Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 85 Golden Lion Body Tempering

boom!

Bad money, as always, poured into the mottled bronze ring.

The golden light shone even brighter during this time.

Lin Shu paused slightly and suddenly slowed down her movements.

Still no response?

Even the previous Foundation Establishment Ninth Grade Howling Moon Soul Erosion Curse only cost one string of cash.

What exactly did Lao Yang and Jin Gui send him?

A hint of heartache welled up in Lin Shu's eyes.

He originally planned to first examine the specific effects of this immortal technique, and then use the remaining ill-gotten gains to help his Soul-Eating Curse, which was already at the seventh rank, break through to the middle rank.

We've already spent a lot of money, we can't just give up halfway.

He took a deep breath, and the surrounding black coins rose up one after another, transforming into black light that directly enveloped the copper ring.

Until the ten strings of illicit money were exhausted, two notifications appeared in succession.

[By consuming ten strings of cash from evil sources, one can begin to become an wicked immortal.]

[Foundation Building Stage 4: Golden Lion Hundred Bones Technique: Beginner]

"A mid-grade immortal technique?"

Lin Shu's pupils contracted slightly. He was not only at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, but also at the fourth-grade level, just one step away from the high-grade level!

A picture suddenly unfolded in my mind.

But before he could take a closer look, a tearing pain swept over his entire body.

Just a moment ago, Lin Shu was still sitting calmly atop the beacon tower, effortlessly annihilating four mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators with a flick of his finger.

Within a few breaths, he was lying on it, curled up in spasms.

The images in my mind unfolded in full.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the waterfall cascades down from the clouds, surging and rushing like a great river, seemingly possessing immense power.

A colossal creature, four or five zhang long and two zhang tall at the shoulders, traversed the mountains and rivers. It was majestic in appearance, with a thick mane that shimmered with a golden sheen.

The golden lion strolled down to the base of the waterfall.

It let the giant waterfall wash over its body, and then with all its might, it crashed into the mountain!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth shook and mountains trembled, and the continuous rivers and forests shuddered.

The lion's skin was torn and its bones were broken, yet golden light emerged, helping it to rebuild its body.

The repeated hammering and forging gave his entire body a golden luster, making him as indestructible as refined steel.

Until the final collision.

The entire mountain forest collapsed!

[Foundation Building Stage 4. Golden Lion Hundred Bones Technique: Minor Success]

Lin Shu opened her eyes, somewhat bewildered.

The previous fifteen strings of ill-gotten gains, along with the one string he had saved to save his life, had all vanished without him noticing.

He shook his head, trying to regain his senses, and braced himself on the ground with his palms, intending to sit up first.

Click—click—click!

Suddenly, fine cracks appeared on the weathered surface of the beacon tower.

The entire tower trembled violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"hiss!"

Lin Shu quickly withdrew her hand.

Only now did he notice the golden sheen that had not yet completely faded from his skin.

He quickly closed his eyes and focused his inner vision.

His entire body, like the lion in the painting, shone with a golden and jade-like luster.

Ten strings of evil coins are needed to manifest their true nature, while six strings of evil coins are just enough to take one from beginner to minor mastery.

His cultivation level has not improved at all.

Because all that ill-gotten money was spent on this physique!

Qi and blood are like a furnace, and strength is like a rushing river.

The once thin and frail body beneath the clothes has undergone a transformation at this moment.

The muscles became firm, the contours gradually became clear, and there was no excess fat. It looked as if it had been carefully sculpted by a master craftsman, and the whole body looked strong and powerful.

"What happened! Are you alright?"

"I'm so hot————"

"Ah! My hands have gotten a little bigger!"

Lin Shu's mind was filled with Yu Sheng's panicked and helpless childish cries.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that the wisp of essence blood in his body had actually been tempered into him by this body tempering technique during the changes just now.

No wonder it only cost six strings of cash to allow a Foundation Establishment Rank 4 immortal technique to break through one level of proficiency.

Oh no, we can't force it out!

Lin Shu's eyes twitched twice.

He didn't actually intend to keep holding onto the chicks forever.

