Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 149 - Turning Point to the Cave
On the street, Lin Le and Qing Li walked quietly. After a while, Qing Li couldn't help but say, "Lin Le, that person might not be your uncle. Aren't there many people with the same name among you humans?"

"No need to comfort me, I'm not too sad," Lin Le said softly. "I've never met him since I was born. I came here only because of our blood relation to see him. I'll help if I can, and if I can't, then I won't."

"Then why do you look like you're not in a good mood?" Qingli asked.

"I just feel like I'm probably cursed with bad luck," Lin Le sighed. "Both my parents died, my uncle died tragically, and I never thought I'd end up all alone."

"Don't you still have me?" Qingli hugged Lin Le tightly. "I can stay with you forever."

"Mmm." Lin Le reached out and touched the soft hand on his chest, a warm feeling rising in his heart.

Just then, Lin Le frowned slightly, because a gaze was making him very uncomfortable.

Lin Le followed his senses and saw that the curtains of a carriage window had just been drawn.

Inside the carriage, a young man with effeminate features said, "Elder Lian, please invite that woman here. I want to have a good discussion with her about the pleasures of dual cultivation."

"Yes."

On the other side of the carriage, an elderly man with a face like an orange peel responded without expression, as if he had long been used to this.

The coldness in Lin Le's eyes was as cold as ancient ice, unyielding through the ages.

I was in a bad mood, and now a punching bag has conveniently come to me.

Looking at the old man who appeared before him, Lin Le asked expressionlessly, "What is it?"

"My young master would like to invite this young lady to his carriage for a chat," the old man said.

"Lead the way," Lin Le said.

"I told you, it was my young master who invited this young lady, not you, boy." Old Lian stared at Lin Ledao, his calm eyes sending chills down one's spine.

Lin Le smiled, revealing her teeth, her words laced with chilling intent: "Did I tell you to refuse?"

court death!

Even the old man remained silent, only activating his divine sense, intending to destroy Lin Le's brain.

Then he saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and then on that mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a figure standing on a dragon-bird.

"You mere fake pill, who gave you the audacity to be so insolent to me!"

Lin Le stood on the dragon sparrow, looking down at Elder Lian with an indifferent expression.

Old Lian was startled, realizing he had kicked a hornet's nest, and quickly tried to back away.

But Lin Le wouldn't let him leave.

With a single pluck of the soul string, tens of thousands of vengeful ghosts surged forth from the sea of ​​blood and seized Elder Lian.

"no no!"

Even the old man let out a terrified cry.

Outside, even the old man's body trembled, and his skin was covered in dense wounds, as if threads were cutting into his flesh and tearing him apart.

"No!"

He only had time to let out a wail before his old body fell apart, scattering into pieces of flesh no bigger than soybeans.

The strong stench of blood permeated the air, but those around seemed oblivious, as if they hadn't seen it at all.

Crimson flames fell, burning the pile of flesh and blood into nothingness.

"Let's go." Lin Le led Qing Li toward the carriage.

Inside the carriage, the effeminate young man raised an eyebrow and a lewd smile appeared on his face when he saw the carriage curtain being pulled open.

He cultivated a special technique called the "Flower-Picking and Jade-Playing Skill," which allowed him to absorb the yin essence of women, thereby making his body and magical power both extremely soft and strong. Therefore, he was extremely sensitive to the yin essence contained in women. The moment he saw Qingli from afar, he was attracted by the yin essence on her body; without a doubt, it was top-grade yin essence.

He looked expectantly through the carriage curtain, but the next second he was stunned. It wasn't the old man or the young lady who had returned, but the little devil next to the young lady.

"What do you want?" The young man extended his divine sense, trying to find Elder Lian's figure, and was then met with a fierce blow.

His head felt like it had been struck by lightning; the young man's face turned deathly pale, and blood flowed from his pores, clearly indicating that he had suffered a severe injury.

But the young man quickly replied, "I am Wen Ziqi, the most favored youngest son of the Wen family. My sister is the most beloved concubine of Prince Yi!"

Wen Ziqi wasn't stupid; he was just used to running rampant in Anrui City, but he didn't expect to run into a tough opponent from outside.

Therefore, he immediately revealed his identity in the hope of saving his life.

Lin Le remained silent, simply sitting down. Then Wen Ziqi saw mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and countless floating ghosts.

Wen Ziqi trembled all over, and fine wounds appeared on her body, just like those on Elder Lian.

While torturing Wen Ziqi, Lin Le flipped through his memories, and a look of understanding gradually appeared on his face.

"no, do not want!"

With a wail, Wen Ziqi was reduced to tiny pieces of minced meat, no bigger than sesame seeds.

A sweep of crimson flames cleaned away the bloodstains, and Lin Le sat down in Wen Ziqi's seat.

Upon entering, Qingli asked, "Where should we go next? Should we stay and deal with your uncle's matter, or go to the city to plan for the spirit item?"

“No, we’re going to the Lei Nu River,” Lin Le said.

"Tearful Maiden River?" Qingli frowned, then exclaimed in surprise, "You're going to that cave!"

Lin Le nodded: "Yes."

Qingli knew that there were at least four Golden Core Realm experts stationed there, and they were all top-tier Golden Core Realm cultivators. Trying to gain something under their noses was like a mortal trying to pull a tiger's whiskers.

But Qingli knew that Lin Le must have some confidence to go there, so she asked, "Is there any unusual activity over there?"

"The cave has been opened, and only those with a bone age of thirty or below can enter," Lin Le said. "And according to the restrictions inside, it is extremely powerful. Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators cannot handle it, so they need genius Foundation Establishment cultivators to deal with it."

"That scumbag from earlier also had some talent, so he got a spot."

"You're planning to impersonate him and go in?" Qingli immediately guessed Lin Le's plan. "What's inside that's worth the risk?"

“There are many spiritual treasures in there,” Lin Le said. “If I search for them, I should be able to find the common spiritual treasures we need.”

As for the unusual ones, that depends on luck, since life, death, and space are truly rare.

"I understand." Qingli nodded. Since it concerned her path, she had no choice but to go.

A two-patterned human lotus seed appeared in Lin Le's hand: "You cultivate the Transformation Technique, and then tell me your insights."

Just in case, the art of transformation needs to be further refined.

"Okay." Qingli took the lotus seed and began to practice the transformation technique diligently.

At this time, the carriage also left the city and began to speed up.

The accompanying guards had no idea that their young master had become a different person.

Inside the city, Chong Xuanzi looked at the intelligence he had gathered and couldn't help but sigh. Heaven was truly against them.

He didn't expect that Lin Le's uncle had already died three years ago, so now they had no way to lure Lin Le out.

No, not necessarily!
Chong Xuanzi looked at the words "Zhao Family" on the intelligence report, lost in thought. Given Lin Le's personality, if he knew that his uncle was dead and had been murdered, then seeking revenge would be inevitable.

(End of this chapter)