Free Web NovelChapter 681: Chapter 464: Ancient Fierce Beast Remains? Qiankun Array Plate, Attitudes of Each Sect
Not only does Lin Chang’sheng possess astonishing talent in alchemy, but his cultivation is also frighteningly high; even in the Immortal Realm, it’s hard to find a second genius like him.
Zhu Xuan turned around and gazed once more in the direction where Lin Chang’sheng had disappeared, ripples flickering in her eyes.
At the same time, she silently resolved in her heart to work harder at her cultivation, to close the gap between herself and Lin Chang’sheng.
Lin Chang’sheng, leaving the Divine Pill Pavilion, had no clue what Zhu Xuan and the others were thinking.
Right now, his mind was fixated on the Immortal Cave Mansion.
If he could seize the treasures within that cave mansion, his cultivation would certainly soar by leaps and bounds.
"So, who do you think that mysterious figure who killed all the various elders really is?"
Just as Lin Chang’sheng and Gu Shan hurried toward the Sword Immortal Temple, Gu Shan looked at Lin Chang’sheng, a smile on his lips as he asked.
It seemed he already had the answer in his heart.
"Well, if nothing else, the guy’s definitely powerful. Hell, maybe he’s even handsome!"
Lin Chang’sheng replied casually, brushing him off.
He knew Gu Shan was well aware that it was him.
"Strong, sure, but handsome? I wouldn’t bet on it!"
Gu Shan chuckled.
That little jab actually made Lin Chang’sheng laugh—he hadn’t expected someone as stoic as Gu Shan to crack a joke.
Looks like this journey to the Immortal Cave Mansion had put Gu Shan in an uncharacteristically good mood.
The Sword Immortal Cave Mansion may also lie within Immortal Sea Province, but it’s nowhere near close—it’s over six hundred thousand li away.
Even riding the Lightning Thunderclap Eagle, the trip would take more than half a month.
With such a long road ahead, and nothing else to do, Lin Chang’sheng started to study the skeleton he’d acquired from the Divine Pill Pavilion auction.
No one knew what kind of demon beast this bone came from. Faint golden light shimmered along it, gathering into mysterious runes one after another.
Those runes had an almost Brahma-like profundity—even after staring for several hours, Lin Chang’sheng still had no clue what they meant.
"Maybe it’s from an ancient fierce beast—that’d explain the runes’ otherworldly Brahma feel!"
Gu Shan studied the bone Lin Chang’sheng had pulled out and scrutinized it carefully before speaking.
Only when truly powerful demon beasts fall do mysterious patterns appear on their bones.
They say the earliest cultivators honed immortal techniques by comprehending the divine patterns found on demon beast skeletons.
Afterward, those techniques gradually evolved into all sorts of immortal arts and cultivation techniques.
Though he couldn’t make sense of it right away, Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t worried; the journey to the Sword Immortal Temple would take a while anyway.
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Some fifty thousand li from Lin Chang’sheng, Xu Tiancang led Guo Yunchu, tailing his every move.
He was determined to see exactly where Lin Chang’sheng was headed. What was he up to, being so damn secretive?
And at fifty thousand li, even Lin Chang’sheng and Gu Shan’s divine sense—no matter how formidable—couldn’t reach that far.
Only a Tribulation Crossing Stage powerhouse could stretch their divine sense out more than fifty thousand li.
"You think the guy’s heading back to the Immortal Palace?"
Guo Yunchu speculated.
If Lin Chang’sheng was going home, what would be the point of following him? That’d just be a waste of time.
"No way, this direction isn’t the way to the Immortal Palace!"
Xu Tiancang answered right away. Hell, even now he couldn’t quite figure Lin Chang’sheng out. There was something incredibly mysterious about him—a ton of secrets hidden beneath the surface.
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In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.
Heaven-Suppressing Sect.
Inside the Purple Gold Divine Hall, a disciple knelt on the floor, shaking with fear.
"What did you say? Elder Liao was killed by Lin Chang’sheng?"
In the Great Hall, a burly man stared wide-eyed like a tiger, his face full of disbelief.
More than ten others with cultivation as strong as his were gathered beside him.
All of these were great elders of the Heaven-Suppressing Sect, each with extremely high cultivation—the weakest among them at the middle stage of Mahayana, and the stronger ones at the late stage of Tribulation Crossing.
And at the far end of the hall, seated atop eighteen stone steps, sat a towering, bald man.
The bald man wore a suit of golden armor; in the sunlight, he looked almost divine, like a god incarnate.
An overwhelming sense of power radiated from him, making the Mahayana and Tribulation Crossing experts below seem insignificant by comparison.
This was none other than Jin Qiandao, Sect Leader of the Heaven-Suppressing Sect.
Ordinarily, Jin Qiandao wouldn’t bother with petty squabbles.
But the news he’d received today put him in a foul mood.
The Heaven-Suppressing Sect had lost a Grand Elder—to Lin Chang’sheng, no less.
Even so, Jin Qiandao still refrained from jumping to conclusions, listening as the elders below discussed the matter.
"But Lin Chang’sheng only just broke into the Mahayana Stage—how could he possibly have killed Elder Liao? Maybe he had someone helping him?"
"Maybe Lin Chang’sheng teamed up with Yu Lanfeng from Piaomiao Sect to take Elder Liao down. We definitely can’t let this grievance slide—if we do, the Immortal Palace and Piaomiao Sect will think we’re weak!"
"Exactly! Sect Leader, Elder Liao can’t have died in vain! Otherwise, how will the Immortal Realm look at our Heaven-Suppressing Sect?"
"Lin Chang’sheng’s got some nerve, killing one of our men like that! He’s openly disrespecting us, Sect Leader. I say we wipe him out right now—and make Elder Liao’s killer pay!"
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The elders below argued back and forth, each one furious, itching to wipe out Piaomiao Sect and Lin Chang’sheng right away.
"If you go, you’ll probably just get yourself killed too."
At last, Jin Qiandao spoke up, his voice ringing out with the force of a mighty bell.
"How’s that possible? I may only be early-stage Tribulation Crossing, but surely I can handle a Mahayana kid!"
The Third Elder, a rather thin man with early-stage Tribulation Crossing cultivation, was shocked by Jin Qiandao’s words—the Sect Leader actually thought he couldn’t handle Lin Chang’sheng?
That’s really giving Lin Chang’sheng too much credit, isn’t it?
"The Celestial Nether Sword Sect sent several people to kill Lin Chang’sheng—and nothing. Many elders fell, including the Black and White Double Assassins and Elder Long Ju. We’re not talking about nobodies here! I’m telling you, unless you’re middle or late-stage Tribulation Crossing, it’s almost impossible to take Lin Chang’sheng out now!"
