Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 173: Money Moves People's Hearts, Blood Splashes on Nameless Island
Next, Lin Fan followed suit and sold the monster materials in his hands one by one to the other three business alliances, as well as Shanhai Pavilion, Baishui Tower, Yuhuanju and other places under the Liulian Palace.

Finally, he went to Tianxing Pavilion and traded the largest batch of materials in his hands; the number of spirit stones he obtained from this transaction was astonishing, and even using an extra-large storage bag to hold them seemed a bit difficult.

There are more than 10,000 mid-level spirit stones alone, which is undoubtedly a huge fortune. Even a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage would be excited when seeing it.

You should know that the net worth of an ordinary Jindan stage cultivator is about 10,000 spirit stones, the net worth of a late Jindan stage cultivator is about 100,000 spirit stones, the net worth of an early Yuanying stage cultivator is between 100,000 and 200,000 spirit stones, and the net worth of a middle Yuanying stage cultivator is around 500,000 to 1 million spirit stones.

Moreover, the wealth mentioned here is not just cash flow, but also includes all assets such as magic weapons and materials.

In the original novel, Lu Luo, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Luoyun Sect, went to an auction. Not counting the sect's accumulation, his entire fortune was only a few hundred thousand low-level spirit stones.

After selling most of the materials, Lin Fan didn't dare to stay for too long, fearing that his identity would be exposed, so he immediately went to the inn.

He took out a sound transmission talisman and threw it into Liu Xianxian's room.

After a while, Liu Xianxian opened the door with her daughter, bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, Senior. May I know what you want me to do for you?"

Lin Fan said, "Let's leave here now. If you have anything you need to pack, just let me know. I can wait for you."

Liu Xianxian quickly responded: "Senior, please wait a moment. I will bring my daughter's toys with me."

After saying that, she returned to her room without even closing the door. After a while, she came out holding a windmill, "Senior, we are ready."

"Ah."

Lin Fan nodded, then took Liu Xianxian and her daughter out of the inn.

He raised his hand and patted the storage bag. A flash of light passed by, and the Lingzhou magic weapon instantly hovered in front of everyone.

Liu Xianxian held her daughter's hand and carefully boarded the spirit boat. The little girl looked around with curiosity, feeling that everything in front of her was novel.

After they stood firm, Lin Fan stood at the bow of the boat and quickly pinched the magic formula with his fingers. In an instant, the runes on the spirit boat shone brightly and slowly rose from the ground. Then the spirit boat quickly flew out of Tianxing City.

Lin Fan had no idea that he had been secretly targeted. As soon as he flew out of Tianxing City, several beams of light immediately followed closely behind him.

Not long after, Lin Fan inadvertently used his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings and found several "tails" following him.

So, he steered the spirit boat and flew for nearly a hundred miles, found a small island, stopped, and waited quietly.

Lin Fan did not take action immediately because this place was too close to Tianxing City. If a fight broke out and attracted more cultivators, his identity would be exposed.

Now that we are at such a long distance, there is naturally no need to worry about exposing our identities. Dealing with these "flies" is just a matter of turning our hands.

Liu Xianxian looked at Lin Fan with confusion. She really couldn't understand why this senior had first hurriedly pulled her away, and now was leisurely staying in this deserted place. She was full of confusion.

Lin Fan naturally noticed Liu Xianxian's expression, but he was not interested in figuring out a woman's mind. As the saying goes, a woman's heart is as deep as the seabed, which means that a woman's mind is deeper than the seabed. As a boy, it is better not to speculate casually.

In a moment, several streaks of light came rushing from the horizon, cutting through the sky and making sharp whistling sounds.

In the blink of an eye, these escaping lights landed steadily on the edge of the island. When the light dissipated, six figures appeared.

The three people walking in front were surrounded by rich spiritual energy and had a strong and heavy aura. They were obviously masters in the late Jindan stage.

The leader was an old man in a gray robe. His face was covered with wrinkles like ravines, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. With every step he took, the ground beneath his feet trembled slightly, which showed how profound his cultivation was.

Next to him was a burly middle-aged man with taut muscles, as if he contained endless power. He crossed his arms over his chest, and exuded a sense of oppression that should not be underestimated.

There was also a woman, wearing a purple dress that fluttered in the wind, with a stern expression and a hint of coldness in her eyes. She was playing with a magic weapon that was flashing with spiritual power in her hand, and she seemed eager to try it out.

The three people following behind them had slightly weaker auras and were in the middle stage of the Jindan stage.

A thin young man with a pale face, but revealing a sinister aura, glanced back and forth at Lin Fan like a wolf choosing its prey.

