Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 46 The Teachings of Sages and Virtuous Men
"Who are you, and why are you attacking my Yan family?"

Mayor Yan looked at Lin Le in front of him and questioned him.

"Hmm, to act on behalf of Heaven?" Lin Le pondered for a moment before replying.

"Acting on behalf of Heaven?" Mayor Yan laughed angrily. "What kind of crooked path do I have? Ask around, within a ten-mile radius of Qinghu Town, who doesn't know that I, Yan Dahai, am a benevolent and charitable man!"

"Damn it!" Lin Le laughed in anger. "You call yourself a good person? You really think you are a good person?"

"Isn't that right?" Mayor Yan said with a matter-of-fact expression. "Ask around, which resident in town doesn't think highly of the Yan family? If it weren't for the Yan family, they would have been eaten by demons long ago."

"Then can you tell me what happened with the demon-slaying team a few days ago?" Lin Le smiled, but his eyes were even colder. "The whole team had to go and become blood offerings. Yan, you philanthropist, where is your conscience?"

Master Lu did organize the demon-slaying team, but it was Yan Dahai who led it.

Lin Le simply did not believe that Yan Dahai knew nothing about it.

"Isn't that what we should do?" Yan Dahai still had a matter-of-fact expression. "Sacrificing them to ensure the safety of the town's residents, sacrificing the small family for the greater good—don't you understand such a virtuous principle?"

“Sage, ha!” Lin Le sighed, and the next second, his figure flew like a swallow over Yan Dahai.

"Then I will send you to see a sage, and ask him properly if this is the truth he taught!"

Point out the stars!

The spear thrust was fierce, the tip like a shooting star, aimed straight at Yan Dahai's forehead.

Yan Dahai, being a cultivator at the third level of cultivation, reacted instantly and thrust his sword upwards.

It was like needles clashing against wheat awns, spear tips clashing head-on.

boom!
Lin Le and Yan Dahai were locked in a stalemate, but Lin Le still had a pair of "hands".

With a flick of his wrist, he thrust the Yin-Yang Sword at a cunning angle straight at Yan Dahai's groin and forehead.

Seeing the sword's sinister intent, Yan Dahai cursed "despicable!" and quickly retreated.

Lin Le ignored him, landed, gripped the Qiankun Ring, his waist slung like a full moon bow, and then relaxed.

Break through the sky!

Since comprehending the power of slaughter, Lin Le has never been concerned about what weapon he uses. His Thirteen Turns of Fighting Heaven fighting style is never limited to whether the weapon is a gun, a sword, or even a circle.

Whoosh!
The golden light sped off, heading straight for Yan Dahai's male favorite.

Yan Dahai quickly summoned his magical artifact, a small tortoise shield.

Boom!
The collision between the Qiankun Ring and the Turtle Shield produced a sound like a great bell.

Although the tortoise shield was not damaged, Yan Dahai coughed up a mouthful of blood, as he was injured by the residual force.

"He can't be defeated by force!" This thought immediately crossed Yan Dahai's mind. Then, his face contorted with rage, he shouted at the servants and guards beside him, "Quickly, what are you waiting for? Shoot him dead!"

If even Master Lu could obtain crossbows that posed a threat to cultivators, how could he not?

The guards reacted immediately, taking out their crossbows and shooting at Lin Le.

Lin Le ignored him and continued to charge at Yan Dahai with his gun.

What is a personal magical artifact? It is a magical artifact that is connected to one's mind and can grow together with it.

Since they are of one mind, can they use their natal magical artifact to perform magic?
The answer is yes.

No leaks!

The Hun Tian Ling danced, and the Yin Yang Sword spun in the process, the two forming two shields to block the arrows for Lin Le.

Yan Dahai was a knowledgeable man, and he recognized the situation at a glance: "A natal magic weapon! You've actually broken through to the Core Formation Realm!"

Lin Le remained unmoved, taking two or three steps at a time, and had already reached Yan Dahai's side.

Fighting Heaven Second Form - Breaking the Sky!

The gun shot out like lightning, leaving a blue streak in the air as it aimed straight at Yan Dahai's forehead.

