Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 97 - Let My Son Go
On the same night, in Bailian County, a figure was thrown to the ground.

"Boss, we've caught a wicked ghost cultivator!" A fat man with a simple and honest face threw a person to the ground. Beside him was a skinny man who looked about five points like him.

"Hmm." The man called "boss" by the fat man turned around. He was six feet four inches tall, with a one-foot-long beard, large earlobes, and silkworm eyebrows. His face was dignified, and one could tell from his appearance that he must be a chivalrous person.

Indeed, this was the case. The man was named Guan Wenzhong. He was born into a small family and was exceptionally talented, possessing natural martial arts skills and the ability to wield all seven forms.

He changed his Five Elements the day after tomorrow, and at the age of thirty, he entered the Qi Refining Realm with the Twelfth Form. He broke through the Twelfth Level at a rate of one level per year. After three years of preparation, he successfully broke through to become a Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator.

However, the assistance his family could provide was limited. He was arrogant by nature and liked to fight for justice, but the powerful families in the county disliked his personality and suppressed him in various ways.

The major families also realized that the case of murdering the magistrate and county lieutenant of Bailian County was a very troublesome task.

If someone can grow to the point of being able to kill a cultivator on the eleventh floor in just one or two months, then the culprit must be some kind of demon who possessed the body and started cultivating again. Otherwise, even if it is a demonic cultivator, the progress could not be so fast.

Such a person is easily killed if not handled carefully, so naturally no one would want to take the job.

So they simply left it to Guan Wenzhong to handle.

Guan Wenzhong held a book in his hand, stroked his long beard, and looked at the man, asking, "Who are you, and where are you from?"

The voice was deep and majestic, like the low roar of a lion or tiger. The man was intimidated and stammered, "Cai Chengcai, a native of Qinghu Town."

"Hmm, what are you doing in Bailian County? Why did you attempt to kill someone?" Guan Wenzhong asked.

“My family was wiped out. I heard that a lot of murders had happened in Bailian County. I thought the murderer might be from Bailian County, so I came here to investigate,” Cai Chengcai said honestly.

He dared not be disobedient, because he felt an even heavier pressure from Guan Wenzhong than from the sect leader, who had already become a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Guan Wenzhong nodded slightly: "Oh, you are indeed a filial son."

“After all, avenging one’s father is a matter of course,” Cai Chengcai said with a smirk.

"Haha, then it's only natural for others to take your dog's life to avenge your father!" Guan Wenzhong laughed heartily, then his eyes widened, his face turned red, and his tone was authoritative and angry, "Tell me, where did you learn this ghost cultivation technique, who learned it with you, and how many people have you murdered!"

Despite his fierce yet righteous demeanor, Cai Chengcai, under the mental shock, mumbled and confessed everything about the Yin Ghost Gate.

When he came to his senses, Cai Chengcai's face was deathly pale. What had he just said?!

"Li Qi, show me the information on Heiling County," Guan Wenzhong said, extending his hand.

Li Qi, the skinny guy next to the fat man, searched through the storage bag for a while and then handed a book to Guan Wenzhong.

Guan Wenzhong took the book, glanced at it a few times, and then sneered, "Well, it really has become a den of thieves!"

Guan Wenzhong immediately saw through the trickery in the data written in the book.

"Men, prepare the fast horses, let's head to Heiling County!" Guan Wenzhong grabbed Cai Chengcai, "You lead the way!"

"Lord Guan, what about the murderer from Bailian County? Aren't they going to catch him?" one of his subordinates asked doubtfully.

"What are you trying to catch!" Guan Wenzhong said irritably. "That kid is vindictive and skilled in illusion. If he can't do anything to me, how can he not do anything to you? Do you all want to become his victims?"

"I don't want to." The subordinate smiled awkwardly, a warm feeling rising in his heart.

Following Guan Wenzhong didn't guarantee a promotion, but it wasn't without its advantages. Guan Wenzhong was protective of his subordinates and always took the lead in everything. He was also generous in sharing the benefits with his subordinates, which made them feel at ease entrusting their backs to him.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Guan Wenzhong walked with a brisk pace. "Once we destroy the Yin Ghost Sect and eradicate the evil cultivators, we will have accomplished such a great feat. I refuse to believe that the higher-ups can hold us back!"

"Yes!"

Guan Wenzhong and his men immediately set off overnight for Heiling County.

The next day, Lin Le woke up in bed and saw Qing Li in her original form, sitting on the ground.

Lin Le didn't pay much attention. He found some paper and pen, wrote a line of words, folded it up, made a hand seal, and then pointed. The paper, folded into a paper crane, immediately flew up and slowly drifted towards a certain place.

Lin Le grabbed the red pupa on the roof beam and immediately picked it up.

With a light step, Lin Le flew out of the window and headed out of Heiling County.

Even during the day, the county magistrate's office was filled with a gloomy and eerie atmosphere, and the officials who walked around inside looked like the dead, their faces pale and emaciated.

Just then, a paper crane slowly flew into the government office and was caught by an old hand.

The owner of the hand glanced at the contents of the paper crane, his expression immediately changed drastically, and he floated towards the backyard like a ghost.

"Sect Master, something terrible has happened! The Young Sect Master has been captured!" an old man with a hunched back cried out.

Bang! A door opened by itself, releasing a gust of cool air, and a middle-aged man in official robes walked out with a gloomy expression:
"Who kidnapped Zhe'er?"

The person before me is Huai Zigui, the leader of the Yin Gui Sect.

"I don't know." The old man handed him the paper. "That man demanded a thousand spirit stones as ransom before he would release the young sect master."

Huai Zigui glanced at the contents of the letter and immediately snorted coldly, "What audacity!"

"Sect Master, what should we do?" the old man asked cautiously.

"What can we do!" Huai Zigui swept his robes. "We'll just have to clean up this spendthrift son's mess!"

Because Huai Zigui practiced the Ghost Path, he had long lost his fertility, so he only had Huai Zhexian as his legitimate son.

As his only child, Huai Zigui knew Huai Zhexian's nature all too well. He guessed that Huai Zhexian had acted impulsively and offended someone he shouldn't have.

“I’ll go take a look first,” Huai Zigui said. “You go and prepare the spirit stones. Once they’re ready, wait at the city gate and follow my instructions.”

"Yes." The old man withdrew.

With a single step, a gray cloud materialized beneath Huai Zigui's feet, carrying him towards the outskirts of the city.

Before long, he saw a conspicuous red ribbon.

Lin Le, who was standing next to Hong Ling, also saw Huai Zi Gui.

Looking at the dark clouds beneath Huai Zigui's feet, Lin Le couldn't help but frown. They could actually fly; this made things even more troublesome.

Huai Zigui landed and looked Lin Le up and down. A hint of greed rose in his eyes. Such rich yang energy, could it be a yang spiritual root?!

Huai Zigui understood why Huai Zhexian was so impulsive. For them, who cultivated ghosts, this was like a precious elixir that they could take often.

If nurtured well, even if one ascends to the Jade Capital, there is still a sliver of hope of becoming a Golden Core True Person.

Capture him alive!
Huai Zigui had the same thought as Huai Zhexian.

"So you're Huai Zigui, the leader of the Yin Gui Sect?" Lin Le asked after sizing up Huai Zigui.

Huai Zigui nodded: "It is me. Release my son immediately, and I may spare your life."

Lin Le remained silent for the moment, but simply loosened the Hun Tian Ling, revealing Huai Zhe Xian inside.

Looking at Huai Zhexian, whose arm had been sliced ​​to the bone, Huai Zigui couldn't help but show a hint of anger on his face:

"Let my son go!"

(End of this chapter)