Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Mu Bingmei pressed down on Lü Yundao's arm, the faint fragrance lingering on her fingertips dissipating with the airflow. She looked at Lin Che's back, her smile now tinged with a hint of inquiry.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, why are you so aloof? As for what happened to Liu Mei back then, it was because she was too obsessed with it. I apologize to you on her behalf."

"I implore you, fellow Daoist, to consider my feelings and let this matter drop, what do you say?"

Mu Bingmei stepped forward slowly, her skirt brushing against the fallen leaves on the ground, making a soft rustling sound: "To be honest, we have come here to make a deal with you, fellow Daoist."

"trade?"

Lin Che stopped and looked at that stunningly beautiful face, then asked calmly, "I wonder what kind of deal Fellow Daoist Mu Bingmei is referring to?"

Mu Bingmei didn't hide anything and spoke frankly: "Deep within Qinglin Cave is a 'Mirror of Reincarnation,' which is said to reflect the karma of past lives. I need it to investigate an old matter, and if you are willing to lend a hand, Kunxu Realm is willing to give you three celestial artifacts."

Lin Che turned around, his gaze falling on Mu Bingmei's phoenix eyes, which seemed to hold autumn water: "The Mirror of Reincarnation? The relic of Immortal Emperor Qinglin, how dare you lay a finger on it?"

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, the runes in his sleeve faintly glowed warm. They were the most precious treasure of the Rune Clan, given to him by Qiu Yao, and seemed to resonate with the aura deep within this cave.

Enraged by Lin Che's attitude, Lü Yundao's immortal energy surged: "Young man, don't be so arrogant! Even if you are at the late stage of Shattered Nirvana, you can't stir up any trouble in front of me!"

In an instant, a bluish-gray spear materialized in Lü Yundao's palm. The decaying aura swirling around the spearhead was enough to wither the primordial spirit of a Shattered Nirvana cultivator. It was the "Power of Decay" unique to cultivators of the Five Signs of Decay.

"Master Lü".

Mu Bingmei gently dissuaded him, then looked at Lin Che and said in a more sincere tone, "Fellow Daoist, do you know that Immortal Lord Qing Shuang has already entered the sixth level? She carries Immortal Emperor Qing Lin's natal jade. If the truth about the destruction of the Rain Immortal Realm is revealed by the Samsara Mirror, it may attract the covetousness of the remnants of the Lord."

Lin Che raised an eyebrow slightly.

The words "Master" reminded him of Qiu Yao's resolute decision before her self-destruction, and the runes in his sleeve suddenly glowed faintly.

Lin Che remained silent for a moment, then glanced at Mu Bingmei and Lü Yun and said, "The deal is on, but I want the first wisp of cause and effect reflected in the Samsara Mirror."

Lu Yundao was about to retort, but Mu Bingmei stopped him with a look.

She nodded slightly: "Deal. However, the guardian beast of the sixth level is the 'Nine-Headed Mysterious Dragon' under the Qinglin Immortal Emperor. Although it is only a remnant soul, it has the strength of the Five Signs of Decay of Heaven and Man. We need to work together to defeat it."

Lin Che said no more and turned to walk towards the entrance to the sixth floor.

Mu Bingmei watched his retreating figure, a complex emotion flashing in her phoenix eyes. Through the memories of her clone Liu Mei, she knew that this person harbored too many secrets.

In particular, that chaotic energy that even the Heavenly Dao fears may be the key to unlocking his identity as Lan Po.

Lu Yundao clenched his fist and said in a low voice, "Why should the Holy Maiden cooperate with such a madman? With the two of us, we may be able to take down the Samsara Mirror."

Mu Bingmei gently stroked her temples, her voice so soft that only the two of them could hear: "Didn't you notice? The talisman in his sleeve could actually draw upon the primordial power remaining in the Burial Immortal Pool... This person might be more important than we imagine."

