Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 179: Mu Zhu's Love Affair, The Emperor's Heart Spy

Fragrant Snow White Phoenix Cream, Bright Jade Purple Grape, the perfect pillow for heroes to sleep on.

Looking at the clothes that had been pulled down, Ling Muzhu stared blankly at Lin Le, her face flushed red, and whispered softly, "Junior brother, can you turn your head away?"

"Okay!" Lin Le seemed to wake up from a dream and immediately turned her head.

Ling Muzhu loosened the buttons, pressed the things back in, and then fastened her clothes again, saying, "Junior brother, that's enough, you can turn your head now."

Lin Le turned her head and said, "Sorry, Senior Sister."

"No, it's alright," Ling Muzhu said, forcing back her embarrassment. "Is it very beautiful, junior brother?"

"I didn't..." Lin Le stopped herself from speaking. In this situation, saying that she didn't see it was really like burying her head in the sand.

He could only nod earnestly: "It's very beautiful!"

"That's good." Ling Muzhu seemed relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why do you ask that, Senior Sister?" Lin Le asked, puzzled.

“The main problem is that my senior sisters and junior sisters keep saying that it’s disgustingly big, and some male disciples have said the same thing. The sect leader has also subtly reminded me that I’m too fat,” Ling Muzhu said, fiddling with the hem of her clothes. “I’m afraid my junior brother will also think it’s ugly.”

"Senior sister, don't feel inferior. It's just that everyone has different aesthetic standards." Lin Le took Ling Muzhu's hand and said, "Master's aesthetic standards may also lean towards slenderness. He is also the head of the sect, so most of the disciples on the mountain will follow his aesthetic standards. This has led to some prejudice against you because of your plump figure."

"But actually, down in the mountains, someone with a figure like yours is the real gem."

"Really?" Ling Muzhu asked shyly, her face flushed.

"Really." Lin Le nodded seriously. "Senior sister must have felt it too. After all, so many people were watching on the road. If I hadn't stopped them, they would have surrounded us long ago."

Ling Muzhu recalled those greedy gazes and couldn't help but nod, a joy welling up in her heart—the joy of being recognized.

"Junior brother, do you like it?" Ling Muzhu blurted out the question unconsciously, her originally pink face turning crimson again.

How shameless and disgraceful! How could she ask such a question!

"I like it, I like it very much," Lin Le said with certainty and certainty.

"Junior brother, if you like it, then I will only show it to you from now on," Ling Muzhu said shyly in a low voice.

"Senior sister," Lin Le called out.

"Hmm." Ling Muzhu felt the heat source approaching and saw Lin Le's handsome face right in front of her.

He gently bit into the red paste, which was sweet, soft, and bouncy, a different flavor from Qingli.

Ling Muzhu closed her phoenix eyes, concealing the confusion in them.

The taste of that exquisite nectar was truly intoxicating.

After a long while, Ling Muzhu pulled her clothes, which were wide open at the front, to cover the red palm print. She leaned back against Lin Le's chest and whispered, "Junior brother, don't let me down."

Lin Le hugged Ling Muzhu tightly and said, "If you don't betray me, I won't betray you."

As he spoke, a slightly complicated expression appeared in his eyes; he wasn't sure whether what he said was true or false.

The small boat drifted upstream until it stopped in a city.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, its brightness enough for an ordinary person to see things a dozen or twenty feet away.

Lin Le led Ling Muzhu off the boat, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he already knew the information he wanted.

Strolling slowly along the brightly lit night street, the two soon stopped in front of a small shack that had just closed for the night.

Lin Le pushed with his hand, and the powerful magic array behind the door was torn apart by the brute force.

Whoosh whoosh!
A hidden arrow struck, aimed straight at Lin Le's face.

The crimson and blue boundless energy swept across, shattering it into pieces.

After the arrow was shot, there was no further movement inside the house.

Lin Le didn't care and stepped directly into the house.

With a clear objective, Lin Le led Ling Muzhu through the front hall to the backyard, where five men still in their pajamas stood stiffly.

