Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 84 Standing Alone

"laugh."

Yu Qing remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a low laugh.

He didn't sense the trouble Aunt Xin had mentioned from this young man; he only noticed that the man wasn't very bright.

Even if you have high cultivation, it's all for nothing if you're not smart.

Moreover, the other party's cultivation level is not yet exceptionally high.

Even if Lin Shu were to surrender voluntarily, he would have to consider whether this person would ruin his plans.

"No wonder you're with her; you've finally managed to get together."

Yu Qing sighed softly, stood up leisurely, stepped across the floor tiles with a hint of disdain, and quickly left the inn.

The disciples also hurriedly got up and followed, while casting strange glances at Lin Shu.

They simply cannot understand why they would not seize a better opportunity.

"Walk."

Chen Xiangzhu also turned around.

Yan Jin hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "I want to catch up with an old friend. I'll come to see Master later."

She had been trapped in Blackwater City for ten years, and now that she had escaped, her relationship with her master was not very close.

The fact that the other party was willing to help her establish her foundation is already an act of great kindness.

Saying this will inevitably invite dislike and further chill the already fragile master-disciple relationship.

"Whatever you want."

Chen Xiangzhu glanced at her, then led her disciples away.

The once bustling inn quickly became deserted.

Are you really sure about your decision?

Deacon Luo watched this scene thoughtfully, as if he was pondering something.

Now that the two immortal descendants have gone far away, this kid has no chance to back out.

He pulled out his notebook again, a flash of inspiration igniting in his pen: "Once I put this pen to paper, it can't be changed."

The deacon was looking at Yu Sheng.

Only those of celestial lineage are qualified to make this decision.

If anything unexpected happens, only Yu Sheng can shoulder this responsibility.

"don't want."

The little guy ignored the butler.

She gripped Lin Shu's clothes tightly, feeling both joy and worry.

The delight was that, despite her current state, the young man still stood steadily beside her without the slightest hesitation.

But that's precisely why Yu Sheng shook her head even more firmly.

She couldn't let Lin Shu take risks just for the sake of inheriting spiritual light; the other party could have better options.

Even though it was somewhat embarrassing, Yu Sheng planned to ask the descendant of the immortals in the Chen family for help again.

The brat who once patted his chest and boasted about how prestigious the Yu family was has now learned to let go of these non-existent illusions.

The Yu family's identity was the last thing she could contribute to Lin Shu.

"Please agree, Master."

Lin Shu did not explain.

A seasoned veteran like him could easily see through the thoughts of the two immortal descendants.

Even if I agree, if danger comes my way, I will inevitably be the one pushed out first.

To achieve fewer accomplishments while doing more dangerous things.

What else could this be but a great injustice?

Moreover, compared to that group of cultivators who were clearly raised in a greenhouse, he had more faith in the Ink Dragon Sword Bracelet in his storage bag.

Yu Sheng bit her lip, and finally, with a slight tremor in her voice, whispered to the butler with her back to him, "You write it."

"Alright, the details and specific location of the thirty-seventh beacon tower outside the city are all in this jade slip."

Deacon Luo flicked his sleeve and tossed out a jade slip.

He picked up his pen again and casually asked, "What kind of magic do you specialize in? I need to take notes."

As if worried about causing a misunderstanding, Deacon Luo added, "It's too dangerous for someone to guard the place alone. If there's an opportunity, I can ask other immortals if you can join them."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shu glanced sideways at the steward.

He then raised his palm, and black mist gradually rose, with white bone phantoms appearing between his five fingers.

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"Even at the first level of Qi Refining, it's not a mountain god's technique, but rather leans towards soul illusion?"

Deacon Luo paused for a moment, then realized what was happening when he saw Yu Sheng.

If a disciple's cultivation level is higher than that of their master, they will most likely only be able to search for relics from various places. Although they are called disciples of the immortal sect, they are more like rogue cultivators.

As for the methods of Foundation Establishment, unless one becomes a disciple of another immortal descendant, no one will be willing to teach them.

Although this immortal technique is weak, it has clearly been practiced for many years and has reached a state of perfection.

"Sigh, you've had it tough."

He hunched over, a hint of emotion in his voice: "Okay, I understand."

