Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 132 The True Scripture of World Burning
Under the bright moon, Lin Le woke up and saw a pretty face approaching.

Upon closer inspection, wasn't that Qingli?

"Awake?" Qingli asked.

"Mm." Lin Le nodded.

Qingli blinked: "Then let's exchange today's yang energy."

"Okay." Lin Le extended her finger with practiced ease.

Qingli skillfully took it into her mouth.

Since Lin Le's Yang Spiritual Root was upgraded to Crimson Yang Spiritual Root, the quality of his Yang Qi has risen accordingly. As a result, even after he entered the Foundation Establishment stage, Qing Li never cut off his supply of Yang Qi.

Lin Le's current yang energy is also of great benefit to her.

Lin Le didn't pay much attention. He was a young man with a strong physique and the vitality of new life. His recovery ability was extremely strong, and the yang energy he produced every day was extremely vigorous. Giving some to Qing Li would save her from the trouble of being too hot.

After absorbing the yang energy, Qingli's face was flushed, and her eyes were even a little glazed, making her look extremely charming.

This time, she leaned lazily on Lin Le's shoulder: "What did you realize before you went to sleep? This is the first time I've seen you so exhausted."

"I've organized and refined what I've learned," Lin Le said.

"Did it work?" Qingli asked.

"No, the foundation is too shallow; we can only say that we've just built the framework," Lin Le said.

The "Three Caverns Primordial Chaos Burning World True Scripture," or simply the Burning World Scripture, is a cultivation method created by Lin Le, which combines his own learning and thoughts.

However, it's just a framework now; the vast majority of it is filled in with what I've learned.

The Burning World Scripture is divided into six chapters: the Chapter on the Divine Realm, the Chapter on the Profound Realm, the Chapter on the Primordial Chaos, the Chapter on the Burning World, and the Chapter on the Heavenly Craft.

The Chapter on the Divine Cave is filled with the Soul-Slaying Observation; the Chapter on the Profound Cave is filled with the Dragon-Sparrow Heaven-Fighting Technique, which was modified from the Thirteen Transformations of Heaven-Fighting, and this is where the majority of merit points were spent; the Chapter on the True Cave is filled with the Daoist Guide.

The Primordial Chaos Chapter is filled with the Three Realms Spiritual Fire Technique; the World-Burning Chapter includes the author's own spells; and the Heavenly Crafts Chapter is filled with alchemy, formations, and other cultivation arts.

“Oh, do you need me to explain some more of the Taoist canon to you?” Qingli said. “You only listened for a few days and then stopped.”

Lin Le immediately recalled something. Back in Bailian County, feeling that his knowledge of Taoist cultivation was shallow, he asked Qingli to explain some Taoist scriptures.

However, I was too busy a few days later and forgot about it, and never picked it up again.

Thinking of that eerie voice, Lin Le shuddered: "No, just inscribe it into the jade slip and send it to me."

"Oh." Qingli blinked, somewhat disappointed.

Lin Le stood up: "Alright, it's time to clean up some of the mess."

"Is it the Yan family?" Qingli asked, standing up.

“No, it’s Muxia Mountain,” Lin Le said.

"Mount Muxia?" Qingli asked疑惑地, "What's there?"

"There's a demon." Lin Le licked his lips.

The Dragon Sparrow Fighting Heaven Technique has been deduced, so the next step is naturally body tempering.

If one wants to strengthen their body, the flesh and blood of the demon race are naturally the most nourishing.

Muxia Mountain

The mountain was covered in white, but a cave beneath it was burning hot.

Warm spring water flows through channels throughout the underground space, and the rising steam makes it feel like springtime.

A pack of black and red wolves were frolicking and playing.

Although it looks peaceful and serene, a closer look reveals a terrifying scene: human bones form the framework, human hair serves as the nest, and blackened bloodstains are scattered on the ground.

Several wooden cells stood deep in the corner, mostly empty, with only a few people imprisoned inside.

"Do you think we can go back, old man?" a slightly younger-looking man asked a dark-skinned man next to him.

Watching dozens of people die every day and be eaten alive by wild beasts left the man feeling desperate and numb.

"Yes, yes," the old man comforted him, but he also knew it was probably impossible.

"How long has the wolf scourge of Twilight Mountain lasted? If it could have been eliminated long ago, it would have been eliminated long ago. Why has it been left until now?" Another gaunt-looking man spoke up, his voice filled with sarcasm, yet also hiding a deeper sorrow.

“Do you know how I got here?” The man pointed to himself. “Hey, I was sold here.”

"Guess who sold me in?" the man asked, then answered himself, "It was Bai Baotang!"

"And who is the master behind Bai Baotang? It's none other than our good prefect, Liu Zhixing!"

"Hahaha!" the man burst into wild laughter.

He has clearly gone mad.

"What are you shouting about!" A black wolf, ten feet tall, walked over, speaking in human language, its tone full of impatience.

Looking at the man who was still laughing, Black Wolf tossed his head dismissively: "Tsk, is he delirious?"

This situation is quite common. After all, it's hard for an ordinary person not to go crazy watching their fellow human beings being eaten alive every day.

The black wolf deftly opened the cage with its claws and walked in without a care in the world.

Those imprisoned here are just ordinary people, the strongest of whom are only first or second level martial artists. As for rare creatures like cultivators, they have long been eaten by the king and some wolf generals.

The black wolf walked up to the laughing man and bit down.

The man immediately fell silent.

Carrying the corpse in its mouth, the black wolf walked out of the cage and closed it.

As the black wolf walked away, despair filled the eyes of everyone in the cage.

On a flat piece of ground, the black wolf dropped the carcass and howled, "Awooo (Wolf cubs, time for a snack!)!"

Upon hearing this, some wolf cubs immediately pounced towards them.

But even faster than them were streaks of sword light.

To the black wolf's astonishment, all the wolf cubs were torn in two and turned into corpses.

After the initial shock came fury. Black Wolf roared, "Who!"

There was no response, only the quiet, rhythmic sound of footsteps.

Black Wolf looked toward the direction of the sound and saw a human youth dressed in blue and red brocade slowly walking toward him.

"You've chosen a good spot," Lin Le said, looking around the cave.

This cave is a perfect holiday retreat in winter, as it is warm and spacious.

"It's just a bit fishy and smelly," Lin Le said, shaking his head slightly.

"Human, if you keep babbling..." the black wolf roared, but before it could finish speaking, a flash of sword light cleaved it in two from the very middle.

As for the fishy smell, a quick clean-up will suffice.

Lin Le walked step by step into the cave. The wolf demons that rushed in along the way were no match for him and all turned into dead souls under his sword.

Lin Le could sense that the Soul Slaughtering Sect was making progress.

The overwhelming stench of blood finally attracted a great demon that had been sleeping deep within the cave.

A red wolf suddenly leaped out, its claws blazing, swatting away the flying sword, and then fiercely lunged at Lin Le.

The red ribbon suddenly flew out, then the red wolf caught it and twisted it.

"Awooo—" A shrill howl rang out, and crackling sounds came from the red wolf's body, clearly indicating that all its bones were shattered.

Blood light flowed across Hong Ling's body, without wasting a single drop of her blood energy.

With a thud, the red wolf's corpse fell limply to the ground.

The death of a powerful demon thoroughly alarmed the true owner of this cave.

A giant wolf, its body entirely red with three black lines on its forehead, emerged bathed in the glow of the setting sun, letting out a low growl:

"Human, who sent you!"

(End of this chapter)