Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 239 Instant Kill of the Tribulation Cultivator
The moment the boiling oil is poured over them, the dried chili pepper pieces tumble and unfurl in the waves of oil, and the scallions floating on the surface suddenly curl up and change color, like blooming black chrysanthemums.

In the middle is amber-colored pickled cabbage, and on top, fish slices float like clouds in the golden broth. The oil droplets floating on the surface of the soup reflect the light like scattered pieces of gold.

The numbing, spicy, fresh, and fragrant flavors greatly stimulate the appetite.

Lin Le picked up a piece of fish. The fish trembled slightly, and red oil slowly dripped from the snow-white slices.

After popping it into his mouth and chewing it carefully, Lin Le's face showed a satisfied expression. It truly lived up to its reputation as the freshest food, and was extremely delicious.

Ling Muzhu then served a plate of grilled fish and a dry pot of bullfrog.

The bullfrog was the same big black frog, but Lin Le used a secret technique to shrink it to the size of an ordinary hen, which was enough for a dish.

Just as Lin Le was eating his meal with gusto, the flying boat suddenly shuddered.

Lin Le reacted quickly, pressing down the three dishes to prevent them from spilling, and then his face darkened.

He hates being disturbed while he's eating.

With a quick scan of his divine sense, Lin Le knew the general situation: he had encountered robbers.

Although airships generally have few restrictions on their navigation, they are mostly merchant ships and need to take off and land in various cities, which results in their routes being mostly fixed.

This also gave some cultivators an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

However, this time it's not like a typical tribulation cultivator.

Lin Le picked up a piece of pickled cabbage and stuffed a large mouthful of rice into his mouth.

He had no intention of intervening, after all, he had paid the money, and the owner of the airship had to resolve the matter himself.

Outside the flying boat, the boat owner stepped out of the cabin, glanced at the people surrounding the flying boat who were all dressed in blue Taoist robes, and said rudely, "Lan Zhijie, what do you mean by this? Haven't I paid my dues?"

The leader, with his shirt wide open and looking at the unrestrained man, stepped forward and said, "Sorry, I've been asked to come and rob a piece of goods today."

The ship owner squinted: "What if I don't allow the hijacking?"

"Then I'll have to rob you!" A large knife appeared in the man's hand.

"Hmph!" The ship owner snorted coldly, and a sword appeared in his hand.

Wow!

Although blue and white lights flashed in the sky, it was the ship owner and the leader of the calamity cultivators who were engaged in a fierce battle.

They both knew there was no room for reconciliation in this matter.

The fact that the bandits dared to come means that the profits this time are very high, and they certainly won't care about the ship owner.

Although the ship owner didn't know what they wanted to rob, he certainly wouldn't let them take it easily, otherwise he wouldn't be able to continue doing business.

Lin Le continued eating, knowing that the fight would end soon.

As he expected, the fight lasted less than a quarter of an hour before the ship owner was slammed onto the deck of the flying boat by the leader of the bandits.

Strangely, the entire airship did not tremble at all.

Lin Le moved his feet away and swallowed the last bite of rice.

"I'll be right back," Lin Le said, putting down his chopsticks.

"Okay." Ling Muzhu nodded without asking any further questions, knowing what Lin Le wanted to do.

After suppressing the ship owner, the leader of the bandits brandished his sword and ordered, "Search!"

But as they spoke, a golden light flashed and disappeared.

boom!
The head of the Jiexiu leader exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

A wisp of golden light swept away his nascent soul.

Lin Le reached out and pinched it, stuffing it into the embroidered ball.

He glanced at the other Tribulation Cultivators again, and they all collapsed to the ground with a thud.

They're just a bunch of cultivators who have undergone tribulation; they're scum who deserve to die. It would be a waste to say another word to them.

The people on the ship stared in astonishment at this scene.

Seeing the ship owner being suppressed, they were still thinking about how much money they could offer to save their lives.

But in the blink of an eye, the leader of the tribulation cultivators, who had just been brimming with murderous intent, was headless, and the rest of the tribulation cultivators were all dead.

