[Wuxia] Hunting Beauties in the Qin Dynasty (Complete) - Chapter 36

Chapter 217 Fengye Town
Update Time: 9-21 15:13:04 Words: 3812

In the sky, a huge flying cloud beast pulled a pitch-black giant carriage, speeding across like a shooting star.
This was the Xuanyuan Carriage, which the Lin family had spent a fortune to build.
The carriage was spacious, seating six people, which wasn't too much. For the convenience and privacy of each person cultivating, there were six separate rooms inside the carriage, as well as a spacious council hall.
This Xuanyuan Carriage was fully equipped and carried a lot of Qingyun Mountain's specialty foods and wines. Along the way, the six late-stage Core Formation cultivators either went into their own rooms to rest and cultivate, or gathered together to chat and drink. The journey from Qingyun Mountain westward wasn't too boring.
It must be said that Lin Mubai's thinking was quite thoughtful.
Along the way, Long Lin and Situ Hongyun didn't talk much. Situ Hongyun seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally avoiding Long Lin, avoiding eye contact with him.
Perhaps she was still troubled by her sudden departure!
Long Lin thought this, but didn't dwell on it too much. After all, that fleeting beauty of yesteryear was now in the past, and old stories no longer held much significance.
Chatting with other cultivators along the way, Long Lin learned quite a bit about the cultivation world, which broadened his horizons considerably. Moreover, with no one to disturb him, he also managed to find Edward's mental power wizarding techniques and practiced them briefly.
Unexpectedly, these mental power wizards were indeed extraordinary; they could manipulate objects, fly, and attack solely with their mental power. The sheer strength of their mental power was astonishing.
A mental power wizard like Edward possessed a level of consciousness comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Fortunately, mental power attacks were limited, and mental power wizards generally had poor physical strength, so their overall strength was only comparable to that of a Core Formation cultivator.
However, Long Lin possessed the spiritual power of wood, making his body almost immortal. Cultivating this mental power technique amplified his willpower several times over.
In just over ten days, Long Lin's mental strength had advanced by leaps and bounds; even without using any magical artifacts, he could manipulate objects and control the air.
In the cultivation world, there are sword control techniques, puppet techniques, and soul-shaking techniques. Sword control techniques are excelled by the Qingyun Sect, puppet techniques by the Tiandao Sect, and soul-shaking techniques are a closely guarded secret of the Yuhuang Sect. All three techniques can manipulate objects, but they all rely on one's own magical power plus the spiritual energy of magical artifacts; the use of mental power is only a small part.
With Long Lin's mid-stage Core Formation cultivation, sword control was no problem, but it still consumed a large amount of his magical power. He could use it at full power in ordinary times or when escaping, but in actual combat, he worried about running out of magical power.
The same principle applied to puppet techniques and soul-shaking techniques. Therefore, the prevalence of magical treasures in the cultivation world is inevitable. A high-grade magical treasure consumes far less mana than a low-grade magical treasure or ordinary weapon, both in terms of control and mana consumption. This allows cultivators to sustain their mana in battle for longer, with a stronger burst of mana, naturally increasing their chances of victory.
Thus, high-grade magical treasures are generally coveted possessions for any cultivator.
However, Long Lin can now fly on his sword almost entirely without mana, requiring only some physical strength and willpower. Moreover, his control over his flying sword using willpower is incredibly precise, far superior to the limited ranged attacks that rely solely on mana.
"Come!"
Long Lin pointed, and a wine cup on a small table nearby flew to his lips. He tilted it slightly, and the wine poured into his mouth.
His willpower is incredibly strong, and his physical strength, after cultivating the Azure Emperor Wood Spiritual Qi, is virtually inexhaustible. He can naturally indulge in this luxurious treatment.
If Lin Mubai and the others saw him casually directing the wine cups to drink, they would probably be utterly astonished! With their magical power, none of them would easily expend it like that.
In the cultivation world, from Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment to Core Formation, it's almost always a world of supreme magical power. Every move and stance is inseparable from the magical power within the dantian. In the Qi Refining stage, true qi merges into the limbs and eight meridians; in the Foundation Establishment stage, a magical power vortex is formed in the dantian; and in the Core Formation stage, a magical power golden core is formed. However, no matter what, this magical power is far from enough to be consumed in battle. Magical treasures, pills to replenish magical power, and spirit beasts that assist in battle all play a decisive role in the outcome of a battle.
"Esteemed Immortal Masters, please come out for a chat!"
Long Lin had just poured a cup of wine into his mouth, enjoying the cool and sweet sensation from his throat to his lungs, when he heard Lin Mubai's voice from outside.
Not knowing what had happened, Long Lin got up and went out of his room. At this time, the others also came out of their rooms, and the six of them gathered in the council hall of the carriage.
"Fellow immortal masters, we've been flying in the sky for over half a month. Beyond that lies the legendary desolate land! In my opinion, why don't we rest here for a bit before heading to the desolate land?"
Lin Mubai said
, pointing downwards. Looking through the crystal-polished window in the direction Lin Mubai was pointing, they saw a sizable town below, and beyond that, an endless expanse of Gobi Desert and barren land. Occasionally, in the far distance, one could see a lone, withered tree standing there like a desolate old man.
"Good! It's been so long since we've set foot on solid ground; it's truly been quite tedious!"
"Brother Lin, you've thought of everything!"
"Alright, let's rest in that town and inquire about the desolate land while we're at it."
The others agreed.
After all, besides Lin Mubai and his companions, Long Lin and the others were there to help; there was no reason for them to risk their lives traveling. Taking this opportunity to learn more about the customs and traditions of other places would benefit their future cultivation. Moreover, this place is located at the border between the mainland and the wilderness, so the local customs must be different from other places.
Having obtained everyone's consent, Lin Mubai chanted an incantation to stop the flying cloud beast and landed from the wilderness dozens of miles from the market town.
After storing the flying cloud beast and the Xuanyuan chariot in his Ruyi bag, the group of six strolled leisurely towards the market town, chatting and laughing. Although they were strolling leisurely, a mere few dozen miles was only the time it takes to eat a meal or drink a cup of tea for them.
Situ Hongyun and Bing Lingyu, the two women, had been chatting quite congenially along the way. Now, they were lagging behind the four men, whispering something. Long Lin's mental power was strong; even though they were speaking in hushed tones, he could hear them clearly.
However, after only a few sentences, he stopped listening, because the two were discussing their plan to buy some underwear and women's items in the market town.
"Brother Ouyang, people say that the lone smoke rises straight from the desert and the setting sun is round over the long river. I never expected to see such a magnificent and spectacular scene here!"
Long Lin laughed heartily, dispelling some of his romantic thoughts.
"Yes... it is indeed a magnificent sight, but the spiritual energy here is thin, so it's not a good place for cultivation!"
Ouyang Ran replied cheerfully.
Of the six people, Situ Hongyun didn't talk much to Long Lin, and Bing Lingyu, being a few years older and in her thirties, had a certain charm, but Long Lin didn't have a maternal instinct, so they didn't interact much. Lin Muzhong and Lin Mubai had little free time to exchange flying beasts, and both of them were preoccupied with their Lin clan uncles in that desolate land, so their conversations weren't very meaningful. Therefore, he got along quite well with the rough-around-the-edges and forthright Ouyang Ran.
The journey of several dozen miles was quickly covered in a few words of conversation, and they could now see the entire town up close.
"Kazeno Town!"
The town's walls were haphazardly constructed from unpolished stones, high and wide, abnormally sturdy, giving them a unique, exotic appearance.
Not many people came and went from the town. Moreover, there were few cultivators among them; most were burly martial artists carrying swords, spears, and halberds. They moved in groups of three to five, or seven to eight, carrying large bundles of game or food bags.
This was understandable; in such a sparsely spiritual place, no cultivators practiced here. Only martial artists who honed their blood and qi would gather in this desolate land to hone their killing intent.
Long Lin thought to himself.
Without further ado, the group of six entered the town gate. Perhaps because they were so ordinary, the martial artists along the way didn't even glance at them, simply walking past indifferently. However, the two beautiful women at the back attracted quite a few unfriendly stares.
As they passed through the city gate, Long Lin casually wiped away the thick layer of dust. He shook his head inwardly, thinking that Bing Lingyu and Situ Yu's secret plan was probably doomed.
After all, in this dusty place, finding anything exquisite would be difficult.
Before even entering the city, two soldiers in standard leather armor had already come to greet them. They glanced at Long Lin and his companions, then their spirits lifted, and they approached with smiles, politely asking, "Six gentlemen, are you cultivators from afar?"
Lin Mubai sized up the two unremarkable soldiers and smiled, "You two have good taste. We are indeed cultivators from the interior. Doesn't Fengye Town welcome us?"
"No, it's not that, Immortal Masters misunderstand! In fact, our Fengye Town warmly welcomes cultivators! May I ask what business you have in Fengye Town? Would you be interested in visiting our Tianfeng Mercenary Guild?"
one of the soldiers quickly said.
"Mercenary Guild?"
Lin Mubai pondered for a moment. Upon hearing the word "mercenary," Long Lin became interested. "Mercenary Guild, what kind of place is that?"
"Sir, this is an alliance of mercenary teams from various squads in Wildwind Town. We are extremely hospitable, especially welcoming cultivators to visit."
"That's right! As long as you visit our Heavenly Wind Mercenary Guild, all your expenses in Wildwind Town—food, clothing, transportation, and entertainment—will be covered by our guild. And if you need anything, just give the order, and we will do our best to handle it!"
The two soldiers explained respectfully, their faces beaming with smiles, their eyes filled with anticipation as they looked at Long Lin and the others.
"Oh? So hospitable… There's a saying: 'Unsolicited kindness is either a swindler or a crook.' Does your Heavenly Wind Mercenary Guild have something to ask of us cultivators?"
Lin Mubai, the most cunning and straightforward of the cultivators, with a slightly wicked air, shook his fiery red folding fan and asked somewhat impolitely.
"Sir, you've misunderstood us! We're neither thieves nor villains. If we need anything from you immortal masters, it's best if you grant our request. However, we promise everything will be as you wish."
The two soldiers hesitated slightly, and one of them cautiously replied.
Looking at their expressions, Long Lin suddenly remembered the warriors he'd encountered carrying their prey back from the road earlier, some of them bearing injuries. He assumed those were mercenary teams. He immediately asked, "How many mercenary guilds are there in Fengye Town?"
The two soldiers were taken aback before replying, "To be honest, sir, there are two mercenary guilds in Fengye Town, but our Tianfeng Guild is the most hospitable and the strongest!"
Lin Mubai and the others didn't understand what this meant and simply looked at Long Lin. Hearing the soldier's explanation, Long Lin immediately understood the situation and laughed, "Since they're so hospitable, Brother Lin, Brother Ouyang, let's go pay a visit to the Tianfeng Guild!"
"Alright..."
Lin Mubai and the others were fine and didn't want to go against Long Lin's wishes, so they readily agreed.
Upon hearing that Long Lin and the others had agreed to their request, the two soldiers' faces lit up with joy. They hurriedly nodded and bowed, abandoning their guard duties at the gate to respectfully lead the six men towards Fengye Town.
"Brother Long, what exactly is going on?"
Ouyang Ran, a few steps behind, approached Long Lin and asked in a low voice using his magic.
Long Lin smiled slightly and explained in a low voice. Ouyang Ran understood and couldn't help but stroke his beard and laugh heartily.

