Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

"Your Majesty, you may die in peace." Zhu Kang's taut skin bulged with laughter, and countless lines were etched on his smiling face, giving it a strange, manic quality.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Kang slowly moved forward, step by step...

The excited look in his eyes made it seem as if every step he took was a slow, agonizing death at Lin Ye's hands, and he was enjoying the joy of being the victor and the joy of becoming the number one disciple of the Immortal Sect.

He thought to himself, "In the end, this weed died in my hands."

He didn't die at the hands of the immortal prodigies, but at the hands of this unknown rogue cultivator.

Lin Ye, seated high above, could see Zhu Kang's every move clearly, yet there wasn't a trace of fear on his face.

However, it is not quite what Zhu Kang meant by accepting death peacefully.

Zhu Kang approached him step by step, and Lin Ye seemed to be letting him have his way, but the sharpness in his eyes, unique to an emperor, never disappeared.

This contradictory expression made Zhu Kang somewhat suspicious.

If he had never dealt with Lin Ye before, he might have rushed up and pierced Lin Ye's heart with a vine.

But putting aside all that has happened before, just look at the battle against Zhou Wanwan just now. Lin Ye swayed the course of the battle with just a few words.

It's more accurate to say that the two of them killed Zhou Wanwan rather than him.

Therefore, he really had to be cautious.

"Has the old gentleman changed his mind?" Lin Ye looked at Zhu Kang, who had stopped in his tracks, with a hint of a smile in his words, making Zhu Kang even more puzzled.

Zhu Kang narrowed his eyes slightly upon hearing this, "This old man was merely wondering what Your Majesty's intentions are."

As he spoke, he secretly used his spiritual power to scan the surroundings, but found no traps.

Lin Ye chuckled lightly, picked up the wine cup, and slowly poured himself a cup of wine. He then raised the cup to his lips but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he glanced at Zhu Kang with a cold and indifferent look before speaking, "Why should I need your ideas?"

Seeing this, Zhu Kang became even more uneasy.

He knew very well that Lin Ye was not one to bluff.

No matter how much he pondered, he couldn't figure out what Lin Ye was planning.

Zhu Kangren's thoughts wandered for a moment, and finally he thought to himself: In that case, he would first use the vine to probe the situation.

After thinking it over, Zhu Kang swept away all his worries and stared intently at the forest not far away, the vine in his palm already poised to strike.

However, Lin Ye just smiled rather amusedly, and then began to slowly drink his wine without even giving Zhu Kang a glance.

Zhu Kang was surprised that Lin Ye would disregard him so much at this moment, so he immediately activated his spiritual power and waved the green vine towards Lin Ye.

But at that moment, Zhu Kang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.

The green vine in his hand quickly dissipated along with the pain, and he looked down.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

A clenched fist suddenly pierced through his body.

Only now did Zhu Kang truly understand the meaning behind Lin Ye's words.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

He wanted to see who this person was who could launch a sneak attack on him without him even realizing it.

Having thought it through, Zhu Kang immediately forced himself to pull away despite the pain.

Then, a brilliant idea struck him, and he landed in a spot where no one was looking at him from behind.

Looking closer, I saw Ji Lin.

Zhu Kang exclaimed in surprise. He guessed it was Gong Wuchen or anyone else, but he never expected it to be Ji Lin.

"Why did you..." Zhu Kang clutched his abdomen, his voice filled with extreme anger, but his unsteady breathing made him appear somewhat weak.

However, he abandoned his intention to ask questions halfway through the conversation.

Ji Lin's expression at that moment spoke volumes.

Zhu Kang stared straight at the other person. His face was still the same, but his eyebrows suddenly rose, and a faint red tinge appeared at the corners of his eyes. His weakness disappeared, and a hint of bewitching charm seeped into his chilling killing intent.

At this moment, the other person's lips curled slightly, as if mocking him.

Clearly, Ji Lin's previous subservient behavior in front of him was all an act.

Can......

"Your cultivation level is actually at the seventh level of Qi Refining." Zhu Kang's eyes darted around. How could he not figure out the reason for the difference between the fourth and seventh levels of Qi Refining?

This kid must have used elixirs and spirit stones to replenish his spiritual energy and returned to his original Qi Refining Level 7 cultivation.

It's laughable that he actually trusted this kid.

Ji Lin did not answer, but instead took out a handkerchief from his pocket and slowly wiped his bleeding fingers.

While wiping, he kept clicking his tongue in disgust.

Zhu Kang, who was standing to the side, had no patience to wait. He glanced thoughtfully between Lin Ye and Ji Lin, and said, "It seems you two had already conspired together."

"Ke Jilin, do you really think Lin Ye will obediently accept his death?"

At this point, Zhu Kang seemed a little agitated, and with a "poof," he spat out a mouthful of blood.

But at this moment, he only wanted to finish what he had to say, and with his bloodied mouth open, he continued, "Ji Lin, why don't I lend you a hand?"

"How could the old gentleman have become so... utterly foolish?" Lin Ye chuckled slowly upon hearing this, gently setting down his wine cup before speaking.

Zhu Kang's gaze followed the words to Lin Ye, who then continued, "The relationship between you two is one of life and death."

Lin Ye had already figured it out when Ji Lin gave him the poison pill—how could someone who possessed such a pill be willing to do the work for someone else?

Therefore, if Zhu Kang wanted to kill him, he had no need to lift a finger.

"Your Majesty is absolutely right." Ji Lin tossed aside the blood-stained handkerchief, his eyes filled with mockery as he looked at Zhu Kang.

Those who used to fawn over him were now treating him with such disdain, which infuriated Zhu Kang.

While using the Green Wood Technique to heal his abdominal wound, he once again gathered spiritual power in his palm.

In just a moment, hundreds of green vines sprouted from his palm.

Then he fiercely flicked his sleeve, and all the green vines instantly surged towards Ji Lin.

Ji Lin raised his eyes slightly, and saw him grab at the air, and a bamboo flute appeared in his hand.

When the first vine attacked him, he dodged it with a leap.

When a swarm of vines attacked him, he began to play his flute.

As for the flute music, it sounded extremely unpleasant to the ears of someone in the woods.

But Lin Ye didn't hear much, because after that, the flute music turned into a thousand blades, and Zhu Kang controlled the attacking vines to turn into starlight.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Kang was stunned for a moment.

He never expected that his attack would be neutralized by Ji Lin so quickly.

However, Ji Lin didn't care what Zhu Kang was thinking at this moment. He turned the bamboo flute in his hand twice, and then casually made a swipe. Several silver-glowing sound blades flew towards Zhu Kang with endless killing intent.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Kang immediately dodged to the left.

Even though he dodged quickly, he still got a severe cut on his arm.

Zhu Kang couldn't help but hiss.

"Ji, Lin!!" He enunciated each word clearly, his teeth grinding together as if each syllable he uttered was tearing a piece of Ji Lin's flesh.