"It's still early. If you set off at dusk, you'll arrive before nightfall. As for the inn, the cook and servants will arrive shortly afterward. They have their own lodgings, so there's no need for you to worry about them."

After Deacon Luo finished speaking, he concealed the strange look in his eyes.

He packed up his notebook and brush, and left the inn with a hunched back.

There were no outsiders present at this moment.

Yu Sheng plopped down on the ground, staring sullenly at the floor tiles.

"Brother Lin Dao, what a coincidence."

Yan Jin walked slowly closer. Among the more than one hundred earthen cities in Yongzhou Pass, the fact that the two of them could still meet was truly a matter of fate.

She sat down at the table and, without much preamble, said directly, just as she had in Blackwater City, "I've said before that I want to do something for you, and now it seems like an opportunity."

From the dilapidated courtyard onwards, Yan Jin kept repeating that people could come to her if they needed anything.

But the young man never mentioned it.

This time, she felt she should be more proactive.

"Actually, there's no need for that."

Lin Shu nodded in response and reached out to take the Demon-Slaying Manual.

The Threadwolf had given him a bottle of Spirit Gathering Pills as a gift, and he had kept his promise to take the wolf out of Blackwater City, so there was no question of owing him anything.

To put it bluntly, if Yan Jin really disobeys his master's orders and accompanies him to guard the pass, then he can forget about ever gaining his master's attention again in this lifetime.

"Yongzhou Pass is more dangerous than we thought."

Yan Jin arrived here a few days in advance and had already learned quite a bit: "It seems that young immortal descendants almost always bring dozens of disciples with them, and within a month at most, more than half of them will be lost."

Only with sufficient experience can this damage gradually decrease.

Those who survive to the end are almost all shrewd and resourceful individuals with formidable skills.

Although it's called a trial, it's actually a competition between cultivators from two countries for cultivation resources, and there's no question of fairness.

If a cultivator who has just arrived at Yongzhou Pass is unlucky, he may encounter such a powerful figure on his very first night.

"There are still demons." Yan Jin looked at the demon-slaying book, a deep sense of dread on his face.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the demon general was instantly killed under the Mountain God's Mirror today.

If its tracks had not been discovered beforehand, this monstrous creature could have easily slaughtered most of the creatures in its vicinity in a short period of time.

"Why is there only a name?"

Lin Shu slowly opened the booklet, and the first thing that caught her eye was two scarlet names.

Yuan Yuan, with a pure heart.

Just looking at the words on the page made Lin Shu's eyes feel dry and stinging.

Below these two great demon kings are the various demon lords.

He flipped through the pages faster, paying no attention to these things that he couldn't reach for the time being.

Finally, the names of many demon generals appeared in the booklet.

Those who become generals among demons are comparable to those who have reached the Core Formation stage.

Only here, aside from their names, is there a description of their methods and aura.

"A single clue can be worth a thousand merit points."

Lin Shu had not forgotten that she possessed a divine ability that allowed her to split her soul and remain indestructible.

He dared not consider fighting against a Core Formation Demon General for the time being, but if he had the opportunity to unleash his split soul and capture clues, that would also be a way to earn merit.

Who would complain about not having enough elixirs and magical artifacts?

"In my humble opinion, it's best not to provoke them." Yan Jin's suppressed worry finally surfaced.

Most cultivators who come to Yongzhou Pass are blinded by the promises made by the immortals and become extremely restless.

You need to be alive to earn achievements, but you also need to be alive to enjoy them.

Brother Lin was able to rescue us from Blackwater City, which means he is far superior to them in both character and strength.

That is why such outstanding individuals would all have a certain degree of arrogance in their hearts and would not be content with mediocrity like she was.

This arrogance is the most fatal thing in Yongzhou Pass.

Because this place is never short of geniuses, and each one is more extraordinary than the last!

"I see."

Lin Shu nodded slightly. She had seen too many new and interesting things today, but she still needed to be down-to-earth.

Now we finally have a direction.

As long as you earn enough merit points, you can obtain elixirs and magical artifacts. In addition, you can use the money earned from good deeds and bad deeds to deduce cultivation techniques and do your best to improve your cultivation level and methods.