Author's Note:
A long chapter of 4,000 words. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

Chapter 218 Mercenary Guild
Update Time: 9-22 8:51:09 Words: 3723

Long Lin said to Ouyang Ran, "Damn it, two guilds are competing to recruit people. Why not take advantage of this opportunity!"
Ouyang Ran laughed heartily, but the others didn't know, only glancing at Long Lin and Ouyang Ran, not understanding what he meant. It turned out that they had only ever cultivated their Daoist arts since birth, occasionally managing family affairs. They were usually unaware of the strange happenings in this remote village, let alone the rules of Fengye Town, and of course, the unspoken rules among mercenary groups.
However, Long Lin was a seasoned veteran who had spent many years in mercenary groups. To paraphrase an old saying from the past, "What's the most valuable thing in the modern era? Talent!" In the ephemeral profession of mercenary, the importance of talent is self-evident. After all, a group of tough guys under one's command gives one much more confidence
than a group of cowards. Although there are no mercenary guilds in modern times, any mercenary leader would be green with envy at the sight of a talented individual, wanting to use every means to recruit them, or at the very least, prevent them from becoming enemies. And these were all cultivators, almost abnormally strong by ordinary standards.
Therefore, Long Lin naturally... The Tianfeng Mercenary Group was used to this kind of behavior and was happy to do them a favor. Throughout history, any soldier who introduced a powerful figure to their mercenary group, regardless of success or failure, would receive a substantial commission. No wonder the two soldiers fawned over them like bees to honey.
The two soldiers led Long Lin and the others to a relatively wide street, where the number of bystanders decreased significantly, and burly men wiping their knives and swords were everywhere, with imposing mercenary warriors coming and going.
"Esteemed Immortal Masters, this is the territory of our Tianfeng Mercenary Guild! No one dares to cause trouble here!"
Two soldiers arrived, their expressions seemingly relaxed, and they proudly introduced the castle to Long Lin and the others. "
Look, that's our Heavenly Wind Mercenary Guild..."
Following the direction one of the soldiers pointed, a massive stone castle stood in the middle of the street. Two huge, heavy wooden doors were tightly shut, with only a small door for entry and exit. The castle was densely packed with firing positions, the faint glint of arrows visible within, clearly heavily guarded.
"What a mercenary guild!"
Long Lin murmured in admiration. If he had possessed such a castle back then, he wouldn't have suffered such heavy casualties in that battle.
However, while these facilities were quite intimidating to martial artists, they were like child's toys to them cultivators, not worth mentioning. The group simply smiled slightly and followed the two soldiers to the gate.
"Please wait a moment, esteemed immortal masters!" One
soldier stayed behind to accompany Long Lin and the others, while another went inside to report. A short while later, a series of hurried footsteps were heard from inside, followed by the loud crash of two large doors opening. A burly man with a full beard led a group of people out to greet them.
"Oh dear, six immortal masters, Tianfeng is late in welcoming you; please forgive me!"
Before he even arrived, his voice preceded him. The burly man stepped forward, laughing heartily. His laughter carried a touch of the unique boldness of a martial artist.
"This is our guild's Grand Elder, Chen Tianfeng!"
a soldier beside him quickly introduced.
Long Lin had a good impression of this man and immediately gave Lin Mubai a wink. Lin Mubai, of course, understood and bowed respectfully, saying, "Elder Tianfeng, you're too kind. We're all martial artists; how can we be so formal?"
"Oh dear, no, no... Your esteemed presence, Immortal Master, is a great honor for Tianfeng Sect! Come, quickly prepare the palanquin and carry these gentlemen inside!"
Chen Tianfeng said in a loud voice, waving his hand, and six two-person sedan chairs arrived.
After some polite exchanges, unable to refuse, Long Lin and the others boarded the palanquin and comfortably walked inside, surrounded by the crowd.
On the palanquin, Long Lin discreetly observed Chen Tianfeng, noticing that although he outwardly displayed the aura of a martial artist, his actual cultivation had already reached the late Foundation Establishment stage. He was a rare cultivator among those he had encountered throughout his journey in Fengye Town
. Long Lin thought to himself, "Chen Tianfeng must have already sensed the unfathomable depth of their power, hence his enthusiasm." Chen Tianfeng, being a cultivator himself, would naturally try to discern their cultivation levels, but with his late Foundation Establishment level, it was difficult for him to determine their exact strength.
However, knowing that their cultivation was higher than his was sufficient.
Upon entering the castle, Long Lin discovered that its interior was far more sturdy than it appeared from the outside. Furthermore, some important entrances emitted faint spiritual light, indicating they had been sealed with array formations.
The first three floors of the castle were constructed entirely of bluestone, unadorned and haphazardly furnished with swords, spears, halberds, bows, and javelins. However, the third floor presented a completely different scene.
Not only were there artificial mountains and water features, but the walls were also decorated quite lavishly, no less impressive than those in the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty.
"A mere late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator can reign supreme here; that's quite remarkable!"
Long Lin thought to himself. Before long, the crowd, escorting the sedan chair, had already ascended to the sixth floor.
"Esteemed Immortal Masters, this is the highest-level reception hall of our Heavenly Wind Guild. We hope you will forgive us if it doesn't meet your standards!"
On the sixth floor was a large hall, about half an acre in size. The floor was paved with flawless white stone, and the walls were adorned with the characters "Heavenly Wind" in various calligraphic styles, creating a unique and imposing atmosphere.
In the center of the hall, single soft couches, each the size of a bed, were arranged in a circle, each with a small square table in front, some holding a few strands of peach blossoms, others two fruit platters. Beautiful women with pretty faces and graceful figures stood around them.
The sedan chair carried by two men carried them all the way to the soft couch before setting it down.
"Esteemed Immortal Masters, please sit, please sit!"
Chen Tianfeng greeted them warmly.
Long Lin was the first to accept the invitation and sat down on the soft couch, followed by the others. Long Lin then said, "It is truly an honor to meet Elder Tianfeng today. We are all cultivators, there is no need for such lavish treatment!"
"It is only right, it is only right!"
Chen Tianfeng smiled, glancing at everyone, and said, "It is a great honor for our Tianfeng Guild that you Immortal Masters have come to visit. I am meeting you all for the first time and do not yet know your esteemed names or where your spiritual abodes are. If you do not mind, may I ask you to tell me?"
He spoke with perfect tact, and Long Lin and the others had no choice but to reveal their sects.
After introductions, Chen Tianfeng asked, "What are your plans for Fengye Town, fellow immortal masters?"

Lin Mubai, being the leader, had no need to hide anything and simply explained his intention to venture deeper into the desolate lands. Chen Tianfeng's face immediately showed surprise, but he wisely refrained from further inquiry. After all, the six immortal masters who were capable of venturing into the desolate lands were clearly all Core Formation stage cultivators, and there were certain things they couldn't possibly know. Although Chen
Tianfeng was rough in appearance, he was a meticulous person. He immediately sent people to serve tea and fruit, and had over a dozen beautiful maids around him, who were constantly on their feet, meticulously attending to the six of them like windmills. Their attentiveness and meticulousness made even Long Lin, who had seen many grand occasions, feel somewhat uncomfortable, while Bing Lingyu and Situ Hongyun were already flushed, and Lin Mubai, Lin Muzhong, and Ouyang Ran were already somewhat smug.
Only then did Chen Tianfeng give a general account of his plans for Fengye Town.
Originally, Fengye Town was an important fortress during the ancient war between immortals and demons. After the immortals triumphed over the demons, it gradually evolved into a market town. Due to the scarcity of spiritual energy and its location in the tangled region between the wilderness and the inland continent, both immortals and demons retreated, and the area gradually became the domain of martial artists.
Most of these martial artists are now mercenaries, making a living by hunting magical beasts deep in the fringes of the wilderness. After all, the hides of low-level magical beasts are high-grade raw materials for many wealthy people to make clothes and utensils, and are extremely expensive. So, apart from the inherent dangers, the rewards are also extremely rich. Gradually, the number of martial artist mercenaries here increased, and over time, they formed their own spheres of influence.
Fengye Town is now mainly dominated by three forces: the Tianfeng Guild led by Chen Tianfeng, the Wild Wolf Guild, and the Warrior Alliance Guild. Although the other two are smaller, they are ruthless and ruleless, and in recent years they have become competitors to the Tianfeng Guild.
Occasionally, cultivators hunting magical beasts in the desolate lands would pass through this place and stop, becoming sought-after by various guilds. There was a reason for this: years ago, a Core Formation stage cultivator passed through and was bribed by the leader of the Wild Wolf Guild, who then forcibly seized a large swathe of territory from the Heavenly Wind Guild. While the Warrior Alliance Guild didn't focus on cultivators, it had gathered a group of high-level martial artists and possessed the strength to fight against cultivators. The current state of Wind Wild Town was a tripartite division, each forming a balance of power.
"So, Elder Chen also wants to repay the favor in kind, using us to avenge the land theft of years ago?"
Long Lin said with a slight smile.
Chen Tianfeng had spoken at length, recounting anecdotes, describing the local customs, recounting achievements, and complaining—like a storyteller, captivating everyone's attention. However, Long Lin had no interest in stories and asked directly. There's a saying that goes, "Those who offer unsolicited kindness are either up to no good or have ulterior motives; those who treat you with lavish gifts must have something in mind."
This old saying is certainly true. Upon hearing this, Lin Mubai and the others finally understood, even straightening their posture slightly as they sat on the soft couch.
After all, they were merely passing through and didn't want to cause trouble or meddle in other people's business.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare… I just got carried away and rambled on a bit. Please don't take it to heart, esteemed immortals! Actually, I invited you all here mainly because I admire your kind heart, senior Daoist, and wish to make more friends. I have no other requests, no other requests at all,"
Chen Tianfeng quickly said.
"Well, esteemed immortal masters, if you'd be willing to stay in Fengye Town for a few days, why not stay at our Tianfeng Guild? My place may be simple, but it's much cleaner than the inns in town, and there are no idle people to bother you. If you have any needs, just let us know, and we'll certainly do our best to satisfy you!"
After a moment's thought, Chen Tianfeng continued, changing the subject of asking them for help.
Long Lin, seeing that Chen Tianfeng, though seemingly a rough man, was quick-witted and quite shrewd, felt a sense of admiration and goodwill. He immediately said to Lin Mubai, "Since Elder Chen is so hospitable, it would be impolite of us to refuse! Besides, Elder Chen is also a fellow cultivator; troubling him is a matter of kinship!"
Hearing this, Lin Mubai and the others readily agreed. Bing Lingyu and Situ Hongyun were particularly pleased. In fact, they had passed by two inns on their way into the town, but they were dirty, messy and dilapidated and it was indeed difficult to find shelter there. Moreover, they had some small requests, and Tianfeng Sect would surely be able to handle them properly.
Chen Tianfeng was slightly taken aback, because Long Lin had already revealed his identity. He had always presented himself as a martial artist in Fengye Town and had never revealed his cultivator identity, so he was a little awkward being exposed by Long Lin.
However, he immediately laughed heartily and said, "Very well, I'll immediately give the order to prepare a banquet tonight. We'll drink until we drop!"
That night, after a night of heavy drinking, Long Lin and the others drank to their hearts' content. All the leaders of the Tianfeng Guild, big and small, came to keep them company, their enthusiasm needless to say. Even Bing Lingyu and Situ Hongyun were somewhat overwhelmed, their faces flushed and slightly drunk.
Long Lin and the others, of course, were all thoroughly drunk and were arranged to stay in a private room in the Tianfeng Guild castle. However, when Long Lin was led into the room by a waiter, he was surprised to find that besides the luxurious decorations of the incense burner, there were also two graceful women dressed in sheer gossamer.

