Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 213 Lin Le's Four Transformations, The Mysterious Mountain Gate

"Sect Master, you absolutely mustn't!" As soon as resources were mentioned, an elder from one of the lineages jumped out. "Sealing off the mountain means we can only survive by relying on what Jiubao Mountain produces itself."

"With the resources of Jiubao Mountain each year, it is absolutely impossible to support the entire Jiubao Sect!"

“I understand, and closing the mountain is only a temporary measure,” said Daoist Huisheng. “It’s just a way to put away our fists and avoid greater damage.”

"What happens after the mountain is sealed off?" the elder asked.

"We will naturally ask someone to subdue that demon." Daoist Huisheng said calmly, "Our Nine Treasures Sect may not have much else, but we are quite rich in precious pills. We will ask a few fellow Daoists to set up a net that will surely ensure that the demon never returns."

"Use precious pills?" The elders looked at each other, somewhat hesitant.

After all, even precious pills are rare in the sect, and they still want more.

"What, do you all want to confront that demon head-on?" Daoist Huisheng said calmly.

Fight that demon head-on? The first reaction of many elders was to refuse. Lingxi Daojun was already dead. How could they, as Nascent Soul cultivators, dare to confront that demon head-on? Wouldn't that be courting death?

Finally, they all nodded and said, "We will follow the sect leader's arrangements!"

"Go ahead and get it done as soon as possible," said the Daoist Master of Rebirth.

"Yes." The elders dispersed.

Watching the departing crowd, Daoist Huisheng's eyes revealed a worried look. He had only been in seclusion for a short time, yet the corrupt practices within the Nine Treasures Sect had become so severe.

This closure of the mountain was both to avoid the harm from the hidden demons and to free up his hands to rectify the internal atmosphere of the sect.

If things continue like this, how will their Nine Treasures Sect be any different from the Demonic Sect?

Ten days later.

"They actually closed the mountain?" Lin Le listened to the demon hunters' chatter, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Even if such a large-scale operation as closing off the mountain is carried out quietly, it cannot be kept secret from those at the grassroots level.

The sales of elixirs have decreased, while medicinal herbs are being purchased in large quantities, and even grain is being bought up in large quantities... All these signs indicate that the Nine Treasures Sect is about to close its mountain.

Lin Le had thought that the Nine Treasures Sect could hold out longer, since only some Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators were dying so far, and the matter had not yet been fundamentally affected.

'But this is good too. At least when we charge in, we won't miss any of those outside,' Lin Le thought to himself.

"Yes, the mountain is sealed off." The demon hunter, who was receiving treatment, sighed, "I wonder what kind of great enemy we have provoked, that it has to come to the point of sealing off the mountain."

"But this will be troublesome later," the demon hunter said with a headache.

The reason they made a living within the territory of the Nine Treasures Sect was not only because it was close to the Ten Thousand Trees Mountain, but also because the Nine Treasures Sect maintained order.

But now that the Nine Treasures Sect is closing its mountain, the position of Order Creator will be vacant, and a large number of ambitious people will definitely take notice.

At that time, there will definitely be a chaotic war between forces of all sizes. It is foreseeable that the vast majority of forces will resort to exploiting the lower classes by draining the pond to catch all the fish.

After all, the Nine Treasures Sect has closed its mountain, not died. Sooner or later, it will open its mountain gates, and the surrounding forces will inevitably be reshuffled.

Since a reshuffling is necessary, everyone should make a big profit before leaving.

In the end, it's always those low-level, independent cultivators who suffer the most after all the commotion.

"Not necessarily," Lin Le comforted her.

The demon hunter perked up: "Dr. Lin, do you have any exclusive news?"

"I didn't," Lin Le laughed. "Alright, go back and rest for a few months. Don't get involved in everything."

The demon hunter's pupils contracted, but he nodded and said, "Okay."

Watching the demon hunter leave, Lin Le tilted his head back, took a sip of spiritual water, and turned to continue cultivating.

There's no rush now. Given the size of the Nine Treasures Sect, closing its gates would take at least one or two months to arrange, and in some cases, even half a year or a year.

Two weeks later, Bigui Danfang descended into chaos.

With the law enforcement team gone and no one to maintain order, the bandits, who had previously been somewhat wary, naturally harbored evil intentions and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make a quick buck.

On the first day after the law enforcement team withdrew, several more murders were discovered. These were the ones that were discovered by chance; there are probably many more murders that went undetected, as some were even more agile.

These people all share one characteristic: they have connections with the Nine Treasures Sect, and while they are all well-off, their cultivation levels are not very high.

As the chaos continued to escalate, Lin Le's Mu Kang Tang naturally came under scrutiny, as it was indeed quite tempting.

That Dr. Lin was always extravagant with money, ordering meals for the dead for tens or hundreds of yuan without hesitation, and doing so every single day.

More importantly, other alchemy shops limit the daily quantity of their precious medicines, while he limits each person to one bottle at a time. Some people have calculated that his output is equivalent to that of two or three other shops combined, and this is without ever selling out.