Once you accumulate another 5,000 points, you will obtain the Azure Phoenix Jade Pendant and gain a corresponding status.

Only then will you be qualified to seek solutions to the troubles that have been troubling you.

"Go back quickly, lest your master misunderstand."

Lin Shu closed the booklet and put it away.

Seeing this, Yan Jin couldn't help but show a hint of helplessness on her face.

She even took the initiative to come closer, but was still politely rejected.

"Although Yongzhou Pass is dangerous, not everyone tries to pass it every day, so nothing is certain. I wish you good luck, fellow Daoist."

Yan Jin sighed, got up and left the inn.

"Is that necessarily true?"

Lin Shu quietly looked at the sky.

Suddenly, he recalled the unnecessary explanation given by the deacon earlier.

He withdrew his gaze and continued to peruse the Demon-Slaying Manual until he had memorized the information of some of the demon generals.

Evening soon arrived.

The young man put the book away and slowly stood up.

The cub sitting on the ground suddenly grabbed his ankle.

Yu Sheng didn't intend to stop him; she simply expressed her willingness to go along.

Seeing this, Lin Shu gently rubbed her temples and said with a hint of resentment, "It's really embarrassing to be your apprentice."

He bent down, picked up the little guy, and placed him on the table.

These words made Yu Sheng's face turn deathly pale instantly.

He adjusted his breathing and continued, "Of course, part of the reason lies with me."

As she spoke, Lin Shu reached out and pinched the cub's cheek, saying earnestly, "But we can't stay faceless forever. You need to stand up straight, understand?"

"What... what should I do?" Yu Sheng's face was being pinched, and she stared wide-eyed, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"————"

Lin Shusong released his hand, a hint of roguishness appearing on his handsome face.

What kind of bullshit immortal sect is this?

Now it seems that it has neither the air of a celestial being nor the spirit of chivalry, but is full of self-interest and entanglements.

It's just a slightly larger Blackwater gang.

All they did was fight, kill, and backstabbing.

If it were such a filthy place—

"Stay put and be a good master."

Lin Shushi started walking, his face showing less of the apprehension he felt about the unfamiliar environment, and more of the composure he had in familiar territory.

He strode out of the inn, leaving behind only a casual remark.

"Leave the rest to me."

Night had fallen.

Even an entire earthen city appears insignificant in the face of those majestic mountains and rivers.

The mottled pagoda, which is only ten feet tall, is even more difficult to see with the naked eye.

The distance between each pair of beacon towers is extremely far, roughly the limit that a cultivator at the branch level can perceive.

It is like a glowing lamp, and the monks are the lamp oil.

One after another, they illuminate this border region, stretching for thousands of miles.

If someone could cross the beacon tower, they could silently sneak into Yongzhou Pass, then go to those medicinal fields, mines, and markets, plunder them at will, and then calmly return along the same route.

Such incidents occur frequently.

The gatekeeper paid the price with his life, and his descendants would also have their merits deducted, leaving an impression of incompetence within the clan.

Therefore, when the dozen or so cultivators of the thirty-ninth beacon tower in Shihu City rose to their feet, somewhat weary, and prepared to hand over their duties...

They stared at the figure standing beneath the beacon tower, astonishment welling in their eyes: "What's going on? Why are you the only one here?"

"Rotating Jade Slip".

Lin Shu held out her hand and revealed what she was holding.

He also observed the people on the beacon tower.

There were a total of three Foundation Establishment stage cultivators and one Qi Refining stage cultivator.

The former was responsible for activating the beacon towers, while the latter patrolled the area on their own.

It's similar to guessing the basket yourself.

With only Yu Qing's thirty-odd brothers, he could be in charge of nine peaks and towers, so the pressure on him shouldn't be too great.

"Strange, has Deacon Luo taken the wrong medicine? Or have you offended him?"

One of the monks made a couple of comments, as if Lan didn't understand.

He looked at me again and added, "Never mind, it has nothing to do with me. As long as you have the jade slip, that's fine. But you have to be careful and don't doze off. There are several medicinal fields past here. If something happens, your master will suffer along with you."

"Thanks for reminding me."