Chapter 219 Night Slaughter
Update Time: 9-23 7:27:04 Words: 4298

"Is everything ready?"
At the other end of Fengye Town, on the edge of the desolate land, in a neat courtyard built of blue stone, the cold wind from the desolate land could be heard.
A tall man in black robes stood under the eaves and asked the more than one hundred burly men in the courtyard. A black veil covered his face, making it impossible to see his features.
"Reporting to the Dharma Master, everything is ready!"
A man with a ferocious scar on his face replied, "With the Dharma Master personally taking action this time, Chen Tianfeng will surely not survive tonight!"
"Hmm!"
The middle-aged man in black robes nodded, then pondered for a moment and said, "How is the Martial Alliance doing?"
"Everyone is in position, just waiting for the Dharma Master to take action and eliminate that guy Chen Tianfeng! Then the Martial Alliance will join forces with us to wipe out the Tianfeng Guild in one fell swoop."
The scarred man said.
The middle-aged man in black robes shook his head and sighed softly, saying, "Wild Wolf, you're good at everything, but you just don't understand what I mean!"
The scarred man shuddered, his face immediately showing embarrassment, before saying, "Rest assured, Venerable Master, we have already arranged a large number of people as backup. As soon as the operation is over, we will deal with the Martial Alliance..." He made a throat-slitting gesture, then said, "The Martial Alliance will also become history in Fengye Town!"
"Hahaha..."
"Fengye Town will be my domain!"
The middle-aged man in black robes suddenly burst into wild laughter, a strong whirlwind suddenly swirling around him, and a powerful spiritual pressure spread out. Wild Wolf and the others in the courtyard inexplicably wanted to prostrate themselves in worship.
"Go!"
The middle-aged man in black robes waved his hand.
Wild Wolf and the others, suddenly realizing what had happened, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly formed two lines, running out of the courtyard.
When the courtyard was empty... The middle-aged man in black robes turned around and said in a deep voice, "Six Ding Dharma Generals..."
As he called out, the door of a room behind him suddenly fell off, and six tall men, also dressed in black robes and veiled in black, filed out.
They lined up behind the middle-aged man, each solemn and silent.
"Six Ding Dharma Generals, during my seclusion this time, I refined you to perfection. This battle is your best chance to show your strength!"
"Go!"
After the middle-aged man in black robes finished speaking, he shouted, and with a sudden flick of his wide sleeves, a gust of wind arose, and he and the six Six Ding Dharma Generals vanished into thin air.

In the center of Fengye Town, on several streets surrounding the Tianfeng Mercenary Guild castle, desperate warriors wielding sharp weapons and exuding murderous intent poured out. They quickly formed more than a dozen streams, surging towards the Tianfeng Guild castle.
They were all dressed uniformly; some of the black-clad men had a wolf's head with a skull embroidered on their chests, while others had the character "武" (wu, meaning martial arts) composed of eight small swords embroidered on their arms.
The Wild Wolf Mercenary Guild and the Martial Artist Alliance Mercenary Guild joined forces against the Heavenly Wind Guild. The largest battle between martial artists and mercenaries in Fengye Town in hundreds of years was about to erupt.
"Ah... um..."
"Immortal Master... hurry..."
Inside the Heavenly Wind Guild's castle, in an elegant room already protected by a spiritual light barrier, incense burned gently in a burner. On a wide, warm bed covered in heavy quilts, three beautiful women, drenched in sweat, rolled around.
"I never expected that Fengye Town would have such extraordinary beauties!"
Long Lin was vigorously practicing horseback assassination on one of the women, whose skin was as smooth as snakes, while his other hand had already reached into the other woman's vagina, exploring its alluring, secluded beauty.
Under Long Lin's control, both women had entered a state of frenzy, their moans and groans echoing endlessly.
Actually, Long Lin wasn't particularly interested in the two women in his room dressed only in sheer blue gauze. However, upon learning they were actually exquisite snake women, a specialty of the desolate lands, he reluctantly kept them.
Of course, before he could truly enjoy these two snake women, a minor incident occurred in another elegant room.
"No!"
Situ Hongyun shouted at the smiling maid, her face flushed, seemingly disregarding any semblance of ladylike gentleness or image.
"Sister Yun, don't be angry. They meant well!"
Bing Lingyu quickly comforted her, pulling Situ Hongyun into the elegant room. Then, she called the somewhat aggrieved maid to her own room, whispered something to her, and the maid emerged with a beaming smile.
A short while later, two burly men with broad shoulders and powerful backs returned with the maid and slipped into Bing Lingyu's elegant room.
"So there really aren't many innocent souls in the cultivation world! Does that mean I'm not so wicked after all? Haha..."
Long Lin withdrew his mental energy from the room, laughing to himself. Without any hesitation, he pinched the breast of the exquisite snake woman, whose snow-white skin was tattooed with the Heavenly Wind and Cloud patterns, before slamming himself heavily onto her soft, fluffy legs.
Now, Long Lin was enjoying the incredibly gentle service of the two exquisite snake women while using his mental energy to listen to Bing Lingyu's high-pitched solo singing coming from a distant room, occasionally mixed with the mixed music from other elegant rooms—it was simply breathtaking.
Only he could freely expend his vast mental energy; after all, his mental energy was so powerful that even he himself found it unbelievable.
At this moment, his mental energy had almost covered every corner around the Heavenly Wind Guild.
"If I were to probe the Heavenly Wind Guild's strength like this, Chen Tianfeng would probably go crazy!"
Long Lin chuckled smugly.
The snake woman beside him screamed, her entire body coiling up like a snake, leaving large water stains mixed with blood on the sheets.
Long Lin chuckled, withdrawing his right hand and gently rubbing the snake woman's jade-like earlobe, slowing the pace and savoring the wonderful feeling of being surrounded by warm water.
However, at that moment, Long Lin couldn't help but frown slightly, muttering, "What the hell? What a damn spoilsport!"
Long Lin's mental power instantly doubled, and he was horrified to discover that it seemed all the mercenaries and warriors of Fengye Town had gathered here, and it was clearly the mercenaries from the Wild Wolf Guild and the Warrior Alliance Guild who had swept in, eliminating all the visible and hidden sentries around the Tianfeng Guild.
"Sigh! What a miserable life... Do I really have to get involved in the feud of Fengye Town?"
Long Lin sighed, then gritted his teeth and thrust hard into the snake woman, who was also groaning comfortably, 36,000 times, sending her flying to the eighteenth heaven. She screamed and fainted.
With the help of another snake woman, he wiped himself clean, lazily dressed, and then slowly walked out of the door.
"Whoosh..."
A sharp, piercing whistle rang out from outside the castle. A mercenary hiding in the shadows sounded his alarm whistle as his throat was slit by a man in black robes.
Chaos erupted within the Tianfeng Guild castle, but in the blink of an eye, everyone understood what had happened. A dense swarm of mercenaries and warriors was charging towards the castle.
"Enemy attack! Wild Wolf Guild, Warrior Alliance... Quick, intercept them!"
"Damn it, kill them all!"
"How did these bastards get in?"
A chaotic chorus of footsteps and shouts filled the air. However, the Heavenly Wind Guild also displayed its disciplined training and formidable strength. The castle quickly quieted down, all firing positions, large and small, were activated, unleashing a barrage of arrows and javelins. A chorus of shrill screams erupted outside.
A black figure floated up from a distant rooftop, its uncanny movements dodging the hail of arrows, and like a whirlwind, swept towards the sixth floor of the Heavenly Wind Guild castle. With a
crash
, the wooden windows and the protective array were forcibly broken open, and a black-robed figure stood firmly before Chen Tianfeng.
"Black Magic Master, you've finally arrived!"
Chen Tianfeng sat on the soft couch, stroking a ghost-headed sword gleaming with a ghostly blue light resting on his lap, and coldly smiled at the black-robed figure.
As the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Wind Guild, he naturally learned of the joint attack by the Wild Wolf Guild and the Martial Arts Alliance immediately. Although a trace of panic lingered within him, he maintained an outward composure.
"Chen Tianfeng, how about it? Still dare not pledge allegiance to me?"
the black-robed man said in a deep voice, like a ghostly growl from the depths of the earth.
"Impossible! You were originally a cultivator, but now you use evil methods to harm people. You have already fallen into demonic possession. How could I, Chen Tianfeng, associate with you?"
Chen Tianfeng said.
"Fine... then you shall die today!"
The black-robed man smiled coldly, and with a flick of his sleeve, a black wind blade swept towards Chen Tianfeng, tearing through the air with a piercing whistle!
Seeing the black wind blade coming, Chen Tianfeng's pupils contracted, and then he moved in a series of afterimages, dodging this powerful attack. However, the exquisite soft couch he was sitting on was ruined, now reduced to a pile of fragments.
"You have actually reached the Core Formation stage?"
Chen Tianfeng asked in shock, holding the ghost-headed saber.
"Hahaha, not bad... I, the Black Magic Venerable, have been in seclusion for a year, and with the Wild Wolf Guild's offerings, what's so difficult about reaching the Golden Core stage?"
The black-robed middle-aged man laughed wildly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "Trying to run... not so easy!" With that, he flicked his sleeves, sending six whirlwinds of black energy flying out and landing in all directions.
Realizing the black-robed middle-aged man had already reached the Core Formation stage, Chen Tianfeng was naturally no match for him. He grabbed his sword and was about to rush downstairs, but just as he reached the stairs, two deathly black-robed figures suddenly appeared before him like ghosts.
"Six Ding Ghost Pets?"
Chen Tianfeng stared at the empty eyes of the two black-robed figures before him, trembling, and cried out in disbelief.
"What, you still want to run? Join our Wild Wolf Guild, and I'll spare your life!"
the black-robed middle-aged man said with a sinister laugh.
Seeing no hope of escape, Chen Tianfeng had no choice but to turn back, gritting his teeth and saying, "Black Demon... do you know that the Six Ding Ghost Pets are an evil technique explicitly forbidden by the Heavenly Dao Sect? Do you intend to betray the Heavenly Dao Sect?"
The Heavenly Dao Sect is known for its puppetry attacks, but orthodox puppetry uses puppets made of wood, stone, or magical beasts. These Six Ding Ghost Pets, however, are crafted from the souls of 666 living people. Each one is directly crafted from 111 living people, a method of extreme cruelty. Even within the Heavenly Dao Sect, disciples are strictly forbidden from contacting them; violators are considered to have automatically betrayed the sect.
"So what if we betray? In the Heavenly Dao Sect, we were nothing more than lowly disciples, easily bullied by everyone. Now that we have strength, we will become superior beings! Now that I have refined these Six Ding Ghost Pets, even if all those guarding the sect altar come together, what do I have to fear?"
the black-robed middle-aged man said viciously, his voice chilling and terrifying.
"Yes, the elders of the Heavenly Dao Sect will not let you, this evil disciple Rong Shi, go!"
Chen Tianfeng's hand gripping the ghost-head saber trembled slightly as he spoke hoarsely. He knew that the black demon before him was already a Core Formation cultivator, and with the addition of the Six Ding Ghost Pet, he had no hope of escape.
"Chen Tianfeng... submit to me, and you'll have a way out!"
"Wishful thinking!"
Chen Tianfeng gritted his teeth, and a burst of red light suddenly swirled in his ghost-head saber, shimmering and dazzling. Within the red light, his entire body seemed to blur.
"Myriad Shadow Blade!"
With a sharp shout, the red light suddenly condensed, and Chen Tianfeng's entire body seemed to transform into a red light figure, shooting towards the black-robed middle-aged man like lightning.
"Ignorant..."
A hint of killing intent flashed in the black-robed middle-aged man's eyes as he muttered to himself. With a flick of his sleeve, his entire body transformed into a whirlwind, and the powerful spiritual pressure instantly pulverized all the surrounding tables and desks.
Boom… The
moment the red light touched the black wind, it exploded like a balloon hitting a spiked club. In the rapidly disappearing red light, Chen Tianfeng's muscular body flew through the air and crashed heavily to the ground a short distance away. He struggled, spitting out blood, but his eyes remained fixed fiercely on the middle-aged man in black robes.
“Sigh… Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish… Yi Ding…”
The middle-aged man in black robes sighed, shook his head, and pointed to a black-robed ghost pet behind him.
Having defeated Chen Tianfeng with a single, powerful blow, the middle-aged man in black robes no longer bothered to kill this defenseless cripple himself.
He issued a command to the black-robed ghost pet, but suddenly discovered that it stood there motionless.
“Yi Ding… Hmm?”
The middle-aged man in black robes called out again, only to be horrified to find that the ghost pet had lost contact with him!
Outside the Tianfeng Guild castle, Tianfeng Guild mercenaries were already engaged in close combat with the surging Wild Wolf Guild and Martial Artist Alliance members, the shouts and screams filling the air. Although the Tianfeng Guild was outnumbered, each member was highly skilled, and although Lin Mubai and his group hadn't yet made a move, the powerful spiritual pressure of their Core Formation cultivators was effectively suppressing the high-level cultivators and martial artists from both organizations. For a time, the Wild Wolf Guild and Martial Artist Alliance, who had initially held a decisive advantage, gradually began to lose ground.
In a quiet room on the fifth floor of the castle, within a space protected by a layer of spiritual energy, Long Lin sat cross-legged on the ground, a mysterious yet slightly wicked smile on his face.
"Damn... is this even human? It's practically a perfect clone puppet!"
Long Lin's powerful mental energy penetrated the body of the black-robed ghost pet, scrutinizing it closely while clicking his tongue in amazement.
(Author's Note:
A 4,000-word chapter has arrived. Did everyone have a good Mid-Autumn Festival?)

