Gou cultivates martial arts and seeks immortality in the world of cultivation.

Chapter 107 Grandson Murong Cheng

Ultimately, we must return to the principles of "Heaven and Earth Mysterious Qi".

It condenses an exceptionally powerful "blood energy" to suppress and control other blood energy, thereby eliminating rejection and gaining complete control!

But where can one find such a powerful innate martial art?
The three innate martial arts that Lu Lin is currently cultivating—the Demonic Ape Blood Qi Technique, the Flaming Crane Blood Qi Technique, and the Sword Antelope Blood Qi Technique—are all roughly equal in level. Apart from their different attributes, the blood qi they cultivate is almost identical in strength, and none of them can suppress the others.

So, is the "Dragon Elephant Blood Gang Technique" an option?

Judging from the description of the technique alone, the power level of the Dragon Elephant Blood Qi seems to be similar to that of the Demon Ape Blood Qi.

"I wonder if other sects or forces have stronger innate martial arts... I'll go back to the Demon Sect to check first!"

Lu Lin immediately got up, left the Yinming Mine where he had stayed for three years, and returned to the Blood Fiend Mountain.

Upon returning to the Demon Sect, he immediately went to the library that housed various martial arts classics.

Unexpectedly, his trip was not hindered in any way.

"It seems this is Tuoba Feng's intention. The Golden Core cultivator behind him thinks he can completely control me with that strange object implanted in my heart, so he's so 'trustworthy' of me... Very good." Lu Lin thought to himself, then plunged into the library and began to peruse various martial arts classics.

Two days later, Lu Lin walked out of the library with a calm expression.

He found it!

In the Yan Kingdom, there is indeed a martial art whose condensed blood essence is incredibly powerful, far surpassing other martial arts of the same level.

Its name is "Purple-Eyed Dragon Ape Blood Qi Technique".

The Purple-Eyed Dragon Ape is a demonic beast with an extremely powerful bloodline.

Most of the ancestors of the world's monsters can be traced back to ancient true spirits. However, after countless generations of reproduction and dilution, the bloodline of the true spirits in the bodies of most monsters has become negligible.

Anyone who retains even a trace of ancient true spirit bloodline has a very high probability of awakening a powerful "bloodline demonic art".

This Purple-Eyed Dragon Ape possesses a rich remnant of ancient dragon blood, making it a true king among demonic beasts.

The innate martial arts created based on it are naturally far more powerful than ordinary ones.

This martial art is in the hands of the Murong clan of the Yan Kingdom, and it is their clan's most treasured martial art.

"The royal Murong family..." Lu Lin murmured to himself.

He was determined to acquire this martial art.

It seems that a trip to the capital of Yan is indeed necessary.

He first went back to Jiuqing Peak, but seeing that Luo Siqing was still in seclusion, he did not stay long.

He carefully put the "External Posting Order" away, mounted a carefully selected, purebred Fiery Horse, and rode down the mountain.

He did not intend to rely on "flying through the air" to travel on this trip.

This method consumes a great deal of blood energy. It may be useful for martial artists for short-distance dashes, but for long-distance treks, blood energy will be difficult to sustain.

Even with three types of blood essence, Lu Lin couldn't hold out for long.

This is one of the reasons why martial artists are far inferior to cultivators in terms of long-range mobility.

Moreover, Lu Lin was not in a hurry.

Since arriving in this world, he has been constantly on edge, either cultivating, mining, or carrying out various dangerous missions. He has almost never had a chance to relax or appreciate the local customs and culture.

This trip to the capital is a perfect opportunity for relaxation.

A balance between tension and relaxation is essential for steady and long-term progress; constant tension, on the other hand, makes it easier for things to break.

A purebred Fiery Horse can easily travel a thousand miles a day.

Lu Lin traveled leisurely, stopping to stay for a day or two in each major city he passed through, to savor the local delicacies.

Although his current cultivation level has greatly reduced his need for food, this habit he developed in his previous life is not something he can easily change.

