, like the Huan family before them, proves that power without wisdom is a curse. Let us look at how a promise of safety turned into a recipe for disaster.
Century of Arrogance
The Sun family’s story starts well. Sun Xi, their dying ancestor, begs Wang Lin for help. Wang Lin raises the old man’s cultivation level and vows to guard the family for a hundred years. He is a man of his word. During that time, no enemy dares to touch the Suns. The Zhao family’s elders vanish. The Ran family’s protectors disappear. Rumor spreads that a powerful cultivator stands behind the Suns. So the family expands. They take land. They control trade. Young Suns walk through cities like kings. They do not fear punishment because no one can hurt them.
But here is the poison. Without consequences, their character rots. A young Sun lord steals from merchants. Another beats a servant for a small mistake. A third woman demands that entire streets clear when she passes. These are not evil acts from a single villain. This is a system of entitlement. The family elders, enjoying their new power, ignore the bad behavior. They say, “We are protected for a century. Who can judge us?” They forget that Wang Lin’s promise is a shield, not a license. A shield can be dropped. And the man holding it has his own limits.
The irony is sickening. Wang Lin wanted to honor a debt. He never asked for gratitude or worship. He simply gave them time—time to grow strong on their own. Instead, the Suns use that time to grow lazy and vicious. They mistake borrowed power for earned strength. This is the first curse of one-family rule: it attracts the worst people and rewards the worst habits. The family becomes a monster that feeds on its own pride.
Wrong Target
The breaking point is almost laughable. Wang Lin has retired to a quiet life. He is trying something called the Second Mortal Transformation—a process to heal his son’s resentment. Wang Ping, who carries deep wounds from his past, just wants a peaceful meal. But a young Sun noble sees an easy victim. The noble picks a fight with the silent Wang Ping. He shouts false accusations. He calls for guards. He acts exactly like the spoiled brat he has become. He has no idea that the two “ordinary” men in front of him include one of the deadliest cultivators alive.
When word reaches the Sun family that someone “insulted” their clan, they send strong enforcers. The enforcers arrive ready to kill. Then they see Wang Lin’s face. They recognize him as “Xu Mu (许木)”—the alias he used when helping their ancestor. In that instant, their confidence shatters. They know they have stepped on a landmine. A wise family would bow, apologize, and run. But the Suns’ arrogance has become instinct. Some still hesitate. Some still mutter about their powerful patron. They do not understand that they have already broken the one rule: never touch Wang Lin’s son. Wang Ping is his reverse scale, the one spot that triggers total destruction.
Wang Lin does not shout. He does not threaten. He simply looks at these people as what they are: insects. He kept his promise for a hundred years. He never said anything about forgiving stupidity. The Sun family, drunk on their fake power, is about to learn that a benefactor can become an executioner in one second. They thought they were invincible. They forgot who gave them safety—and who can take it away.
Huan’s Ghost
This is not the first time Ran Yun Star has seen a family destroyed by its own ego. Years ago, the Huan family ruled with the same iron fist. They were powerful, proud, and pitiless. When three minor cultivators from Ran Yun Star killed an unimportant Huan relative, the family did not forgive. They hunted the killers across planets. They spent four years tracking them down. Their revenge was savage and complete. But that blind fury drew Wang Lin’s attention. The Huan family’s arrogance became a beacon. Wang Lin, who hates bullies, watched them. And the Huan family, once a mighty clan, crumbled into dust. Teng Huayuan (藤化元) and Huan Wujing (幻无情)—both names of once-great tyrants—now serve as warnings carved in blood.
The Sun family walks the same path. They have the same blindness. They think being the strongest means being untouchable. They forget that strength without wisdom is just a bigger target. A true cultivator like Wang Lin does not fear powerful enemies. He fears careless allies who draw disaster. The Suns, by acting like spoiled children, are inviting someone to correct them. And Wang Lin is the worst possible corrector—because he owes them nothing but a completed promise. Once the century ends, or once they cross his line, the protection vanishes. Then they will face all the enemies their arrogance created, without any shield.
What should the Sun family have done? They should have used Wang Lin’s protection as a quiet workshop. Train the best disciples. Study harder than anyone. Build real strength that does not depend on one man’s word. They should have taken Wang Lin as a model—disciplined, patient, and deadly only when necessary. Instead, they chose to play tyrants on a small star. They do not realize that a tree that grows too tall without deep roots will fall in the first storm. The Huan family’s ghost is laughing. The Sun family is writing the same epitaph. And Wang Lin, sitting with his son, is waiting to see if they will choose wisdom or destruction. Judging by their behavior, he already knows the answer.