Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 91 Killing Tu Shanrong

"You killed him!" Tu Shanrong screamed at Lin Le.

“Yes.” Lin Le nodded frankly. “I have to say, your son’s meat is really tough. It’s so hard to chew.”

Hehe! Tu Shanrong was so angry that his teeth were chattering. Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong, kicked his leg, and immediately dodged to the side.

boom!
The spot where it had just been standing suddenly collapsed and created a crater.

Tu Shanrong stared at the crater and exclaimed, "Illusion magic? How is that possible!"

Lin Le used illusion magic on it, and it almost didn't sense it.

"Nothing is impossible." Lin Le tied the fox head to his waist and gripped the Demon Slayer Spear. "Old fox, are you ready to die?"

"It's not certain who will die!" Tu Shanrong could also see that Lin Le would not let it go easily, and with the hatred of killing its son right in front of it, why would it run away?

With a tearing sound, Tu Shanrong ripped off his disguise, transforming into a two-zhang-tall white fox, and then slapped Lin Le with one paw:

"die!"

Lin Le fired back with a single shot.

Bang! Thump thump thump!
Lin Le took three steps back.

'As expected, compared to ordinary cultivators who cultivate both Qi and body, demons who are born with these abilities are much more troublesome.'

Lin Le licked his lips:
'But it's not like we can't fight!'

Sunset!

Like a golden crow falling to earth, the extremely hot true qi, shaped like a fierce bird, hurtled forward.

Tu Shanrong's pupils contracted slightly, and then he exhaled a breath of black gas, shaped like a large sword, which he slashed at the fierce bird.

boom!
The air currents were so strong that even the grass was blown away.

Tu Shanrong was forced back several steps, but he swung his fox tail to steady himself and growled, "Xiao Cheng's stance!"

Lin Le remained silent, the tip of his spear pointing diagonally at the ground. As his true qi circulated, the Demonic Spear of Slaughtering Void emitted a dark red glow: "You don't seem to be much better, you old beast."

"Hmph!" Tu Shanrong snorted coldly, his figure suddenly blurred, turning into a white shadow, and in an instant he approached Lin Le, his sharp claws like knives, aiming straight for his throat.

Lin Le neither dodged nor evaded, but instead thrust out his spear, piercing the sky!

clang!
Sparks flew as the claws clashed with the gun blade, producing a piercing metallic clang.

Tu Shanrong's attack did not stop, and another claw followed closely, aiming straight for Lin Le's heart.

Lin Le sidestepped, and the end of his spear swept horizontally, slamming hard into Tu Shanrong's waist and abdomen. Tu Shanrong's fox tail curled up like a whip, colliding with the end of the spear. Using the force, he leaped backward, widening the distance between them.

"Hmph, you reacted quite quickly." Tu Shanrong narrowed his eyes, and amidst the swirling black mist around him, three phantom figures emerged, all rushing towards Lin Le at the same time.

But when facing this old fox, Lin Le kept his Tiger Eye Technique active the whole time.

When Tu Shanrong created three illusions, he saw through them at a glance.

Lin Le raised his gun to stab a phantom, but suddenly the gun tip changed its trajectory and pierced Tu Shanrong's heart.

Point out the stars!

The spear, like a venomous snake, aimed straight at Tu Shanrong's vitals.

Tu Shanrong was shocked and hurriedly twisted to dodge, but was still cut by the tip of the spear, and blood splattered in an instant.

"Ow!"

Tu Shanrong cried out in pain, and then the surrounding black energy gathered in his right claw, which he fiercely slammed down towards Lin Le.

boom--!
The ground cracked and dust flew everywhere. Amidst the billowing smoke, Lin Le leaped into the air, and a golden ring appeared on the tip of his spear.

With a powerful flick, the golden ring transformed into a streak of golden light, striking directly at Tu Shanrong's head.

Tu Shanrong felt his heart pounding. Without thinking, he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of eerie green demonic fire, which collided with the golden light.

boom!
The golden light smashed through the demonic fire with unstoppable force, then struck Tu Shanrong squarely on the forehead. "Agh—"

Tu Shanrong suddenly felt dizzy and disoriented.

