Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 104 - Tiger's Eyes Captivate the Soul
Watching Guan Wenzhong leave, Lin Le seemed thoughtful, then chuckled softly.

Who cares? Even if there's some kind of scheme, we'll have to see if his fists will allow it.

Looking at the remaining ghost-collecting artifacts, Lin Le said, "Qingli, could you please melt these artifacts down for me?"

"All you do is boss people around." A woman in a blue and white dress walked in and rolled her eyes at Lin Le.

However, despite his complaints, his actions were anything but hesitant.

Qingli opened her mouth and spat out a dark blue flame that covered the pile of magical artifacts. Then, she made a hand seal, and the flames weaved through the artifacts.

After her bloodline was sublimated, she naturally gained more inheritance from her bloodline, including some weapon crafting inheritance.

With better options available, it's impossible to just blindly practice like before.

Soon, the magical artifacts melted and turned into several clumps of liquid of different sizes, categorized according to their materials.

Lin Le untied the embroidered ball from her waist and threw it over.

The hydrangea remained in the liquid, then spun around, absorbing both clumps of liquid completely.

With a wave of her hand, Lin Le caught the embroidered ball. The least damaged side had already been repaired, but it was unadorned.

According to the information obtained during the refining process, this embroidered ball is called the Flower Embroidered Ball. It is a low-grade magic weapon. Although it was severely damaged and fell to the level of a low-grade magic weapon, its essence is still intact. With some repairs, it can still be upgraded to a spiritual weapon.

Lin Le then threw the Slaughtering Void Demon Spear over, and the Slaughtering Void Demon Spear accepted it without hesitation, absorbing all the remaining ones.

As the true qi circulated, Lin Le refined the second side of the hydrangea and then activated it.

Thirty-two ghost soldiers dressed in black armor appeared.

'Is this really a toy for little girls, or is that "True Immortal" perhaps a demonic cultivator?'

Lin Le frowned as he looked at it. This was the function of the flowery hydrangea: to summon ghost soldiers and generals.

It's hard to say what it was like at its peak. As for now, I can only summon two ghost generals or thirty-two ghost soldiers. I have to find the ghost generals myself.

The cultivation level of the ghost soldiers and generals is entirely up to Lin Le to define, as long as he can afford the resources consumed, but the maximum limit cannot exceed his own cultivation level.

However, it was enough for Lin Le, since he only used it to clear out the grunts.

With a flick of his wrist, an official seal appeared in Lin Le's hand.

Three days ago, although he gave Huai Zigui's head to Guan Wenzhong, he didn't give him his storage bag.

By activating the official seal, Lin Le gathered the imperial aura of Heiling County.

Humanitarian merits began to increase.

Next comes the karma of killing.

Lin Le sensed the location of the cultivators from Black Ridge County, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Guan Wenzhong was somewhat kind-hearted, and only arrested those associated with the Yin Gui Men.

But he didn't consider that if the entire Black Ridge County hadn't conspired together, how could the existence of the Yin Ghost Gate have been concealed for so long?

If you're going to kill, kill them all!
In Heiling County, some people breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the news that Guan Wenzhong and his group had left; this jinx was finally gone.

But little did they know that the bloodshed was only just beginning, as a being worthy of being called a killing star had already set his sights on their heads.

As darkness fell, a banquet hall was brightly lit, where a dozen or so people were drinking and making merry.

They were celebrating their escape.

Guan Wenzhong arrested all the members of the Yin Gui Men, but he missed these small fry who worked for the Yin Gui Men.

This is perfect for them. The Yin Ghost Sect already controlled most of the resources in Black Ridge County. Now that they are dead, it will be the turn of these little ghosts to dominate.

"Gentlemen, drink to your heart's content. Today's drinks are on me, Wang," said a seemingly generous man.

"No need," an old man said slowly. "I can afford this little bit of wine myself." "Yes, you're showing off your abilities," a young man said, his arm around a woman. "Come on, everyone, drink to your heart's content. This meal is on me!"

"Haha, hey, no need, no need." A middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Everyone just pays their own bill for the drinks. Let's be at peace. We don't even know who the imperial court will send yet."

His words seemed to have a deeper meaning.

After being repeatedly humiliated, the man's complexion visibly worsened.

But no one around him cared. Wang Haoqiang was only a fourth-level cultivator. Although he was high, he wasn't high enough to overpower them.

Just then, the door was pushed open. At first, no one paid any attention, thinking it was the waiter bringing wine and dishes. But after hearing the sound, they knew it wasn't him.

"You're all here, that's good, saves me the trouble of looking for you one by one." A playful voice rang out, and everyone's attention was focused on the handsome young man who walked in.

Already sulking, Wang Haoqiang immediately threw his wine glass away: "Which pretty boy dares to disturb my prince's enjoyment?"

With a flick of the red ribbon, Lin Le deflected the flying wine, and then turned his gaze to Wang Haoqiang, his expression so calm it could almost be described as cold.

Wang Haoqiang met Lin Le's gaze, and then he saw a ferocious tiger slowly approaching.

Wang Haoqiang tried to move, but he couldn't move at all. He could only watch helplessly as the ferocious tiger opened its blood-red maw and bit down.

"what!"

A scream sent chills down everyone's spine, and they all turned to look at Wang Haoqiang, who had made the sound.

Wang Haoqiang's face was deathly pale, his body was covered in sweat, and there was a foul odor emanating from his lower body. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that he was no longer breathing, and his chest was not rising or falling.

died? !
A chill immediately ran through everyone as they looked at Lin Le with apprehension.

"What are your orders, Your Excellency?" The old man who had been the first to argue was also the first to surrender, kneeling before Lin Le and saying, "I am willing to serve you like a dog or a horse."

"No need for such trouble." Lin Le shook the gourd in his hand, took a sip, and said, "Just write down your home address."

As he spoke, a dozen ghost soldiers stepped out from behind him and handed the paper and ink to these people.

The old man finished writing first and handed it to Lin Le: "Sir, here you go."

Lin Le took it and nodded: "Let's go. I'll contact you if I need anything later."

"Thank you, sir." The old man left immediately.

Then Lin Le seemed to remember something, pointed at Wang Haoqiang's corpse with the gourd and said, "By the way, does anyone know that person's address?"

The middle-aged man standing nearby quickly spoke up, "I know."

"Write one down," Lin Le said.

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.

Soon everyone had written down their home addresses and handed them to Lin Le.

The last person handed the note to Lin Le, expecting it to be the same as the previous people, but instead heard Lin Le's leisurely voice: "Kill him."

what? !

The man was shocked, but the ghost soldier beside him immediately swung his sword and beheaded him.

The man stared at Lin Le with his eyes wide open, and then he saw the headless corpse lying behind the door.

So, they were all dead.

The person's consciousness faded into darkness.

Lin Le glanced at the note, turned and left to begin the ransacking of the house.

A family should always leave together, otherwise it would be too lonely.

(End of this chapter)