Film & TV: Public Enemy of Justice

Upon arriving at the lotus pond, Zilan was opening the stone valve to release water.

"What a stroke of luck!" Lin Yaoxie strode over to Zilan's side and patted her on the shoulder: "Are you changing the water in the lotus pond?"

"Yes, Master instructed me to take good care of it and not let anything go wrong." Zilan opened the stone valve, and the water in the pool slowly flowed down the mountain. Although it was wastewater from the lotus pond, it still nourished Wanlin.

Upon hearing the rushing water, Lin Yaoxie realized that he had nothing left to prepare the medicine. He searched his entire body and found only the half-eaten Forget-Soul Grass.

"This thing might be worth a try?" Lin Yaoxie searched his mind for the system.

"The Forget-Soul Grass can only be used on humans, not on a divine object like the Golden Lotus." The system responded to Lin Yaoxie's summons precisely on time, its mechanical voice echoing clearly in his mind.

"So you mean I have to spend money!" It's not that Lin Yaoxie is stingy, it's just that he earns little and spends a lot, so he can't help but feel the pinch.

"Alright, what do you have that I can use?" Left with no other choice, Lin Yaoxie had to compromise with the system.

The Heart-Clearing Pill is colorless and odorless, and can be used in large-scale water flow. It has a sweet taste and is edible, but it is especially deadly to a divine creature like the Golden Lotus.

"how much is it?"

"1000 Demon King Points." The mechanical voice was devoid of any emotion.

"Then let's change to this one." Lin Yaoxie was already used to it. Whenever he complained that the system's items were too expensive, he never got a response and could only end up buying more.

In an instant, a nearly transparent pill appeared in his hand, which Lin Yaoxie could hardly see. He held it tightly.

Just then, Zilan finished filling the water. The freshly changed water was full of spiritual energy, making the golden lotus appear even more vibrant, as if it were about to be born.

Lin Yaoxie stood to one side and secretly put the Qinxin Pill into the water. Because the pill was small, it fell straight in without causing a splash, and Zilan had no suspicion.

Lin Yaoxie clung to Zilan's shoulder and left the lotus pond together. As long as he didn't go near the lotus pond for the next two days, no one would suspect him, and Zilan could testify to his guilt. Wasn't that wonderful?

The next day, Lin Yaoxie woke up to a panicked scream. Although he knew what had happened, he quickly dressed and pretended to be in a panic as he ran out.

"What happened that you're in such a hurry?" Bai Qian stretched, looking nonchalant.

"Seventeen, the golden lotus in the lotus pond was once full of vitality, but now its veins and leaves are beginning to wither." Zi Lan was quite frightened, and Lin Yaoxie never expected it to happen so quickly.

"What?" Bai Qian ran quickly toward the lotus pond, with the others following closely behind.

Upon arriving at the lotus pond, I noticed that all the other lotus leaves were growing well, except for the golden lotus, which had withered.

Bai Qian stroked the tendrils and leaves; they were already withered and would crumble at the slightest pressure.

All the spiritual energy of the golden lotus was absorbed by the surrounding lotus leaves, leaving none behind.

"Check if there's anything wrong with this water!" Ling Yu took out his magic needles and examined it, but he still couldn't find anything.

"We can only report this to our master and see what he can do." Bai Qian touched the golden lotus with great sorrow. She had watched the golden lotus grow stronger day by day, but now her master had died while in seclusion. If it were an ordinary lotus leaf, it wouldn't matter, but this golden lotus was the focus of everyone's attention, even the Donghua Emperor of the Nine Heavens was concerned about it.

"What do you need to tell me?" A cold voice came from behind.

"Master!" Everyone was shocked and stepped back to let Mo Yuan step forward.

"Can you see anyone touching this golden lotus?" Mo Yuan looked up.

The group looked at each other, unable to think of anyone other than the disciples of Kunlun Ruins.

"It seems we'll have to make a trip to the Ninth Heaven. We can take advantage of Lingbao Tianzun's Dharma assembly to meet with Donghua Dijun and Tianjun to report the situation, and also let Xiao Shiba see the world!" Mo Yuan said softly.

"Thank you, Master!" Lin Yaoxie had been here for so long, but he had never had the chance to visit the Nine Heavens. Emperor Donghua was the person Lin Yaoxie admired the most. Unfortunately, Emperor Donghua was aloof and arrogant, and if there was no important business, Lin Yaoxie would hardly ever get to see him.