He was simply unfamiliar with the outside world and lacked sufficient means to protect himself. He originally planned to return the essence blood to the other party once the situation improved.

"I'm fine, but you seem to be having some issues."

Lin Shu cleared her throat and responded with her divine sense: "Never mind, let's talk about it when I get back."

He composed himself and focused his attention back on his body.

Lin Shu clenched her fists slightly, a strange look flashing across her face.

It's too ridiculous.

With just these two hands, he felt he could crush the cultivator in the mid-stage of the Jade Liquid Foundation Establishment stage—and also crush himself from before.

Of course, this does not mean that one can be stronger than before simply by relying on physical strength.

The Golden Lion Hundred Bones Technique at the Lesser Completion stage is equivalent to the Lesser Completion stage of a fourth-grade internal technique.

It's roughly equivalent to the mid-stage of Jade Liquid, maybe even a bit weaker.

You can crush someone, but you can't necessarily win. It sounds strange, but the reason is actually quite simple.

The most terrifying aspects of this immortal technique are twofold.

First, it enhances the physical body without requiring spiritual power to activate it; second, it does not cause any fluctuations in aura when it is used.

The former ensures that one is always in a state where one can unleash their full power at any time, without having to use hand seals to regulate spiritual energy.

The latter is equivalent to blinding the cultivator's spiritual senses and obscuring their "sight and hearing".

Lin Shu dared not imagine that if those sword energies had not attacked from afar, but had appeared close to his back, even the Ink Dragon Sword Bracelet might not have been able to save his life.

"It's too insidious; we must be on guard."

A hint of apprehension flashed across his eyes.

Indeed, it is not enough to just hone one's skills; one also needs a wealth of experience.

Only by seeing more can you gain the experience to guard against various tricks.

"However, this immortal technique doesn't seem to have the prefix 'half-life immortal'."

"That's the method of a wandering immortal."

"The immortal body, like the Azure Phoenix, has no soul and cannot come back to life."

Lin Shu raised her palm, looked at the lifelike golden lion statue, sighed, and put it away.

In any case, this is equivalent to a Dharma repository built during the Foundation Establishment stage.

There's no need to be too greedy.

Moreover, one can obtain a fourth-grade Foundation Establishment Immortal Technique for only ten strings of cash, saving at least several times the exorbitant amount of money compared to starting the deduction from scratch.

In the future, we should pay more attention to the aura of those high-level immortal descendants, and try to obtain some if possible.

"call."

He closed his eyes and began to familiarize himself with the surging power within his body.

In the inner vision, the golden jade body radiated a dazzling light.

Lin Shu pursed her lips, a sudden sense of vigilance rising in her heart.

For some reason, even though it was clearly his own body, he felt as if he were seeing some kind of treasure.

Instinctively, he didn't want others to see his bones.

That sense of vigilance even outweighed his worry about the Ink Dragon Sword Bracelet in the storage bag.

Lin Shu closed her eyes.

Silence fell again.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and night once again enveloped the mountains and rivers.

The sound of rustling footsteps came from behind the beacon tower.

"Huh, nothing happened?"

The same group of cultivators came to take their turn. They stood at the foot of the beacon tower with several Qi Refining cultivators, looked up at the slender figure above, and showed the jade slip in their palms.

"Did you encounter any trouble?"

"no."

Lin Shu stood up and also showed the jade slip.

"OK."

One of the Foundation Establishment cultivators smiled, but he didn't suggest that the other party bring more people next time.

It was clear that during the few days since returning to Shihu City, they had learned about the poor immortal descendant of the Yu family.

He didn't think the young man would survive much longer at Yongzhou Pass.

However, it is also undesirable for this person to die on their first shift, without even having tasted a single Immortal's Crimson Heart Pill; that would be a truly tragic death.

"You're in luck, go back and rest."

He was about to take off when his junior brother tugged at his sleeve and gestured for him to look at the beacon tower.

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The cultivator paused for a moment, then his expression turned slightly serious.

The tower was covered in cracks, clearly the result of a brutal battle.

