Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 170 The conspiracy and the chance encounter

As soon as Dong Bin returned to the Sixth Company Hall, a stern look appeared on his face, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He moved without hesitation, quickly making hand seals with his hands. As his spiritual power surged, the two sound transmission talismans were like two streams of light, flying towards the other two Nascent Soul cultivators in the Sixth Palace.

Dong Bin paced back and forth in the hall, frowning slightly, thinking to himself: Since this fellow Daoist Lin has come to me to negotiate such a huge business, he must be very wealthy. He is simply a walking treasure trove.

Moreover, the other party has just entered the Nascent Soul stage, and his magical powers must not be profound enough. Maybe... Thinking of this, some unspeakable thoughts flashed through his mind, and a hidden smile quietly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, three Nascent Soul cultivators gathered in a quiet pavilion in the Liulian Palace.

One of them had a powerful and majestic aura, and the spiritual power around him was like a surging wave. He was a powerful cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Although the other two cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage were slightly less imposing, they also exuded a sharp edge that should not be underestimated.

Looking at the world of immortal cultivation in Chaos Star Sea, the Liulian Palace can definitely be regarded as an unshakable top force as it can have three Yuanying stage powerhouses at the same time.

Dong Bin's eyes were as sharp as torches as he glared at the other two cultivators. He said in a deep voice, "I've summoned you two here because that newly advanced Fellow Daoist Lin has come to me to discuss a big deal. In my opinion... we can rob him of his wealth, capture him alive, and plant restrictions on him so we can use him."

After hearing this, the other two Nascent Soul cultivators were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and nodded, with a determined look on their faces. They agreed to Dong Bin's proposal without hesitation. This was a huge sum of money worth millions of spirit stones, and as Nascent Soul cultivators, it was hard for them not to be tempted.

In addition, there is a huge gap in strength. They have three Nascent Soul cultivators on their side, and one of them is a mid-stage strong man. With deliberate planning, it would be easy for them to capture a newcomer who has just entered the Nascent Soul stage.

On the other hand, Lin Fan was completely unaware that a conspiracy against him had quietly unfolded; after he had finally dealt with all the major forces one by one, he got up again and rushed towards Tianxing City.

The main purpose of going to Tianxing City is to sell a batch of monster materials that have piled up on me.

The amount of monster materials in his storage bag was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. He could use these materials to exchange for a batch of spirit stones.

It is also impossible to keep these materials in the storage bag forever. The spirituality will slowly dissipate over time. After all, it is impossible to put so many materials in jade boxes and then store them with sealing talismans.

Lin Fan knew very well that once these materials were exposed and the amount was known to some powerful forces, someone would definitely dig into the matter and ask about the source.

By then, I won't be able to explain where so many monster materials came from; if I'm not careful, I'll be attacked by all forces, and the consequences will be disastrous. I'm afraid I'll have no place to stay in this world of cultivation.

After repeated consideration, Lin Fan made up his mind and decided to use some tricks to change his appearance and then sell these materials in batches.

After all, no one can refuse such a large amount of spirit stones. In this way, it can be done without anyone noticing and the risk can be minimized.

Before leaving, he left a sound transmission note in the cave, briefly informing the girls that he was going out on business and told them not to worry, his tone full of tenderness and comfort.

Everything was ready. The spiritual power under Lin Fan's feet surged, turning into a dazzling beam of light. Like a meteor, it shot straight into the sky from Xiaohuan Island and flew towards Tianxing City at lightning speed.

During the flight, Lin Fan used the Soul Hiding Technique and the Thousand Illusions Invisibility Technique, and the aura around him instantly disappeared. His originally powerful and majestic Nascent Soul stage cultivation was suppressed to the late Core Formation stage.

At the same time, his appearance also changed dramatically. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a burly middle-aged man with a face full of stubble, like a patch of messy weeds, and exuded a rough and heroic air.

Lin Fan was secretly pleased with himself, wondering who could possibly recognize him in this disguise. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Haha! I'm such a genius!"

Thinking this way, he continued to fly leisurely towards Tianxing City. Now that he had advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, as long as he didn't commit suicide, nothing in the world of immortal cultivation could easily threaten his life. Lin Fan still had this confidence. As Lin Fan was flying comfortably, his eyes inadvertently swept across a small island not far away. Several lights and shadows flashed, clearly indicating that several cultivators were engaged in a fierce battle.