Judging from their movements, they seemed to want to escape.

My divine sense invaded their brains and quickly reviewed their memories. The five people collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

With a swift movement, their storage bags, along with some jade slips, were rummaged out from various parts of the courtyard and flew to Lin Le's front.

After reading the information inside the jade slip, Lin Le handed it to Ling Muzhu: "Senior Sister, please take this first."

"Okay." Ling Muzhu reached out and took it.

Lin Le then led Ling Muzhu to a mansion.

With a long exhale, the Yin-Yang Twin Swords transformed into a sky full of stars, enveloping the entire mansion.

Someone inside the mansion immediately noticed the strange phenomenon and shouted, "Who dares to cause trouble in my Yan residence!"

Lin Le tossed out an embroidered ball, not even lifting his eyelids, and said, "Kill them all, leave no one alive."

"Yes!"

Guan Wenzhong and the other spirit generals flew out and responded loudly; their auras were no different from those of ordinary Golden Core cultivators.

Behind them, 1,024 Dao soldiers exuded the aura of Foundation Establishment Level 3 Cities.

They stormed into the mansion like a blood-red torrent.

'Unfortunately, the Dao soldiers currently only possess the most basic level of intelligence, making them completely incapable of adapting to the demands of military formations. I wonder if this will improve once they acquire powerful magical artifacts.'

Lin Le looked at the mansion engulfed in flames and thought to himself.

The screams echoed within the Star Array, but all was quiet outside.

Ling Muzhu did not personally witness the bloody scene inside the mansion, but she saw a group of Golden Core cultivators fighting against Lin Le's spiritual generals.

Their cultivation levels were all higher than Guan Wenzhong's and the others, and their methods were also more advanced than those of Guan Wenzhong and the others who came from small places.

But unfortunately, they couldn't be killed.

Especially those Dao soldiers, each of them at the Foundation Establishment stage three, their sheer numbers overwhelmed all the Foundation Establishment members in their families.

They withdrew their hands to kill them, only to find that the Dao soldiers would flow back to Guan Wenzhong and the others, causing their auras to rise to a higher level.

Ling Muzhu couldn't help but tug at Lin Le's sleeve: "Junior brother, without the sect's orders, wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to resort to violence?"

She could understand killing four or five people directly, but this was clearly an attempt to exterminate an entire clan for the price difference.

"When a general is in the field, he may disobey the emperor's orders, Senior Sister," Lin Le explained calmly. "Don't take rules too seriously, but of course, don't disregard them either."

"Rules are like a cage. They can protect livestock from wild animals, but when necessary, livestock must also learn to break free of the cage and go out, otherwise they will never have the chance to become a demon-human in their entire lives."

"Oh." Ling Muzhu nodded. She didn't really understand Lin Le's analogy, but she knew that Lin Le was confident about it.

The strange phenomenon at the Yan family mansion has also been noticed. A cultivator dressed in official robes arrived through the air and immediately spotted Lin Le and Ling Muzhu standing in front of the gate.

He glanced at Lin Le's robes and a look of horror appeared in his eyes. He quickly flew down, stood beside Lin Le, and respectfully bowed, saying, "I, Zhao Leyong, the Prefect of Jiming County, pay my respects to the true disciple of the esteemed sect!"

"Hmm." Lin Le nodded slightly. "The evidence of the Yan family's collusion with the Sacred Heart Demon Sect is conclusive. Go immediately and arrest all Yan family members outside the area." Sacred Heart Demon Sect! Zhao Leyong felt a chill run down his spine, realizing the seriousness of the matter. He quickly lowered his head and said, "Yes, I will go right away."

As for whether a true disciple of the Xuantian Sect is qualified to command a prefecture, there is no need to elaborate, since the entire Baihong Kingdom was established with the support of the Xuantian Sect.

After Zhao Leyong left, Lin Le turned to look at the mansion, where the battle had come to an end.

