Immortal Rebel: The Obstacles!

Meanwhile, with Situ Nan's full assistance, Wang Lin managed to successfully establish his foundation, and Wang Hao also extracted the toxins and entrusted someone to deliver them to him.

After asking for leave from his sect, Wang Lin left Hengyue Sect without looking back, carrying the medicine bottle with him.

After descending the mountain, Wang Lin did not linger. With a swift movement, his Foundation Establishment cultivation erupted, propelling him into the air and transforming him into a long rainbow that disappeared into the horizon.

Flying in mid-air, Wang Lin used his divine sense to look inward and discovered a halo in his dantian that looked like a flower petal. This was the foundation of a cultivator's cultivation, the mark of the Foundation Establishment stage.

"What a stroke of luck! I was just a hair's breadth away from failing to establish my foundation!" Wang Lin muttered to himself. Such a reckless move made even the usually cautious Wang Lin feel a little scared. Looking back now, it was still extremely dangerous. One wrong move and he would have failed to establish his foundation and damaged his cultivation.

"Damn it! What a load of crap! If I hadn't expended a lot of Nascent Soul essence, with your extremely poor talent, even with the help of four Foundation Establishment Pills, you would never have been able to successfully establish your foundation!" Situ Nan cursed.

"Yes! Yes! Thanks to Senior Situ's great help, I will definitely repay you when I reach the Nascent Soul stage!" Wang Lin smiled and said with a hint of flattery in his words in response to Situ Nan's complaints.

"Hmph, that's more like it." Situ Nan snorted lightly, clearly enjoying Wang Lin's flattery.

"Kid, I need to rest for a while. Don't call me unless it's something important," Situ Nan said weakly. He had used up too much of his Nascent Soul essence to help Wang Lin establish his foundation, which meant he had to rest for a while.

"good!"

Soon, Wang Lin saw his hometown in the distance. His longing for his parents gradually welled up in his heart. The mountain village was still the same as before, without much change. Only his own family's courtyard had changed from a small tile-roofed house to a three-sided courtyard.

Wang Lin stood at the village entrance, looking at his courtyard. He felt a mix of emotions. Five years had passed in a flash, and the past events were still vivid in his mind. He took a deep breath and, with a sense of trepidation as he approached his hometown, slowly walked towards the courtyard.

Before even entering the house, Wang Lin heard a familiar voice coming from inside, still chattering away.

Wang Lin scanned the scene with his divine sense and immediately smiled. The scene inside was his father lecturing Xiao Liu, who was his childhood playmate in the village and often pestered Wang Lin to let his father teach him carpentry.

He pushed open the door, looked at the aged figure in the courtyard, and said softly, "Father, Tiezhu is back!"

His back trembled, and the carpenter's tools in his hand fell to the ground. He turned around, and tears immediately welled up in his eyes. Seeing this, Wang Lin immediately stepped forward and hugged his father.

"Father, Tiezhu is unfilial; he hasn't come back to visit you two for five years!"

Tie Zhu's father called out in a trembling voice, "Wife, Tie Zhu is back!"

Then an old woman with a frail face came out of the inner room, stared blankly at Wang Lin, and tears streamed down her face.

On this day, Wang Lin and his family talked about their experiences over the past five years. Faced with the questions from his parents, Wang Lin answered fluently without revealing a single flaw.

Wang Lin's parents also told him about the changes in their family over the past five years. With the help of his fourth uncle, the family was doing very well.

Faced with his parents' pressure to get married, Wang Lin could only give a wry smile and say reassuringly, "Dad, Mom, don't worry, in a few years, your son will definitely bring you back a fairy-like wife."

Only after receiving Wang Lin's promise did Wang Lin's parents feel at ease.

That evening, Wang Lin handed the centipede's venom to his father. After receiving it, his father's eyes reddened slightly, and his rough hands patted Wang Lin's back repeatedly, saying, "My child has grown up, grown up..."

After a sleepless night, Wang Lin stayed at home for a week before bidding farewell to his parents with reluctance. In a flash, he transformed into a long rainbow and sped away into the distance.

……

"Situ, are you sure Sun Dazhu fled in this direction?" Wang Lin asked anxiously, standing on his flying sword.