If they hadn't actually felt the pressure from the Nascent Soul Realm experts, they would have thought these big shots were playing a trick on them.

Bang, bang!
Footsteps sounded, and Lin Le leisurely walked onto the deck.

The ship owner stood up from the deck and cupped his hands to Lin Le, saying, "Thank you for your help, senior." Lin Le's actions were so powerful that the ship owner subconsciously assumed he was a great cultivator who liked to maintain his youthful appearance.

Lin Le didn't care about his slip of the tongue; they were just strangers who met by chance.

He stretched out his hand and waved to the boat owner.

The ship owner understood immediately. Although it was a little painful, he still took out the reward from his storage bag and gave it to Lin Le.

Compared to the long-term loss of reputation, this small amount of money is insignificant.

Lin Le didn't even look at how much was inside, and simply put it away.

As a businessman, one should know exactly how much to give.

With another wave of his hand, Lin Le took away Jie Xiu's storage bag and turned to go back to his room.

Soon after, just as Lin Le was taking stock of his gains, there was a knock on the door.

"What is it?" Lin Le glanced at the door and saw a middle-aged man.

The man said respectfully, "It's a gift."

'So, they're trying to rob someone? They're quite sensible.'

Lin Le thought to himself, then waved his hand, and the door opened.

The man walked in carrying a gift box, about to say something, but upon seeing Lin Le for the first time, his eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "Your Highness!"

"Hmm?" Lin Le and Ling Muzhu couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man in surprise.

Lin Le sized up the middle-aged man, then shook his head and said, "You've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not your prince."

"I'm sorry, Dao Lord's face does resemble that of my master." The middle-aged man's eyes showed bitterness. Indeed, that prince had long since passed away.

"It's alright." Lin Le didn't care too much. After all, there are billions of living beings in the world, and it's not impossible for someone to look like him.

Reaching out, Lin Le took the gift box and waved, saying, "Alright, I've accepted the gift. You can leave now."

"Yes." The middle-aged man withdrew.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at Lin Le again. The resemblance was uncanny; not only in appearance but also in that composed and unhurried demeanor.

After the man left, Lin Le closed the door again and opened the gift box.

The gift box contains a ginseng with purple and gold patterns.

'A thousand-year-old Zhenling Mountain ginseng? Not bad.'

The Ten Thousand Years of Divine Spirit Ginseng is a sixth-grade spiritual material, and many fifth-grade elixirs require it for refining.

So the price was low, but it was still useful for those in the Out-of-Body Realm. The man who gave the gift was quite thoughtful.

Lin Le closed the gift box. He was now a little curious about what the man had been escorting.

But as curious as he was, he wouldn't stoop to doing something as tasteless as going to someone's house to force a look.

After taking stock of his spoils, Lin Le couldn't help but purse his lips. He was really poor; no wonder he became a cultivator.

Upon entering the leopard skin bag, Lin Le arrived at a body of water.

Little Hope is essentially a spirit creature, so it can naturally be used by the spirit-transforming properties of the leopard skin pouch.

The water in front of us is the transformation of Little Hope.

With a reach of his hand, a ball of blue water suddenly rose from the bottom of the marsh and landed in Lin Le's hand.

Lin Le didn't hesitate and swallowed it in one gulp.

The water droplets rolled into his stomach and intestines and were quickly digested, with the nutrients going straight to Lin Le's brow and eyes.

"好望" is derived from the meaning of liking to look around.

The effects of Xiaohaowang (小好望) are naturally related to eyesight—it improves vision and nourishes the spirit.

After digesting it, Lin Le scanned it with his divine sense, which had become slightly more penetrating. He then felt the nascent soul inside his body, and the tightness of the binding sensation loosened a bit.

Taking a step forward, I stood firmly on the twentieth step.

Lin Le nodded in satisfaction.

'No wonder it's a spiritual treasure that even those at the Nascent Soul stage would covet. Once I've eaten it all, it should save me ten years of hard work.'

(End of this chapter)