Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 150 Entering the Cave
On the banks of the Lei Nu River, a carriage sped up and stopped beside a camp.

After the carriage came to a stop, a effeminate young man stepped down from it.

"Oh, our young master with kidney deficiency has finally arrived! You've really got some nerve, making us wait for you!" The young man had just gotten out of the car when a sarcastic voice came from not far away.

Lin Le, who was actually Wen Ziqi, turned her head, glanced at the person who spoke, and said in a nonchalant voice, "Which one of you arrived?"

"I was the first one here!" the young man said proudly.

Lin Le said slowly and deliberately, "Then, Liang Yuming, according to you, everyone who arrives after you is supposed to be waiting for them, and you're saying they're also very bold?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Liang Yuming retorted angrily. "When did I ever say that!"

"Then repeat the first thing you said to me when you met me," Lin Le said calmly, looking at Liang Yuming.

“Yes…” Liang Yuming was about to say something more, but he suddenly stopped, because saying it would offend others, and not saying it would make Wen Ziqi lose face.

Seeing Liang Yuming stuck, Lin Le sneered, walked over and patted his face: "If you can't speak, then don't speak. Nobody thinks you're mute, you stupid dog!"

The slaps on his face were so loud they made a loud slapping sound. Liang Yuming's face was completely stunned. He never expected that "Wen Ziqi" would dare to mock him so closely.

His face flushed red instantly: "Wen Ziqi, you're asking for it!"

As he spoke, he slapped "Wen Ziqi" across the face.

*Slap!* But the slap was blocked by an iron fan.

Lin Le gripped the iron fan, then gave Liang Yuming a cold smile: "You started this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Le kicked hard, directly hitting Liang Yuming.

Before Liang Yuming could react, a sharp pain shot through his lower body.

His eyes were bloodshot and bulged like a toad's, and he was hissing. Blood was seeping from his side.

It made everyone watching shudder; it was too ruthless.

Someone couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Wen Ziqi, aren't you going too far?"

*Snap!* Lin Le opened his folding fan, kicked Liang Yuming away, and looked at the speaker: "I was just retaliating. You all saw it; he was the one who tried to hit me first."

"If you have to blame someone, blame him for being less skilled, Miss Zhao Lingyun."

Zhao Lingyun raised her eyebrows: "No matter what, your attack on him was too much!"

"What, does Miss Zhao Lingyun need his root thing?" Lin Le asked with a teasing tone.

"You're talking nonsense, Wen Ziqi, can't you watch your mouth?" Zhao Lingyun said angrily, her face flushed.

"Sorry, I used some foul language that offended your ears." Lin Le shrugged, then changed the subject, "And what's it to you, you old hag!"

Damn old hag?!

Zhao Lingyun was stunned for a moment, then her face turned deathly pale with anger: "Wen Ziqi, I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"

"Come here!" Lin Le waved.

Seeing that "Wen Ziqi" still dared to provoke her, Zhao Lingyun was so angry that her hair stood on end, and she drew her sword and stabbed at "Wen Ziqi".

Before it could strike, it was grabbed by a hand, followed by a strong voice: "Enough!"

Seeing the person holding the sword, Zhao Lingyun said anxiously, "Brother Lingfeng, Wen Ziqi is bullying me!"

"You're the kind of woman who just spouts slander. Tsk." Lin Le clicked her tongue, her disdain obvious.

Hearing Wen Ziqi's sarcastic remarks, Zhao Lingyun's anger surged again: "Lingfeng, get out of my way! I'm going to tear that rotten mouth of his apart today!"

"Enough!" Zhao Lingfeng shouted. "Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough already?"

"It's already embarrassing enough, why worry about losing even more?" Lin Le said sarcastically from the side. "Wen Ziqi, shut up," Zhao Lingfeng hissed.

"Tch, don't give me that look. I'll say whatever I want." Lin Le was completely unfazed. "I'm the brother-in-law of Prince Yi, and you're just the son of a minor general!"

Lin Le tapped Zhao Lingfeng's chest with his iron fan and sneered, "Watch your manners."

Zhao Lingfeng frowned: "Wen Ziqi!"

"Hey, I'm here," Lin Le replied. "If you can't do anything to me, just keep quiet and don't give me that look, you idiot!"

After saying that, Lin Le left.

Zhao Lingfeng's face also darkened. He had heard that Wen Ziqi was always arrogant, but he didn't expect her to be this arrogant. She was just someone who had a sister who was a concubine!

But even so, he was truly helpless, after all, Wen Ziqi's older sister was really favored, and Prince Yi seemed to listen to her every word.

Let's see how long you can keep up your arrogance!
As Zhao Lingfeng watched Wen Ziqi's retreating figure, a fierce glint rose in his eyes.

Beauty fades, and even the best toys eventually become tiresome.

When the time comes, hum!
On the banks of the Tearful Woman River, Lin Le stood atop a makeshift high-rise building, looking at the gate in the middle of the river with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He recognized that the style of the gate to this cave was similar to that of the gate in Heiling County.

'So, are there similar cave dwellings on other ley lines?'

Lin Le raised an eyebrow, intending to investigate further, since the daughter of a true immortal should not have poor burial goods.

If we unearth another rare treasure like the hydrangea, then it won't be a loss.

Lin Le then looked towards the other two tall buildings, which belonged to the Liu family and the Xuanling Temple, respectively.

His gaze swept over the Taoist priest sitting on the high rooftop for a moment, then quickly moved away.

'As expected of one of the top three Taoist priests of Xuanling Temple, even a glance from him makes me feel an overwhelming sense of invincibility.'

Lin Le recalled the Taoist's appearance: black hair and red beard. It must be Chi Lingzi.

After a quiet day, the geniuses gathered by Lin Le and others assembled in the middle of the river, dividing into three camps, with seven people in each camp.

Chi Lingzi and the others looked at the gathered teenagers with blank expressions, revealing nothing. They simply waved their sleeves and said, "Go in. Remember, fighting is forbidden. You all have Spirit Vision Jade on you."

These geniuses all come from our own family; we certainly can't let them perish here.

"Yes." The teenagers nodded and strode in in three groups.

As Lin Le stepped across the red barrier, his gaze suddenly changed.

The area before them was divided into ten regions, each with a symbol displayed above it: Heaven (乾), Earth (坤), Lake (兑), Fire (离), Thunder (震), Wind (巽), Water (坎), Mountain (艮), and the Yin-Yang symbol.

Upon seeing the yin and yang symbols, Lin Le did not hesitate and immediately flew towards them.

Zhao Lingfeng frowned when he saw Wen Ziqi, who had broken away from the group.

It seemed that with Lin Le leading the way, some people also broke away from the group. They were all young geniuses, and they were not willing to really follow orders.

Moreover, the True Immortals like Chi Lingzi said that they only wanted the Mystic Crystals and would not take any other gains.

So this isn't the time to be modest; first come, first served, and fighting between teams is prohibited.

"Let's go." Zhao Lingfeng led the remaining people towards Genshan. As long as his father had a chance to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, Wen Ziqi would be at his mercy.

It should be noted that while the Yan Kingdom has twenty-four states, there may not be twenty-four Nascent Soul cultivators.

(End of this chapter)