Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 131 - Don't Take Advantage of Others
"What do you want me to do?" Chi Daoqi asked bluntly.

Having learned about the relationship between Lin Le and Guan Wenzhong, Chi Daoqi knew that unless he made some kind of guarantee, he probably wouldn't be able to leave this room.

“It’s very simple,” Lin Le said. “Come with me and destroy the Yan family.”

“Impossible.” Chi Daoqi shook his head. “Prefect Liu will definitely help the Yan family.”

The city of Kuzhu is currently in a three-way standoff, with Chi and Xia being the strongest, Yan and Wei slightly weaker, and Liu the weakest.

If the Yan family is destroyed, the situation will become unbalanced. If Prefect Liu is even slightly sensible, he won't just watch the Yan family perish.

“That’s none of your business,” Lin Le said. “I’ll deal with the Yan family. Your Chi family just needs to keep an eye on Prefect Liu and make sure he doesn’t make a move.”

“Alright.” Chi Daoqi nodded. “But how can I convince the family head?”

“You don’t need to persuade them. The Yan family is weak, and your family head naturally knows what to do,” Lin Le said. “You just need to pass on the news of Yan Xuan’s death and then tell your Chi family to behave themselves.”

“I have a grudge against the Yan and Wei families, but not against your Chi and Xia families.”

Lin Le glanced at Chi Daoqi: "If your Chi family dares to have any wicked thoughts, I don't mind killing a few more people."

Chi Daoqi felt a cold sweat break out on his back. He chuckled awkwardly and said, "How could that be?"

"Hmph." Lin Le sneered, remaining noncommittal.

Then suddenly he reached out and slapped Chi Daoqi.

Chi Daoqi's body stiffened instantly. He felt a cold object enter his body, emitting a faint chill.

"What's inside you is one of the offspring of my natal magic weapon," Lin Le said leisurely. "So you'd better not have any wicked thoughts, or you'll die a violent death as soon as you step out the door. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Anger flashed in Chi Daoqi's eyes. Although he was mentally prepared, no one would feel good about being controlled by others.

"I understand," Chi Daoqi said in a low voice.

"Go ahead, I won't see you off." Lin Le gestured with his hand.

“Hmm.” Chi Daoqi turned and left.

"Old Guan," Lin Le turned to Guan Wenzhong, "I've organized the files. Take those files and go clean up Liu Zhixing's influence."

"Liu Zhixing?" Guan Wenzhong frowned, thought for a moment, and then nodded, "Okay."

He knew why Lin Le had instructed him to take action against Liu Zhixing.

He now represents the Yan family. If the Yan family suddenly attacks Liu Zhixing, Liu Zhixing will definitely suspect that the four major families are staging a joint act to prepare to take action against him.

Liu Zhixing certainly wouldn't dare to help the Yan family for the time being, and the three-way balance of power would become three independent entities. The time and space created by mutual suspicion would be enough for Lin Le to grow rapidly.

Watching Guan Wenzhong leave without asking why, Lin Le sighed inwardly, thinking that dealing with smart people was indeed more convenient.

"Let's go too," Lin Le said, standing up.

Qingli also got up and put on her fox fur coat: "Where are we going?"

"The Sutra Repository," Lin Le said.

In the Sutra Repository, Lin Le and Qing Li, now tall and thin as they had been a few days ago, strode inside, their goal clear: to head straight for the third floor.

Taking out Yan Xuandong's token, Lin Le unlocked the restriction on a book and picked it up to read.

Qingli took the token, unlocked a restriction, and picked up a book to read, which displeased someone.

He watched as the token was passed back and forth between the two, with the seals being broken and the tokens being examined repeatedly, and he finally couldn't resist anymore.

“Gentlemen, even if you have some connection with Commander Yan, isn’t it a bit too much to casually browse through martial arts manuals and secret techniques that require merit to access?” An old man came up the stairs, looking at Lin Le and Qing Li with a gloomy expression. He had guarded the Scripture Pavilion for over a hundred years and had never seen anyone like Lin Le and Qing Li who disregarded the rules so much. Even if Yan Xuandong wanted to see them, he would have to put on a show.

Lin Le glanced at him, her eyes calm and indifferent: "Get out of here, this is none of your business."

After saying that, he continued to look down at his book.

The old man's breath caught in his throat. He was, after all, the guardian of the Scripture Pavilion, and Lin Le's words completely disregarded him!
He laughed in fury: "Fine, fine! I've been guarding the Scripture Pavilion for many years. Even if Yan Xuandong came, he'd have to give me some face. Who do you think you are!"

Lin Le looked up and gave him a cold look: "I'll say it again, this is none of your business. If you have any complaints, report it to your superiors."

"Hey, a mere centurion thinks he can take your old man's authority!" The old man rolled up his sleeves, ready to teach Lin Le a lesson.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Le flashed in front of the old man and then delivered a high kick.

boom!
The old man's head slammed directly into the floor, even breaking through the defensive array.

With his foot planted on the old man's head, Lin Le looked down at him and said, "This is your last warning. After you leave, you'd better shut up, understand?"

Feeling the terrifying pressure coming from his head, the old man knew that Lin Le really dared to kill him, and he managed to utter with difficulty, "I...know."

Lin Le moved her foot away: "Get lost."

The old man immediately rolled down the stairs.

After leaving the building, a hint of resentment appeared in the old man's eyes: "Just wait, when he comes down from upstairs, I'll make sure you're dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's eyes narrowed, his spirits died, and he collapsed to the ground.

Lin Le withdrew his divine sense and said expressionlessly, "Fool."

A normal person would know that he was confident enough to handle the consequences of his actions if he saw him so confident. But this old geezer must have gone mad from staying in the library, or he thinks that his age gives him a higher status, because he dares to boss him around.

Since they were so stupid, they deserved to die.

Lin Le blew a breath that traveled hundreds of meters to the ears of the two people.

After hearing Lin Le's telepathic message, Li Zheng and Li Qi both wore bitter smiles. This guy was truly astonishingly bloodthirsty; Old Man Tian was killed just for saying a few more words.

Soon, news of the death of Elder Tian, ​​the caretaker of the Sutra Repository, spread. Since Elder Tian was already very old, no one doubted it, or rather, those who did have doubts dared not question it.

After all, Elder Tian was a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the first level, and those who could kill him instantly were few and far between in the Demon Slayer Division and even in Bitter Bamboo City.

Inside the courtyard, Lin Le, having finished reading the book, introspected his inner vision and released a two-patterned human lotus seed.

Nine years later, Lin Le picked up the Thirteen Turns of Dou Tian again. Well, it's not exactly a restart, since while perfecting spells like Sunset and Sky-Breaking, the Thirteen Turns of Dou Tian was also being upgraded to a higher level.

However, before it was all passive, but now it's active.

'I feel like we should probably integrate things,' Lin Le thought to himself.

The biggest difference between the second-patterned and first-patterned lotus seeds, besides the difference in time, is the increased flexibility of thinking. They are not as stubborn as they were during the three years of "one thought, three years".

Lin Le dissected what he had learned and then summarized it.

After consuming thousands of human merits, and eventually tens of thousands of human merits, Lin Le exhaled and then nestled into the soft, warm embrace beside him.

He was completely exhausted.

Seeing Lin Le suddenly collapse, Qing Li showed a hint of surprise, but she felt relieved after realizing that Lin Le was just too tired.

Looking at the handsome young man in her arms, Qingli pinched his nose.

Hey, what big thing have they gotten themselves into this time?
(End of this chapter)