His curiosity was aroused, and his spiritual thoughts instantly reached out like an invisible tentacle.

There were a total of six people on the island, led by a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. He was dressed in a white brocade robe with fluttering sleeves. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, his appearance was handsome and extraordinary, and his every move showed elegance and confidence.

But at this moment, his face was as pale as paper, without any blood, his abdomen was bleeding, and his spiritual power was disordered at the wound. It was obvious that he had suffered a serious injury, but he still gritted his teeth and forced himself to resist the attacks from all directions for the young woman beside him, his eyes full of regret.

Lin Fan moved his consciousness to the side and found that there was a beautiful woman next to him. The beautiful woman was in the initial stage of foundation building and looked to be in her twenties. She had a beautiful face and skin like cream. She was wearing a dark green dress, which made her figure more graceful, like a fairy descending to the earth.

At this moment, her face was full of anxiety and panic. She was protecting a little girl of five or six years old tightly behind her. The magic weapon in her hand was shining, and she was doing her best to resist the enemy's attack. Her motherly love was fully displayed at this moment.

In the enemy camp, there were two cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage. One was an old man in gray, his face gloomy and fierce, his triangular eyes gleaming coldly, as if hiding two sharp blades. He was manipulating a magical weapon emitting a faint glow, and he attacked the young woman like a violent storm, his attack so fierce that it was breathtaking.

Seeing this, the young woman's husband, regardless of his own safety, desperately commanded his magic weapon, trying to buy a glimmer of hope for her and her daughter, fighting like a trapped beast.

There was also a burly middle-aged man in a black robe. Every time he swung his magic weapon, there was a whistling sound. His target was the cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage. His attack was extremely fierce and every move was deadly.

In addition, there was a young man in the middle stage of foundation building, wearing a light blue Confucian robe. He had a dignified appearance, but at this moment he had a lewd look on his face. He stared at the beautiful young woman, as if he had already stripped her clothes off. The obscene look in his eyes was not concealed at all, which made people feel sick and want to spit in his face.

At this time, the young man in the light blue Confucian robe, with a disgusting and vulgar smile on his face, shouted at the burly man in the lead, "Brother, this little girl will be mine later!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously licked his lips. He looked like a hungry wolf seeing its prey, his eyes full of greed and eagerness, which was disgusting.

The leading man heard this but didn't respond. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the white-robed monk who was desperately resisting and said, "Brother Cui, why don't you just hand over the treasure map? Maybe the three of us brothers will show some mercy and let your family go."

Although he said this, his hands did not stop moving at all. Instead, he suddenly increased the intensity of his attack, controlling the magic weapon to attack the opponent more fiercely.

For a moment, the "ding-dang-dang" sound of the collision of magic weapons resounded throughout the island, sparks flew, spiritual power overflowed, and the entire island seemed to be trembling in this fierce confrontation.

"Humph!"

Upon hearing this, the white-robed monk's face turned ashen with anger. He snorted coldly, his eyes filled with anger and regret. He loudly scolded, "Zhang Xuan, I was so blind! On ordinary days, I thought you were a man of integrity, and we treated each other like brothers, toasting each other with wine. Who would have thought that just because I drank a few more glasses of wine and accidentally revealed that I knew the secret of an ancient monk's cave, you, such a heartless thing, would scheme against me and attack me when I was off guard! I really regret it!"

Upon hearing this, the large man let out a strange, "Hehe" laugh. His voice was rough and cut through the sea breeze, like the cry of an owl in the night. "Brother Cui, you've been in this world of immortal cultivation for a while now. How can you still be so naive? Do you really believe in brotherhood?"

After saying this, he curled his lips, the flesh on his face trembling, his expression full of mockery, "In this world of immortal cultivation, to fight for resources, let alone brothers, even biological fathers and sons can't stand it? They still turn against each other at the drop of a hat!"

After saying this, he threw his head back and laughed out loud. His laughter was so wild and unbridled that the air around him was buzzing, showing his arrogance and domineering nature.

When the other two monks heard this, they also started laughing, hahaha... The laughter of the three of them intertwined together, like a gust of evil wind, sweeping across the entire island in an instant, scaring the seabirds perched on the reefs so that they flew up and fled in all directions.

For a moment, the island was filled with their ecstatic laughter and the "ding-dong" sounds of the magic weapons colliding with each other.

(End of this chapter)