Another was dressed in a blue robe, holding a folding fan. He looked elegant, but his eyes gleamed with greed. The last was a bald man, shirtless, revealing his muscular body. A necklace of animal bones hung around his neck, and his face was covered in flesh, making him look particularly fierce.

Several people looked at each other, and one of them spoke first: "Brother Zhang, why are you here?"

The man called Brother Zhang raised his eyebrows and asked, "I was just about to ask you, Brother Li, why are you here too?"

At this time, a bald man said, "Mrs. Zhao, you are here too."

She raised her head slightly, with a hint of anger in her eyes, "Can't I come?"

Everyone was talking at once, and the atmosphere seemed lively, but in fact there were undercurrents.

After some pleasantries, someone's eyes flickered as he suggested in a low voice: "Since everyone is here, everyone should have a share of the spoils..." Before he finished speaking, everyone nodded in understanding.

Lin Fan, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, immediately activated his spiritual energy upon seeing this. His powerful spiritual awareness surged out like a tide, and he carefully surveyed the area within a hundred miles once again. After confirming that there were no other hidden tails or people spying from the dark, a strange smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered, "The time has come. It's time to send you on your way, little tails."

In an instant, a terrifying aura erupted from Lin Fan's body. The overwhelming pressure pressed down on everyone like a tidal wave. Several Jindan stage cultivators felt a tightness in their chests, and cold sweat instantly soaked their backs.

In the panic, someone shouted in fear: "It's a Yuanying stage monster, everyone run!"

Everyone woke up as if from a dream and tried to escape using their escape lights, but at this moment, golden sword lights appeared all around them without warning, blocking their way like an indestructible wall.

It turned out that long before Lin Fan landed on this island, he had quietly distributed his life-saving magic weapons in an ambush around the island. Now the timing was just right to activate the Seven Star Sword Formation.

Lin Fan's expression was stern. He raised his hand and made a sword gesture. In an instant, sword lights surged like a rainstorm, more and more.

Seeing this, these Jindan stage cultivators did not dare to hesitate and took out their own natal magic weapons or defensive magic weapons to try to resist the overwhelming golden sword light.

For a moment, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of magic weapons colliding was endless, and the sound was particularly harsh on the quiet island.

However, after all, the gap between the two sides' cultivation and the level of magic weapons was huge. After just a few short collisions, most of the magic weapons could not bear the burden and shattered into countless pieces with a "bang", which fell to the ground or fell into the deep sea.

Some Jindan stage cultivators felt their legs go limp and fell to their knees, their faces filled with fear and despair. They begged for mercy with tears in their eyes, "Senior, please spare our lives! We have been blinded by greed, blinded by greed!"

Another monk also crawled forward, kowtowed profusely, and cried, "Yes, Senior, we are only following orders and have no choice. Please have mercy and forgive us this time!"

However, the only response they received was the cold and merciless sword light that flashed with a cold gleam.

Lin Fan's expression was stern, without a trace of pity in his eyes. He snorted coldly, "How dare you harbor such evil thoughts towards me and still dream of staying alive? You're truly daydreaming!"

In the blink of an eye, sword lights crisscrossed and passed through the crowd like a storm.

Although several Jindan stage cultivators still hoped for a lucky break, dodging and struggling to hold on, they were unable to resist due to the huge disparity in strength.

As shrill screams pierced the sky, blood splattered and fell on the land. In just a moment, they were all ruthlessly killed by Lin Fan.

The sea breeze blew gently, and the smell of blood and faintly echoing screams filled the air...

Lin Fan's expression was grim as he glanced at the corpses lying scattered on the ground. He stretched out his hand and made a slight move in the air. Several storage bags seemed to be pulled by invisible silk threads, flying towards his palm and landing steadily in his hands.

Then, Lin Fan put his index finger and middle finger together and quickly pinched the magic formula. In an instant, several fireballs the size of washbasins, wrapped in rolling heat waves, roared towards the corpses like wild beasts.

The scorching heat swept through in an instant, and with a "boom", the corpse was swallowed by the fireball and turned into wisps of ashes in the blink of an eye. They gradually drifted away with the sea breeze, as if they had never existed.

Liu Xianxian, who was standing aside, was already frightened and her face turned pale. Her eyes, which were already wide open, were now even wider, full of disbelief.

The words "Nascent Soul Old Monster" kept echoing in her ears like thunder. She originally thought that Lin Fan was just a cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation, but she didn't expect that he was actually in the Nascent Soul stage...

(End of this chapter)