Now that the Nine Treasures Sect has closed its mountain, those cultivators also believe that the master behind Mu Kang Hall should not appear.

A cultivator at the eleventh level of Qi Refining possesses such immense wealth; he should be killed!

That night, five men in black surrounded Mu Kangtang, exchanged glances, and each took out a talisman that was neither gold nor paper.

The talismans burst into flames, followed by five golden beams that shot out and struck the Mukangtang formation.

Although Lin Le improved this formation to the eighth grade, it still couldn't stop five formation-breaking talismans, all of which were also of the eighth grade and extremely effective at countering the formation.

With a crisp crack, the formation shattered.

Seeing the formation broken, the five people's eyes lit up with joy. Without hesitation, they all jumped into the courtyard.

Just as the five people jumped up, they heard a faint sigh.

A glimmer of silver light accompanied the sigh.

After a sigh, five pairs of animals, one large and one small, fell to the ground.

The five men stared at their bodies, their necks covered in a layer of ice that prevented the blood from gushing out.

Regret and fear flashed in the eyes of the five men. They had not expected that Doctor Lin was so powerful that he could behead them, five Foundation Establishment cultivators, in just a moment.

But it was too late for regrets now. As the chill rose around their necks, the last bit of life was taken away from the five of them.

Ling Muzhu sheathed the Jade Phoenix Sword, a trace of worry appearing in her eyes.

She never expected that even this clinic would be targeted. Lin Le had already been very generous with his medical services, so didn't those people have any gratitude at all?

She suddenly understood why Lin Le preferred to solve things by killing.

Killing may not be the best solution, but it is certainly the easiest.

She suddenly stood up, picked up the Jade Phoenix Sword, and felt somewhat troubled.

The way to solve this problem, just like my junior brother said, is to kill the problem itself!

After today, the proprietress of Mukangtang suddenly disappeared for a while. When others asked Doctor Lin, he just smiled and said that she had gone into seclusion.

And the story of the Silver Moon Swordsman was added to the territory of the Nine Treasures Sect.

Thanks to the lives of five Foundation Establishment cultivators as a deterrent, no one dared to mess with Mu Kangtang afterward.

One month later, the Nine Treasures Sect officially announced its closure.

The news caused an uproar among the Nine Treasures Sect's affiliated forces, as a mysterious force had been launching attacks in various places recently, leaving them in a state of panic.

Now that the Nine Treasures Sect has closed its mountain, they are abandoning them!

If even the Nine Treasures Sect couldn't withstand a force, how could they possibly resist it?
In an instant, various factions began to look for their own way out.

Upon hearing the news, Lin Le didn't rush to exterminate the entire sect. After all, he had already completed more than half of his third transformation cultivation and would reach the fourth transformation in another month. Facing the foundation of an entire sect, it would be more prudent to wait until his cultivation level was higher.

A month later, in the quiet room, Lin Le suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

Nascent Soul Stage Four Transformations Complete!

Within each of his three secret realms, a nine-year-old child sat cross-legged.

After spending another day consolidating his cultivation level, Lin Le left the room.

Inside the courtyard, Li Zheng was busy organizing and categorizing the resources.

Because Ling Muzhu went out to perform acts of chivalry, no one was there to sort through the spoils of war sent by the spirit generals.

Left with no other choice, Lin Le called back one of the two spirit generals, Li Zheng and Li Qi, to take charge of handling miscellaneous tasks.

Taking the leopard skin pouch from Li Zheng, Lin Le reached out and grabbed it, releasing the already categorized body-refining spiritual items.

Lin Le used his divine sense to keep them suspended in mid-air, and then used the Dragon Sparrow Fighting Heaven Technique to digest them one by one.

Although the quality was generally low, quantity led to a qualitative change. After three days of absorbing all the spiritual items, Lin Le's physical body advanced further, and his pure strength reached the power of the Twelve Savage Dragons.

The force pattern also increased to 59%.

'Do I have to figure it out on my own?'

Lin Le naturally noticed this small change; it seemed like only a 0.1% reduction, but it was actually an increase of nearly 10%.

Fortunately, he doesn't lack combat power for the time being.

Riding on his fiery wheels, Lin Le soared into the sky, heading straight for the Nine Treasures Sect's mountain gate.

Bi Gui Dan Fang was already close to Jiu Bao Zong, so Lin Le quickly arrived at the gate of Jiu Bao Zong.

But upon arriving at the mountain gate, Lin Le suddenly frowned.

Because he actually felt a strong sense of crisis.

But this shouldn't be the case. The remaining Dao Lords of the Nine Treasures Sect are only one first-level and one second-level. Although it is somewhat difficult for him now, it is not to the point of life and death crisis.

Has that Daoist Master of Resurrection made further progress?
Lin Le squinted. After thinking it over, he felt that this was the only one.

Let's play it safe.

Lin Le closed his eyes, focused his inner vision with supernatural powers, and after consuming the merits of 100,000 human beings, he entered a state of enlightenment.