(Zhao Denuo)

After packing up, they followed Mo Yuan. Under Mo Yuan's guidance, they arrived at the Ninth Heaven in no time. With Lin Yaoxie's limited ability to fly, Mo Yuan would probably have finished dealing with the matter before Lin Yaoxie even arrived.

The Nine Heavens, commonly known as the Heavenly Palace, is the place where the gods of heaven hold court and the residence of the gods.

Amidst the clouds, beneath the dome, with swirling clouds and mist beneath one's feet, and palaces nestled among the clouds, the scene exudes an ethereal, otherworldly charm.

Mo Yuan, the God of War, was renowned throughout the world; everyone along the way recognized him and bowed respectfully to him.

"Today you do not yet know who I, Lin Yaoxie, am, but in the future I will be even more magnificent and renowned throughout the world, and I will hold the power of life and death over you all." Lin Yaoxie murmured to himself, and soon followed Mo Yuan to the entrance of Lingbao Tianzun's residence, where he saw the three of them just coming out of the inner room.

"I never expected that the High God Mo Yuan would personally attend the Dharma Assembly. It is truly an honor." Lingbao Tianzun was overjoyed to see Mo Yuan.

Chapter Sixteen: Cultivation Holy Land

Mo Yuan smiled and pointed to Lin Yaoxie beside him: "This is my eighteenth disciple, Lin Yaoxie. He was brought up the mountain by Zheyan to become his disciple."

Everyone nodded, and Mo Yuan then said to Lin Yaoxie, "These are the second and third princes of the Heavenly Emperor, and this is Lingbao Tianzun."

"Greetings, esteemed deities." Lin Yaoxie bowed.

“We’re discussing asking God Zheyan to help the Second Prince Sangji go to Qingqiu to propose marriage to Bai Qian. In your opinion, do you think God Zheyan will agree?” Lingbao Tianzun teased.

Lin Yaoxie was momentarily distracted. How could he be happy that so many people were eyeing his woman? His consciousness drifted away.

"Could it be that the immortal knows Bai Qian from Qingqiu?" The Third Prince, perhaps seeing through Lin Yaoxie's thoughts, asked bluntly.

"I don't know her, I don't know her!" Lin Yaoxie waved his hand and laughed awkwardly. How could he let Bai Qian's learning of martial arts in Kunlun Mountain be exposed? "I suppose God Zheyan doesn't like to meddle in other people's business."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the Dharma assembly began. Mo Yuan, who usually showed no interest in such matters, surprisingly spoke eloquently throughout the assembly. Those gods who disagreed stepped forward to debate, but all suffered a crushing defeat.

Everyone clapped and cheered.

Lin Yaoxie was perhaps tired of this kind of Dharma assembly. Although he had come to broaden his horizons, it was really boring. He tried to fall asleep several times, but he forced his eyelids open. In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore. Although all 100 people respected Mo Yuan and took this rare Dharma assembly very seriously, Lin Yaoxie couldn't sit still. He found an opportunity and slipped out.

The Heavenly Palace was vast, and this was Lin Yaoxie's first time here. He was completely disoriented. The long corridors stretched as far as the eye could see. He had always thought that there were countless fairies in the Nine Heavens, but now he hadn't seen a single one.

Lin Yaoxie was lying on a soft chair in the corridor, just about to fall asleep comfortably, when he saw a figure that was still in the distance but quickly appeared in front of him.

"Which deity are you?"

Lin Yaoxie slowly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a familiar face magnified in front of him.

"The Star Lord of Destiny?" Lin Yaoxie murmured to himself. "I am Lin Yaoxie, the eighteenth disciple of the God of War Mo Yuan. Today, my master came to attend the Dharma assembly of the Heavenly Venerable Lingbao and brought me along. This is my first time in the Heavenly Palace, and I thought I would like to come out and take a look."

"So it's Lin Yaoxie, a disciple of Mo Yuan! I've heard about him twice! But I never expected to see Mo Yuan attend the Dharma Assembly. I must go and see!" Si Ming Xingjun chuckled twice and walked away gracefully.

After Lin Yaoxie took a short rest, the sounds of the Dharma assembly not far away gradually subsided, and the gods also left one after another. Lin Yaoxie sprang up from the soft chair and rushed to the Lingbao Heavenly Venerable's residence.

Upon arrival, they encountered Emperor Donghua and Lord Siming conversing with Mo Yuan.

Lin Yaoxie quietly stood behind Mo Yuan and glanced at Donghua Dijun in front of him.

