Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 187 - Only I Relax
Han Mingzi turned to leave, but she heard a noise behind her as soon as she went downstairs.

She glanced at him discreetly and saw Lin Le following her downstairs.

What? So you were playing hard to get.

Han Mingzi was secretly pleased with herself. She thought Lin Lezhen didn't care about her at all, but she didn't expect that he was just pretending.

She didn't turn back and continued downstairs, but her steps became more swaying, and her full hips swayed like a trumpet flower, as if attracting bees.

Unfortunately, Lin Le wasn't a bee. Although he thought Han Mingzi's movements were indeed very beautiful, he had no intention of getting a needle prick.

When Lin Le reached the sixth floor, he felt a gaze full of surprise fall on him, but it quickly looked away.

Ling Muzhu looked at Lin Le coming down from the seventh floor with a hint of surprise in her eyes, but when she saw Han Mingzi, who seemed to be waiting for Lin Le, her face immediately turned slightly pale. She recognized her.

This woman was no less beautiful or graceful than her, possessed a top-grade Yin Spirit Root of twelve sections, and was a true disciple of the Nascent Soul Realm.

What if someone like that tries to steal her junior brother?
Ling Muzhu couldn't help but bite her full lips, a determined look in her eyes.

Han Mingzi slowed down, wanting to see if Lin Le would catch up.

Lin Le caught up with him, and then he crossed over.

Han Mingzi stared blankly at Lin Le as he walked away. Wasn't he trying to play hard to get? Why did he just leave?

Then she saw Lin Le take a woman's hand.

Lin Le, holding Ling Muzhu's hand, smiled and said, "Senior Sister, did you miss me?"

"Mmm." Ling Muzhu lowered her head, a hint of shyness appearing on her face.

This scene made Han Mingzi grit his teeth, his eyes turning slightly cold. He carefully glanced at Ling Muzhu, who was a second-stage Golden Core cultivator and an inner disciple. Although her appearance and figure were comparable to hers, she was not someone to be feared.

It was this girlish demeanor... Han Mingzi looked at Ling Muzhu, whose temperament was pure and innocent, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes. She was indeed a master at seducing men.

Lin Le grabbed Ling Muzhu's hand: "Then stay here with me and read books for a few days."

"Okay." Ling Muzhu nodded slightly, then glanced at Han Mingzi beside her. "But what about that senior sister?"

"Senior Sister Hanming?" Lin Le turned to look at Hanmingzi beside him, then turned back. "Does she have something to do with you?"

"No." Ling Muzhu shook her head. "I thought you had something going on with her."

"What could I possibly have to do with a strange senior sister?" Lin Le said with a faint smile, teasingly adding, "Could it be that you're jealous, senior sister?"

"No." Ling Muzhu turned her head, her earlobes turning red, like berries in the wild grass, making one want to take a bite.

Seeing Lin Le and Ling Muzhu flirting openly in front of her, Han Mingzi felt uncomfortable. She gave Ling Muzhu a cold glance and then walked away.

Neither of them paid any attention to her leaving.

Lin Le pulled Ling Muzhu to stand by a window, looking at the magnificent scenery of the Xuanming Mountains outside.

"Senior sister, have you been here for the past few days?" Lin Le asked.

"I just came up," Ling Muzhu said, rubbing the hem of her clothes with her fingers.

"It seems we're really on the same wavelength," Lin Le chuckled. "I just finished reading the book upstairs, and you arrived, Senior Sister."

But in reality, there was no telepathy; it was merely the Chiyang Spirit Body sensing Ling Muzhu's Dao Body.

"Junior brother has a sweet tongue." Ling Muzhu knew this, but she didn't call him out on it directly.

Lin chuckled and said, "Whether I'm sweet-talking or not, Senior Sister knows very well, doesn't she?"

Recalling their previous kisses, Ling Muzhu's cheeks flushed red. She lightly punched Lin Le's chest with her delicate, white fist and spat out, "You little rascal!"