Chapter 220 Six Ding Ghost Pets
Update Time: 9-24 7:06:54 Words: 3585

The sixth floor of the Tianfeng Guild's castle was a scene of utter devastation, swept away by a burst of energy. The once luxurious floor and expensive demon tiger hide sofas were now tattered and mostly reduced to dust. The guild's Grand Elder, Chen Tianfeng, lay on the ground, blood still trickling from his mouth, unconscious.
All of this was the work of the black-robed middle-aged man standing in the center of the hall. However, he was now pale, his lips trembling, and he was nearly bursting with rage. Because, in that instant, none of his six ghostly pets had obeyed his commands!
"Damn it, what happened?"
The black-robed man frowned in frustration, ripping off his black veil to reveal a scarred face.
His magical power swept over a ghostly pet, and an additional aura emanating from it terrified him. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Which senior expert is here? Please show yourself!"
After waiting a while, but receiving no reply, he could only clasp his hands and say, "Since the senior is here but unwilling to show himself, then this junior has no choice but to take his leave. However, please be merciful and spare my Six Ding Ghost Pets."
He glanced at Chen Tianfeng lying on the ground, glared at him fiercely, and was about to put away the Six Ding Ghost Pets.
"Wait, these six little trinkets are quite fun. This old man will keep them..."
A strange voice rang out, but its direction was impossible to discern. It seemed to come from underground, or perhaps it was spoken by one of the ghostly pets.
"This..."
The middle-aged man in black robes was stunned, then horrified. He hurriedly said, "Senior, please have mercy! This ghost pet is the culmination of decades of my hard work..."
"What, you don't want it? Do you want to become such a puppet yourself? Hmm, six. The celestial maidens have seven, so adding you would make a lucky number..."
The shrill, somewhat hoarse voice spoke again.
"No, I wouldn't dare. This Six Ding Ghost Pet is extremely important to me, but it's nothing to you, Senior!"
the middle-aged man in black robes said again.
"Alright... Since you want to be a ghost pet so much, then I'll grant your wish!"
The eerie voice rang out again, but this time it was filled with intense killing intent.
"Whoosh..."
At this moment, one of the black-clad ghost pets let out a long howl and charged towards the middle-aged man in black robes.
The middle-aged man in black robes inwardly cried out, hurriedly dodging the attack. After all, he wouldn't destroy his own life's work unless absolutely necessary. He shouted, "Old man... if you've got the guts, come out and let's fight! What kind of coward do you think you are, resorting to underhanded tactics?" As
he shouted, he dodged the Six Ding Ghost Pet's attacks, his sleeves flashing but only managing to push the pet back a step, without harming it in the slightest.
"What a mad dog... it bites when cornered! I'm not hiding, I'm standing right behind you!"
A strange voice rang out slowly and eerily.
The middle-aged man in black robes whirled around, creating a gust of black wind that knocked the Six Ding Ghost Pet away, only to be stunned. Before him stood a handsome, tall young man.
"What, can't stand an old man so young?"
Long Lin chuckled, leaning lazily against a stone pillar with his arms crossed. Behind the pillar was a large hole, thicker than a person.
"You..."
The middle-aged man in black robes was speechless. Judging from the spiritual energy emanating from this young man, he was clearly only a Core Formation cultivator. If he could appear behind him without being noticed, one explanation was that the young man was hiding his strength, and the other was that he had been tricked.
"Your name is Black Demon?"
Long Lin asked unhurriedly, his strange, hoarse voice now clear and melodious.
"Who are you?"
The middle-aged man in black robes' pupils contracted slightly as he secretly channeled his inner energy to probe Long Lin's strength again.
"My name is not something you are worthy to know..."
Long Lin bluntly retorted. He had no intention of letting him know his name.
"Hahaha..."
The middle-aged man in black robes suddenly burst into wild laughter, then said sinisterly, "I thought you would be someone important, but you're just a Core Formation cultivator. Do you think I'm really afraid of you?"
He had repeatedly probed him and found that he indeed possessed the aura of a Core Formation cultivator, without hiding his strength, which immediately boosted his confidence. Although he no longer had the Six Ding Ghost Pets, he was confident that dealing with a Core Formation cultivator would still be no problem.
"Since you've come, you'll suffer the same fate as him! A mere Core Formation cultivator dares to play games with me here?"
the black-robed middle-aged man laughed fiercely.
Long Lin, however, remained as lazy as ever, saying, "Whether I play games or not is another matter, but I'm taking these six little guys! Leave them behind and you can go, or you can stay with them!"
"Arrogant!"
the black-robed middle-aged man shouted coldly, his black robes suddenly puffing up slowly, like a toad slowly inflating, clearly brewing some kind of demonic technique.
"Wait..."
Long Lin smiled and said, "You'll regret it if you make a move!"
"Regret? I think you're the one who'll regret it... Take this!"
the black-robed middle-aged man roared, suddenly withdrawing all his energy, and a black light flashed, condensing into a nearly solid giant python with black scales and armor in front of him, spewing out a foul-smelling black gas, and then lunging at Long Lin.
"Damn! They're serious!"
Long Lin dodged to the side, the Qian Yuan Sword already in his hand. He channeled his magic power, and the sword unleashed a cyan light, a foot wide and over ten feet long, slashing fiercely at the black python.
A loud crack resounded.
Sparks flashed as the Qian Yuan Sword struck the black python's head and neck, but failed to damage a single scale. The black python roared and lunged at Long Lin again. At this moment, the middle-aged man in black robes had already flashed to Long Lin's hiding place like a ghost, preparing to launch a sneak attack.
Long Lin saw this and swung the Qian Yuan Sword repeatedly, and amidst a series of clangs, the black python was forcibly slashed back two feet.
"Haha... a Core Formation stage cultivator, nothing special... you think you can outwit me? You're still too green!"
The middle-aged man in black robes laughed wildly, a sharp killing intent in his eyes, and was about to urge the black-scaled python to attack again.
"Really? Look how inexperienced they are!"
Long Lin took a step back, casually sheathing his Qian Yuan Sword, still arms crossed, and chuckled wickedly.
A series of footsteps sounded, and a powerful spiritual pressure surged forth, even sending the now-uncontrolled Six Ding Ghost Pet stumbling backward.
With light, graceful steps, a stunningly beautiful young woman with a slender figure appeared at the top of the stairs, along with a fair-skinned, slightly effeminate woman in her thirties.
The middle-aged man in black robes stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what he was seeing.
Behind them were three male cultivators, also emanating the aura of the Core Formation stage, one of whom clearly had reached the late Core Formation stage.
"How is this possible?"
He glanced in astonishment at Chen Tianfeng lying on the ground, "How can there be so many Core Formation cultivators..."
"Unexpected, isn't it! I advised you earlier, but you wouldn't listen..."
Long Lin shook his head and sighed softly.
"No..."
Seeing the six cultivators, including Long Lin, simultaneously raise their left hands, each holding a different-shaped magical artifact, the middle-aged man in black robes instantly panicked. He screamed, a cloud of black mist rising from his body as he drifted towards the window.
However, before his black mist reached the window, it was blocked by a blinding white mirror light. Then he heard a somewhat effeminate, flamboyant, giggling laugh.
Boom…
The six magical artifacts mercilessly struck the middle-aged man in black robes. After a series of loud cracking sounds, the man in black robes fell helplessly from mid-air.
His once neat black robes were now tattered, with small flames and wisps of smoke still visible in many places. His hair was matted together, covered in a layer of white ice.
Each of his limbs had a transparent hole, which quickly filled with blood.
At this moment, besides the six black-clad ghost pets, the giant black-scaled python also crashed to the ground and shattered into pieces! It turned out to be a small snake carved from some unknown black crystal.
"Fellow immortal masters, spare my life..."
The middle-aged man in black robes was already crippled. Under the siege of six Core Formation stage cultivators, he couldn't withstand a single move and suffered a terribly defeat.
"Gentlemen...you guys are really, really, just like me, Long Lin..."
Long Lin exclaimed exaggeratedly.
"Just as freakish as you, huh? Don't be shy about saying it!"
Bing Lingyu rolled her eyes at Long Lin and blurted out.
The others smiled faintly, none of them caring about the miserable state of the middle-aged man in black robes. After all, to reach the Core Formation stage, who hadn't experienced countless tribulations and setbacks, and whose mentality was already incredibly strong?
"I'm impressed by you guys!"
Long Lin sighed and said with utmost sincerity, then pointed to the ghost pets that had been impacted by the powerful spiritual energy wave created by the six people's combined attack and were stuck at their feet, saying, "I only want those six, you guys can handle the rest!"
"First time working together, not bad teamwork!"
Lin Mubai murmured, exchanging a glance with Lin Muzhong and smiling at each other.
“Kill him…”
Ouyang Ran said in a muffled voice, taking a step forward and wielding a large sword that was half a head taller than himself. He gently severed the black-robed man's head, leaving him no chance for his soul to leave his body.
*Thud…*
Chen Tianfeng, who had just woken up, saw this scene and was suddenly startled, his head hitting the ground heavily, and he fainted.
Long Lin had already put all six ghost pets into his Ruyi Bag. Looking around at the ruins, he said, “What a pity, I’ll have to redo it!”
“Long Lin…”
a clear female voice called out.
“Hmm?”
Long Lin answered unconsciously.
Situ Hongyun walked up to Long Lin, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at the hem of his clothes: “You can do whatever you want, but don’t be so reckless in the future…”
Long Lin chuckled, looking down at the hem of his clothes, which was torn, revealing a patch of white skin the size of a palm. He then remembered that it was the black-scaled giant python that had caused the damage.
"Okay, I know!"
With the evidence before him, he had to admit that fighting the black-robed middle-aged man alone was a bit risky. Of course, that was without the Hun Tian Ancestor within the Qian Yuan Sword and his own powerful willpower.
"It's good that you know... Aren't you worried about me at all?"
Situ Hongyun blushed and hugged Long Lin tightly.
Even though Long Lin was a seasoned womanizer, he was still a little flustered by this sudden stroke of good fortune. At this moment, Lin Mubai and the others had already turned and gone downstairs. From afar, they could only hear Bing Lingyu muttering strangely, "I knew they were acting strangely all along, why didn't you keep pretending!"
"Actually, you don't need to pretend anymore. The moment we met in Xianyang City, I knew that the one in the Qi Rang Mountain cave was you..."
Situ Hongyun buried her head in Long Lin's arms, murmuring with a sob in her voice.
"Thump thump thump..."
Long Lin heard his heart pounding like a drum. Damn it, that's too arrogant! Why didn't you say so earlier? Otherwise, I wouldn't have had to endure so much on the way here! And then there was that beautiful, fragrant body in my arms—I felt a dizzying happiness, almost as if I couldn't touch the clouds!
(Author's note:
Gold Bricks One, Two, Three...)

