Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 160 - Seizing the Opportunity, Master Yu Lu
Qifeng Mountain is the location of the Xuanling Temple's mountain gate. Outside the Qifeng Hall, the highest point on the mountain, Hong Lingzi, Jing Lingzi, and Chi Lingzi sat around a stone platform.

"So the bastard who killed my disciple still hasn't been found?" Chi Lingzi looked down at the tea, his tone calm, showing no sign of anger.

“Yes.” Hong Lingzi nodded.

Chi Lingzi looked up at Hong Lingzi: "You can still sit so calmly, do you have a clue?"

“The Zhao family on Prince Yi’s side killed that villain’s uncle. Given that villain’s nature, he will eventually try to eliminate him completely,” Hong Lingzi said.

Chi Lingzi lowered his head again: "So all we can do is wait, wait for that villain to show himself?"

"There's no other way, Junior Brother Chi Lingzi. Take a look at this intelligence report." Jing Lingzi handed a jade slip to Chi Lingzi and continued, "..."
"That villain is probably a demon lord reincarnated. Every time he kills, his cultivation level increases rapidly. Now he has killed eight Golden Core cultivators, including Liu Chengan, and robbed them of their wealth. His cultivation level has already advanced to the next level."

The Xuanling Temple naturally took notice of the deaths of Liu Chengan and eight other Golden Core cultivators. After Hong Lingzi returned and analyzed the situation, they immediately focused their attention on Lin Le, because the wounds were too familiar to them.

Jing Lingzi said, "So if we want to kill him, the only options are to seek help from the upper sect or to finish the job in one battle."

After reading the jade tablet, Chi Lingzi nodded slightly: "I understand. I'll go wait over there then."

“Okay.” Jing Lingzi nodded.

Chi Lingzi got up and left. Hong Lingzi and Jing Lingzi couldn't help but glance at his seat, which was now charred black.

Clearly, Chi Lingzi was not as calm as he appeared, otherwise he wouldn't have been unable to control the outflow of his magical power.

Hong Lingzi turned his head: "When will the Upper Sect send someone over?"

“They’ve already arrived. After all, that Daoist has comprehended the true meaning of Qiankun, and these two Qiantian and Kundi Xuanjing crystals we have are a godsend. The Upper Sect is also anxious,” Jinglingzi said.

He sighed again: "I never expected to suffer such an undeserved disaster."

This unexpected disaster clearly refers to Lin Le. Even though the demon lord has only just entered the Golden Core stage, he dares not be careless in the face of the reincarnation of the demon lord.

"I wouldn't call it that. Actually, this might just be karma." Hong Lingzi sighed as well.

Jing Lingzi raised her eyes: "What makes you say that?"

“In the end, it was our greed that caused this,” Hong Lingzi said. “If we hadn’t coveted the Tearful Maiden’s Cave, the entire prefecture wouldn’t have been devoid of imperial aura. If imperial aura had suppressed all directions, evil spirits wouldn’t have emerged.”

"If no evil spirits appear, the family in which the Demon Lord is reincarnated will not suffer calamities, and the Demon Lord will not awaken."

“Senior brother, you also know that when reincarnated, the older the reincarnated body is, the lower the probability of regaining memories. If we delay for a few years, the Demon Lord will not awaken, and we will not have this disaster.”

Jing Lingzi listened quietly, but shook her head: "Not necessarily. If the Demon Lord's awakening is inevitable, given the nature of the demonic villains, it's only a matter of time before they target our Xuanling Temple."

“That’s true.” Hong Lingzi didn’t refute it, but inwardly he asked himself, was that really the Demon Lord? Killing the wealthy and powerful, slaying demons and evil officials, and returning the people’s hard-earned money to the people, it didn’t seem like the work of the demonic path at all.

He suddenly asked, "Senior brother, do you remember why we went up the mountain to cultivate Taoism in the first place?"