"Hahaha." Lin Le laughed, then changed the subject, "Since you're here, Senior Sister, why don't you choose a few spells or read a few cultivation manuals before you leave? I reckon I'll be looking at them for quite a while."

"Mm." Ling Muzhu nodded.

The two then stayed in the scripture pavilion for nearly half a month, until Lin Le had finished reading all the spells and methods he wanted to see before returning to his cave.

Inside the quiet room, a moon disc appeared behind Ling Muzhu, followed by a gentle moonlight that enveloped her and Lin Le.

The two began to comprehend the spells they needed.

With the depletion of ten thousand human merits, and twenty-seven years in a single thought, Lin Le began to comprehend the Blood Battle Scripture of the Heavenly Mountain Furnace and the True Scripture of the Heavenly Soul Mortal World.

Through dismantling, fusion, and experimentation, the Cave God Chapter and Cave Truth Chapter of the Burning World Scripture began to become more complete, the Cave Profound Chapter gained more expansion, and the Primordial Chaos Chapter also gained a deeper foundation in the Primordial Chaos True Meaning.

The clear light scattered three times, and Lin Le thought for twenty-seven years three times, achieving enlightenment three times, completely assimilating the Three Cavern Primordial Burning World True Scripture from bottom to top into his own.

The Divine Cave Chapter: Heaven and Earth are solely my observation.

As the golden pillar within Lin Leshi's sea of ​​consciousness dissipated, the three-headed Soul-Slaying Yaksha also wailed as it disintegrated into tendons, flesh, nerves, and organs, each representing one of the four most influential teachings.

The sinews and bones come from the White Bone View of the Heavenly Soul Red Dust Orthodox Scripture; the flesh and blood come from the Blood Furnace View of the Heavenly Mountain Furnace Blood Battle Scripture; the nerves come from the Soul Slaughter View given by Song Shiyin; and the internal organs come from the Myriad Phenomena View of the Azure Sky One Color Orthodox Sword Scripture.

Muscles, bones, flesh, nerves, and organs are being reconstructed, and a fleshy creature with three heads and six arms appears in Lin Le's sea of ​​consciousness.

The remaining essence of the divine consciousness technique was melted down by Lin Le into skin, hair, and clothing, which were then used to cover this flesh and blood.

A smile played on his lips, his eyes held thunderous power; his face bore both sorrow and joy, his hair stood on end; his body was like black iron, his heart like a furnace; his skin was like frost, his clothes like blood; he sat upright on a lotus, as steady as a mountain, his halo around him like a blazing flame.

Only I resemble the Primordial Chaos Burning World True Man!

The Mysterious Chapter, the Dragon and Sparrow Fighting Heaven Technique.

As the Qi and Blood Elixir dripped down, it transformed into boundless essence, further optimizing Lin Le's physical body at the microscopic level. The immortal blood accumulated within the Spirit Platform Secret Realm flowed out and merged into Lin Le's heart.

From then on, the supernatural power of "Undying Blood" underwent a profound change, becoming known as "Undying Heart".

Blood flows from the heart, passing through the five internal organs, further enhancing their activity.

Through the true meaning of the omen of death, Lin Le felt that his lifespan had taken another step forward, exceeding that of his peers by one-third.

The True Chapter, the Primordial Qi Technique.

The three magic treasures spat out the original golden pills. Since the Azure Golden Pill had already undergone five cycles in the White Red Kingdom, Lin Le was not worried about being discovered.

After channeling his magic into the embroidered ball and emptying it, Lin Le took out a top-grade spirit stone to refine it.

The spiritual energy circulated in a way that was different from before, and was refined into new magical power that was then injected into the golden core.

His magical power was uniformly white, but once Lin Le's magical power was replenished, with a change of thought, the white jade-like magical power suddenly turned as black as ink.

When in the White Jade stage, the magical power is similar to that refined through Daoist cultivation, continuous and with an extremely fast recovery speed; when in the Black Ink stage, the magical power is the opposite, sacrificing characteristics such as rapid recovery, greatly enhancing the power of spells.

