Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 82 Why Not Kneel
Red, green, blue, gold, and yellow—five colors shone brightly on the altar.

Without Lin Le's arrangement, the true qi flowed freely between the six spiritual platforms and then permeated the entire body.

Lin Le's strength surged rapidly until it reached its limit.

70,200 jin!

However, the rapid improvement caused Lin Le's aura to leak out.

Inside the room, Wei Zhenshan, who was reconciling accounts with Zhou Ziyang, was slightly taken aback. He said to Zhou Ziyang, "Congratulations! Someone in your pavilion has broken through. Judging from that momentum, they must be at the seventh or eighth level."

Zhou Ziyang was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized: "Oh, congratulations, congratulations."

“Let’s go see the person who broke through and share in their joy,” Wei Zhenshan said, standing up.

"Okay." Zhou Ziyang lowered his head, thinking to himself that it was troublesome.

He now only hopes that the disguise of "Zhou Botong" will be more convincing.

Zhou Ziyang led Wei Zhenshan to the front of the alchemy room and said, "Wait a moment, Lord Wei, he should be out soon."

Inside the alchemy room, Lin Le moved his hands and feet, quickly adapting to the surge in power.

Looking at the Hun Tian Ling, it was discovered that it had gained one more minor restriction than before, bringing the total to seven minor restrictions.

'After combining the transformations of Yin and Yang, it should be able to become a mid-grade magic weapon.'

After tidying himself up, he pushed open the door to the alchemy room, then his pupils contracted slightly, and he bowed and said, "Greetings, Magistrate."

"No need for formalities." Wei Zhenshan extended his hand, sized up Lin Le, and said, "I remember your surname is Zhou?"

"Yes." Lin Le nodded.

"How is your stay in Bailian County?" Wei Zhenshan asked.

"Not bad, a place with outstanding people and beautiful scenery." Lin Le said with a polite smile.

Wei Zhenshan then asked, "I wonder how many levels Master Zhou has broken through to?"

"I'm ashamed to say that I've spent most of my lifespan just to barely reach the seventh level," Lin Le said.

"Oh." Wei Zhenshan nodded, then suddenly patted Lin Le on the shoulder. "Don't say such discouraging things. Ambition knows no age. As long as you are alive, you may still have a chance to climb the path to immortality one day."

"Thank you for your kind words, Magistrate. I have no way to repay you. This bottle of pills is the only thing I have that is of some value." Lin Le took out a bottle of pills and gave it to Wei Zhenshan. "I will now give it to you, Magistrate."

"Alright, alright." Wei Zhenshan accepted the pills and then took out a piece of jade for Lin Le. "Then I, the county magistrate, will also give you a piece of warm jade as a congratulation on your journey to immortality."

Lin Le accepted the jade and said, "Thank you, Magistrate."

"Now that the festive atmosphere has passed and night has fallen, I won't disturb you any longer." Wei Zhenshan turned to Zhou Ziyang and said, "Manager Zhou, send the account books to the yamen tomorrow."

"Yes." Zhou Ziyang nodded.

Watching Wei Zhenshan leave, Lin Le ran his fingers over the jade, his face calm.

'Have you already suspected anything?'

As his soul-refining cultivation level continued to improve, he became particularly sensitive to small things, like this piece of jade. It was fine in itself, but it had a faint spirituality that was moving in a regular pattern.

What things move in a regular pattern? It's really hard to guess.

Stepping out of Danxia Pavilion, Lin Le crushed the jade stone with a forceful squeeze of his hand, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

On the other side, Wei Zhenshan, who was resting with his eyes closed in the sedan chair, suddenly opened his eyes. He felt that the positioning he had given to Zhou Danshi had shattered.

Without hesitation, Wei Zhenshan jumped out of the sedan chair and headed straight for Danxia Pavilion.

The frustration he'd been feeling lately had made him increasingly irritable, and now that he had the chance to seize the opportunity to get his hands on a third party, he was determined to do so.

