Free Web NovelChapter 680: Chapter 463: Holy Soul Seal, Rushing to the Sword Immortal Temple
"How about it?"
Gu Shan stared at Xu Tiancang, completely unafraid, even though his cultivation was at the Early Stage of Tribulation Crossing, much stronger than him.
"Or is it that you guys are up to something shady and don’t want us tagging along?"
Xu Tiancang guessed.
But deep down, he was curious—why was Gu Shan following Lin Chang’sheng?
And judging by appearances, he was showing Lin Chang’sheng a lot of respect.
Just what kind of secret is Lin Chang’sheng hiding?
"Elder Xu, you overthink! How about this: I’ll return Elder He Jie’s divine soul to you, and you can take him back to the Immortal Martial Hall. That way, it shows my sincerity. Once I’ve handled my own business, I’ll pay a visit to the Hall! How does that sound?"
Lin Chang’sheng spoke up.
If Gu Shan and Xu Tiancang kept arguing, they might actually come to blows.
When Xu Tiancang heard Lin Chang’sheng was willing to return He Jie’s divine soul, his face changed slightly.
Lin Chang’sheng already knew—if he let He Jie go, the guy would spread rumors about him using evil techniques everywhere.
But Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t worried. A single lost soul’s story wouldn’t necessarily convince anyone.
What he really wanted was for He Jie to exaggerate his abilities far and wide, so the Immortal Martial Hall would think twice—making Lin Chang’sheng an enemy might not be so smart.
"If that’s the case, we won’t push it. The Divine Pill Pavilion will always welcome you, Lin!"
Xu Tiancang replied.
If he kept insisting, it would just make him look stubborn.
But he was really curious: what exactly were Lin Chang’sheng and Gu Shan up to, that they were being all secretive?
Seeing Xu Tiancang agree, Lin Chang’sheng waved his hand and summoned out He Jie’s divine soul.
As He Jie appeared and saw Xu Tiancang and Guo Yunchu, he almost burst into tears of relief. He thought he’d be the next one to get devoured by Lin Chang’sheng.
"Seventh Elder! You finally came! Quickly, destroy Lin Chang’sheng! He practices evil techniques—he cannot be allowed to live!"
He Jie anxiously shouted as soon as he emerged, hoping Xu Tiancang would deal with Lin Chang’sheng.
Little did he know that the Hall Master of the Immortal Martial Hall had no intention of killing Lin Chang’sheng, but actually wanted to invite him over.
So, naturally, Xu Tiancang wasn’t about to attack Lin Chang’sheng.
"Elder He!"
Xu Tiancang barked, "Enough with the wild accusations! The Hall Master ordered us to invite Lin to the Immortal Martial Hall as a guest! Righteous or evil—it’s not for you to judge!"
Just as Lin Chang’sheng thought, even if He Jie called him an evil cultivator, nobody would just take it at face value.
"What? The Hall Master invited Lin Chang’sheng over?"
He Jie’s mind almost couldn’t process this.
Wasn’t he supposed to come here and destroy Lin Chang’sheng?
Now they’re inviting him as a guest? Are they trying to make nice?
So he nearly died for nothing?
"Elder He, if you don’t want to leave, you can always stay with me!"
Lin Chang’sheng grinned at He Jie.
That scared the crap out of He Jie; if he didn’t leave right now, he’d probably lose his life.
"No, no, I’m leaving, I’m going—"
He Jie blurted out, desperate to escape.
Xu Tiancang noticed how terrified He Jie looked and realized he must’ve witnessed something horrifying, making him so afraid of Lin Chang’sheng.
"If that’s the case, we won’t take up any more of your time!"
Lin Chang’sheng issued a polite but clear order to leave, hoping they’d get the hint. Otherwise, not only would they have to leave He Jie’s soul behind—even they might end up in trouble.
"Very well, then we’ll take our leave! Best wishes, Lin!"
Xu Tiancang answered, then produced a white jade bottle, stuffed He Jie’s soul inside, and left with Guo Yunchu.
But as he left, he gave Lin Chang’sheng a friendly pat on the shoulder.
Guo Yunchu wasn’t happy, but her father had told her before she left: out there, she must obey Elder Xu in all things.
So she didn’t dare to cause a scene.
Once they were a good thousand miles away, Xu Tiancang summoned He Jie out, intending to ask him what exactly had happened.
"Elder He, how did you die? Don’t tell me Lin Chang’sheng killed you!"
Xu Tiancang asked.
He just couldn’t believe Lin Chang’sheng was capable of killing He Jie.
"Definitely not killed by Lin Chang’sheng. There’s a powerful demon beast guarding him—probably already broken through to the Immortal Realm, so that’s why—"
"Immortal Beast?"
Hearing this, Xu Tiancang and Guo Yunchu’s eyes went wide.
That was a power they couldn’t hope to challenge!
