Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 308 Lin Yinping

“I have also heard of Nie Zhaonan. He is definitely not a hidden cultivator from Buddhism or Taoism. His strength is astonishing. Is it possible to win him over? With his assistance, our Ye family will be more confident of accomplishing great things.” The beautiful woman’s eyes flashed with a gleam, as if she had thought of something, and she suggested.

"I have fought with him before, and I feel that his powers are amazing and unfathomable. Regardless of whether he is willing to join us or not, even if he is willing, I am afraid we will not be able to suppress him at all. Instead, he will become the master and take away all the treasures of Kunwu Mountain. There are too many variables, and the loss will outweigh the gain." The big-headed monster patted the handle of a chair on one side and said thoughtfully.

"Uncle San has also fought with Nie Zhaonan? Is he really that powerful? There are quite a few Nascent Soul cultivators in my Ye family," the beautiful woman said in surprise.

"I was the black-robed cultivator on that day, so of course I have fought with him. Although we have many cultivators in the Ye family, we are no match for the dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators on that day. Not counting the cultivators at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage, there were nearly ten late Nascent Soul cultivators who besieged him on that day. Among them were top existences like Xuan Qingzi and Qi Miao Zhenren, but they still couldn't do anything to him. Even though they had the advantage in numbers, several people were still seriously injured. You can imagine how terrifying he was." The big-headed monster said solemnly, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

Suddenly, the old man with the black cap spoke up, "I heard that during the battle in the Yellow Wind Desert, he was able to control dozens of his life-saving flying swords to kill several Nascent Soul cultivators. His spirit beasts are also very powerful, and all have the strength of the late Nascent Soul stage."

After saying that, he looked at the big-headed monster with a look of confirmation on his face.

"That's true. Nie Zhaonan is strong in everything, whether it's his magic power, magic body, spiritual awareness, magic weapons, or spirit beasts. He has no obvious shortcomings. Even cultivators like me in the late Nascent Soul stage cannot compare to him." The big-headed monster sighed, with a barely perceptible envy in his eyes.

If he had the talent and magical powers like Nie Zhaonan, why would he need to cooperate with the ancient demons from other worlds?

"It took us six or seven hundred years just to cultivate our magic power and reach our current level. He doesn't look very old either, and it's obvious that he has been practicing for a much shorter time than us. How could he take care of so many aspects! And yet he has cultivated to such a powerful level!" The beautiful woman was no longer calm, but said in shock.

The big-headed weirdo said calmly, "What's so difficult to explain? It's just that this person has obtained great opportunities, and not just a few. At this point, I'm really curious about where this cultivator Nie Zhaonan is from."

After all, the big-headed monster was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years. Naturally, his mood was extremely high, and he quickly calmed down.

“That place must be extraordinary to be able to support such a young and extremely powerful cultivator.” The old man with the black crown also thought of this.

“We are not strong enough now, so nothing we say will be of any use. Only by seizing the two magical treasures from Kunwu Mountain can we greatly increase the strength of our Ye family. Then we will naturally have the confidence to capture him and torture him.” The big-headed monster suddenly said this.

"Uncle San is right. But are you sure there are two magical treasures in Kunwu Mountain? Don't waste your time." The beautiful woman agreed and asked about the details of Kunwu Mountain.

The old man in the black cap was also curious about the truth of this matter.

"There is no need to doubt this. There are two magical treasures left in Kunwu Mountain to suppress demons. There are fragmentary records of this in the ancient books handed down. And I have also received confirmation from Elder Han, it is indeed true." The big-headed monster said confidently.

"That's good." The old man in the black hat felt relieved.

"Speaking of Elder Han, this man is truly mysterious. Not only does he know many ancient secret texts, he also has a deep understanding of Kunwu Mountain. Not only did he try his best to find a magic weapon that could hurt others and himself, he also asked us to find someone who looks similar to him. Now, that 'Han Li' is in my Jinjing City. I informed Elder Han, but he turned a deaf ear and did not come back. I always have an uneasy feeling about Elder Han." The beautiful woman said with some worry on her face.

“Don’t worry, although Elder Han’s behavior is strange, he has no ill will towards our Ye family. He will also be an indispensable aid for our trip to Kunwu Mountain in a few years. We don’t need to get to the bottom of everything.” The big-headed monster said with a smile.

He naturally knew that Elder Han was the ancient demon, and he also knew that the ancient demon's goal was not in the Ye family, but in Kunwu Mountain.

What's more, although he is a cultivator of the Ye family, he is actually in cahoots with the ancient demon. When it comes to making a decision, he will most likely abandon the Ye family.

