Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 61 - The Sky-Slaying Demon Spear
Soon after, Xiang Lingchen saw a plump man at the county magistrate's office.

"What a rare guest, County Magistrate Xiang! What brings you here?" the man said, sitting in a chair and holding a teacup in his hand.

“Wei Zhenshan, Tu Shanling is dead,” Xiang Lingchen said expressionlessly.

*Pfft!* Wei Zhenshan, who was about to drink water, spat it out. He looked at Xiang Lingchen in disbelief and said, "What did you say? Tu Shanling is dead!?"

Tu Shanling was that old fox's most outstanding offspring; if it died, that old fox would never let them go.

"How did it die!" Wei Zhenshan stood up, his face grim as he looked at Xiang Lingchen. "Weren't you the one watching over it?"

"Shouldn't you be the one asking me that!" Xiang Lingchen stepped forward, refusing to back down. "What were you doing with all that imperial aura in the city? You couldn't even keep an eye on a single monster!"

"Hey!" Wei Zhenshan couldn't help but laugh angrily. "You were the one who wanted to keep an eye on him, how can you blame me for this? Xiang Lingchen, this isn't how you shirk responsibility!"

"Then how do you explain that two cultivators at the sixth level of the cultivation level were fighting in the city, and you, the county magistrate, couldn't find out?" Xiang Lingchen questioned.

"Two six-story buildings?" Wei Zhenshan frowned.

"So you suspect I did it?" Wei Zhenshan narrowed his eyes. There were quite a few sixth-level cultivators in Bailian County. For Xiang Lingchen to bring this up was undoubtedly a suspicion that someone on his side killed Tu Shanling.

And he was the only one in Bailian County who had the ability to conceal the battle between the six-story cultivators.

"Whether you did it or not, I don't know," Xiang Lingchen said expressionlessly. "But I do know that if Tushan Jun finds out that his most beloved offspring is dead, he will definitely come down from the mountain to take revenge, such as killing you and me."

“Does it dare?” Wei Zhenshan sneered. “If it dares to kill an official, the imperial court will absolutely not allow it to exist, and it has more than one offspring.”

“But things have to get out of the way!” Xiang Lingchen said coldly. “Don’t forget what the situation is now. The entire Anzhu County is like an iron barrel, and not a single word can be leaked.”

"Guess what will happen if we die? Will the higher-ups arrange for two other people to impersonate us, or will they take revenge for us?"

"Which possibility do you or Tu Shan Jun think is most likely?"

Wei Zhenshan remained silent. Given the nature of those above, the first possibility was definitely the most likely. A county magistrate was powerful in a county, but only mid-level in a prefecture city, and at the bottom in a state city.

"What do you want to do?" Wei Zhenshan sat down again, knowing that Xiang Lingchen must have a solution to the matter.

"Either cede the city, or ambush them," Xiang Lingchen said indifferently.

Wei Zhenshan didn't think much of it: "How do we divide the city?"

What a joke! Back then, he and Xiang Lingchen put aside their grudges and joined forces to "invite" Tu Shanling over, wasn't it because that old fox didn't dare to make a move?

Now look what's happened, the hostage is gone!
"We'll have to see what that old fox thinks," Xiang Lingchen said. "Let's come up with a contingency plan first."

"Alright then," Wei Zhenshan said somewhat reluctantly, knowing that he would have to bleed a lot of money.

After the two finished their discussion, Wei Zhenshan watched Xiang Lingchen leave, tapping his fingers on the chair repeatedly, and then said, "Master, summon Registrar Liu over here."

"Yes," the person next to him replied and went out to call for help.

Soon, a middle-aged man dressed in a blue long gown arrived, exuding a scholarly air.

"Greetings, Lord Wei." Liu Yonghuai bowed, but inwardly wondered why Wei Zhenshan had summoned him.

"Are you aware of what's happened on Changning Street recently?" Wei Zhenshan asked.

"Changning Street?" Liu Yonghuai asked in confusion. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "I don't know. What happened there?"

“A family was wiped out, and the murderer has not yet been found,” Wei Zhenshan said. “I remember your house is quite close to Changning Street, so be careful when you go out or come home recently.”