Chapter 221 Refining the Avatar
Update Time: 9-25 14:12:21 Words: 3570

Deep on the edge of the desolate land, in the Gobi Desert, there was a small, unremarkable mound. Even the mercenary hunters most familiar with this wasteland wouldn't pay it any attention.
At this moment, within the mound, a small array of restrictions had already been set up. Amidst the flickering spiritual light, in the empty underground space, sat a tall, handsome young man. He closed his eyes slightly, and a faint red light emanated from between his brows, gently enveloping a black-clad man sitting cross-legged opposite him.
This was none other than Long Lin, who, in Fengye Town, had joined forces with five other cultivators to kill the Black Demon and steal the Black Demon's Six Ding Ghost Pet.
Before Chen Tianfeng could even clean up the mess in Fengye Town, he proposed to go into seclusion for cultivation, choosing a hidden spot in this desolate Gobi Desert as his retreat location. The small array formation was a gift from Lin Muzhong before their parting.
In truth, the Lin family's meticulous preparations for this trip to the wilderness were not merely superficial. Lin Mubai himself was already a high-level cultivator in the late Core Formation stage, possessing immense magical power, and he carried three of the Lin family's most treasured artifacts. His brother, Lin Muzhong, besides possessing considerable cultivation, was also a master of esoteric arts and array formations, carrying countless small arrays like this.
The reason for choosing this location was twofold: first, to avoid interference from the remnants of the Black Demon; and second, Long Lin had other plans. He even refused Situ Hongyun's offer to protect him. The reason was simple: with her by his side, he would become distracted and might even suffer a cultivation deviation.
A wisp of red light enveloped the man in black. A moment later, three wisps of black energy began to slowly rise from his shoulders and the top of his head, dissipating into the air.
Although the Six Ding Ghost Pet bodies were powerful, they were ultimately formed from the combined bodies of countless people, containing a large amount of resentment and malevolence. The Black Demon, being an evil sorcerer, not only didn't reject this resentment, but actually preferred it. However, Long Lin was a true righteous cultivator, and naturally couldn't be tainted by such resentment.
Therefore, to refine these six ghost pet bodies into his own external bodies, he needed to perform a series of modifications. The first step was to cleanse their bones and marrow, using his most refined magical power to force out the remaining dark and malevolent energy from the ghost pets, making them pure spiritual embryos.
Within the red light, the black energy dissipated extremely slowly. But as the black energy was extracted, the ferocious look in the man in black's eyes gradually disappeared, giving way to a natural, infant-like expression.
Time passed, and Long Lin was completely immersed in modifying the Six Ding Ghost Pet.
"Bang..."
A heavy door was violently blasted open by an extremely powerful magical force.
"Everyone from the Martial Arts Alliance, come out and listen to my command!"
Ouyang Ran and Bing Lingyu stood before the broken door, shouting loudly. Behind them followed over a hundred elite mercenaries from the Tianfeng Guild, each exuding murderous intent and displaying fierce expressions.
The two-story building initially erupted in chaos, but quickly quieted down. The large courtyard was completely empty except for the many fist and footwork training platforms used by martial artists.
"All members of the Martial Arts Alliance's Nanshan branch, come out and obey my command!"
Bing Lingyu shouted again. Her voice, however, lacked its usual gentleness, becoming sharp and piercing, forcing many mercenaries behind her to cover their ears. In their eyes, this rather beautiful woman now resembled a beautiful killing god.
"Enough with the nonsense! They won't come out unless we teach them a lesson!"
Ouyang Ran sneered, his mind reciting a true incantation. A beam of white light shot out from between his brows, transforming in mid-air into a massive ghost-head blade. The blade was blinding, and the surrounding air seemed to be filled with its sharp, piercing aura.
The ghost-head blade slowly descended, directly towards the two-story building. Its energy surged, sending sand and stones flying. The blade, seemingly slow, moved with the ease of a sharp knife cutting through tofu, cleaving the entire building in two.
"Immortal Master, spare us..."
Immediately, a terrified plea for mercy came from inside the building.
"Fine... all of you, get out here, and I'll spare your lives!"
Ouyang Ran roared with laughter.
A mercenary squad of over thirty men slowly emerged from the small building, their faces ashen. Even though they were usually ruthless towards those magical beasts, they found it hard to accept being treated like one. Surrender was their wise choice.
Of course, they were unaware that two other squads, each with over a hundred warriors, had already been torn to shreds by the blade.
"Now, I'll count to three. Those who have joined the Heavenly Wind Guild, come to the left. Those who wish to stay in the Martial Alliance, remain where you are!"
Bing Lingyu said, her voice much gentler than before.
The thirty-odd men exchanged glances, hesitating as Bing Lingyu began to count...
one, two, three...
more than twenty men had already stepped onto the open space on the left. The remaining dozen or so men, taking advantage of the moment Bing Lingyu's third count landed, roared in unison and charged towards Ouyang Ran and his group.
Boom…
A large white net was unfurled from Bing Lingyu's hand, enveloping the group. A chilling rustling sound filled the air as over a dozen people, still in their charging stances, were instantly frozen solid.
“Disobedient—die!”
Ouyang Ran roared, his voice like thunder. The word “die” was uttered, and those frozen instantly shattered like ice blocks, without even a drop of blood spilling.
“We swear allegiance to the Tianfeng Guild…to all the Immortal Masters!”
Behind Ouyang Ran and Bing Lingyu, a hundred Tianfeng Guild mercenaries shouted in unison. The twenty-odd people standing in the courtyard, witnessing their former comrades instantly killed just two steps away, paused for a moment before joining in the shouts.
Ouyang Ran and Bing Lingyu exchanged a smile.
Nanshan, the Martial Alliance branch, annihilated!
Meanwhile, throughout Fengye Town and at the more than one hundred hunting grounds established by the Martial Alliance and the Wild Wolf Guild, everyone witnessed this scene.
"Ah...ah..."
A massive, burly man, over ten feet tall and with a broad back, writhed and struggled within a ball of crimson flames. His piercing screams carried for miles on the wind, sending chills down the spines of anyone who heard them.
Before this inferno stood two elegant middle-aged scholars. One of them held a fiery red folding fan, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
Behind them were over a hundred mercenaries from the Heavenly Wind Guild, their eyes gleaming with murderous intent. Separated from the burning figure were over two hundred members of the Wild Wolf Guild.
The screams gradually subsided, and the massive body slowly turned to ashes in the flames.
"Those who disobey, this is their punishment!"
Lin Muzhong said with a slight smile, waving his folding fan.
The two hundred-plus Wild Wolf Guild members bowed deeply. "We are willing to obey the Heavenly Wind Guild's commands!"
Lin Mubai nodded slightly, a smile appearing on his face.
Buddha Crossing, the largest gathering point of the Wild Wolf Guild in the wild, is destroyed!
In just three days, with the strong support of cultivators like Lin Mubai, the Heavenly Wind Guild swept through the Wild Wolf Mercenary Guild and the Martial Artist Alliance, finally unifying the martial artists and mercenaries of Fengye Town under the control of the Heavenly Wind Guild.
"Esteemed Immortal Masters, you have worked hard!"
The sixth floor of the Heavenly Wind Guild had been erased of the traces of past battles and was now even more magnificent than before.
"Hehe... Heavenly Wind, I won't say you've worked hard, but what do you think of the suggestion made by our Immortal Master Long?"
Lin Mubai sipped his wine and said to Chen Tianfeng.
"Disciple Chen Tianfeng is willing to become a servant of the Lin family, and from now on, the six Immortal Masters will be the masters of the Heavenly Wind Guild!"
Chen Tianfeng's expression turned solemn, and he immediately knelt down, pointing to the sky and swearing an oath.
He wasn't stupid, of course. These people could sweep through the Wild Wolf Guild and the Martial Artists Alliance, so they could certainly sweep through the Heavenly Wind Guild as well. He didn't think that a few cups of fine wine and a few beauties would be enough to make these immortal masters go to such lengths for him, Chen Tianfeng .
"We need a detailed map of the Wilderness Land, as well as a large batch of low-grade magic treasures and at least six mid-grade magic treasures, of any quality. Can you do that?" Lin Mubai asked again. "The Heavenly Wind Guild's possessions belong to their master. No problem!" Chen Tianfeng answered without hesitation. "Good..." Lin Mubai nodded, glancing slightly towards the window, a satisfied smile appearing on his face. The semi-transparent, iridescent curtain made of cat wings swayed slightly, as if a gentle breeze had blown through it. Beneath a mound in the Gobi Desert, Long Lin withdrew a wisp of his mental energy, smiled with satisfaction, and glanced at the six men in black sitting in a row before him. He murmured, "Finally finished!" The ferocity that had previously etched on the faces of the six men in black had vanished, replaced by an ethereal, sleeping expression. "The Myriad Demon Cauldron… now it's up to you!" Long Lin murmured again, taking out the Myriad Demon Cauldron he had kept for so long from his Ruyi Bag. With a flick of his finger, the round cauldron floated in mid-air. Although Long Lin hadn't used the Myriad Demon Cauldron, he had been studying its mysteries. His efforts had paid off; before coming to this desolate land, he had already comprehended one of the cauldron's ultimate functions: greatly enhancing the magical power and spirituality of demons, puppets, and other beings other than humans. "Hmph…" He pointed at the Myriad Demon Cauldron, and a burst of light suddenly emanated from its surface. A dark blue curtain, like a vast net, enveloped the six men in black. In that instant, the six men in black suddenly opened their eyes simultaneously. Looking at Long Lin before them, they seemed both pleased and surprised. Under the spiritual light of the Myriad Demon Cauldron, they had already gained sentience. Long Lin smiled faintly, and with a flick of his finger, six points of clear light of various colors surged from the crowns of these men in black and landed in his hand. Then, he closed his eyes and pressed the six points of light into his own consciousness. "Puppets…that's so boring. Six clever little clones would be much more satisfying!" Long Lin chuckled to himself. A wisp of the six men in black's innate spiritual consciousness merged with Long Lin's mental power. Instantly, Long Lin transferred some of his knowledge and cultivation techniques to them, leaving indelible soul imprints in their minds. Of course, that was the trump card of the psychic wizard Edward. "Disciples greet Master!"