If a man does not serve himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth!
The old man in the black hat and the beautiful woman looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know why Uncle San trusted Elder Han so much, but they were tactful and didn't ask any more questions.

So the three of them chatted for a while, then left and went their separate ways.

All the Nascent Soul cultivators with high cultivation levels in Dajin City could sense several powerful auras outside the city, and they all knew that something big was going to happen in Jinjing.

However, out of curiosity, the desire to watch the fun, or the desire to fish in troubled waters, these people were not in a hurry to leave. Instead, they stayed quietly in the city, waiting silently, as if nothing had happened.

Outside the city of Jinjing, in a secret room in a deserted mountain.

Tianlan Saint Lin Yinping and Tianmo Sect's Qi Miao Zhenren sat opposite each other at a stone table, seemingly talking about something.

"What kind of conditions will make Brother Qi Miao agree to kill that kid named Han Li?" Lin Yinping, with her face covered with a veil, looked at the Taoist Qi Miao opposite her and asked.

"If Han Li has nothing to do with that person, I would enter the city and kill him now. Given the relationship between my Tianmo Sect and the nobles, I would naturally not refuse. But my people saw Han Li and Nie Zhaonan from afar a year ago. They seemed to be chatting happily outside the city. Han Li is not a cultivator of our Dajin Sect. I'm afraid these two have a history." True Man Qi Miao shook his head and said slowly.

"Brother Qi Miao, are you really so afraid of Nie Zhaonan?" After a while, Lin Yinping asked hesitantly.

"I'm not the only one who is afraid. All the fellow Taoists outside the city are afraid. Otherwise, they would have rushed into the city and arrested the three people related to Nie Zhaonan." Qi Miao Zhenren was neither angry nor denied it.

"They? Brother Qi Miao will not take action against Nie Zhaonan this time?" Lin Yinping heard another meaning in Master Qi Miao's words.

"I believe I am no match for my opponent. Even if we fight in a group, my chances of winning are slim. So why should I take action?" Qi Miao Zhenren admitted openly.

Seeing Qi Miao Zhenren's indifferent look, Lin Yinping was really shocked.

As the grand elder of the Demonic Sect, Qi Miao Zhenren's strength is top-notch among the Nascent Soul cultivators. He also has the support of the God Transformation Ancestor, who makes him have no intention of fighting. It is conceivable how big the gap is between him and Nie Zhaonan.

"I would like to advise the Saint not to offend Nie Zhaonan." Qi Miao Zhenren reminded.

"But the sacred beast of our tribe was captured by Han Li. The sacred beast is a matter of great importance to the rise and fall of our tribe." Lin Yinping bit her rosy lips and explained the reason for wanting to kill Han Li.

Although this matter is a big secret of their Tuwu tribe, given the current situation, it can no longer be hidden.

Upon hearing this, True Man Qi Miao was also greatly surprised, and said in disbelief: "Did your clan's sacred beast really succeed in descending to this world?" "For tens of thousands of years, my Tuwu clan has made unremitting efforts, failed several times, and spent unimaginable costs. Finally, a few years ago, we succeeded in making the sacred beast descend. However, not long after it descended, it fell into the hands of the cultivator named Han Li." Lin Yinping's eyes flickered, and he felt sympathetic.

However, he also concealed some details, such as the bottle-shaped magic treasure in Han Li's hand, which imprisoned the sacred beast.

"For such an important matter, why did your clan only send the Saint Girl?" Qi Miao Zhenren said with some disbelief.

"The Mulan people have not been destroyed and have gone to Tiannan. My Tuwu tribe also needs a divine master to guard the grassland. Brother Zhong went to investigate Han Li's origins. This man seems to have come from Tiannan." Lin Yinping explained without hiding anything.

"So, Nie Zhaonan, who is acquainted with Han Li, is also very likely to be a cultivator from Tiannan?" Qi Miao Zhenren's eyes flickered as he suddenly asked.

"I can't be sure about this. Brother Xu will have to wait until he comes to Dajin to find out everything." Lin Yinping thought for a moment and answered carefully.

"Yes." Qi Miao Zhenren nodded.

Even if Lin Yinping really insisted that Nie Zhaonan was a cultivator from Tiannan, he might not believe it.

After all, as everyone knows, Tiannan is a remote place with poor spiritual energy. It is hard to believe that a cultivator like Nie Zhaonan could emerge there.

"There is no need for Brother Qi Miao to kill Han Li. Just ask him to return the sacred beast to me. How about that? But the best case scenario is to kill Han Li. Of course, this is if it is possible." Lin Yinping said, taking a step back.

