Free Web NovelChapter 686: Chapter 466: Cold Frost Jade Toad, Nanshan Daoist (Part 2)
Lin Chang’sheng has slaughtered even Elders from the Immortal Martial Hall and the Heaven-Suppressing Sect—how could he stand a chance against him?
Not to mention, he’s got a late stage Mahayana cultivator guarding him.
"Mercy? What mercy? You disturb my cultivation in the dead of night and still dare beg for your life?"
Lin Chang’sheng let out a disdainful snort.
Now that he’d made a move, there was only one path left for the other guy—death.
Hearing this, Qin Yuan almost jumped out of his skin, his body trembling with fear.
He couldn’t even handle Gu Shan, and Lin Chang’sheng had a Heaven-Reaching Immortal Treasure in hand. There was no way he could take on both of them.
At this point, groveling was the only way to survive.
"I have a treasure for the both of you. Just spare my life!"
Qin Yuan blurted out at once.
If it meant staying alive, sacrificing some treasure was nothing.
"If we kill you, wouldn’t what you have still end up as ours?"
Lin Chang’sheng laughed coldly.
"No, it’s not on me. It’s five hundred miles away!"
Qin Yuan explained immediately.
"Oh?"
That actually surprised Lin Chang’sheng a bit. "What is it?"
"It’s a demon beast that’s just ascended to spirit beast status—called the Cold Ice Jade Toad. Its entire body is treasure. Only you two could subdue it!"
Qin Yuan said anxiously.
They originally wanted to capture that spirit beast, but found out that it was crazily powerful. Even killing it was tough, and it cost the Cyan Dragon Gang dearly.
Might as well let Lin Chang’sheng and Gu Shan handle the dirty work.
If they really succeeded, maybe they’d be in a good mood and spare him.
If they failed and got wrecked by the Cold Frost Jade Toad, he could either run or take advantage of Lin Chang’sheng and Gu Shan being weakened—maybe score big himself.
Then, he could snatch away that Heaven-Reaching Immortal Treasure from Lin Chang’sheng.
"A spirit beast?"
Lin Chang’sheng thought silently—spirit beasts definitely weren’t to be underestimated.
Take Xiaonan, for example—even Mahayana experts found her nearly impossible to deal with.
But now that Lin Chang’sheng had the strength to take out Mahayana cultivators, subduing that spirit beast wasn’t out of reach.
"Fine. If you can help me subdue the spirit beast, I’ll spare your life!"
Lin Chang’sheng put away the Divine Thunder Bow.
Though he said that, he had no intention of truly letting Qin Yuan go.
Once the spirit beast was theirs, Qin Yuan was still dead meat.
"Great! I’ll take you there right now!"
Qin Yuan was overjoyed—if he could pull through with his life, nothing could be better than that.
Without another word, Qin Yuan led the way, heading straight to the location where he had spotted the Cold Ice Jade Toad.
For them—Mahayana Cultivators—a distance of five hundred miles was nothing; they arrived in moments.
But by the time Lin Chang’sheng and his group got there, quite a crowd had already gathered.
Judging by the looks of it, they were here to compete for the Cold Ice Jade Toad too.
Thick, heavy mist filled the mountain range ahead.
The mist was icy cold—touching the trees was enough to freeze them instantly.
At the foot of the mountains ahead was a cave, seven to eight zhang high, with a river ten zhang wide running outside.
But now the river, attacked by the cold, had frozen solid into a sheet of ice.
Clearly, the Cold Frost Jade Toad’s Power of Cold Ice was terrifying—even rivers turned to ice wherever it went.
No wonder Qin Yuan hadn’t been able to subdue it.
"Damn it, the Black Tiger Gang and the White Snake Gang are both here. Looks like they plan to team up against the spirit beast!"
Qin Yuan said angrily when he spotted the crowd up ahead.
The Cyan Dragon Gang had found the Cold Ice Jade Toad first.
"Zhang Wenliang, Huang Yuesheng—what’s the meaning of this? The spirit beast was discovered by the Cyan Dragon Gang and you two still want a piece?"
When the three reached the cave entrance, Qin Yuan shouted angrily.
Zhang Wenliang was the Black Tiger Gang leader, a late stage Mahayana cultivator with bronze skin and a muscular frame.
He looked around thirty-five or six.
Huang Yuesheng, leader of the White Snake Gang, was a woman just past thirty, still quite alluring, hair adorned with a white jade hairpin, tresses like a waterfall, enchanting fox-like eyes.
Beautiful, sure, but not Lin Chang’sheng’s type.