The six men in black's eyes lit up, their faces lighting up with joy as they addressed Long Lin.
Long Lin hadn't intentionally made their clones look exactly like him. Of course, now that their minds were connected, any one of the men in black could impersonate "Long Lin" flawlessly if needed.
"Alright, use the method I taught you to absorb mana from this Myriad Demon Cauldron! In three days, you must all have the strength to fight a Core Formation cultivator!"
Long Lin slowly stood up, leaving these words behind, and slowly walked out of the array's spiritual light.
Three days had passed since he left. Lin Mubai and the others must have already helped Chen Tianfeng wipe out Fengye Town. Now he had to go back! Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to find a suitable magic weapon! Magic weapons were
something Long Lin had always dreamed of!
Alas, what could he do when he was poor… that Dragon Spear was outdated; he had no use for it and could only give it to these clone disciples. He needed to take this opportunity to find a suitable magic weapon.

Chapter 222 Spinning Dragon Halberd
Update Time: 9-26 7:56:28 Words: 3656

"Whoosh..."
A large pile of magical treasures poured out of the bag like cabbages, shimmering with spiritual energy, dazzling everyone's eyes.
Fengye Town, although just a small town on the edge of the desolate land, is an incredibly wealthy place. This is because it not only abounds in magical beasts, but also has many treasures left over from ancient times. Among them, there are naturally many magical treasures and remnants of weapons.
However, the former, a place rich in magical beasts, is already public knowledge, while the latter is known to only a very few people. After all, this is a paradise for martial artists. Because the spiritual energy here is thin, cultivators rarely come here except for some cultivators who have nowhere else to escape. Even those vicious demonic cultivators have long since vanished without a trace, their bodies reduced to ashes, by Chen Tianfeng and his group, either through schemes or ambushes.
Over the past few years, Chen Tianfeng, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, had no desire to advance further. He stayed here simply to enjoy life. Of course, he had collected quite a few spiritual artifacts and magical treasures, and this time he generously brought them all out.
Knives, spears, swords, whips, maces, lances, short blades, hidden swords, seven-star maces, wolf-tooth clubs, tiger-head axes, and Heavenly King hammers—they filled a long table.
"*! This guy has quite a few treasures!"
Long Lin gasped, his heart pounding. He looked at the others with delight. After all, each of these magical treasures was worth a considerable amount of spirit stones in the mainland.
Although they were low-grade magical treasures, they were still top-grade. After all, ancient magical treasures were extraordinary, and the cultivators who came to Fengye Town were all fierce and ruthless. How could their magical treasures be inferior?
"Hmm...not bad. With some of these magical treasures, we'll have more confidence as we venture deeper into the desolate lands!"
Lin Mubai laughed.
As they ventured deeper into the desolate land, they encountered countless magical beasts, many of them in packs, including several powerful old monsters at the Core Formation stage, far more formidable than spirit demons. Of course, the group of six would avoid the lairs and sight of the high-level magical beasts, but dealing with the hordes of low-level beasts was somewhat wasteful of their powerful magical treasures, even if they were formidable.
"Yes… there are quite a few magical treasures here, and they're all low-level, so we don't need to count them. Each of us can just take a few that suit our needs!"
Bing Lingyu said with a smile.
Long Lin noticed her expression; she seemed almost overjoyed, even her eyebrows were slightly smiling. Remembering the many disciples she had mentioned on the way here, he couldn't help but smile inwardly. Indeed, although these magical treasures were low-level, they would still be presentable gifts for the disciples and younger generations!
Without further ado, everyone selected and placed all the magical treasures on the table into their respective Ruyi bags, Qiankun pouches, and storage beads.
Of the hundred or so magical treasures, Long Lin picked out a dozen or so of good quality. He currently had six ghost pets, one for each of them, totaling six treasures. Some might be lost on the journey, so these weren't many.
Only Situ Hongyun picked the fewest. She didn't have any disciples or grand-disciples, and being the only beauty among the six, she was always last in line. She was happy to do others a favor by giving them more treasures.
Of course, she did Long Lin the biggest favor, also giving him three short swords. Although they didn't say much, their eyes conveyed a tender and warm feeling, captivating and enchanting.
Since that day on the sixth floor of the Tianfeng Guild, when they slew the Black Demon, Situ Hongyun couldn't help but care for Long Lin. Their relationship was already well-known, so no one paid any attention to it.
"Brother Long, Sister Situ, when are you going to let your sister drink your wedding wine?"
Bing Lingyu laughed seductively, even her words carrying a hint of mature flirtatiousness, teasing Long Lin and Situ Hongyun.
"Sister, what are you saying..."
Situ Hongyun blushed, lowering her head and murmuring reproachfully, not to mention a celestial cultivator, she now sounded like a young bride in the throes of secret love.
"Hehe... Of course, Sister Bing will definitely be there for the wedding wine... Maybe I'll even have to trouble you to make the bed and spread out the quilts at night!"
Long Lin said with a smile. Such a joke was no challenge for him; he was an experienced man.
"Kid... I won't need to teach you about wedding night matters, will I... I heard that little girl's cries were quite loud the other day!"
Bing Lingyu smiled, but secretly transmitted her voice to Long Lin.
"Sister's technique is quite good... and that voice is captivating!"
Long Lin also secretly transmitted his voice, his face just smiling faintly as if nothing had happened.
"Hmm, I'll see if I get the chance to eat you alive!"
Watching Situ Hongyun and Long Lin flirt, Bing Lingyu's face flushed slightly. She secretly spat at Long Lin, while they chuckled and looked towards the row of six burly men who entered.
Each man held a square, dark green jade box, about a foot in size. Without a doubt, these were the six mid-grade magic treasures that Lin Mubai had demanded from Chen Tianfeng at Long Lin's behest.
Mid-grade magic treasures were rare, even in the treasure troves of this desolate land. Moreover, Core Formation cultivators were few in number, so Chen Tianfeng didn't have many. The fact that each one was displayed in this jade box showed its importance.
"Esteemed Immortal Masters, these are all mid-grade magic treasures. I'm truly ashamed, because mid-grade magic treasures are so difficult to find, I could only barely gather this many, and some even have flaws. Please forgive me!" Chen
Tianfeng ordered his men to open the jade box, speaking with a forced smile.
The jade box was opened, and it was immediately filled with spiritual light. Mid-grade magic weapons are naturally different from low-grade ones; the spiritual energy within was many times stronger.
Inside the jade box were a seven-star short sword, a wind-feather whip, a green bamboo short staff, a blood-red longsword, a heavy black iron hammer, and a six-bladed halberd.
However, the whip, longsword, and halberd all had some cracks in their spiritual light, clearly damage from long battles.
"It's alright, it's alright… these magic weapons are all replacements, their quality doesn't matter!"
Lin Mubai said to Chen Tianfeng with a smile. "Everyone, please choose these six magic weapons yourselves!"
After some polite politeness, Long Lin chose first. It turned out that Lin Mubai was already in the late stage of Core Formation, so these magic weapons weren't particularly important to him. Furthermore, his cultivation method was complex, allowing him to use any weapon. Situ Hongyun and Bing Lingyu should have chosen first, but they unanimously gave the opportunity to Long Lin.
Situ Hongyun acted like a virtuous wife who puts her husband Long Lin first, but Bing Lingyu brought up the fact that killing the Black Demon Long Lin was the greatest achievement.
"Young Master...choose that halberd!"
Just as Long Lin was hesitating, unsure which to choose, the voice of the Hun Tian Ancestor suddenly rang out.
Hearing the Hun Tian Ancestor's words, Long Lin knew there must be a deeper meaning, so he chuckled and said, "Since everyone is so insistent, then I, Long Lin, will accept it without further ado. I'll choose this halberd!"
In truth, he hadn't really taken a liking to that halberd, because about 50% of its spiritual light was cracked, making it practically a piece of junk.
"Brother Long is too kind, picking the worst one!"
Lin Mubai laughed. "Alright, everyone, please choose yourselves!"
Immediately, everyone took one, selecting the remaining five mid-grade magic treasures.
"These magic treasures are all thanks to Elder Chen's generosity; Lin Mubai thanks you in advance!"
Lin Mubai said to Chen Tianfeng.
"Oh dear, no, no! I said I would serve the Lin family and all the immortal masters from now on. The entire Fengye Town belongs to you immortal masters. Even if you wanted my head, I wouldn't hesitate for a second, let alone a few magic treasures!"
Chen Tianfeng hurriedly said.
--- Separator ---
"Hun Tian, what's so strange about this halberd? Why can't I input my spiritual power into it?"
After the celebration banquet at the Tianfeng Guild, Long Lin quietly left Fengye Town and came to the depths of the Wilderness, to the space under the earthen mound where he had already set up array restrictions.
Upon arriving here, he first glanced at the Six Ding Ghost Pets, which were still absorbing the spiritual energy from the Myriad Demon Cauldron. Judging from the aura they emitted, they must have reached the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, which pleased Long Lin greatly.
However, he didn't linger on these ghost pet clones for long. As soon as he sat down, he hurriedly asked Hun Tian.
When Long Lin first obtained the halberd, he felt something was amiss. He couldn't channel his spiritual power into it; instead, it was forcefully repelled. He had also verified with his mental power that unlike the Qian Yuan Sword, it didn't contain a Chaotic Ancestor.
"Haha… Congratulations, Young Master!"
The Chaotic Ancestor's voice rang out from the Qian Yuan Sword, laughing heartily.
"What's there to be happy about? I can't channel my spiritual power into it! This thing is just a piece of trash!"
Long Lin retorted angrily.
"Trash?"
The Chaotic Ancestor was speechless with anger, then said, "Young Master, you are mistaken. This is an ancient spiritual treasure!"
"An ancient spiritual treasure?"
Long Lin smiled wryly. The halberd's appearance was quite good; if amplified with magic power, it would be quite impressive to wield. However, since he couldn't channel his magic power into it, he couldn't see anything special about it.
"Cough cough..."
Seeing Long Lin's disdain, the Old Ancestor Hun Tian said, "Young Master, do you see the five dragon patterns on this halberd?"
Long Lin exclaimed in surprise, and upon closer inspection, he indeed saw five lifelike dragon patterns carved on the tip of the halberd's blade. At first glance, the five dragon patterns seemed to come alive,
causing him to feel a momentary daze. He shuddered, quickly calming his mind with his mental power, thinking, "Strange, truly strange!" It turned out that these five dragon patterns possessed a terrifying killing intent. It was enough to send chills down one's spine. Fortunately, Long Lin's mental power was strong; if an ordinary cultivator had seen this, they would have been in a daze for a long time before regaining their senses.
In fact, this halberd was originally a half-baked magic weapon, with no value left. Chen Tianfeng, upon seeing it, was also attracted by the five dragons and knew that there was something strange about it, so he kept it.
Long Lin himself searched through the treasure-hunting records but found no such halberd. He immediately asked, "Hun Tian, what's going on?"
The Old Ancestor Hun Tian chuckled and said, "This halberd is called the Whirlwind Dragon Halberd. The five dragon patterns on it aren't carved on, but are actually condensed from the souls of real dragons!"
He paused slightly, then added, "Speaking of this Whirlwind Dragon Halberd, it actually has a history."
He then recounted the halberd's origins, mentioning his connection to the original wielder, the Whirlwind Dragon Venerable.
However, Long Lin didn't pay much attention. After all, the so-called Whirlwind Dragon Venerable was someone from tens of thousands of years ago; he only understood that the halberd was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator close to godhood.
"Hmm… but how could such a being use a mid-grade magic weapon?"
Long Lin wondered again.
"Haha...Young Master,"
the Hun Tian Ancestor laughed, "Actually, ancient spiritual treasures didn't have a ranking system. This ranking system only came about after magical treasures became scarce and the cultivation world declined. The ranking of spiritual treasures is based on the power of the person who wields them. If we were to rank them according to current standards, this Whirlwind Dragon Halberd would far surpass even the top-tier magical treasures."
"Could it be a Heavenly Rank?"
Long Lin asked, startled. In the treasure-hunting record, the highest rank was only Heavenly Rank, all legendary existences.
"You could say that!"
The Hun Tian Ancestor nodded.
Long Lin felt a surge of joy, but then he remembered that he couldn't input his magical power, and it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head. He sighed, "Even if it's Heavenly Rank, so what? I still can't use it!"
(Author's note:
Thank you for your support, more exciting chapters to come!