Guan Wenzhong and the others may not have as many tricks up their sleeves, but they have the blood energy that Lin Le has accumulated over the years as a backing, making them practically immortal. They can fight without any scruples.

In addition, their talent is not weak.

Guan Wenzhong is renowned for his martial arts skills and possesses considerable talent and ability. If it weren't for his family background, he would undoubtedly be a Nascent Soul cultivator. Li Zheng and Li Qi are two souls in one, combining their energies to capture people and break treasures with ease.

With his dual talents, Hu Ang might not have been willing to be a minor general if it weren't for the burden of his bloodline; not to mention the Yinshan Snake, an ancient and exotic species, if it were alive, it would probably be at least a Nascent Soul Venerable.

Even the weakest of them all, Bai Piao, is obsessed with painting and has unique insights into the art of painting. Although he is not strong in direct combat, he is a master at playing a support role.

After putting away the Yin-Yang swords, without emitting a trace of blood, Lin Le led Ling Muzhu into the mansion.

The road was stained with blood, but there was no corpse in sight. Lin Le had already instructed the soldiers to gather the bodies elsewhere to avoid frightening Ling Muzhu.

Standing in the courtyard, Lin Le watched as the Yan family's Golden Core cultivators were suppressed on the ground, each one barely breathing, looking as if they were about to die.

Lin Le's divine sense barged in and he quickly began to peruse their memories.

As he had predicted, once they reached the middle level, their souls would be placed under a restriction to prevent the leakage of top-secret information.

Sensing that the restraints were about to go berserk, Lin Le used his divine sense to suppress it. When he could no longer suppress it, he simply ended the fight.

In just a few breaths, all of these Golden Core cultivators died suddenly.

Lin Le closed his eyes to sort out the clues, while the Taoist soldiers searched out boxes of gold, silver, jewels, spiritual materials, and spiritual plants and transported them to this courtyard.

Soon after, Guan Wenzhong came over carrying a box and said, "Sir, the evidence is all inside."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work. Continue as before." Lin Le opened his eyes and nodded slightly. "This time it should be easier. You can get the prefect here to cooperate."

After all, he still has the identity of a disciple of the Xuantian Sect, so there are some things he obviously can't do too much of.

"Yes." Guan Wenzhong nodded, glancing at Ling Muzhu behind Lin Le.

He remembered that the woman in purple standing behind Lin Le was not this one.

However, this clearly involves Lin Le's personal affairs, and Guan Wenzhong is not so brainless as to ask him directly.

"and many more."

Just as Guan Wenzhong was about to leave, Lin Le remembered something and called out to him, "Take my senior sister with you. You don't need to assign her any tasks; just let her watch over her."

Senior sister? Sir, have you become my disciple?

Guan Wenzhong looked puzzled, then clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Yes."

Lin Le turned to Ling Muzhu and said, "Senior Sister, why don't you come with me, this Spirit General, and see the various aspects of life? This will be beneficial for your future cultivation."

Ling Muzhu spends most of her time on the mountain, and in some ways she is as innocent and romantic as a little girl.

That's not good, otherwise she might still have some kind of fantasy about that old bastard, which would give him a real headache.

“Yes, junior brother.” Ling Muzhu nodded, knowing that Lin Le was doing it for her own good.

Lacking worldly experience, her temperament was clearly much worse.

But what about my junior brother?
As she was leaving, she glanced back at Lin Le.

He is only nearly eighteen, but his temperament is already very calm and composed.

As dawn broke, news of the Yan family's secret collusion with the Sacred Heart Demon Sect immediately swept through the county, causing widespread panic.

It should be noted that the Yan family is a prominent local clan with a network of connections that extends far beyond just one prefecture.

The Sacred Heart Sect is a demonic sect, and it is a sworn enemy of the Profound Heaven Sect.

If the Xuantian Sect discovers that its subordinate forces are colluding with the Shengxin Sect, the lightest punishment is confiscation of property and extermination of the clan, while the most severe punishment is the extermination of three or even nine generations of the clan.