"Thank you for your concern, sir." Liu Yonghuai bowed again, but inwardly he was surprised and uncertain, wondering why Wei Zhenshan was bringing this up.

"Go back now," Wei Zhenshan said, waving his hand.

"Yes." Liu Yonghuai stepped aside.

Watching Liu Yonghuai leave, Wei Zhenshan tapped his fingers on the chair. He was certain that Liu Yonghuai was not the one who killed Tu Shanling. Although he was timid, he had good eyesight and could confirm that Liu Yonghuai was truly unaware of the matter.

But who else could it be but Liu Yonghuai? Could it be that Xiang Lingchen directed and acted in this himself?
Wei Zhenshan stroked the chair, lost in thought.

On the other side, Qingli, whose transformation spell had ended, reverted to her snake form and reluctantly moved away from Lin Le.

The transformation technique has a time limit; after that time, it will cause irreparable damage to the body.

Although she was drawn to the warmth emanating from Lin Le, Qing Li would not let it interfere with her own path.

Lin Le was also a little reluctant, but she breathed a sigh of relief.

It's hard and uncomfortable.

"Qingli, help me fuse this fox skeleton into it." Lin Le took out the tiger bone spear and the skeleton of Tu Shanling.

"If you keep going like this, this gun is going further and further down the path of becoming useless," Qingli couldn't help but complain.

Refining magical artifacts requires careful consideration of the materials used, but Lin Le's spear was made from whatever he could find, and its spiritual essence was completely lost.

"Being a complete and utter good-for-nothing isn't so bad," Lin Le laughed.

"Fine, whatever you want." Qingli flicked her tongue, and a burst of white flame fused the tiger bone spear and the Tushan Ridge skeleton together.

Soon, a pale white spear was melted out.

However, after Qingli cooled it down, she weighed it in her hand and a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes. She threw the gun to Lin Le and said, "Take back what you said before. This gun does have the potential to become a genius."

Lin Le took the spear and was about to ask why when he felt a surge of resentment rushing to his head.

With a slight raise of his handsome eyebrows, Lin Le unleashed his killing intent, directly suppressing the resentment.

You can't beat him in life, so you want to beat him after death? What a joke!
Qingli noticed the change in Lin Le's expression and asked, "You noticed?"

"I noticed it. I didn't expect it to become a demonic weapon." Lin Le said, brandishing his spear.

Magical artifacts can be categorized in many ways based on their function—auxiliary, defensive, and offensive—but based on their spiritual nature, they can be divided into only three types: spiritual artifacts, mortal artifacts, and demonic artifacts.

Spiritual artifacts refer to magical implements like the Hun Tian Ling and Qian Kun Quan, which are full of spiritual power and know how to protect their owners.

Ordinary artifacts refer to magical tools used by ordinary cultivators; they are artifacts with mediocre spirituality, like inanimate objects.

The "demon weapon" refers to the Tiger Bone Spear, a magical artifact that is full of spiritual power but extremely selfish and could backfire at any time.

The fact that the Tiger Bone Spear became a demonic weapon was indeed somewhat unexpected for Lin Le, but upon closer reflection, it didn't seem so surprising, since the materials used all came from the enemy.

Moreover, he killed enemies indiscriminately, regardless of gender or age, and specifically targeted people's heads or hearts, places where spiritual energy gathered. This gun was filled with resentment.

It's not surprising that it became a demonic artifact after being tainted by resentment.

Lin Le poured his true qi into the spear and sensed it. He discovered that the demonic weapon had generated three minor restrictions, which he vaguely felt were related to space.

'That damned fox's teleportation ability?' Lin Le wondered to himself.

Lin Le flicked the spear with his finger: "From now on, you will be called Lu Kong, meaning 'kill all'."

The spear hummed and clanged, agreeing with the name, after all, Lin Le's murderous aura was still suppressed by it.

Watching Lin Le wield the gun, Qing Li reminded him from the side, "You'd better be careful when you use it in the future."

"I know," Lin Le nodded.

(End of this chapter)