Chapter 223 Five Dragons Battle
Update Time: 9-27 11:14:24 Words: 3821)

"That's not true. It's not that you can't use it, it's just that you don't know the proper method!"
The Hun Tian Ancestor laughed.
"*! What nonsense! Just tell me your method!"
Long Lin said displeasedly. Although he could understand the affected classical Chinese, he disliked the tone. Since arriving in Qin, he had heard this kind of talk so often that his ears were calloused, and he didn't want to hear another word.
"Alright...alright...Young Master, the method is actually very simple. You just need to subdue these five dragon souls to control this halberd!"
Hun Tian Ancestor said repeatedly. He was inside the Qian Yuan Sword and hadn't shown himself yet, but he knew over time that Long Lin disliked formalities. He chuckled dryly at the words that had slipped out earlier.
"Subdue the dragon souls?"
Long Lin's eyes widened. "How do I subdue them?"
He couldn't figure out how to subdue the five dragon patterns engraved on the halberd's blade. After all, he couldn't channel his magic power into it, and the five dragon patterns couldn't be removed. He couldn't very well erase the five dragon patterns from the halberd's blade!
"Young Master, please calm down and let me finish,"
the Hun Tian Ancestor chuckled. "Actually, this halberd was originally forged from the bodies of these five true dragons. It's neither metal nor wood, hence its immense strength. Although some of its spiritual energy patterns are broken now, it will naturally be restored once the five true dragon souls find new masters. The method to subdue these dragon souls is quite simple: Young Master, you must attach your mental power to these five dragon souls."
"Attach mental power to dragon souls?"
Long Lin pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized that he had carefully examined these five dragon souls earlier, which was essentially the same as channeling his mental power into them. However, he had almost fallen for their trap, only waking up in time thanks to his profound cultivation. Otherwise
, who knows what might have happened. But Long Lin quickly understood the reason and laughed, "Alright, five dragon souls, I'll fight them now!"
"Young Master, please be careful."
The Old Ancestor Hun Tian said, "To fight this dragon soul, you must borrow the power of the space. If you fail, you will never be able to return!"
"Don't worry... I won't die. If I do die, you can simply possess my body!"
Long Lin said with a smile.
"Hun Tian wouldn't dare! Young Master, you mustn't joke like that!"
The Old Ancestor Hun Tian quickly replied.
"Hmm... Alright, then keep watch on the gate. I'll be right back!"
Long Lin thought to himself. This Old Ancestor Hun Tian was quite sensible. He had already taken control of his innate spiritual consciousness. If he dared to do anything wrong, even if Long Lin only had a wisp of his soul left, he wouldn't let him off easily. He nodded in approval.
"Young Master, those five dragon souls are powerful. You can ignore the others and focus on one. You'll definitely succeed!"
The Old Ancestor Hun Tian added.
"I understand!"
Long Lin nodded. He had experienced countless life-or-death situations and had learned a lot about this strategy of winning with fewer troops. In fact, his practical experience was almost as good as that of the Old Ancestor Hun Tian.
After he finished speaking, he frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the five dragon patterns.
In a daze…
he felt five strange dragon roars reverberate in his ears, and Long Lin's spiritual consciousness was instantly plunged into a pitch-black void.
No stars, no moon, no light, only impenetrable darkness.
A void of magical power?
Long Lin thought to himself. But in an instant, he understood that this was not his own void of magical power, but a void of magical power formed by the condensation of the five dragon souls. However, his spiritual consciousness was now incredibly powerful; standing in this void, he was like a golden statue, his radiance illuminating the surroundings.
With the reminder from the Chaotic Ancestor, Long Lin mobilized ninety percent of his mental power, leaving only one tenth within his body to constantly monitor the Chaotic Ancestor and the Six Ding Ghost Pet.
With the mental power wizard's technique, ninety percent of his mental power was equivalent to the combined mental power of ten Core Formation stage cultivators; in terms of destructive power alone, it was no less than the destructive power of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator's Nascent Soul.
"Whoosh..."
In the distant, dark void, a glimmer of starlight appeared, like a distant shooting star streaking towards them. Then, more bright spots lit up in the sky, shooting towards them.
Five points of spiritual light seemed to merge into one in the darkness, like countless rays of light surging forth.
"Heh...it seems this Dragon Soul's magical space is truly simple!"
Long Lin ignored the spiritual lights, secretly chuckling to himself. He had seen the magical void within the Taiyi Gourd of True Immortal Wu Ye; it was practically another world, with cities, streets, people, wine, food, and beautiful women. While he hadn't truly experienced his own magical space, he imagined it to be a vibrant, colorful world.
However, he naturally knew that this dark magical void represented true power, the pure source of power. The power of the dragon is invincible!
Its invincibility stems from the absence of distracting thoughts!
"Whoosh..."
"Whoosh..."
Countless rays of light intertwined and tangled in the distance, slowly condensing as Long Lin pondered other matters.
"Haha... I knew the Five Dragon Souls wouldn't be so simple, and I was right!"
Long Lin laughed. Snapping out of his reverie, he gazed through the darkness at the ever-changing spiritual light, like fireworks or shifting clouds. At this moment, his mental power had condensed into a single point, and his original golden figure had also condensed, gradually becoming a dazzling diamond crystal.
"Whoosh..."
Five long dragon roars resounded simultaneously, and the spiritual light scattered in the void converged in five places, instantly transforming into five ferocious golden dragons, lunging towards Long Lin.
A point of starlight appeared. Long Lin was now completely immersed in this boundless dark void. He cultivated the Wood Spiritual Qi, the two streams of power and will. The will stream not only strengthened his divine soul but also allowed him to transform it using the surrounding environment. The essence of the Twelve Transformations was simply merging into the surrounding environment.
Long Lin had long since grasped this.
Therefore, Long Lin's original golden body had condensed into a single point, like a star in the sky, appearing and disappearing in the darkness.
Five golden dragons roared in, but Long Lin remained unmoved.
"Hiss..."
A giant claw of one of the golden dragons swept across, igniting a burst of fire in the darkness, and lunged at Long Lin.
Long Lin's will shifted slightly, and he dodged the claw, which grazed past his side.
"*..."
Long Lin cursed under his breath. He had initially thought his current strength was more than enough to deal with the golden dragon, but upon contact, he discovered that its power could distort the void.
A tremendous force pushed him back a foot! Moreover, the starlight condensed from his spiritual sense flickered violently, almost shattering.
"Hmph... Come on!"
His momentary carelessness ignited Long Lin's fighting spirit. With a flash of starlight, he charged at one of the golden dragons.
Boom...
The starlight condensed by Long Lin, glowing with a deep blue light, collided with the golden dragon. Without any trickery, after a deafening roar, the golden dragon was shattered, and Long Lin himself was reduced to several pieces.
"Truly powerful!"
Long Lin sighed inwardly. His mental power was shattered into four pieces, scattered in the void. With this collision, he truly experienced the full power of these five golden dragons.
Let alone him, even that old codger Hun Tian would likely struggle to withstand it.
In the blink of an eye, the other four golden dragons roared and pounced on his four pieces of mental power. Clearly, they intended to attack from four directions, hoping for a single, decisive blow.
"Dream on!"
Long Lin let out a strange laugh, sounding eerie in the dark void. Of course, he wouldn't engage these golden dragons head-on; after all, he knew that his divided mental power would be completely destroyed in a single collision.
However, after their previous exchange, Long Lin also knew that while these golden dragons were powerful, they lacked intelligence. But he was different; he was human, and self-preservation was his instinct.
"Whoosh..."
Each dragon grazed the edge of the void, leaving four dazzling, arc-shaped streaks of sparks in mid-air. The four golden dragons didn't actually collide with Long Lin's mental energy. Instead, the mental energy used the momentum of the collision to quickly coalesce, instantly forming a crystalline star again.
"Haha... Come on! I'll wear you down!"
Long Lin also realized that these golden dragons weren't indestructible; each attack also drained their power. After this attack, the golden light on their bodies had dimmed slightly.
"Boom..."
"Boom..."
"Whoosh..."
One clash after another, collisions, and near misses. Long Lin's starlight shattered and then reformed, while only three of the four golden dragons remained, one of which had been destroyed in one of the impacts.
The three golden dragons let out a long roar in unison, and the surrounding void suddenly began to distort.
An immense force began to tear at the crystalline star formed by Long Lin's mental energy, while the three golden dragons, each wielding their massive tails, lunged at Long Lin, seemingly unaffected by the distortion of the void.
Only now did Long Lin realize the terrifying power of this dark void. The force of the void's distortion was even three times greater than the force of the golden dragon's impact. And this was only the dark void with three golden dragons. He could imagine that if all five golden dragons had used this spatial distortion from the beginning, it was uncertain whether he could have survived this long.
"Damn it, it's like a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs on someone else's turf!"
Long Lin sighed, barely dodging the claws of one of the golden dragons, but a large chunk of his mental power had already been torn away.
The void... was still the void, but in the far distance, a crack seemed to have appeared. Clearly, the void formed by only three weakened dragons was beginning to become unstable, with damage already appearing in some places.
"Hmm... a tiger is a tiger. Even a roar from flat ground can kill three oxen!"
Long Lin discovered this opportunity and his momentum surged.
"Ah..."
With a loud roar, he forcefully merged his mental power, which had been stretched and pulled by the spatial distortion, and slammed into an approaching golden dragon.
Boom…
Golden light scattered, the golden dragon's scales and claws flew off, and it was instantly smashed into a shower of falling fireworks by Long Lin.
The remaining two golden dragons let out a desperate roar and charged towards Long Lin with all their might. However, before they could reach him, a huge crack suddenly opened in the void, and intense white light shone in.
The darkness instantly melted away, and the void vanished in an instant. The remaining two golden dragons could not support the vast dark void, and their ferocious roars instantly turned into helpless cries.
The sky brightened.
Long Lin let out a long sigh of relief. Only 30% of his mental power returned to his body. He opened his eyes and looked around at the familiar environment, a smile appearing on his face.
"Congratulations, young master… you have subdued five dragon souls. Now you are the master of this Dragon-Spinning Halberd!"
The Hun Tian Ancestor's voice rang out, somewhat surprised but also extremely excited.
A thin wisp of magic power slowly advanced, and this time it was not hindered at all, successfully merging into the Dragon-Spinning Halberd. A smile finally appeared on Long Lin's face.
The five dragon patterns remained lifelike, and when Long Lin looked at them now, the dizziness he had felt before was gone. Instead, he felt a sense of familiarity and warmth, and the light emanating from the five dragon patterns became extremely gentle towards him.
Only then did Long Lin truly relax, close his eyes, and rest.
Damn it! I'm so tired!
After a while, when Long Lin opened his eyes again, the Spinning Dragon Halberd lay quietly in his palm, as if it were part of his body. At this moment, the spiritual energy emanating from the Myriad Demon Cauldron had also subsided, and six strong, sturdy men in black with piercing eyes stood before him, their eyes pure and their bodies radiating abundant spiritual energy.
"Disciple greets Master!"
the six men in black knelt and called out in unison.
"Rise!"
Long Lin suppressed his excitement and spoke in a tone that remained as steady as possible. But in his heart, he had already soared to the highest heavens.
"Haha... I've subdued the ancient spiritual treasure, and now I have six more late-stage Foundation Establishment clone disciples by my side. It's like a dream!"
Long Lin wanted to burst into laughter right then and there.