Lin Le bent backward, his body like a large bow, and then relaxed.

call!
The Demon Spear of Slaughter shot out, accompanied by a shrill whistle, and a distinct white shockwave appeared around its tip.

puff!

The Demon Spear of Slaughter pierced through Tu Shanrong's body.

Lin Le walked over step by step, looked at Tu Shanrong who was still struggling to get up, clenched his fist, and punched him hard.

boom!
Tu Shanrong was knocked to the ground.

boom! boom! boom!
After punching Tu Shanrong to death, Lin Le shook his fist and pulled out the Lu Kong Demon Spear.

Then he dismembered the body with a spear blade, keeping the fox pelt and spine, and putting the rest into the furnace that the Hun Tian Ling had transformed into.

"Your combat power is truly astonishing. You slashed down the Fiend of the Twelve-Story Tower so easily," Qingli said as she walked to Lin Le's side, swaying her hips.

"It was just restraint." Lin Le shook his head. The most crucial blow was actually when the Qiankun Ring broke the demonic fire.

The demonic fire was incredibly powerful. Lin Le felt that if he were to be tainted, he would be reduced to ashes. However, when faced with the Qiankun Ring, which was designed to suppress evil spirits, the demonic fire was as fragile as paper.

“That’s true.” Qingli couldn’t help but nod. That golden ring was the most effective magic weapon against evil spirits among those of the same grade that she had ever seen. Other magic weapons with the ability to exorcise evil spirits were far inferior to it.

A moment later, Hun Tian Ling presented Lin Le with dozens of pills that exuded the aroma of meat, as if offering a treasure.

"Do you want some?" Lin Le asked Qing Li, who was standing next to him.

"Let me try one first." Qingli pinched a meatball and put it in her mouth.

With a slight turn of her slender neck, Qingli extended her long, thin tongue and licked her lips.

reference:
"It tastes good." Qingli nodded slightly. "It's not bad for filling your stomach."

Lin Le took out the pill bottle and gave her half of it: "Then you can eat it first."

"Don't you need it yourself?" Qingli asked, taking the bottle.

"That's more than enough, I don't need it." Lin Le shook his head and put away the flesh pill. "The wealth I plundered from those wealthy families is enough for me to reach the twelfth level of Qi Refining."

"Now, the only things that limit me are the turbid Xuanhuang Qi and the pure Yunxiao Qi required for the Dao Guidance, but these two are hard to find."

“As for the pure Qi of the clouds, I do know where to find it.” Qingli pointed to her red lips with her finger. “As for the turbid Qi of the Xuanhuang, I really don’t know.”

Lin Le looked up at Qing Li, a look of joy on his face: "As long as there is the pure Qi of the clouds, that's fine. As for the turbid Qi of the Xuanhuang, I already have a clue."

"Where did you get this clue?" Qingli asked, puzzled. She had watched Lin Le grow up, and he had been to two or three different places.

“It was given to me by Wei Zhenshan,” Lin Le shrugged. “He wrote an autobiography, and during his travels, he happened to discover traces of Xuanhuang Turbid Qi.”

While waiting for Tu Shanrong, he casually browsed through the miscellaneous books he had collected, including Wei Zhenshan's autobiography.

What was supposed to be a collection of travel notes was actually a record of local specialties from various places.

One of the records mentions a county called Heiling. A person who knew a little about feng shui said that the convergence of water in this mountain range might give birth to turbid qi.

However, Wei Zhenshan did not record what happened next; instead, he abruptly stopped and quickly skipped over it.

Lin Le kept it in mind, because after refining the Yin-Yang Qi, there was the Pure and Turbid Qi, and even the Lotus Divine Power couldn't help with that; he had to find it himself.

Having reached this point, he naturally refuses to use ordinary pure or turbid energy to solidify his foundation.

After taking a moment to catch his breath, Lin Le said, "Let's go."

Qingli followed, and the direction they went was the same direction Tu Shanrong had come from.

To cut weeds, we must remove the roots.

(End of this chapter)