Those connected to the Yan family prayed that the Yan family's crimes were not too serious and that they would not be implicated.

Unfortunately, their prayers were destined to be in vain.

Even those without family genealogies, Lin Le still made sure they left in an orderly fashion; but for those with family genealogies, the extermination of their clan was already a foregone conclusion.

The martial spirit generals led troops into battle, while the literary spirit generals cleared up wrongful convictions. This made Zhao Leyong, who was standing to the side, tremble with fear, afraid that Lin Le would turn the tables on him.

A day later, the news reached the Xuantian Dao Mansion in Hongjing and quickly spread to the inner gate of the mountain.

Within a former sacred site of the Yan family mansion, unusual stones and trees were arranged and planted in a peculiar pattern, resulting in an abnormal accumulation of spiritual energy.

Lin Le was absorbing spiritual energy, and the Azure Golden Core within his body was spinning at a speed of two revolutions per breath.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and asked indifferently, "Who is it?"

"Elder Chong Xuanzi of the Outer Sect of Hongjing Daoist Temple greets the True Disciple of Lingzhu." A middle-aged man in a Daoist robe stepped forward and bowed slightly.

He was quite surprised, for he was a Nascent Soul True Monarch, while Lin Le was only at the first stage of Golden Core cultivation. Wait a minute!

Chong Xuanzi was shaken to his core. He didn’t care why Lin Le, a Golden Core cultivator, could find his trail. What he cared about was that Lin Le had actually reached the second stage of the Golden Core realm!
It should be noted that Lin Le was only at the Foundation Establishment stage before entering the mountain gate. Even if he was at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, it would be too fast for him to advance to the first and second levels of the Golden Core stage within a month.

Doesn't he care about physical fatigue and an unstable foundation?

"Is it about the Yan family's secret collusion with the Sacred Heart Demon Sect?" Lin Le asked.

Chong Xuanzi remained calm and replied, "Yes."

"I've already left the files with my senior sister, Yin Mingzi," Lin Le said, closing his eyes again. "You can look through them if you want."

"Are any of the true disciples of the Spirit Pearl alive?" Chong Xuanzi asked.

"No, the demonic cultivators are cunning. They set up restrictions in their minds, and they all died on their own when I interrogated their superiors," Lin Le said indifferently. "So I only found out some of their subordinates. If Elder Chongxuan is interested, you can handle this part."

"Then I thank you very much for the true teachings of Lingzhu." Chong Xuanzi bowed slightly, feeling relieved.

It is not uncommon for the Sacred Heart Sect to plant spies in the Xuantian Sect, but just because it is not uncommon does not mean that the responsibility is light.

Bai Hongguo has been exposed as a spy for the Sacred Heart Sect. As an outer sect elder, he is largely to blame. Now that he can get involved and embellish the story a bit, the subsequent punishment will be much lighter.

This disciple of Lingzhu may look young and impetuous, but he is quite adept at navigating social situations.

Recalling the message from the mountain gate, Chong Xuanzi couldn't help but feel emotional.

"No need for thanks, it's all for the sect's sake," Lin Le said calmly. "If Elder Chongxuan has nothing else, I'll continue my cultivation."

“Alright.” Chong Xuanzi nodded, and before leaving he reminded him, “However, even a true disciple of the Spirit Pearl should pay attention to his foundation. Sometimes, cultivation is not about being as fast as possible.”

"Elder Chongxuan need not worry about that. I know perfectly well how fast I broke through with my Supreme Golden Core technique," Lin Le said calmly.

The Supreme Golden Core?! Chong Xuanzi's expression was one of astonishment. It was true that the Golden Core was divided into four grades: lower, middle, upper, and supreme. However, apart from the supreme grade, the upper, middle, and lower grades were actually divided into nine ranks.

One of them is the highest grade golden elixir, which means the ultimate among the best.

Such a golden core is a rare sight even in the Xuan Tian Sect, a once-in-a-century event. The last person to form a supreme golden core was the current Daoist Fei Xiao.

(End of this chapter)