Chapter 224 Heavenly Pool Swamp
Update Time: 9-28 9:03:29 Words: 3594

After helping Chen Tianfeng stabilize the situation in Fengye Town, Long Lin and the others prepared to set off.
Their whereabouts were only communicated to Chen Tianfeng, who publicly stated that the six immortal masters were currently in seclusion.
While the martial artists of Fengye Town were discussing the six cultivators in the streets and alleys, their flying cloud beasts had already flown thousands of miles away from Fengye Town.
Lin Mubai and Lin Muzhong took turns piloting the flying cloud beasts, while Long Lin and the others rested quietly inside the carriage.
This so-called rest was simply unbearable for Bing Lingyu. Because Ouyang Ran was a martial arts fanatic, he spent all his time
cultivating except for eating, while Lin Mubai and Lin Muzhong took turns driving the Xuanyuan carriage, spending their free time either meditating or studying the hand-drawn map outside. After all, they had staked almost all their resources on this trip, so they couldn't afford to be careless. Meanwhile, Long Lin and Situ Hongyun squeezed into the same carriage, whispering sweet nothings and being inseparable. Although the soundproofing in the carriage was excellent, the soft moans and groans could still be heard. "Long Lin..." Bing Lingyu murmured, unable to contain herself. The sounds around her made her incredibly aroused, unable even to sit still in meditation. However, she was the one who suggested the wedding night in the carriage, so she had to endure it now. "Brother Long... is it comfortable?" Situ Hongyun looked up, her face flushed with shyness. "Mmm... my darling!" Long Lin smiled and stroked Situ Hongyun's hair. If the scene inside the carriage were seen by others, someone would surely have a nosebleed. "Young Master, this woman is a very good cultivation vessel...you shouldn't miss her!" The voice of the Hun Tian Ancestor rang in Long Lin's mind, carrying a wicked smile. "Hun Tian, peeping at someone doing this isn't very proper, is it?" Long Lin said somewhat displeased. "Alright...Young Master, I won't come out unless you call me!" The Hun Tian Ancestor sighed and quickly said, then fell silent. He had already entered the Qian Yuan Sword to meditate and cultivate his soul. Since he defeated five dragon souls in the dark void and subdued the Whirlwind Halberd, he had given the White Jade Lingzhi to the Hun Tian Ancestor for recuperation, and now the Hun Tian Ancestor was quite busy. His lips were tightly wrapped around a cherry-like mouth, and Long Lin gently stroked Situ Hongyun's hair, watching her flawless, snow-white body kneeling beneath him. His blood rushed to his head, and then he felt a sudden jolt throughout his body. "That was close...that was close! I didn't expect this Holy Maiden of Prayer to be such a stunning beauty!" Long Lin gently turned Situ Hongyun around and then lightly mounted her. Situ Hongyun, her eyes filled with laughter, gracefully lay down on the carpet already covered with soft tiger fur, her snow-white arms tightly embracing Long Lin's strong waist. Inside, spring was in full bloom, but outside lay a desolate wasteland. The Flying Cloud Beast, its feet treading on floating clouds, cut through the wind and chased the lightning, finally pulling the Xuanyuan chariot out of the vast desert. Looking down from above, they saw a vast swamp. In the depths, a faint blue light shone, its depth unknown; in the shallows, the water was crystal clear, with a few reeds swaying in the breeze. Ripples rose and fell with the wind, the wind gently caressing the water. "Heavenly Swamp...this is it!" Lin Mubai murmured, pointing to a huge wavy pattern on the map. "The first great swamp in the desolate land, a paradise for all kinds of magical beasts, and also an extremely dangerous place!" Long Lin, already dressed, followed Situ Hongyun, whose beauty had not yet faded, out of the carriage. Looking out the window at the vast expanse of water, he smiled and said. "Hmm!" Lin Mubai wasn't as relaxed as Long Lin. He nodded, then said to the outside of the carriage, "Muzhong, steer the Flying Cloud Beast well and be vigilant!" He then turned back and called inside, "Brother Ouyang, Ice Fairy, please come out for a moment!"

Bing Lingyu stepped forward first. He hadn't been practicing his martial arts, and seeing Situ Hongyun and Long Lin, a blush crept onto his face. Ouyang Ran waited a moment before emerging, his voice muffled, "Brother Lin, what's the matter?"
Lin Mubai glanced at the four and said, "Ahead lies the first dangerous spot in the Wilderness, the Heavenly Swamp. It's teeming with magical beasts, mostly flying ones, and there might even be late-stage Core Formation or Nascent Soul stage beasts among them. So we need to be careful!"
"Just tell me how you want to arrange it!"
Bing Lingyu said, glancing at Long Lin with a slight smile.
"Alright!"
Lin Mubai nodded. "From now on, we'll take turns guarding the carriage with the two of us driving… half a day each, how about that?"
"Yes, no problem!"
Long Lin readily agreed, and the others naturally had no objections. After all, they were paid to do their job, and they had to step in when necessary. A mournful cry echoed from afar. Everyone looked out the window and saw a cluster of black dots rapidly approaching. Long Lin, with the best eyesight, gasped even before they reached them.
It turned out to be over a hundred Purple Swallow Demonic Beasts, each at least a meter long, with sharp beaks, claws, and malevolent red eyes. "Purple Swallow Demonic Beasts, mid-Foundation Establishment stage demonic beasts!" Lin Mubai exclaimed, recognizing the approaching creatures. The Flying Cloud Beast let out a low growl, attempting to repel the Purple Swallow Demonic Beasts, but to no avail. Lin Mubai flashed outside the carriage, channeling his magic power and spitting out a blue-glowing throwing knife. In mid-air, the blue light instantly transformed into thousands of starbursts, scattering towards the horde of Purple Swallow Demonic Beasts. "Don't worry... these low-level demonic beasts can't harm us!" Bing Lingyu poured everyone a cup of wine and chuckled softly. As expected, a blue flying blade swept past, and a chorus of screams erupted from the hundred-plus Purple Swallow demonic beasts. Countless feathers flew through the air, and one after another, the enormous purple swallows plummeted from the sky. Retrieving the blue flying knife, Lin Mubai shook his head helplessly and casually tossed the now powerless blade , its surface cracked, into the air. A hundred low-level demonic beasts and a low-level mid-grade magic weapon perished together. The Flying Cloud Beast pierced through a mist and sped forward again. To cross the Heavenly Pool Swamp as quickly as possible, Lin Mubai and Lin Muzhong harnessed the two-headed Flying Cloud Beast, increasing the speed of the Xuanyuan Chariot by thirty percent. Long Lin and the others each took turns guarding the outside. Night fell, and under a sky full of stars, the Xuanyuan Chariot streaked across the sky like a shooting star. When it was Situ Hongyun's turn to stand guard, Bing Lingyu entered Long Lin's carriage, carrying two wine cups with an air of captivating charm. He casually set up a layer of magical protection in the carriage before saying to Long Lin, "Brother Long, how about we have a drink?" Long Lin was currently studying the Dragon Whirlwind Halberd. During the day, he had used this halberd to kill a six-winged flying serpent, but strangely, although the serpent's body was cut into several pieces, its soul seemed to have vanished without a trace, as if it had been devoured by the halberd. "Sister Lingyu... is there something you need?" Seeing Bing Lingyu enter, Long Lin put the halberd into his storage ring and stood up with a smile. "Can't you come and chat with your brother if there's nothing wrong?" Bing Lingyu chuckled, handed Long Lin a wine cup, and took a sip of the wine before speaking. "Of course, please sit down, sister!" Long Lin said with a smile. Bing Lingyu sat down next to Long Lin without any hesitation and said, "Brother... there's something I'm not sure if I should ask." "What is it? Just say it!" Long Lin said with a smile, taking a sip of wine. Seeing Bing Lingyu's flirtatious expression, he secretly chuckled to himself. "Brother Long, are you really planning to help the Lin family rescue their monstrous grand-uncle?" Bing Lingyu asked with a smile. "Hmm..." Long Lin hesitated for a moment, then said, "I don't understand what Sister Lingyu means!" "Come closer, I'll tell you!" Bing Lingyu said. Long Lin was puzzled. He had initially thought Bing Lingyu was a ruthless woman, but now she was speaking so seriously. Without thinking too much, he moved closer. The two were face to face, and Long Lin could see the deep cleavage and the bulging flesh beneath her pink bodice, and smell a unique, alluring fragrance. "Brother Long... do you understand?" Bing Lingyu whispered a few words to Long Lin, then asked with a smile. Long Lin nodded. In fact, he had considered what Bing Lingyu was talking about, but he had only agreed to take on the task because he was confident in his Nascent Soul stage cultivation, Hun Tian. Although the cultivation world appears peaceful on the surface, it is rife with undercurrents and hidden dangers. Conflicts frequently arise among the many independent cultivators, with double-crossing and surprise attacks being commonplace. According to Bing Lingyu, if they fail to rescue their Lin family patriarch, all is well; but if they do, and there's an extremely valuable treasure there, would the Lin family, to keep their secret, ruthlessly kill the four of them? "We must be wary of this, but we can't reveal it! After all, we're all in the same boat now. Without the Xuanyuan Chariot and the Flying Cloud Beast, it'll be difficult for us to go back!" Long Lin said thoughtfully. "Brother Long is absolutely right. Actually, that's what I was thinking too!" Bing Lingyu smiled, but naturally put her arm around Long Lin's waist. Before Long Lin could speak, she continued, "So, it's not that we're not prepared, but the best way to defend ourselves is to unite! Only then will we have a chance against a Nascent Soul stage monster, a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, and a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator." Although Bing Lingyu was nearly thirty, her skin was remarkably well-maintained, and her body was incredibly supple, exuding a mature, peach-like charm. Her soft, snow-white arms wrapped around Long Lin, making him momentarily distracted. "Brother Long, what do you think?" Bing Lingyu's phoenix eyes glanced at Long Lin, her alluring gaze unmistakable. She then seemed to intentionally move closer to him, her voluptuous body almost collapsing against him as if she were about to melt. "Hmm... Sister is right!" Long Lin said, but took a step back. This Bing Lingyu is quite the enchanting character. Normally, it wouldn't matter if I indulged her this once, but Long Lin has Situ Hongyun outside the carriage. If the two of them find out, things could get messy. "Young Master, don't hide. I think this woman possesses ice-type magic. If you can use your cultivation technique to extract some of it, it will greatly benefit your wood spirit power..." The voice of the Hun Tian Ancestor echoed in his mind. "What? You want me to... her..." Long Lin was startled. "Yes... hehe, Young Master, the cultivation world doesn't have much of a sense of morality or ethics. As long as there's profit, that's all that matters. Over the years, I've seen many couples who were once inseparable, but many have also killed each other for magic weapons, spiritual materials, and cultivation techniques! You really think you're a gentleman!" The Hun Tian Ancestor laughed.

“Since Brother Long has agreed to join forces, we should trust each other and be inseparable!”
Bing Lingyu said at this moment. “Besides, didn’t you promise me that we would have a good battle that day?”

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