As a top-grade spirit stone was completely absorbed, the rotation speed of the three golden cores broke through to three to six revolutions per breath.

The level of understanding has finally been raised a little further.

Lin Le sighed, then had the Qiankun Ring collect the Hunyuan Golden Pill in Huang Ting and release the Tianqing Golden Pill.

With the spiritual energy drawn in again, the Azure Golden Core broke through to the sixth level.

Lin Le opened his eyes, preparing to rest for a while, as his mental energy was almost exhausted.

Come to think of it, it's been a long time since he's listened to audiobooks.

Lin Le recalled his past hobbies and couldn't help but touch his chin.

Before, I was either killing people or practicing martial arts, and I never really relaxed. Although there are still hidden dangers now, the environment is much better than before.

Lin Le looked at Ling Muzhu, who was meditating in front of her, and asked, "Senior Sister, do you know where I can listen to storytelling?"

Ling Muzhu opened her eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "Listen to stories? Tianhun Peak should have that. To hone the disciples, they specially built a small town at the foot of the mountain, where Tianhun Peak disciples will play various roles."

"Over time, it really became like a mortal town. Inner disciples from other sects would often go there to relax and trade some things."

"Then let's go there," Lin Le said, standing up.

"Alright." Ling Muzhu also stood up. "But why do you want to go listen to a storytelling session, Junior Brother?"

"I'm tired of meditating, so I'm taking a break. The way of cultivation is about alternating between tension and relaxation, Senior Sister," Lin Le said, stretching.

As they were talking, Lin Le changed into a black robe that she often wore. When going out for leisure, the clothes naturally had to suit her taste.

Ling Muzhu also went back to her room to change her clothes, and came out wearing a white long robe, which was a bit conservative.

Although her overly full breasts still pushed the white stockings up like snow-capped mountains, the loose skirt completely covered her plump hips, with only the ribbon at her waist outlining Ling Muzhu's slender waist.

Stepping out of the cave, Lin Le rode on auspicious clouds, carrying him and Ling Muzhu to Tianhun Peak.

Soon, the two landed in front of a small town.

It is indeed a small town, no bigger than an ordinary county town.

Yunxiang, that is the name of this small town.

Lin Le led Ling Muzhu into the city, but they were stopped by two soldiers at the gate.

"Entry fee," the soldier on the left said.

Lin Le looked him up and down and asked, "How much?"

“Three copper coins,” the soldier on the left said.

Lin Le extended his divine sense into the leopard skin pouch, rummaged through it, and then tossed a piece of silver to the soldier: "Keep the change."

"Thank you, sir!" the soldier on the left said gratefully.

Lin Le found this scene quite amusing and felt that he had come to the right place.

Lin Le tossed another piece of silver to the soldier on his right and asked, "Are there storytellers in the city?"

The soldier on the right didn't seem particularly surprised; he simply replied calmly, "Yes."

"Which one is the best?" Lin Le pressed.

"Qingshan Tower." The soldier on the right seemed to know what Lin Le's next question was, and continued, "Keep going straight, pass three major intersections, and turn left, and you'll see it."

"Okay." Lin Le nodded slightly and led Ling Muzhu through the city gate.

After they went inside, the soldier on the left patted the soldier on the right on the head: "You blockhead, didn't I tell you that soldiers smile obsequiously when facing rich people? How were you like that just now?"

The soldier on the right retorted defiantly, "Senior brother, that's not necessarily true, but that soldier has a strong sense of pride."

"Unyielding spirit?" The soldier on the left grinned and slapped the soldier on the right's head harder. "What unyielding spirit do you have? What unyielding spirit do you have? Don't you even know what kind of script you're in?"

"You have a seriously ill mother to care for, a three-year-old child to raise, a mountain of debt to repay, and your wife has run off with someone else without you daring to utter a sound. Where is your pride and integrity?!"

The soldier on the right was beaten so badly that he ran away with his head in his hands, repeatedly shouting, "I was wrong!"

(End of this chapter)