Good thing they didn’t attack Lin Chang’sheng—if they had, they’d probably have died right there.
"No doubt about it. Otherwise, how could I die by Lin Chang’sheng’s hand? But this Immortal Beast seems to be badly injured. Its cultivation hasn’t fully recovered! We need to hurry back and inform His Highness—Lin Chang’sheng cannot be allowed to live! The kid practices evil techniques—can devour divine souls to strengthen his cultivation!"
He Jie revealed Lin Chang’sheng’s use of the Celestial Ghost Soul Devouring Technique, leaving Xu Tiancang utterly shocked.
"How do you know?"
Xu Tiancang asked.
"Inside Lin Chang’sheng’s Soul Banner, there are several strong Tribulation Crossing cultivators imprisoned. One of them is the Celestial Ghost Elder from the Celestial Nether Sword Sect. He practices the Celestial Ghost Soul Devouring Technique. Once Lin Chang’sheng obtained his immortal technique, he began studying it himself!"
He Jie told them everything he knew.
But with just words and no proof, even if he spread it, others might not believe him.
Not to mention He Jie was just a divine soul now—even if it was Xu Tiancang talking, people might still not buy it.
"We should hurry back and tell Father! Broadcast this across the Immortal Realm—Lin Chang’sheng’s an evil cultivator, all the Great Immortal Sects will hunt him down! Ten lives wouldn’t be enough for him!"
Guo Yunchu said excitedly. Now how could Lin Chang’sheng possibly survive?
"No!"
Xu Tiancang frowned, thinking this wasn’t wise; after all, all the major sects had already tried to hunt down Lin Chang’sheng once.
If they tried again, probably not many sects would even join in.
Plus, now Lin Chang’sheng had protection from the Immortal Palace and Divine Pill Pavilion—killing him would be nearly impossible.
"So what do we do?"
Guo Yunchu asked.
Nothing works—how annoying.
She just wished that irritating Lin Chang’sheng would disappear already.
"I’ve already planted a Holy Soul Seal on Lin Chang’sheng. Let’s see what they’re really up to."
Xu Tiancang replied slowly, having patted Lin Chang’sheng on the shoulder as he left to plant the Holy Soul Seal.
This way, even tens of thousands of miles away, Xu Tiancang could sense Lin Chang’sheng’s whereabouts.
"So we’re not going back to the Immortal Martial Hall?"
He Jie asked worriedly.
If Lin Chang’sheng caught him again, wouldn’t he be right back where he started? He’d only just been let go!
"The Hall Master told us to invite Lin Chang’sheng over, and we still haven’t finished the job. How could we show our face back there?"
Xu Tiancang replied.
"Uh..."
He Jie was speechless, but what could he do?
...
Divine Pill Pavilion.
Lin Chang’sheng glanced at his shoulder—he knew full well that Xu Tiancang had pulled something on him.
Still, he didn’t plan to remove it just yet. If they wanted to follow, let them follow.
Might even come in handy at a crucial moment.
"What? You’re already leaving?"
Zhu Xuan was visibly disappointed after hearing Lin Chang’sheng and Gu Shan were heading off. She had wanted to spend more time with Lin Chang’sheng.
Lin Chang’sheng nodded. "Take care, Miss Zhu!"
Then he waved his hand and summoned the Lightning Thunderclap Eagle, ready to rush to the Sword Immortal Temple.
The Sword Immortal Mu Zhen Tian’s residence was near the Sword Immortal Temple—he couldn’t let anyone beat him there.
Lin Chang’sheng and Gu Shan leapt onto the Lightning Thunderclap Eagle’s back.
Skree—
The Lightning Thunderclap Eagle let out a piercing call, then flapped its wings and vanished into the sky.
"Who knows if we’ll ever meet again?"
Zhu Xuan thought to herself. Lin Chang’sheng was the finest man she’d ever met—hands down.
If fate let her be with him, that would be a true blessing.
But sadly, she wasn’t even on his radar.
"Xuan’Er!"
Zhu Wenhuan called, snapping Zhu Xuan out of her reverie.
"Father!"
Zhu Xuan replied, turning around.
"A talent like that is not someone we can tie down. If you want to be close, you need more strength! Take this pill—it’ll do wonders for your cultivation!"
As he spoke, Zhu Wenhuan took out a Primordial Golden Pill.
"Wait, isn’t that the Primordial Golden Pill from the auction? Father, how do you still have one?"
Zhu Xuan was baffled.
Wasn’t the Primordial Golden Pill already auctioned off?
"You’ve been duped! Lin Chang’sheng’s batch of Primordial Golden Pills had a six-in-ten core formation rate—there were way more than just two pills!"
Zhu Wenhuan broke the news, leaving Zhu Xuan shocked.
"Six pills?"
Zhu Xuan couldn’t believe it. An alchemist who could refine six Holy Pills at one time, and so young?
This kind of talent for alchemy was simply unbelievable!