Lin Shu nodded slightly, watching the group of cultivators disappear into the sky.

He stared at the tower, then stepped inside and went up the stone steps.

No wonder Gu Nan and Yan Jin were trapped in Blackwater City, yet they still instinctively looked down on rogue cultivators.

This approach is far from adequate.

Being able to fight isn't enough; you also need to be able to keep up with others.

Lin Shu sat down at the top of the tower, placing her palm on a translucent stone that looked like it was stained with blood.

As spiritual energy flowed into it, the entire beacon tower once again emitted a faint glow.

A radiant light emerged, floating like fireflies, and everything nearby gradually appeared in his mind.

Controlling the beacon tower is quite resistant to spiritual power, which is why it needs to be rotated every seven days.

"call."

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Lin Shu was not careless. In addition to the beacon tower, he also summoned his split soul to watch over half of the area for him.

After making preparations, he activated the Bird Guardian Technique and began to adjust his breathing.

Guarding the pass is a very tedious job.

Especially for those who come alone, there's not even anyone to talk to.

The only sounds around were the chirping of insects and birds.

Four days passed in that single sitting.

Night and day alternate.

Lin Shu had already earned twenty merit points before she had done anything.

According to Deacon Ruolu, a single Yajiangxin Pill is worth 100 merit points, equivalent to twenty years of arduous cultivation.

You can exchange a Yadan for twenty days of defense.

In other words.

Sitting here for one night is equivalent to a year of spiritual practice.

No wonder the cultivators risked their lives to follow the immortal descendants to Yongzhou Pass and fight to the death.

For the rest of us, sitting here alone might be boring.

But for Lin Shu, it was a rare opportunity to relax. In Blackwater City, there wasn't much time for him to rest.

But it's too quiet, and that doesn't feel right either.

He opened his eyes and looked around at the deathly silence.

Lin Shu didn't think she could have misjudged that steward, which was why she had deliberately concealed her methods earlier.

Of all the other brothers, he didn't ask, but he specifically chose to show concern for the most useless brother under the immortal descendant.

If he were truly such a good person, he wouldn't have focused solely on Yu Qing and overlooked Yu Sheng earlier.

Boom! Boom!

As if in response to his basketball skills, a sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out in the previously silent mountains.

Four sword energies swept in from different directions.

Aside from the difference in the amount of spiritual energy they contained, these sword energies were all pale yellow, clearly indicating that they came from the same source.

"The news is true, kill!"

"

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The Fiendish Wolf Lord, who had been itching to act, suddenly opened his eyes.

The abundant magical power surged into Lin Shu's body.

He sat cross-legged, his clothes billowing wildly with the translucent black flames, and the incantation he had prepared beforehand was released.

A crimson ball of light in mid-air replaced Lin Shu's eyes.

The Crimson Moon Eye technique was merely a method of Qi cultivation, but under the combined power of both, it still resonated with the attacking cultivator, causing the four sword energies to deviate slightly from their original paths.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The hillside cracked open one after another, and rocks rolled down.

"Ha, the Yu family has actually produced a disciple who specializes in cultivating the divine soul. How interesting."

The voice rang out again, and four figures appeared simultaneously.

The moment they appeared, a wolf howl arose out of nowhere, as if a crimson moon were flowing, and several invisible beams of light accurately attacked the group.

Lin Shu remained unmoved, quietly looking down.

The familiar, aggressive voice rang in my ears.

The Howling Moon Soul-Eroding Curse is already a seventh-grade immortal technique, and with his current cultivation level, its power is far greater than before.

However, they failed to kill or seriously injure any of the cultivators.

Instead, the Qingxin Maishen Talismans that had been activated in advance quickly shattered, with more than twenty shattering in total!

No monk would prepare so many identical talismans for no reason.

"My magic talisman!"

The group of people were slightly suspended in mid-air, sweat beading on their foreheads and their faces contorted in pain.

They clearly missed the basket; despite being prepared, they almost had an accident.

"That old thief, wasn't he supposed to be just a rogue cultivator?"

"Stop making a fuss. Take advantage of his recovery and make your move quickly."

The four were all at the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, but the leader's sword aura earlier contained a trace of jade-like radiance.