"We must wait until Emperor Donghua goes to the mortal realm for Feng Jiu before dealing with this person. I can't sense any true energy within him even though I'm right here, let alone figure out his strength." Lin Yaoxie stared at the ground in a daze. As soon as he came back to his senses and looked up, he saw that the three heavens were staring straight at him. Lin Yaoxie instantly felt guilty: "Could it be that what I just said was overheard?" His hands were covered in cold sweat.

"God Mo Yuan, your disciple is truly interesting!" Si Ming Xing Jun teased.

Lin Yaoxie loosened his grip, realizing he had been overthinking things. If his plan had been overheard, he would have ended up losing more than he gained and suffering a terrible fate.

Mo Yuan did not answer, but nodded in acknowledgment, and led Lin Yaoxie to a place shrouded in immortal energy, at the top of the clouds. As soon as they entered the place, Lin Yaoxie felt that it was extraordinary.

“This place is full of energy. You are the most talented among my Kunlun Ruins disciples. Since you have come to the Heavenly Palace, I will bring you here to cultivate. Your previous techniques will also be greatly improved.” Mo Yuan stood with his hands behind his back. As the wind blew, his kingly aura was fully displayed.

Lin Yaoxie understood perfectly well that the cultivation technique Mo Yuan mentioned must be the Xuan Gang Instant Concealment. This technique did not exist in Kunlun Ruins, but it was a demonic technique. Although the demonic race had been wiped out many years ago, Mo Yuan did not object to Lin Yaoxie cultivating this technique openly or secretly.

Lin Yaoxie quickly sat down cross-legged. How could he let such a good thing slip by? He knew that during the great war between the Demon Clan and the Celestial Clan, Shaowei had used this technique to kill countless Celestial Soldiers.

In an instant, Lin Yaoxie felt the surrounding spiritual energy constantly surging into his body. The powerful absorption force shocked Mo Yuan. In the past thousand years, only beings like the Father God could have such a powerful absorption force.

It should be known that the Father God is an even more terrifying existence than Donghua Dijun. The four ferocious beasts are manifestations of part of the Father God's power. Under the current circumstances, only Mo Yuan, Zhe Yan, Fox Emperor Bai Zhi, Donghua Dijun, and Ye Hua, who was killed by Lin Yaoxie before he was even born, can defeat those ferocious beasts.

Lin Yaoxie was unaware that his absorption power had become so strong. He only felt that his whole body was clear and his breath was clean and smooth.

With such powerful spiritual energy, it would be most suitable to cultivate the Demon Refining Sword Technique. But now that Mo Yuan is here, how can Lin Yaoxie reveal his identity so easily? He can only cultivate the Profound Steel Instant Concealment. How could he let go of such a good place for cultivation? Lin Yaoxie will definitely come back again.

By concentrating all his spiritual energy into the acupoint between his fingers, he felt a warm current flowing through his chest, which then spread throughout his body with the flow of blood. His true energy began to surge. Because of the injury he sustained in the library, his true energy was often in a state of flux. Even when he managed to gather it, it was only a thin layer.

Lin Yaoxie carefully sensed the true energy, guiding it into every cell. The spiritual energy he had just absorbed was also rapidly transformed into true energy within Lin Yaoxie's own body. It could be said that Lin Yaoxie's cultivation here was comparable to three times that in other places.

He silently recited the Xuan Gang Instant Concealment technique in his mind, made a prayer gesture with one hand, and a faint golden light emanated from his fingertips. Soon, Xuan Gang Instant Concealment reached the bottleneck of the advanced to the peak level.

"Congratulations, host. Your Xuan Gang Instant Concealment Technique has been upgraded from intermediate to advanced. To break through to the advanced level, you must be nourished by Qing Cang's heart blood." The system's mechanical voice blared in my head.

"Qing Cang's heart blood?" Lin Yaoxie's face turned ugly. How cautious was Qing Cang, and with his unparalleled skills, how could he possibly obtain his heart blood by himself? Even if he used the remaining half of the Forget-Soul Grass, it would be difficult to get close enough for him to take the Forget-Soul Grass.

Exactly!

After Mo Yuan got up, Lin Yaoxie followed Tengyun back to Kunlun Ruins. This trip had yielded quite a few gains. Originally, Lin Yaoxie's cloud-riding technique was far inferior to Mo Yuan's, but after this period of training, he was able to barely catch up with Mo Yuan. Because of this, Lin Yaoxie also used his own cloud-riding technique to return this time.

Before they even landed, all the disciples were standing below, waiting for the two to return, for reasons unknown.