As Yin and Yang alternate and life and death alternate, nourished by the twelve perfect true meanings, his understanding of the primordial true meaning progressed by leaps and bounds.

A moment later, Lin Le opened his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly, because after reaching the Great Perfection of Hunyuan True Intent, he found it difficult to move even an inch.

He can continue to comprehend, but having enjoyed the previous exhilaration, the current slow pace feels somewhat stagnant.

'Is this meant for me to further understand the meaning of two opposing yet mutually transformative Great Dao principles?'

Lin Le was speechless. No wonder the three great Daos of Creation, Primordial Chaos, and Time were so difficult to comprehend. The prerequisite was to have a pair of mutually dependent Daos.

But now is not the time to try to understand.

Lin Le looked at the mountain gate, and his divine sense shot out through his spiritual eye, scanning the entire mountain-protecting array that had been activated.

After consuming 1,000 points of humanitarian merit, and spending 6,000 points in total, Lin Le finally broke through the entire formation.

With a surge of magical energy, Lin Le passed through the protective array and entered the Nine Treasures Sect's mountain gate.

Lin Le's brows furrowed immediately as he scanned all the mountain peaks with his divine sense.

no one!

All the peaks were eerily quiet; there wasn't a single living creature in sight.

Lin Le's expression turned ugly, because he knew that some scoundrel had stolen his prey, and his murderous intent grew even stronger.

As the spirit generals continued their slaughter, his killing karma had soared to 2.66 million, just 1.66 million away from spiritual evolution.

Given the size of the Nine Treasures Sect, they should be able to raise over a million.

If he puts in a little more effort and slaughters the evil demons in the Ten Thousand Trees Mountain, he should be able to collect enough.

But now there's only one Nascent Soul Realm cultivator left. Even if he kills him, the resulting karma from killing will only amount to 130,000 to 140,000, a tenfold reduction.

Faced with this outcome, Lin Le decided to let that dead man die a thousand times over.

Following the flow of spiritual energy in the world, Lin Le walked slowly.

With each step, magical power seeps into the ground, altering the grand formation beneath our feet.

The Medicine King Hall, which was once quite sacred, was now filthy. Various fleshy eggs hung from the beams, their membranes contracting and expanding as if breathing, nurturing something.

Deep within the main hall, wisps of spiritual energy transformed into plague energy and surged into a humanoid monster. It was three zhang tall, with bluish-brown skin, bare chest and breasts, and a bulging belly.

Its posture alone tells you that its face is incredibly ugly, but strangely enough, its face is not ugly at all; in fact, it is the face of a rather beautiful woman.

The people of the Nine Treasures Sect were very familiar with this face; it was the face of Daoist Qingxin.

"Senior brother, stop struggling and just merge with me." Qingxin Daojun said to his stomach.

An old face bulged out from its belly and roared, "Don't even think about it, you wicked woman, how dare you!"

Daojun Huisheng never expected that his junior sister had fallen into the demonic path. This time, closing the mountain gate gave her an excellent opportunity to wipe out the entire sect.

"How dare you commit such a heinous act against the lives of tens of thousands of people in the entire sect!" The voice of the Resurrected Daoist was filled with grief and indignation.

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Qingxin Daojun's face revealed resentment and a hint of pleasure. "Why didn't that old codger choose me as the sect leader back then!"

"In terms of talent, I am superior to you; in terms of skill, I am better than you; and in terms of strategy, I can see further ahead than you!"

"In the end, it's just that you're a few years older and your cultivation is temporarily a little higher than mine, so that old man will hand over the sect to you to inherit!"

"Then look at you! What has become of the sect since you handed it over!" Daoist Huisheng roared back. "Nourishing pills, consuming consumables, selling fake medicine! Master was right back then; the Nine Treasures Sect should never have been handed over to you!"

"And I shouldn't have delegated management to you and Lingxi in the first place! I trusted you both so much!"

"Since it's not my sect, what does it matter if it's destroyed!" Daoist Qingxin sneered.

Daojun Huisheng's eyes were bloodshot: "What does the sect have to do with you? Lingnian and Yunbing are your disciples and grand-disciples whom you watched grow up. Don't you have any feelings for them? Is your heart made of stone?!"

"Of course, there are still some feelings involved," said Qingxin Daojun calmly. "Look, aren't they still alive?"

Its finger pointed to the fleshy eggs on the roof beam.

Daoist Huisheng had noticed them long ago. When he heard Daoist Qingxin say this, he felt a chill in his heart and knew that his guess had come true.

His voice was filled with sorrow: "You wicked woman, you actually used the method of human sacrifice to refine them into Dao soldiers!"

There are many ways to train Taoist soldiers, but the most inhumane method is the method of human sacrifice, which alters the body, magic power, and soul, turning them into one's own separate entity.

"That's all they're good for," Qingxin Daojun said coldly.

"nausea."

A disdainful remark came from behind, and Qingxin Daojun and Huisheng Daojun turned to look at the speaker.

(End of this chapter)