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Chapter 113 Fishing
Murong Cheng returned to the courtyard and paced back and forth, feeling restless and uneasy.

"No, that demon is ruthless and cunning. What if something happens to him, Father?"

Murong Cheng grew increasingly agitated, unable to sit still, his palms digging deep into his skin with his nails: "Besides, even if I'm going to kill that demon, I must personally cut off his head to be worthy of Xiao Min's spirit in heaven."

He had a very deep bond with his sister, and ever since she was harmed by Lin Donghai, he had been thinking day and night about personally killing Lin Donghai to avenge her.

Whenever he thinks of his sister's innocent and carefree smile, his heart aches as if it's being stabbed.

Now that the opportunity has come, he doesn't want to miss it.

Thinking of this, he immediately got up, called the two old men, one fat and one thin, and strode outside.

"Young Prince, where are you going so late?"

Lu Lin appeared at the opportune moment, silently appearing at the courtyard gate like a ghost.

"Senior Tang Tang."

Murong Cheng was startled and said somewhat flusteredly, "A friend invited me to have a drink and maybe spar a bit."

"The young prince is lying to me? I really can't trust Tang."

Lu Lin sighed softly and lowered his voice, "You're going to assassinate Lin Donghai, aren't you?"

What?
Murong Cheng, along with the two old men, one fat and one thin, paled drastically, their auras instantly tensing.

Lu Lin, how did you know that?
Has this matter already been leaked?

So, regardless of whether the assassination attempt on Lin Donghai succeeds or fails, the Jingwang Mansion will face annihilation, and it might even implicate the entire Murong clan.
"Don't worry, this matter has not been leaked. It's just that Mr. Tang's hearing has become more acute and his eyesight has become more sharp. He deduced it from some things he saw and heard."

Lu Lin offered an explanation, then continued, "What? Does the young prince intend to go alone, without taking me, Tang, with him?"

"this."

Murong Cheng hesitated.

Lu Lin's strength was unfathomable, so he naturally wanted to bring Lu Lin along.

However, he had only known Lu Lin for a short time, and this was a matter of life and death concerning the Jing Prince's mansion, especially since the Jing Prince had given him strict instructions.
"What I hate most in my life is a wicked Taoist priest like Lin Donghai who disregards human life. If I have the chance, I will definitely eliminate him!"

"Furthermore, Lin Donghai is, after all, from the Blood Fiend Demon Sect, possessing all sorts of strange spells and treasures. Although Prince Jing has made ample preparations, he may not actually be able to kill him, in case of any unforeseen circumstances."

Lu Lin stopped there and didn't continue.

There can be no surprises in this matter.

If anything goes wrong, the Prince Jing's mansion will surely be destroyed.

Lu Lin's strength is unfathomable; with his assistance, everything will be foolproof.

Murong Cheng finally made his decision. He gritted his teeth, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I beg Senior Tang to lend me a hand!"

"Please lead the way!"

Lu Lin waved his hand.

The four of them, under the cover of darkness, quietly left the capital.

"Father has discovered that Lin Donghai's secluded cultivation place is in Yanling. He has built a hidden cave in Yanling. Killing him there will make it easy to pin the blame on a demon beast, ensuring no mistakes."

After leaving the capital, Murong Cheng explained.

Lu Lin was not surprised.

The Yan Kingdom has a total of six level-three spiritual veins. The five major sects each occupy one, and the remaining one is located in the Yan Mountains, and it is the largest one.

The third-level spiritual vein has extremely rich spiritual energy, even in the outer ridge of Yanling. Lin Donghai's success rate is 10% higher if he chooses to cultivate in seclusion here to break through.

Lu Lin grabbed Murong Cheng's arm, circulated his blood energy, and carried Murong Cheng along. The speed of the four of them increased significantly, and they became several blurry shadows in the night.

The capital of the Yan Kingdom was not far from the Yanling Mountains, and before long, the vast Yanling Mountains came into view.

"That way"

Murong Cheng pointed out the direction, clearly indicating that he had already learned about Lin Donghai's secluded training location from Prince Jing.

The four of them moved swiftly through the mountains and forests, the sound of their clothes rustling through the air particularly clear in the silent night forest.

The two old men, one fat and one thin, exuded a powerful aura, and any demonic beasts that approached were frightened away by their fierce presence.

Soon, they arrived at the foot of a beautiful mountain peak.

The mountain peaks are extremely majestic, like a straight long sword piercing the sky. In the darkness, the peaks cannot be seen, only a sense of oppression can be felt.

"This is where that demon secluded himself."

Murong Cheng said.

The four concealed their presence and quietly approached. Suddenly, Lu Lin's eyes narrowed, and he waved his hand to stop them.

Around the mountain peak, several array flags lay fallen, their flagpoles broken and devoid of spiritual energy, clearly having been violently destroyed.

"These are the array flags used to set up the formation. They're already damaged. It seems that Prince Jing and the others have already gone inside."

Lu Lin said in a deep voice.

As you can see, there is a cave on the cliff face of the mountain, and a stone door above the cave. But now the stone door is broken into pieces, with broken stones scattered all over the ground. It was obviously smashed by someone with great force.

"go!"

Lu Lin took the lead and rushed into the stone gate in a flash, his blood energy faintly flowing on his body.

Now that he is highly skilled and daring, he really doesn't take a mere mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator seriously.

The cave is 100 meters deep. At the end of the cave, a huge cavern has been carved out.

"This is."