The three of them stepped onto the stairs leading to the sixth floor, one in front and two behind. The energy in the air suddenly became violent, and the roar of a dragon could be faintly heard from the depths.

……

At this moment, on the sixth floor, the nine-headed Xuanjiao left behind by the Qinglin Immortal Emperor was frantically attacking the powerful figure in front of him. Every collision caused the sixth floor to tremble.

These cultivators were all teleported from various star regions. After all, the Immortal Emperor's Cave was extremely rare, and if they could obtain the Reincarnation Mirror within, the entire Cultivation Alliance star region would be in an uproar. At this moment, the Nine-Headed Xuanjiao was frantically attacking the Shattered Nirvana cultivators. Even if these cultivators joined forces, they were no match for this beast.

"It seems that Fairy Qing Shuang has already entered the seventh level... But that makes sense. With her true identity, entering the seventh level is a piece of cake for her. This nine-headed black dragon won't harm her."

Just as Lin Che was pondering this, the Nine-Headed Xuanjiao directly killed three early-stage Shattered Nirvana cultivators in front of him and coldly stared at the location of Mu Bingmei and the others.

Mu Bingmei looked at Lin Che beside her and said softly, "Fellow Daoist, this beast has reached the Five Decays of Heaven and Man realm. Master cannot suppress him at all, so please use your full strength to kill this beast together."

Lin Che's gaze lingered on the nine-headed Xuanjiao, which possessed the Five Signs of Decay of Heaven and Man. In particular, its nine enormous heads exuded an unimaginable sense of oppression.

Lu Yundao curled his lip and slowly walked over, saying, "Holy Maiden, rest assured, I can handle this mere beast of the same realm without that brat Lin Che!"

Lin Che scoffed at these words, wanting to see how Lü Yundao could defeat the Nine-Headed Xuanjiao, who was about to break through to the third stage.

"Be careful."

Mu Bingmei nodded.

Before Lü Yundao could finish speaking, his figure had already darted out like a ghost, his bluish-gray spear slicing through the air with a piercing shriek as it stabbed straight at the head of the Nine-Headed Black Dragon.

Wherever the decaying power swirling around the spear tip passed, even space itself rippled with decay.

This is a killing move by a cultivator in the Five Signs of Decline, who has refined the power of the Decline into a magical artifact. Ordinary cultivators in the Celestial Realm would crumble upon contact with it.

"You beast, taste my cursed spear!"

A fierce glint flashed in Lü Yundao's eyes, and his spear suddenly grew a hundred feet in length, with countless illusory images of withered bones appearing on its body, as if it wanted to devour all the life force in the world.

The nine heads of the nine-headed black dragon turned simultaneously, and a look of disdain flashed in its amber vertical pupils.

Its main head suddenly jerked up, letting out a deafening roar, while the other eight heads simultaneously spewed out energy of different attributes.

Crimson as fire, blue as thunder, and black as ink, eight forces intertwined in mid-air to form a giant net, which forcefully blocked the attack of the Spear of Misfortune from three zhang away.

"Crack!"

The moment the spear tip collided with the energy net, Lü Yundao's expression changed drastically. He could clearly feel that the opponent's energy contained the residual immortal power of Qinglin Immortal Emperor, which could ignore the decaying characteristics of the power of calamity.

What alarmed him even more was that the energy emitted by the eight secondary heads was flowing upwards along the spear shaft, and wherever it passed, the skeletal phantoms on the spear shaft began to dissolve.

"Break it for me!"

Lu Yundao roared and poured his immortal energy into his entire body. Suddenly, the Spear of Misfortune burst out with a dazzling gray light, forcibly tearing through the energy net and rushing towards the Xuan Jiao.

Just as the spear tip was about to touch the main head, the Xuanjiao's main head suddenly opened its huge mouth, and a beam of dark light containing the laws of space burst out, hitting the spear tip precisely.

"puff--"

Lu Yundao was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, and his arm gripping the spear withered away at a visible speed. (End of Chapter)