Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 206 - Complete Elder Control
Time passes day by day.

As Ling Muzhu's mental energy dwindled on Mount Tian, ​​this moment of enlightenment had to come to an end.

Lin Le slowly exhaled, the gains from this epiphany far exceeding his expectations.

He only intended to take this opportunity to fully comprehend the true meaning of the Yin and the essence of life.

Unexpectedly, this time he fully comprehended the true meaning required by life, yin and yang, and his comprehension was no less than that of the Great Dao of Hunyuan and Creation.

From Cihang Jingzhai, a sword intent soared into the sky, with the sun and moon rotating within it.

The young nuns watched in amazement, marveling at how much more skillful Sister Miaoxi's swordsmanship had become.

Some of the older generation saw it more clearly, knowing that Miaoxi had already entered the Great Dao of Creation by using the principles of Yin and Yang.

Creation, Time, and Primordial Chaos—the three great paths created to date.

Anyone who aspires to become an immortal must explore one of the great paths, for only then is transcendence possible.

A hint of doubt appeared in the eyes of Master Dinghui, the abbot of Cihang Jingzhai. According to the progress, Miaoxi should not have comprehended the wonders of creation so early.

After all, she had only just begun to explore the Great Dao of Yin, and was in a state where Yang prevailed over Yin, making it extremely difficult for her to comprehend the Great Dao of Creation.

Only when one has comprehended more than half of the Great Dao of Taiyin and can maintain a balance between Yin and Yang can one possibly comprehend the Great Dao of Creation.

Shaking her head, Master Dinghui didn't think much of it. It was a good thing to be able to comprehend the Great Dao of Creation so early. As for how the opportunity came about, why should her master ask?

In the quiet room, Miao Xi slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were golden, but they lacked their usual sharpness, instead carrying a gentle, alluring charm like a pool of spring water.

Gritting her teeth, Miao Xi didn't know what to say.

In the moment of enlightenment, she also noticed the presence of two other people, one of whom she immediately recognized as her "resurrected" sister.

The other person should be the younger sister's Daoist partner, since true meanings like the sun are mostly comprehended by men unless a woman has a special constitution.

In a moment of sudden enlightenment, the three unconsciously merged their spirits, exploring the principles of Yin and Yang in order to seek the wonders of life's creation.

Miao Xi felt as if her body was being burned by fire, and a sense of immorality arose within her.

Shaking her head, Miao Xi suppressed her chaotic thoughts, got up and left the quiet room.

As they ascended Mount Tian, ​​Lin Le helped Ling Muzhu up and poured honey water into her mouth.

Ling Muzhu, whose soul had been nourished, quickly awoke, her silver eyes filled with confusion: "A few days later, what happened to us?"

“Five days,” Lin Le said.

"I see," Ling Muzhu said. "Was the one who joined us my sister?"

"That should be true." Lin Le nodded.

As Ling Muzhu gradually recalled everything, her face flushed red. She bit her red lips and twisted Lin Le's waist, spitting out, "Pervert!"

She clearly remembered that during her enlightenment, the three of them merged their divine consciousness to communicate with each other in order to explore the wonders of life's creation.

Can you blame him?

Lin Le grimaced, knowing that whatever he said would be wrong, so he remained silent.

Ling Muzhu calmed herself down, after all, what's done is done: "My sister seems to have quite strong cultivation?"

"He should be at the Nascent Soul stage," Lin Le said. The strength of that person's divine sense was just like when he faced Xu Lingzi. He felt that it was not something that could be resolved by simply escaping.

"I see." Ling Muzhu's tone was a mix of envy and jealousy. "That's amazing."

Lin Le hugged Ling Muzhu's shoulders: "It's just the normal speed of a Dao Body. With me here, you'll catch up with her soon."

"Mm." Ling Muzhu nodded.

At the Bigui Danfang, a middle-aged man coldly looked at the captain with a fawning smile in front of him: "Are you saying that someone from my Yang family died, and the law enforcement team still can't even identify a suspect?"

"There's nothing we can do, Elder Yang. We've tried all sorts of tracking methods, but we can't find a single trace of the culprit," the captain said, his tone aggrieved but firm.

"Do you believe I'll sue you for dereliction of duty?" the middle-aged man squinted.

The captain narrowed his eyes, and the smile disappeared from his lips: "Elder Yang, there are so many strange and wonderful spells in the world, it's normal that some murder cases can't be solved."

"How about this, you give me some money, and I'll go and ask an old Taoist priest who knows divination; maybe he can find the person," he said.

The middle-aged man scoffed, "You can invite me, but I can't? Useless!"

"Ah, right, right." The captain spat and let it dry on his face, but there was always a hint of sarcasm in his words.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Keep looking. Don't think that just because you have other elders backing you up, I can't do anything to you!"

After saying that, he left.

The captain's face also turned cold, and he spat out a mouthful of saliva: "You damned bastard, do you really think you're someone important!"

The henchman asked in confusion, "Captain, don't we have a suspect? Why don't we tell him?"

The captain also slapped him without any mercy:

"Fool, that's precisely why we can't tell him. That Doctor Yang was a cultivator nearing the Foundation Establishment stage, yet he died without a trace. Do you think it would be difficult for the people behind him to kill us?"

"When the time comes, if you use that damned order to send us to arrest him, will you go or will I? You don't care about your life, but I do!" the captain said, still seething with anger.