Upon entering the cave, all four of them stared in disbelief at the sight before them.

All around the cave, corpses were piled up, densely packed. These corpses had one thing in common: they were all dried up like twigs, devoid of blood, their eyes staring blankly upwards. There were no fewer than three hundred of them.

Judging from the characteristics of these corpses, they were all martial artists who had achieved some level of skill in martial arts training.

"Blood Demon Heavenly Art!"

Lu Lin spoke in a low voice, his tone icy.

The Blood Fiend Heavenly Demon Art is a powerful demonic art within the Blood Fiend Demon Sect. Although its power is not as great as Luo Siqing's "Nine Netherworld Demon Flame Technique," its difficulty in cultivation is also far less.

As long as there is a sufficient amount of various types of blood, it will be fine.

Of course, the blood of warriors, demon beasts, and cultivators is even more effective.

Therefore, there are a great many cultivators practicing this demonic art within the Blood Fiend Demon Sect.

Clearly, these corpses were martial artists whom Lin Donghai had abducted for training.

boom!
Suddenly, a violent roar came from the depths of the cave, accompanied by faint shouts of battle and the sounds of clashing spells, causing the entire mountain to tremble slightly, and boulders to fall from above.

"Father."

Murong Cheng looked anxious and could no longer contain himself, rushing deeper into the cave.

Deep inside the cave, there is another passage that extends forward.

Lu Lin and the others quickly followed, and the deeper they went, the clearer the sounds of fighting became.

At this moment, at the other end of the passage, Prince Jing was in dire straits.

At this moment, only three wounded experts remained, gathered with Prince Jing, leaning against the stone wall, struggling to hold on. From all directions, countless dark figures, wailing and howling, were frantically rushing towards them. Each impact caused their protective blood energy to fluctuate violently.

High in the sky, a black banner, as large as a mountain, fluttered and roared, emanating demonic energy. Countless dark figures emerged from the banner, rushing towards Prince Jing and his companions like a tidal wave.

"traitor!"

Prince Jing stared at a man on the shore of Lin Donghai, his eyes blazing with fury, wishing he could devour him alive.

He was fooled!

This is all a setup, a trap, a trap to lure them in.

Lin Donghai did not actually go into seclusion to break through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment. His announcement at the birthday banquet was just bait.

One of his trusted confidants had long been bribed by Lin Donghai.

It was he who told Prince Jing the location of Lin Donghai's seclusion.

When they arrive, they will not only face Lin Donghai at his peak, but also an assistant Lin Donghai has invited—a cultivator who also comes from the Demonic Sect, bears a resemblance to Lin Donghai, and has reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.
Facing two well-prepared Foundation Establishment mid-stage experts, Prince Jing and his companions were no match for them and suffered heavy casualties in a short period of time.

"Murong Fu, you actually dared to assassinate a great cultivator of the Demonic Sect. You are truly audacious and deserve to have your entire family executed."

Lin Donghai possessed overwhelming demonic power, icy killing intent, and was surrounded by blood-red light.

"Lin Donghai, you have committed countless murders. I cannot kill you, but Heaven will take your place sooner or later."

Prince Jing roared, his voice filled with resentment and despair.

"Hahaha, what's the use of barking in vain?"

Lin Donghai laughed loudly, his laughter echoing in the cave: "I might as well tell you, I was originally not very confident about breaking through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, but with your essence blood, my confidence will increase to 80%. After I break through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, I may really have the opportunity to touch the Golden Core Path. At that time, who will take me in?"

"you you."

Prince Jing was so angry that his eyes turned bloodshot, his whole body trembled, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He understood completely.

Lin Donghai deliberately fished at the banquet, his aim being to lure in a group of experts so that he could use their life essence to break through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

This is his true purpose.

The Demonic Sect is arrogant, but it is restrained by the other four major sects and does not dare to go too far, such as openly hunting down royal innate martial artists for cultivation.
But if someone dares to attempt an assassination, then they deserve to die.

The other four major sects couldn't say anything either.

After all, for a mere warrior to dare hunt immortals is a provocation against the authority of the immortals.

"Second brother, give it your all and finish them off!"

Lin Donghai turned to another cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, speaking in a relaxed tone as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

The man nodded, formed hand seals, and his spiritual power surged. The black banner in the sky shone brightly with demonic light, and the overwhelming demonic light, accompanied by an even denser wave of ghostly shadows, rushed towards Prince Jing and the others.

Lin Donghai also formed hand seals, unleashing a raging sea of ​​blood that swept towards Prince Jing and the others.

"My life is over, but I've dragged Cheng'er and the others down with me."

Prince Jing revealed deep resentment and guilt.

It is conceivable that with their deaths, the Jingwang Mansion would not be spared, and the fate of Murong Cheng and others would likely be extremely tragic.

"Father."

Just then, a familiar shout came from the passageway, filled with panic and urgency.

Prince Jing was terrified.

Zheng!
At the same time, a clear and melodious sword cry resounded through the sky, seemingly capable of tearing one's eardrums.

A blood-red sword light, like a bolt of lightning falling from the heavens, flashed by in an instant, seemingly capable of cleaving the entire space in two. Wherever it passed, the demonic energy dissipated.

As the sword light swept across, the sea of ​​blood was cleaved in two, and countless ghostly figures vanished like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Swish!
A figure, moving with astonishing speed and carrying surging blood energy, transformed into a dazzling rainbow sword light and pounced towards Lin Donghai with overwhelming momentum!
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