Aside from the two gang leaders, there were over a hundred more people, all from the two gangs, most of them at early Mahayana or Integration Stage cultivation.
But among these, Lin Chang’sheng’s gaze settled on one man whose cultivation was the strongest—he’d already reached Early Stage Tribulation Crossing.
The guy looked thin and weak, totally unthreatening, but his body held deep reserves of primordial power.
If you weren’t alert, you’d miss him entirely.
But Lin Chang’sheng’s Divine Soul was powerful—even stronger than most in Tribulation Crossing—so he noticed immediately.
"Gang Leader Qin, I heard you guys suffered massive losses trying to kill the Cold Ice Jade Toad. We’re just here to help. Seems you’re not too grateful!"
Zhang Wenliang snickered—they’d already set their sights on the Cold Ice Jade Toad, and with or without Qin Yuan’s consent, they weren’t backing off.
This time, they’d even shelled out a fortune to bring in Nanshan Daoist as backup.
Nanshan Daoist was the Grand Elder of Li Fire Sect, three thousand miles away—a true powerhouse. Even if they couldn’t handle the toad, with him and his mastery of flame, they were pretty much guaranteed victory.
"Bullshit! Even if we took heavy losses, it’s not your place to butt in. Be smart and get your people out of here!"
Of course Qin Yuan knew exactly what they were after. Looked like the two gangs had already formed an alliance—no way Cyan Dragon Gang could fight them for the Cold Ice Jade Toad.
Thankfully, he had no say in the fight now—it was all up to Lin Chang’sheng and Gu Shan.
"Sect Leader Qin, look behind you—how many people have you got left? You’re not taking down that Cold Ice Jade Toad. If we do, we’ll give you a little something in return!"
Huang Yuesheng’s sultry voice sounded. She didn’t take Qin Yuan or Lin Chang’sheng seriously at all.
With Nanshan Daoist backing her up, what could they do to her?
"Exactly. Wise men know when to back down. Sect Leader Qin, think it over—better we get the spirit beast than someone else!"
Zhang Wenliang added.
"Cut the crap. My time is short."
As the group argued, Nanshan Daoist’s patience began to wear thin.
Just a bunch of Mahayana ants—daring to challenge him? He could squash them in a flash.
"Yes, sir!"
Zhang Wenliang and Huang Yuesheng responded respectfully at once.
Then, with a wave of the hand, they sent more than a dozen gang members into the Cold Ice Cave to lure the Cold Ice Jade Toad out.
Only outside could they go all out. Inside the cave, they’d be too restricted.
"You guys—"
Qin Yuan wanted to argue, but Lin Chang’sheng stopped him.
If the enemy wanted to make a move, let them go first and wear down the Cold Ice Jade Toad’s strength.
When the timing was right, that’d be the best moment to strike.
Qin Yuan got the message and shut up—after all, his life was still in Lin Chang’sheng’s hands.
RUMBLE—
The gangsters had no sooner entered the Cold Ice Cave than the cavern shook with thunderous crashes.
Mixed in were a few bloodcurdling screams.
BANG—
BANG—
The whole ground shuddered, and the Power of Cold Ice pouring from the cave grew steadily stronger.
In the end, only three or four battered figures managed to stumble out of the cave.
SWOOSH—
One man had lagged behind—suddenly, a white tongue snapped out, wrapping around him and dragging him back into the cave, his screams echoing as he vanished.
"Showtime!"
Lin Chang’sheng grinned—the Cold Ice Jade Toad wasn’t about to go down easy.
A moment later, a massive figure leapt from the cave, landing on the distant ice river, making the whole ground shake.
There it was—the Cold Ice Jade Toad.
The thing stood five zhang tall, its whole body snowy white, limbs built like tree trunks, its mouth huge enough to swallow a small mountain whole.
Wave after wave of frigid air billowed from its body.
"Go! Kill the spirit beast and I’ll reward each of you a hundred Immortal Crystals!"
Zhang Wenliang and Huang Yuesheng called out.
But the gang members weren’t idiots—just looking at the spirit beast, you could tell, it wasn’t something Integration Stage fighters could handle. Of the dozen who went in, only a handful made it back.
The spirit beast clearly wasn’t beginner fare—charging it head-on would make them easy prey.
"You lowly spirit beast, stop your rampage!"
Finally, Nanshan Daoist waved a hand, and a Fiery Flame Long Saber appeared in his grasp.
As he shouted, the Flame Power on the blade surged and turned into a Fiery Flame Blade Aura slashing straight at the Cold Ice Jade Toad.