"Well?" Zhenren Qi Miao looked thoughtful and hesitant.

"For thousands of years, no one in our human world has been able to ascend to the upper realms, and our contact with the upper realms has become less and less. I believe that Senior Hu should be quite interested in the affairs of the upper realms, and may even be searching for a way to ascend to them. The sacred beast of our Tuwu tribe can split its soul and descend to this world. It is conceivable that the sacred beast's original body has a high level of cultivation, and it can definitely answer Senior Hu's question. If Brother Qi Miao can make this happen, there will be considerable benefits, and perhaps even a breakthrough to the God Transformation stage is a very likely thing." Lin Yinping said patiently and persuasively.

“It’s not that easy to break through to the God Transformation Realm, but it’s true that I can gain considerable benefits. How about this, I’ll see the situation and may not necessarily take action, how about it?” Qi Miao Zhenren answered ambiguously.

His life was his own, so he would not risk offending Nie Zhaonan by helping the Tuwu people. Of course, if something happened to Nie Zhaonan in the next battle, that would be another matter.

Lin Yinping was a little disappointed that she didn't get the affirmative answer she wanted. But when she opened her mouth to say something, nothing came out. She had no choice but to agree, "Thank you, Brother Qi Miao."

The Tuwu clan and the Tianmo Sect did have a lot of cooperation and had a good relationship. But she also knew that it was to maintain interests. If she wanted the Tianmo Sect to help, the reward would have to be calculated separately, and Qi Miao Zhenren would not help them with all his strength just because she said a few words.

"Don't worry too much, Saint. There may be some turning points in the future." Qi Miao Zhenren comforted her.

"What do you think our chances of winning this battle are?" Lin Yinping suddenly asked.

Qi Miao Zhenren was choked, thought for a long time, and then shook his head and said, "It's hard to say."

In fact, he believed that their chances of winning were less than 10%.

"Well, my fellow Taoists have invited me to discuss important matters with them, so I will leave first." Seeing that the matter was almost discussed, Qi Miao Zhenren said goodbye.

"Brother Qi Miao, have a safe journey." As a person outside Dajin, Lin Yinping was not so tactless as to want to go along.

Qi Miao Zhenren stood up and nodded at her. No one knew what kind of escape technique he used, but a dark light suddenly flashed around his body, and then his figure disappeared in the secret room.

After seeing Qi Miao Zhenren leave, Lin Yinping sighed deeply.

At the same time, in the belly of an unnamed hill in the south of Jinjing City, more than a dozen cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage gathered and sat on chairs on both sides of the stone hall.

"Brother Wei, don't you think one million spirit stones is too much?" A bald man looked at the old man in black robe beside him and spoke.

"Haha. Brother Xing, you don't have to pay more if you think you can. But I have to pay it anyway. Just consider it as money to buy my life. Otherwise, I have no confidence that I can survive Nie Zhaonan." The old man in black robe said with a sinister smile.

The old man in black robe was one of the men who had hunted down the Twin Saints of Heavenly Stars, and he was a cultivator from the Demonic Sect named Wei whose treasures were destroyed by Nie Zhaonan.

"Is Nie Zhaonan really that powerful?" The bald man said with some disbelief.

"Brother Xing did not experience the battle in the Yellow Wind Desert, he only heard some rumors. Some doubts are not surprising to me. But you see that Zen Master Biyue and Brother Yi Xitian have both prepared spirit stones without any complaints. Are you stronger than them?" The old man in black robe glared and said unhappily.

"Ahem. I think I have some magical powers, but I'm still inferior to those two." The bald man coughed a few times and said with an apologetic smile.

"That's it? They don't have any doubts at all. Why are you worrying so much? Are you afraid that my Tianmo Sect and Taiyi Sect will swallow your spirit stones?" The tone of the old man in black robe became more and more unfriendly.

"Haha, that's not the case. The Demon Sect and the Taiyi School are both powerful and wealthy. They wouldn't offend so many fellow practitioners just for these spirit stones. And as I said before, I just wanted to know more about Nie Zhaonan." The bald man laughed.

"Just be careful about everything." said the old man in black robe.

The bald man was confused by what he heard and was about to ask more questions, but suddenly he turned his head and looked towards the front of the hall.

There was a small platform there, and two figures suddenly appeared on it.

An old man dressed as a Taoist priest, carrying a sword on his back, has an immortal look and is none other than Xuan Qingzi of the Taiyi Sect.

(End of this chapter)