"Don't worry! My little magic won't be wrong. Sun Dazhu is right in the direction you're heading. His character of not leaving any future troubles is somewhat reminiscent of my old self," Situ Nan said admiringly.

Wang Lin's leave of absence was not only to visit relatives, but also to kill Sun Dazhu, a potential threat.

Furthermore, the "Yellow Spring Ascension Technique" that Situ Nan taught him was not suitable for cultivation in the Hengyue Sect. He had to find an extremely yin place to cultivate it in order to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Under the influence of three major factors, he resolutely left the Hengyue School.

During his cultivation at the Hengyue Sect, Wang Lin discovered that Sun Dazhu had secretly escaped. Given Wang Lin's personality, he would not let this potential threat go unpunished. His eyes flashed with a cold light, and he quickly sped off into the distance.

Coincidentally, Wang Lin's journey was heading directly towards Tianshui City.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye. Wang Lin scanned the area with his divine sense and found his childhood friend Zhang Hu deep in the official road. He discovered that Zhang Hu was being controlled by the sixth disciple of the Old Man of Jimo.

The sixth disciple was only at the fifteenth level of Qi Condensation, which was easily dealt with by Wang Lin, who was at the Foundation Establishment stage. He also obtained a strange sword sheath and a flying sword from the sixth disciple.

After Zhang Hu dealt with the mortals, the two exchanged pleasantries and briefly recounted their experiences over the past few years, both sighing with emotion.

"Zhang Hu, I wonder if you've seen Sun Dazhu during this time?" Wang Lin asked casually.

"Sun Dazhu? Your master? I saw him in Tengjia City a few days ago, working as a servant for the Teng family. Is there something wrong?" Zhang Hu slapped his forehead and said slowly.

"It's nothing, just a casual question," Wang Lin said nonchalantly.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment and said, "Tell me about that old man from Jimo, so we can take precautions in advance."

Zhang Hu then explained to Wang Lin that the old man from Jimo was a rogue cultivator in the Core Formation stage who was extremely protective of his own. Now that Bai Zhan had died, he would definitely investigate the matter thoroughly.

"Why don't we go to Tengjia City to hide? I'm sure with Elder Jimo's cultivation level, he wouldn't dare to act arrogantly in Tengjia City. As long as we have enough spirit stones, we can cultivate in Tengjia City for a year or two."

Zhang Hu stroked his chin and then explained to Wang Lin the benefits of living in Tengjiacheng.

"Tengjiacheng? Good! Let's go to Tengjiacheng!" Wang Lin said, enunciating each word clearly, a barely perceptible glint of cold light flashing in his eyes.

……

After entering Tengjia City, Wang Lin and Zhang Hu parted ways. Zhang Hu went to sell the 500-year-old ginseng, while Wang Lin used the blood refining method taught by Situ Nan to forge a flying sword in the inn.

Three days later, Wang Lin spent 10 mid-grade spirit stones at a stall to buy a book called "Research Insights on Basic Formations", but on his way back to the inn, he noticed something was wrong!

A young man of about twenty-five or twenty-six stood at the entrance of the inn. He had bright eyes and sharp eyebrows, and was dressed in white clothes as white as snow. On the cuff of his clothes, there was an embroidered black vine. This man was Teng Li!

Standing beside him was a burly man with a pockmarked face. This man was none other than Chen Zhong, the eldest disciple of the Ji Mo Elder. His late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation suddenly erupted as he shouted.

"A life for a life! Give me back my junior brother Bai Zhan's life!"

Seeing this, Wang Lin no longer cared about concealing his cultivation level and unleashed his Foundation Establishment cultivation! With a swift movement, he sped out of the city like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the outskirts of Tengjia City. Just then, they saw Sun Dazhu hiding in the shadows. Wang Lin sneered, used his gravity technique to easily take care of him, and then sped away without looking back.

Suddenly, a gigantic flying sword, almost solidified, materialized in the air, carrying overwhelming killing intent. In that instant, the sky and earth changed color, and countless purple lightning balls instantly condensed on both sides of the flying sword, slashing directly towards Wang Lin.

"Damn, this is a Nascent Soul level magic weapon! Wang Lin, focus your mind, I'll teleport you!"

"Damn it! I'll fight!" Situ Nan roared.