Because he hadn't gone very far, Wei Zhenshan jumped back to the front of Danxia Pavilion in a few leaps.

Standing on the street, Wei Zhenshan looked around, trying to find the figure he had just seen. Meanwhile, in a nearby teahouse, a delicate, fair hand picked up a teacup.

Wei Zhenshan quickly noticed the owner of the hand. After all, the teahouse was closed, and he was the only one sitting by the railing drinking tea, which was too conspicuous.

Wei Zhenshan looked at the handsome young man, his brows furrowed: "Who are you?"

"Me?" Lin Le, now back to normal, glanced at Wei Zhenshan. "Just a passerby. What, Your Excellency, do you expect me to serve you tea?"

"You don't seem like a commoner," Wei Zhenshan said, squinting at Lin Le. "Who are you from?"

"Which family?" Lin Le tapped his cup repeatedly. "Hmm, the Tian family, I think I deserve the title of being ordained by Heaven."

"How dare you!" Wei Zhenshan roared, "Do you know that impersonating royalty is a crime punishable by the extermination of your entire family!"

“Royalty, ha!” Lin Le laughed, standing up and saying, “What a joke, who would want to pretend to be a pack of sheepdogs?”

Wei Zhenshan frowned; Lin Le's arrogant demeanor gave him a very bad feeling.

"Dare to insult the royal family? Then go sit in the dungeon!" Wei Zhenshan made his move, stretching out a huge hand formed from true qi and grabbing at Lin Le.

Lin Le clenched his fist and threw a punch, unleashing a fierce and savage intent.

boom!
The enormous hand rapidly broke apart inch by inch under the tiny fist.

"The Ten-Story Tower is nothing special." Lin Le said, looking at Wei Zhenshan. His combat strength was actually better than expected.

He thought it would be a tough challenge, but it turned out to be quite easy.

Wei Zhenshan's expression was solemn. He looked at Lin Le and said, "Was it you who just broke through, Alchemist Zhou?"

“It’s me.” Lin Le nodded slightly. “You’re weaker than I thought, Wei Zhenshan. I was just planning to say hello to you today, but seeing the current situation…”

Stepping over the railing, Lin Le leaped down, followed by his voice filled with murderous intent:

"You're staying here today!"

"Arrogant!" Wei Zhenshan shouted, then took out an official seal.

In an instant, Lin Le felt an invisible pressure being applied to him.

'Tsk, imperial aura?'

Lin Le clicked his tongue inwardly, but still continued to charge towards Wei Zhenshan.

Because he didn't feel much pressure.

Looking at Lin Le, who was moving freely, Wei Zhenshan's pupils contracted sharply, and he said in disbelief, "How is this possible? The imperial aura has no effect on you!"

"Didn't I tell you?" Lin Lefei rushed in front of Wei Zhenshan and threw a punch. "I am ordained by Heaven!"

boom!
Wei Zhenshan flew backwards and crashed in front of a small stall.

"You really are a member of the royal family!" Wei Zhenshan stood up, looked at Lin Le, and his face was full of solemnity.

He had only heard of instances where imperial aura was useless, and these had only happened to members of the royal family.

"Hey, if you say it's the royal family, then it's the royal family." Lin Le pulled out the Void-Slaying Demon Spear from his storage bag, tilted his head, and revealed a wicked smile. "Since that's the case, since you've come to see this Crown Prince, why don't you kneel!"

Wei Zhenshan's expression was uncertain. After all, openly attacking the royal family was a serious crime, and his family could not withstand the consequences.

But is he willing to surrender and await death?
A ruthless glint appeared in Wei Zhenshan's eyes, and a long sword materialized in his hand. He shouted, "You audacious scoundrel! How dare you impersonate royalty! I will surely cut you down with my sword!"

With that, he charged toward Lin Le.

Lin Le pursed her lips and went to meet her.

(End of this chapter)