Chapter Seventeen: The Great Battle is Imminent

"Master!" Everyone knelt down, but didn't say much, clearly not because of Mo Yuan.

As soon as Mo Yuan left, Lin Yaoxie was mysteriously surrounded by the crowd.

"Eighteen, you went to the Nine Heavens and learned a lot. Now you can almost catch up with your master in terms of cloud-riding. Tell me your secrets!" Bai Qian nudged Lin Yaoxie's shoulder, a playful smile playing on her lips.

Lin Yaoxie straightened up sullenly: "There is a cultivation place in the Nine Heavens where you can cultivate at three times the speed of ordinary places. My master took me there to cultivate, and the effect was very good."

"Master is really biased. He only thinks of Seventeen and Eighteen every time..." Zi Lan said indignantly. Everyone knew that Mo Yuan had always favored these two disciples the most over the years, so no one said much.

"However, Shi Ba truly possesses exceptional talent. Even with three times the cultivation speed, not everyone can achieve such accomplishments in such a short time." Ling Yu patted Lin Yaoxie's shoulder, feeling a sense of admiration for this genius with freakish cultivation speed.

"Although Master treats us well, we are the only two people here with pitiful backgrounds, so Master takes extra care of us. However, Master has never taken me to that divine cultivation ground in the Nine Heavens, but he is exceptionally kind to Eighteen." Bai Qian pouted. Although her talent is not as good as Lin Yaoxie's, it is still extremely high. If there really is such a place, Bai Qian would like to go and see it.

As the crowd dispersed, Lin Yaoxie pulled Bai Qian aside: "I still remember that place. How about I take you there to cultivate next time?"

"Is it really that good?" Bai Qian was skeptical. Although she had figured out the personalities of her fellow disciples over the past ten thousand years, she still couldn't see through Lin Yaoxie.

"Really!" Lin Yaoxie whispered in Bai Qian's ear, "I've been so good to you, when will you give yourself to me?" He smiled knowingly and left triumphantly.

Bai Qian was left standing there, so ashamed that she stomped her foot: "Lin Yaoxie...you...you shameless!"

Upon reaching the main hall, Lin Yaoxie peered inside. The Xuanyuan Sword was placed in the very center of the hall, supported by a sword rest. Even from afar, one could sense the spiritual energy of the Xuanyuan Sword. This Xuanyuan Sword was the divine weapon that Mo Yuan had used to conquer all directions over the years, and this undefeated legend was also inseparable from the Xuanyuan Sword.

Moving the gaze downwards, just beneath the Xuanyuan Sword, lies a sealed scroll of silk. It contains the Heavenly Army Formation that Mo Yuan laid out a thousand years ago; the Demon Clan suffered a crushing defeat because of this very scroll.

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"Now a great battle is about to begin. Xuan Nu's feelings for Li Jing are gone, but I am here. A fierce battle is destined to take place on the banks of the Ruoshui River. Tonight, I will steal the formation diagram right in front of your Xuanyuan Sword. Bai Qian owes me a debt of gratitude, and I will repay my long-standing debt of gratitude by going to Kunlun Ruins to advance my great cause!" Lin Yaoxie stared fiercely at the hall. Tragically, no one knew that the traitor was none other than Mo Yuan's most beloved disciple, the Eighteenth.

In the dead of night, everyone had quietly fallen asleep. Since outsiders could not come and go freely in Kunlun Ruins, no one was on night duty, and no one dared to cause trouble in Kunlun Ruins. This was the perfect opportunity for Lin Yaoxie to succeed.

"Evil spirit!" In the dead of night, Lin Yaoxie saw no one, but heard someone calling him, so he followed his senses and kept walking inside.

Before Lin Yaoxie could see clearly, a hand appeared in front of him, covered his mouth, and pulled him backward.

Lin Yaoxie only released his hand and made a shushing gesture when he could clearly see the figure.

"Mysterious Maiden?!" Lin Yaoxie was very surprised. He was supposed to be sleeping, but the great battle was scheduled for the day after tomorrow. The presence of the Mysterious Maiden could not be a good thing.

"Yes, it's me. Why are you running away too? My mother wants me to go back. I think it's best to go back two days before the big battle so as not to cause you any trouble." Xuan Nu asked, puzzled.

Hearing this, Lin Yaoxie looked at Xuan Nu. The bundle she had packed was already prepared, and she looked mysterious, clearly indicating that she was going to abandon Kunlun Ruins and flee for her life.