Jing Lingzi was taken aback and lowered her brows: "Who knows? I've long forgotten about something from so long ago."

This is a lie. With the memory of a Golden Core cultivator, one can recall all of their experiences from birth to the present day if they wish.

“I do remember myself.” Hong Lingzi did not expose Jing Lingzi, and continued, “I went up the mountain to cultivate because I couldn’t get enough to eat. It was my master who took pity on me and took me in, even though I only had superior martial bones. He cleansed my marrow and tendons, which is why I am who I am today.”

He stood up and bowed to Jing Lingzi: "I'm going to keep Junior Brother Chi Lingzi company. Xuanling Temple is my home now, and I will not allow outsiders to damage it."

“Go,” Jing Lingzi said.

Hong Lingzi turned and left.

Watching Hong Lingzi leave, Jing Lingzi shook her head helplessly: "How old are you? Still so sentimental."

But after watching Hong Lingzi walk away, Jing Lingzi's eyes darkened again, and she muttered to herself, "Why did you go up the mountain to cultivate Taoism?"

The dark memories surfaced in her mind only to be quickly shattered, and Jing Lingzi's eyes hardened again: "It is all for my Dao Qitian!"

While the two groups guessed that the murderer was Lin Le, the Liu family did not. They frantically searched for the murderer's identity, but found nothing.

Having lost face, they turned their anger towards the Golden Core cultivators who had robbed them, preparing to take revenge on the families behind them.

At Muxia Mountain, the wind and rain subsided, and the pond gradually returned to calm. Lin Le and Qing Li lay on the renovated steps, snuggling together.

At this moment, Lin Le was drinking the jade dew like an infant. Where did the jade dew come from? It was nurtured within Qing Li's body.

The Golden Wind and Jade Dew Combined Cultivation Technique, as a dual cultivation method, has its own set of flirting techniques.

Qi is drawn into the breast and gathers in the breast, producing Xuanmu Jade Dew. This jade dew helps men quickly restore their energy and can also be used as a resource for cultivation to nourish vital energy.

Lin Le also has one, containing a breath that, when circulated through specific acupoints throughout the body, can cause the body to emit a special fragrance called Lingyang Golden Wind. This fragrance can make a woman's mind clear and focus on cultivation; it can also make her succumb to desire and indulge in pleasure.

"Have you had enough to drink?" Qingli patted Lin Le's head. "Did you deliberately teach me this method in the first place?"

Lin Le stopped talking and winked at her: "What do you think?"

"You're really doing this on purpose!" Qingli puffed out her cheeks and pinched Lin Le's face with both hands, starting to rub it. "Oh dear, I had no choice!" Even with his face being rubbed, Lin Le still spoke clearly, "Other dual cultivation methods are even worse, they all involve absorbing yang to replenish yin, they're extremely yin and poisonous, only this one looks normal."

"Really?" Qingli stopped what she was doing and looked at Lin Le suspiciously.

Lin Le waved his hand, and a jade slip that had been casually discarded to the side flew over: "If you don't believe me, look for yourself. What are these Extreme Yang Devouring Yin Techniques, Yin Female Refining Animal Techniques, Hundred Flowers Eroding Heart Sutras... not one of them follows the right path."

"And the most bizarre one is the one who exclusively cultivates yang energy, and it turns out he's a male-male!"

Qingli glanced at the jade slip and snorted, "Fine, you're right. Then why didn't you ask me if I had it or not?"

Lin Le was stunned: "Does your inheritance include all of that?"

"Yes, I do." Qingli reached out and tapped Lin Le's forehead. "You don't even know what kind of bloodline I have, so naturally I have that kind of magic."

"Oh, then why didn't you tell me?" Lin Le nodded and asked subconsciously.

Qingli blushed and turned her head away: "Did you even give her a chance to speak? You've been working like a mad bull these past few days. Who's the dragon, you or me?"