He only has two hobbies.

He traveled on and off, and more than a month passed in the blink of an eye before he finally entered Yanzhou.

Along the way, the anxiety he felt from being too eager to succeed gradually subsided.

Guangling City, a large city on the border of Yanzhou, was built close to Guangling Mountain, hence its name.

"Something's not right about the atmosphere in Guangling City." Lu Lin led his horse along the city streets and noticed that most of the pedestrians were walking hurriedly with worried expressions. Many shops on both sides of the street were also closed. The whole city was filled with a sense of oppressive tension, as if a storm was brewing.

He went into a restaurant that looked quite luxurious.

A large number of people had gathered inside the building. Most of them were strong and carried weapons. They had powerful auras and were clearly martial artists with considerable strength.

Lu Lin found an empty table, ordered some food and drinks, and secretly gathered information.

With his current keen hearing, he can clearly hear even when others are speaking in hushed tones.

"The Black Wind Bandits attacked the city, burning, killing, looting, and committing all sorts of atrocities..."

"Prince Jing's son, Murong Cheng, has personally led his elite troops here, intending to wipe out the Black Wind Bandits in one fell swoop... He will soon march on Guangling Mountain..."

"We are inviting heroes from all over the world to help us. We promise a great reward for each Black Wind Bandit who beheads one of them."

"The son of Prince Jing?" Lu Lin's eyes flickered, then he stood up, walked to the next table, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Brothers, I apologize for disturbing you. May I ask who this Prince Jing is?"

As he spoke, he took out a gold ingot from his pocket and handed it over discreetly.

"You don't even know Prince Jing?" One of the burly men calmly put away the gold, then smiled and warmly invited Lu Lin to sit down. "Prince Jing is the third prince of His Majesty. He is humble, makes friends with many heroes, and is well-loved both in and out of the court."

"The current emperor's third son? Then isn't Murong Cheng a grandson of the emperor?" Lu Lin's eyes lit up.

He was pondering how to get close to the royal family, and this might be his chance.

Obtaining the "Purple-Eyed Dragon Ape Blood Qi Technique" might not be difficult; one could simply interrogate a high-ranking member of the royal family.

However, to truly master this martial art, it's not enough to just have the techniques; one must also "comprehend its spirit," which requires personally witnessing the "Purple-Eyed Dragon Ape." And the Purple-Eyed Dragon Ape is kept only by the royal family of the entire Yan Kingdom.

The place where they were kept must have been extremely secretive, known only to a few core members of the royal family, and heavily guarded.

If they were to force their way in, they would inevitably alarm the "Immortal Abode" that guards the royal family, attracting the intervention of the powerful figures from the five major sects.

Therefore, forcing it will definitely not work.

The only way is to get close to the core members of the royal Murong clan and get them to willingly take him to see the Purple-Eyed Dragon Ape.

Having obtained the necessary information, Lu Lin immediately left the restaurant and headed towards the city lord's mansion in Guangling City.

Murong Cheng and his men are currently stationed here.

He patiently waited for his opportunity outside the city lord's mansion.

Night falls, the moon is bright and the stars are few.

Lu Lin, like a ghost, silently infiltrated the city lord's mansion, where the ordinary guards were no match for him.

Soon, he arrived at the core area of ​​the city lord's mansion.

Inside a brightly lit council hall, a group of people were discussing important matters.

The leader was a handsome young man with striking features, wearing a magnificent purple robe embroidered with dragons.

Lu Lin concluded that this person was Murong Cheng, the son of Prince Jing.

The hall was filled with the surging energy of martial arts masters.

But Lu Lin glanced at them and immediately realized that only two people had truly reached the Innate Realm.

These were the two old men standing to the left and right of Murong Cheng, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short.

Both of them were at the early stage of the Innate Realm.

The other martial artists, including Murong Cheng himself, were still in the Body Tempering Realm.

In fact, it was already extremely rare for Murong Cheng to be able to bring two innate martial artists with him.