"Rise!" Yan Dahai immediately raised his tortoise shield to try and block. But even as the spear pierced his forehead, Yan Dahai did not see the tortoise shield rise.

In the last moment before he regained consciousness, Yan Dahai looked down and saw that his tortoise shield was locked tightly by a golden ring, preventing him from flying up at all.

'Another destiny-binding magical artifact?'

Yan Dahai was taken aback, and then, with that bewilderment, he fell into darkness.

'Still weak. Am I too strong, or are they too pathetic?' Lin Le sighed inwardly as he looked at the 108 merits and 16 points of killing karma that had been deposited into his account.

He thought Yan Dahai could test his limits, but he was defeated in just two or three moves.

Lin Le felt that his combat power was too extraordinary.

Lin Le glanced at the guards who had stopped shooting arrows and waved his hand: "Kill them."

Upon receiving the order, Sanbao immediately attacked everyone.

The guards immediately cried out in despair and scattered in all directions.

But Lin Le was like a heartless killing machine, slaughtering everything from the front yard to the back yard until all the living creatures were gone.

Currently, there are 278 points of merit in the human realm, 5 points of merit in the earth realm, and 325 points of merit in the killing karma.

"The killing karma required for the sixth section of the Yang Spirit Root has finally been gathered." Lin Le looked at the thirty-two lotus roots and let out a soft sigh.

As the thirty-two sections of lotus root disappeared, a burning sensation rose up Lin Le's spine.

Within the secret realm of Huangting, the towering red pillar, which was five zhang tall, slowly grew another section, reaching a height of six zhang.

'Next time it will be 640 points, 64 cultivators at the first level of the cultivation realm.'

Lin Le glanced at the corpses scattered across the courtyard, then slapped the well nine times. A snake's head emerged from the bottom of the well. After looking around, Qing Li couldn't help but complain, "It's always headless. How obsessed are you with blowing other people's heads off?"

“Because once the head is gone, the person is truly dead,” Lin Le shrugged. “But if only the heart is gone, the corpse might still become a zombie and harm people.”

"Alright." Qingli glanced at the corpses dressed as servants. "Kill fewer of them in the future, or I'm afraid you won't be able to get through the ordeal of entering Baiyujing."

"I'm afraid if I kill too few, I won't be able to survive that ordeal," Lin Le said, changing the subject. "Let's collect the items; I also need to take care of the other two families while I'm at it."

The most powerful person in Qinghu Town is Yan Dahai, followed by the Four Great Masters. Now, even Yan Dahai is no match for him, let alone the other two.

"Alright." Qingli blew a breath and collected all the valuables from the Yan family.

Suddenly it let out a soft exclamation: "Huh, there's actually a dragon bone here."

"Where are the dragon bones?" Lin Le looked around but couldn't find any trace of dragon bones.

"Here it is." Qingli snake flicked its tongue, rolling up a piece of bone that looked like white porcelain. "If it weren't for the faint dragon aura still on it, I wouldn't have noticed it."

After circling around a few times, Qingli said, "It should be the remains of a dragon that died many years ago. Moreover, the person who created it didn't recognize it and just carved the material directly."

Qingli looked at Lin Le: "Can I have the dragon energy on this?"

“Okay.” Lin Le didn’t mind. If it weren’t for Qing Li, he might not have cared about this work of art.

Lin Le continued sorting through his loot when he suddenly discovered a palm-sized black iron ingot that, judging from its appearance, was not ordinary iron.

Lin Le tried picking it up and weighing it. It felt a little heavy in his hand. For him to feel a little weight, it must weigh several hundred pounds.

Lin Le glanced at the tiger bone spear. After all, it was made of fused magical artifact material. Although it felt light, it was quite durable. However, it would be better if it were heavier.

"Can you melt this piece of iron into my gun?" Lin Le asked Qing Li, holding the black iron.

“Heavy iron, huh? That’s good.” Qingli, who was picking at her snacks, turned her head and nodded. “But it’s best to find a weapon refiner to make it, otherwise it will be very troublesome.”

"As long as it works, it's fine." Lin Le handed over the gun.

"Alright." Qingli nodded, exhaling a breath of white fire that scorched the black iron.

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