"Haha." Lin Le chuckled, and seeing Qing Li's expression, his stubbornness returned. "Why don't you send it over, and we can try again?"

"Get out!" Qingli spat. "Don't even think about touching me these next few days. If this keeps up, you're going to kill me!"

"Alright then." Lin Le said, deflated. "By the way, has the Daoist scriptures for the Golden Core realm been unsealed?"

"The lockdown is lifted." Qingli then pointed her finger at Lin Le's forehead. "Relax, I'll pass it on to you."

"Hmm." Lin Le nodded slightly, and then a divine sense carrying information entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

After transmitting the Daoist scriptures, Qingli suddenly touched Lin Le's face.

Lin Le seemed to sense something and pressed her hand: "Is something troubling you?"

"Hmm." Qingli nodded. "Perhaps after we reach the Nascent Soul Realm, we'll have to be apart for a while."

Lin Le frowned slightly: "Why?"

"Do you remember the old Taoist priest I mentioned?" Qingli asked.

"I remember." Lin Le nodded slightly, then immediately understood the situation. "You're going to the Taihao Holy Land?"

“Yes,” Qingli said. “After I reached the Golden Core stage, I saw the message from my senior uncle, who said that once I officially reached the Nascent Soul stage, he would take me into the sect.”

Lin Le put down her hand: "Then go. I'll feel more at ease if you go there. You know that my path is destined to be one of wandering, while you are a demon and are destined to occupy a place to grow. This is an unavoidable conflict between us."

"If there is a solution at this time, that would be ideal."

"Ah Le." Qing Li suddenly hugged Lin Le tightly. "I love you."

Lin Le smelled the delicate fragrance and said, "I love you too."

After embracing for a while, Qingli seemed to remember something: "Wait, maybe we don't have to separate."

"Because of the Dao Guidance?" Lin Le asked with a smile.

“Yes, didn’t I tell you before that you can go to the Taihao Holy Land once you enter the Nascent Soul stage with the help of the Dao?” Qingli nodded. “You also established your foundation with the help of the Dao. You can come to the Taihao Holy Land with me then.”

Seeing Lin Le laugh, Qing Li couldn't help but flick his forehead with her finger: "Why didn't you remind me just now?"

"Interesting," Lin Le said with a smile, then changed the subject, "What's the deal with 'Master' and 'Uncle-Master'? Is that old Taoist priest 'Uncle-Master'?"

“Yes.” Qingli nodded. “He is well-versed in the ways of heaven and calculated that my path is compatible with that of his junior sister, and that we have a master-disciple relationship. So he came ahead of time to lay the foundation for me.”

"Oh." Lin Le nodded slightly. "By the way, what are their names?"

“It wasn’t mentioned in the inheritance.” Qingli shook her head. “If it’s said that they know it, then the cause and effect are strengthened, making it easier for their adversaries to deduce it.”

"I see," Lin Le said.

After chatting quietly for a while, the two began their cultivation on their own. After spending so many days together, it was time to organize their gains.

Lin Le played with the embroidered ball. After consuming eight golden pills, it successfully recovered from a low-grade spiritual artifact of the first level of restriction to a perfect low-grade spiritual artifact of the ninth level of restriction.

Although he was playing with the embroidered ball, Lin Le was somewhat absent-minded, because he could sense that he might not go to the Taihao Holy Land with Qing Li.

It wasn't that he was destined to be apart from the Taihao Holy Land; on the contrary, he could sense that he was connected to that old Taoist. The Qi-Gathering Technique and Qingli, who carried the Dao Guide, were such a preordained coincidences that they had nothing to do with the old Taoist. Lin Le would never believe it even if he were beaten to death.

That's why Lin Le realized he wouldn't go to the Taihao Holy Land with Qing Li. His path wasn't one he could take easily; it was in a completely different direction from Qing Li's.

Shaking his head, Lin Le stopped thinking about it. Once his strength improved, all the problems would be solved.

(End of this chapter)