"Yes." The follower lowered his head, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face.

"That's it. If the Yang family wants to ask, just stall them. Let them investigate themselves if they dare," the captain said impatiently.

“Okay,” the follower replied.

A day later, the captain looked at the jade slip in his hand, his face grim and terrifying.

The jade slip instructed him to capture the people from Mukangtang and hand them over to the Yang family for disposal.

"Where is Fang Zhengyuan?" the captain asked, glancing at the people around him.

Fang Zhengyuan was yesterday's follower.

"He's taken leave to go into seclusion," another henchman said. "Good, good, good!" the captain exclaimed three times. "So he's found a new master, hasn't he!"

He sneered and threw the jade slip in his hand to the ground.

With a crisp crack, the jade slip shattered into pieces.

"Let's go, let's go check on his house!" the captain sneered. "Does he really think those influential people can help him? How laughable!"

"Yes," the others replied, their eyes filled with mockery and pity.

Before long, the captain slapped Fang Zhengyuan, who was trying to escape, away. Then he took a few quick steps, grabbed Fang Zhengyuan's head, and sneered, "Weren't you supposed to be in seclusion? How come you still have time to eat?"

"Does being in seclusion mean you can't eat? Who said that?!" This lackey was quite defiant, knowing he wouldn't have a good ending, and retorted.

"I made the rules!" The captain slapped him across the face. "You damn bastard, I'm trying to teach you out of kindness, and you dare to betray me? Well, today I'll show you whether what I said is right or wrong!"

"go!"

Dragging Fang Zhengyuan along, the captain arrived in front of Mu Kangtang.

"Go and catch him now!" The captain kicked Fang Zhengyuan.

Fang Zhengyuan staggered forward, then turned back and gave Fang Zhengyuan a venomous look: "Arrest me if you want, you piece of trash!"

The captain responded with a cold laugh.

When Fang Zhengyuan arrived at the entrance of Mukangtang, knowing that he was doomed, even the three large characters on the plaque on the door were an eyesore to him.

He channeled his inner energy and threw a punch, intending to smash the plaque.

Crack!

A clap of thunder sounded, followed by a loud bang, and a human-shaped piece of charcoal fell to the ground.

The captain's eyes showed apprehension. The power of this formation was indeed excessively strong. He remembered that the formations here were only at the Qi Refining stage.

Clearly, that Doctor Lin was also a master of formations, having modified the formation himself.

He glanced at the charcoal-faced man: "Drag this idiot away and report him as having died in the line of duty."

This isn't because he meant well; rather, it's because he's even more ruthless.

After all, the compensation money ends up in his hands; whether or not it is paid, and how much it is, is just a matter of his decision.

Waste recycling is a very reasonable thing.

"Go back," the captain said.

As for the transfer order, I'll just deal with it casually later.

"Where are you going?" A cold voice rang out from the side.

The captain took a look and realized it was the same elder from the Yang family from the day before yesterday.

"What's it to you?" The captain didn't bother to pretend with him.

"You're not even obeying the sect's orders!" Elder Yang said angrily.

"I heard you, didn't I just carry it out?" the captain shrugged. "Didn't you see we had one person killed or wounded on our side?"

"Then why don't you make a move?" Elder Yang asked coldly.

"I tried to fight back, but I couldn't win," the captain lied through his teeth.

"How dare you! You didn't lay a hand on me!" Elder Yang waved his sleeve, his face full of anger.

"I said I moved, so what can you do about it!" the captain sneered.

Elder Yang squinted: "Then I have no choice but to report this to the Enforcement Hall."

"Suit yourself." The captain sneered. "I want to see whether your connections are stronger or mine are stronger."

"That's not necessary."

With a creak, the door to Mu Kangtang opened, and a middle-aged man with a fair complexion walked out.

"I'm not in the mood for that old-fashioned nonsense with you kids." Lin Le glanced at them indifferently. "When you get back today, you're all to act like nothing happened, understand?"

"Okay." The captain immediately backed down.

But Elder Yang didn't. Instead, he released fluctuations of magical power, clearly intending to make a move.

"Then how do you account for killing members of my Yang family?" he asked.

Lin Le glanced at him indifferently.

Snapped!
As if a giant mountain had pressed down, Elder Yang knelt on the ground, and then with a thud, his head hit the ground directly.

Lin Le didn't move his hands at all throughout the entire process.

"If you don't know what's good for you, I don't mind uprooting your entire Yang family," Lin Le said indifferently. "Get lost."

The captain immediately led his men and ran away. As for Elder Yang, who cared whether he lived or died!
Elder Yang remained silent, and Lin Le ignored him, simply turning back into the house and taking back the notice.

It wasn't until a passerby nudged Elder Yang that they realized he had fainted.

Back in the Enforcement Hall, the captain breathed a sigh of relief, then a gloating smile appeared on his face. In his opinion, that stubborn Elder Yang had most likely met with misfortune.

However, they quickly reported the news of the emergence of the Golden Elixir within their jurisdiction.

The brigade leader is quite clear-headed about some things; he knows what he can and cannot do.

Just as he was about to give his report, he felt a sharp pain in his head as if he had been slashed by a sword.

"what!"

The captain let out a wail and fell to the ground, his eyes filled with fear.

When will the soul-binding restriction be applied?
(End of this chapter)