Even a powerful sect like the Blood Fiend Demon Sect, after hundreds of years of accumulation, only has a few hundred innate martial artists within its ranks.

In the Yan Kingdom, apart from the five major sects, it is extremely difficult for other forces to cultivate a Xiantian martial artist.

Many forces with Foundation Establishment cultivators in charge can only cultivate a handful of Innate Martial Artists even if they exert all their efforts.

Furthermore, the five major sects of Yan Kingdom have long stipulated that all members of the royal Murong clan, regardless of whether they possess spiritual roots, are forbidden from cultivating immortality and can only practice martial arts.

The royal family devoted all its energy and resources to martial arts, but the number of innate martial artists they cultivated was still limited, never exceeding one hundred, and each of them was a general capable of commanding troops in one region.

Therefore, the fact that Murong Cheng could bring two innate martial artists with him was enough to show how much he was valued, and it also gave him full confidence in the task of annihilating the Black Wind Bandits.

"Tomorrow at Hai hour, all of you will follow me into Guangling Mountain to wipe out the Black Wind Bandits and uphold the imperial power!" Murong Cheng waved his hand and made the decision.

"We are willing to die for the young prince!" His men shouted in unison, their voices shaking the rooftops.

With a light tap of his toes, Lu Lin moved like a wisp of smoke and quietly left the City Lord's Mansion.

He then took to the air and sped off towards Guangling Mountain.

He stepped into the air, his blood energy surging beneath his feet, generating a powerful thrust that transformed him into a streak of red light, tearing through the heavy night sky at incredible speed.

Soon after, he had ventured deep into the heart of the Guangling Mountains.

"Huh? I saw it!"

Lu Lin's gaze sharpened.

Looking down from his vantage point, he saw a large number of troops stationed in a steep valley below.

A large flag fluttered in the night wind, and the two big characters "Black Wind" on the flag were particularly eye-catching in Lu Lin's eyes.

The Black Wind Bandits' lair!

Lu Lin was about to swoop down to investigate more closely, but as he approached the ground, he was suddenly startled!
He immediately activated the "Abyss Concealing God Technique" to its maximum, while simultaneously pressing his palms forward and his body drifting backward like a willow catkin in the wind, quickly widening the distance between himself and the Black Wind Bandit Camp.

Just a moment ago, he clearly felt a powerful spiritual sense sweeping across the surroundings, almost capturing his presence!
The ability to project one's spiritual consciousness is something that can only be acquired during the Foundation Establishment stage of advanced cultivation.

This Black Wind Thief actually harbors a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

Lu Lin found it somewhat unbelievable.

He had inquired beforehand and learned that although the Black Wind Bandits were notorious for their massacres of villages, their members were all martial artists, and the bandit leader was at most at the Innate Realm. He had never heard of any cultivators participating in their activities.

He completely concealed his aura, making himself as rigid as a rock or withered tree, and then quietly slipped back into the canyon to observe from the shadows.

"Two Foundation Establishment cultivators!"

After careful observation, Lu Lin was secretly alarmed.

Fortunately, these two Foundation Establishment cultivators were only in the early stages of Foundation Establishment and were unable to see through his perfect concealment technique, "The Abyss Concealing God Technique".

He held his breath and focused his attention on a stone house with faint magical fluctuations.

Inside the stone house, faint sounds of conversation could be heard.

"...I've heard that Murong Cheng, the son of Prince Jing, is mobilizing troops to wipe out the Black Wind Bandits," a cold voice said.

"Perfect timing! Let's use their heads and blood to consecrate the sword! Once the 'Heavenly Desire Sword' is forged, we'll flee immediately. With this sword, the 'Heavenly Desire Sect' will soon regain its former glory!" Another voice followed, its tone tinged with fanaticism.

"Heavenly Desire Sword? Heavenly Desire Cult?"

Lu Lin's mind raced, and relevant information fragments surfaced one by one.

(End of this chapter)