The disciples of the Great Shun Dynasty are not fools; they would never come to attempt the challenge alone.

They usually travel in groups of three to five, which allows them to work seamlessly together without being too conspicuous and being discovered in advance.

Moreover, there must be a Foundation Establishment cultivator leading the way, and usually more than one.

"He's not exactly lucky," the junior brother said in a low voice.

They were clearly attacked as soon as they arrived to guard the pass.

However, the other party appeared too calm, and there wasn't even the slightest injury on their body, causing everyone to subconsciously overlook the strangeness of the tower.

In the time it takes to exchange a few words, the young man has already walked out of the tower and slowly disappeared from their sight.

"No wonder they dared to refuse the kindness of the Yu and Chen families; they are indeed extraordinary."

The Foundation Establishment cultivator shook his head and sighed.

If he hadn't followed the wrong master, this person's future would have been much smoother than ours.

The group banished their distracting thoughts, flew to the top of the tower, poured their spiritual power into the Blood Spirit Stone, and began a new round of guarding the pass.

Meanwhile, after escaping the sight of these monks...

Lin Shu's eyes flickered.

In an instant, his body shot out, leaping several meters into the air, the mountains and rivers beneath his feet as if they were flat ground.

Although he has not yet mastered the art of lightness, as long as he runs fast enough and jumps high enough, his movements are even faster than the streaks of light that cultivators transform into.

carefree!

What used to be a two-hour journey has now been reduced to a quarter of an hour, and the earthen city is already in sight.

Shihu City.

Normally, it would be nighttime and the city should be quiet.

But things are different now.

Today is my turn to be on duty.

Inside the inn.

Deacon Luo sat at the table, his gaze fixed on a certain spot, his thoughts drifting.

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A large crowd had gathered in front of him.

The most agitated of all was Yu Qing. He stepped forward, looking as if he was about to grab the steward by the collar and question him.

"What did you say? I lost eight disciples, and not only did I not receive any compensation, but you even dare to withhold the credit for those who died?!"

"Little Mountain God, please calm your anger."

Deacon Luo turned around listlessly: "You sent out a total of thirty-two disciples. Twenty-four of them completed the seven-day vigil, earning eight hundred and forty merit points. The remaining eight only lasted three days before dying and disappearing, earning one hundred and twenty merit points."

"A total of 960 points. Please double-check; it should be correct."

"But they're dead! Dead! And they even repelled the enemy and defended the beacon tower!" Yu Qing's face was flushed, his eyes showing no sadness, only anger at having too few merit points.

"But they didn't actually kill anyone."

Deacon Luo sighed and raised his voice slightly: "This is the rule of Yongzhou Pass. You brought them here, and these cultivators are doing things for you. The compensation should not be borne by Yongzhou Pass."

Upon hearing this, Yu Qing's breathing became even heavier.

Although he came from the Yu family, he was still too young to dare to defy the rules of Yongzhou Pass.

The young man suddenly turned around, his once handsome face now slightly distorted.

He roared at his two weak disciples, "You bunch of useless trash! Now that you've severely injured those people, why don't you dare chase after them?!"

The two disciples were pale and dazed.

They never imagined that their desperate defense of the beacon tower would be met with their master's furious reprimand upon their return.

"If you do this again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Yu Qing's heart was bleeding. The disciples he had painstakingly gathered had been reduced by more than 20% in the blink of an eye, which meant that his daily merits had been reduced by a large margin.

Now that I'm here, I want to send a message to my parents to gather another batch of supplies, but I don't know how much time that will take.

"Hey Luo, 960 points, exchange them for a single strand of inherited spiritual light, and this matter will be over." The young man abruptly waved his sleeve.

"Pfft."

Chen Xiangzhu couldn't help but laugh out loud, then quickly waved her hand: "I'll pay the missing forty points."

She truly hadn't expected that the renowned Yu family, the Mountain Gods, would send only such a few trinkets this time.

A deformed child who never grows up, a childish fool who habitually begs and acts like a scoundrel.

The cultivators who came from various prefectures in Yongzhou were already inexperienced, and could not compare to the seasoned veterans who had been navigating the border regions. Even if their cultivation levels were comparable, they were far inferior in a real battle.