Mid-grade internal method, Jade Liquid Branch Base.

Lin Shu's cultivation level was clearly higher than his opponent's, yet he vaguely felt suppressed.

They watched as the four men soared into the air and charged towards them.

Dozens of sword energies faintly formed an array, their raging killing intent enveloping the beacon tower.

It is clearly some kind of combined attack immortal technique.

Despite the increasingly overwhelming power overhead, Lin Shu's expression remained largely unchanged.

He gained a general understanding of the methods used by the monks in this area.

There was no need to use anything else; this sword formation alone, under the control of that mid-stage Jade Liquid cultivator, was already enough to give him a hard time.

It doesn't matter if you don't have enough strength; as long as you have enough ill-gotten gains, you can make up for it quickly.

He flicked his fingers slightly.

The fragments of the soul that had been released earlier rushed back.

Though the soul is formless, the sword's light is sharp.

Buzz!

The swordsman, his face stained with blood amidst the black mist, arrived in an instant.

The four cultivators from the Great Shun Dynasty were still grinning as they stared at the figure on the beacon tower, pouring their spiritual power into their sword formation, preparing to swiftly and decisively kill their opponent.

The next moment, as the sword swept past, before their expressions could even change, their entire bodies were smashed to pieces.

Faced with a superior magical artifact that is almost a magic treasure, Xunjing Digong really has little room to maneuver.

Before the blood mist had dissipated, the sword judge had already transformed into the form of the bracelet and returned to Lin Shu's palm.

The Ink Dragon Sword Bracelet cannot be used lightly because there is a risk of leaving traces.

After all, if a cultivator at the late stage of the Spirit Liquid Foundation stage were to act too conspicuously, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.

However, if someone colludes with cultivators from enemy countries, attempting to seize the spiritual herbs in the medicinal fields and then divide them up afterwards.

That person probably didn't have the guts to investigate thoroughly, or was even too guilty to speak up.

No wonder they agreed so easily to let someone come and guard the pass.

The immortal descendants were weak, with only one younger brother.

When this brother lost his life, the immortal descendant took responsibility and was naturally expelled from Yongzhou Pass.

Lin Shu took out the life plate and inhaled four streams of life blood.

The old hunchback's lament about his miserable life was genuine, but his deliberate attempt to pinch the rope at the finest points was also true.

[Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, while those who repair bridges and roads leave no trace; killing a mere mortal earns a reward of three strings of cash.]

[Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, bridge repairers and road menders leave no remains, killing a mere mortal earns six strings of cash.]

Four consecutive notifications appeared.

Three sets of three strings of cash, and one set of six strings of cash.

Lin Shu's previous basketball technique was correct; as long as his cultivation level increases, making money will only become easier.

Life and death are determined by Heaven; life is snatched from the hands of Yama, the King of Hell. Saving a mortal child is rewarded with two strings of cash for good deeds.

Life and death are determined by Heaven; life is snatched from the hands of Yama, the King of Hell. Saving a mortal child is rewarded with one string of cash for good deeds.

He had just put away the fifteen strings of tainted money when more than ten notifications appeared before his eyes.

Besides saving two Foundation Establishment cultivators, they also saved more than a dozen Qi Refining stage cultivators, each worth about a hundred coins.

This is probably what these people will do after infiltrating the medicinal herb field.

He pocketed a total of fifteen strings of ill-gotten gains, including four and a half strings of good deeds.

Thanks.

Lin Shu put away the horoscope, a cold glint in her eyes.

Knowing he was short of money, the deacon immediately prepared a generous gift.

When I find the opportunity, I will definitely repay them properly.

He flicked his sleeve, and black mist billowed out. His skeletal hands swiftly dragged the remains of the corpses from the ground into the earth until they vanished completely.

The four of them carried only one storage bag, and apart from a few talismans, they had nothing else, not even an object to prove their identity.

It's estimated that this bag was originally intended for storing elixirs and collecting corpses.

There are only three days left to defend the pass.

Lin Shu composed herself and took out the tarnished bronze ring from her storage bag.

Now that I have enough ill-gotten gains and am much more financially secure, I can finally see what kind of magical power this golden light is.