These losses should have been considered beforehand.

"Hmph! Replace it with ten bottles of Crimson Heart Pills."

Yu Qing gritted his teeth, feeling somewhat embarrassed, but he did not refuse the forty points of merit.

For the same merit, the immortal descendants are calculated based on the total amount and are granted the inheritance of spiritual light. However, this merit is not consumed but can be used to exchange for the necessary items for cultivation for the disciples.

It's like being able to eat twice, with the disciple and master not interfering with each other.

Upon hearing this, the Qi Refining disciples' expressions changed slightly. The merits they had worked so hard to earn had been uniformly planned and distributed by their master.

The Crimson Heart Pills obtained in this exchange certainly won't end up in my own mouth; instead, they'll be used to help my Foundation Establishment fellow disciples break through their cultivation barriers.

But seeing their master's furious expression, no one dared to provoke them and could only grit their teeth and endure it.

Yu Qing sat back down, still angry. Suddenly, she noticed a small creature peeking out from behind a table in the distance, its eyes darting over timidly.

He scoffed, "Ha, what are you looking at? Do you expect me to bestow upon you a wisp of inherited spiritual light?"

Yu Sheng instinctively shrank back under the table, then remembered Lin Shu's reminder.

She hesitated for a moment, then popped her little head out again and whispered, "Your own inherited spiritual light was all obtained by begging from others."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Qing's face visibly turned ashen, his heart pounding rapidly. After a long while, he finally managed a sinister grin: "Those remaining forty points would have been enough for you to earn for a month—oh, no, perhaps your disciple is already dead. Even if you sit here for years, you'll still be dreaming!"

"No, he's already back!"

Yu Sheng braced herself on the table and suddenly jumped up: "You're the one who's dead! Your whole family is dead!"

Duh!

A pebble, seemingly out of nowhere, gently struck her on the forehead.

"Ouch."

Yu Sheng rubbed her forehead.

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Lin Shu slowly walked into the inn, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

I just got back and heard such unlucky things.

Has this little chick forgotten that she and Yu Qing are actually from the same family?

The sudden appearance of this figure clearly drew everyone's attention away from Yu Sheng's previous words.

Chen Xiangzhu glanced at it and her smile faded.

Yu Qing was even more furious.

He himself lost eight disciples, while this kid was lucky enough to go alone and return safely.

However, among the crowd...

Although the hunched-over Deacon Luo's expression remained unchanged, his previously somewhat unsettled thoughts now transformed into a cold glint in his pupils.

What puzzled him these past few days was why he hadn't received the Crimson Heart Flower yet.

I thought those people had changed their minds and were going to steal my share.

Seeing Lin Shu now, everything finally made sense.

"This is boring, let's go."

Yu Qing stood up, not even glancing at the young man, and prepared to leave.

Luck is something you can have once or twice, but not three times.

There will always be a day when I lose my life.

Lin Shu walked through the group of disciples without changing his expression, came to the steward, and then took out a golden plate and placed it on the table: "I would like to trouble you to do my divination."

The sound of the golden plate falling was very faint.

But this caused the people who were about to leave to suddenly stop in their tracks.

The next moment, they all turned around and looked back, surprise flashing in their eyes.

Yu Qing's loss this time has proven just how vast the gap is between the cultivators of Yongzhou and those on the border.

The disciples who just arrived have not been tempered enough and can only be manipulated by others.

But now, Lin Shu has actually taken out the destiny chart?

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Deacon Luo's face twitched as he carefully observed the young man's features.

No matter how I looked at it, I couldn't see anything unusual.

"Did you find anything?"

The hunchbacked old man adjusted his breathing to make himself appear more normal.

He reached out and brushed his palm across the golden plate.

Soon, life-giving blood began to seep out.

One strand — two strands —

Four dark red auras hovered in the air.

In the stillness, a faint smell of blood filled the inn.

Even though Deacon Luo had been mentally prepared, he was still taken aback when he actually saw this scene.

Several veins suddenly bulged on the back of his withered hand!