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

Chapter 114 Slaying a Mid-Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator and demanding his cultivation technique.

This sword light naturally belonged to Lu Lin.

This was his final, powerful strike, his sword aura like a rainbow, seemingly capable of shattering heaven and earth. Even before the sword light arrived, the sharp sword energy had already traveled over a hundred meters away, causing Lin Donghai's expression to change drastically and his hair to stand on end.

Danger, extremely dangerous!
His spiritual power erupted instantly, and a blood-red jade pendant at his waist suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light, flying out and rapidly growing larger, like a jade wall, upon which mysterious runes flowed, radiating a heavy defensive aura.

This is a high-grade defensive magic artifact, which Lin Donghai always carries on his waist so that he can use it at any critical moment.

As he unleashed his defensive artifact, he rapidly formed hand seals, and a dense surge of blood light erupted, transforming into a blood-red giant tens of meters tall, with a ferocious face and exuding a nauseatingly bloody aura.

This is a powerful spell that can only be unleashed when the "Blood Demon Art" has been cultivated to an extremely high level; it is called Blood Demon.

It is said that when this spell is cultivated to its highest level, the 'Blood Fiend Demon' that is formed can carry a wisp of the demonic power of the ancient Blood Fiend Demon.

Lin Donghai is naturally far from reaching this level, but his power should not be underestimated.

With a wave of his hand, the Blood Demon King clasped his hands together and, with overwhelming force, pressed down on Lu Lin.

After unleashing two powerful methods, Lin Donghai finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt somewhat at ease.

But the next moment, his pupils widened suddenly, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Boom!
At this moment, Lu Lin's sword light collided violently with Lin Donghai's defensive magic weapon, producing a deafening roar.

In just a moment, Lin Donghai clearly saw that the defensive magic weapon was covered with spider web-like cracks, and then with a bang, it exploded into dozens of fragments, which scattered in all directions.

The crimson sword light, undiminished in its momentum, rushed towards him like a floodgate bursting open, colliding with the Blood Demon's palms.

"break!"

Lu Lin snorted softly.

His gaze remained calm and serene.

However, the blood energy within the Blood Pattern Steel Sword was as fierce and surging as a volcanic eruption.

Under the suppression of the Heaven and Earth Profound Qi, the three types of blood qi intertwined and twisted into one. Under the guidance of the Heaven and Earth Profound Qi, coupled with a perfect-level killing move, his sword light not only possessed terrifying explosive power but also became extremely sharp.

laugh.
A soft sound rang out, and the Blood Demon, which was tens of meters tall, had its clasped hands easily cut open. Then, its entire body was split in two and vanished into a sky full of bloody light.

The sword flashed past, swift as lightning.
Blood splattered everywhere as Lin Donghai's head flew high into the air, his eyes still wide open, filled with intense shock and confusion, as if he couldn't believe he was dead. Then his gaze dimmed completely, and his headless corpse fell to the ground.

Not far away, another cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, whom Lin Donghai called "Second Brother," gasped in shock, his soul nearly leaving his body. Without thinking, he immediately activated the 'Ghost Banner' to wrap himself up, transforming into a streak of black light that shot into the sky, wanting only to escape this dangerous place as quickly as possible.

This place is located in the heart of a region surrounded by several mountains, with sheer cliffs on all sides, making it isolated from the world.

To get in, the only options besides carving a passage through the mountain are to fly down from a great height.

However, Lin Donghai had also set up a concealment array in the sky, so even if ordinary birds and beasts flew over from above, they would not be able to detect the abnormality below.

"What a small world! Now that we've run into each other, there's no going back."

Lu Lin muttered to himself, then reached out and grabbed Lin Donghai's storage bag and the remaining magical artifact. Without even looking at them, he put them away.

Then, he pushed off with both legs, and his blood energy gushed out, generating a powerful thrust that propelled Lu Lin into the sky like a cannonball, a blood-red rainbow chasing after his opponent.

This person turned out to be an 'old acquaintance'.

Elder Lin of the Demonic Sect.

That's right, it's Elder Lin who led eight hundred warriors to the Four Nether Mountains, and was prepared to sacrifice those eight hundred warriors to help him refine the 'Ghost Banner' in order to seize the 'Skull Nether Flower'.

Seeing Lu Lin chasing after him with murderous intent, Elder Lin was terrified. He pushed his speed to the limit, pouring all his spiritual power into the Ghost Banner, transforming it into an even faster black light that soared through the air, wanting only to escape as quickly as possible.

But he was fast, and Lu Lin was even faster.

For a martial artist at the peak of the Innate Realm, traversing the air is far less efficient than long-distance flight than undergoing Foundation Establishment cultivation, because the energy consumption is too great.

However, in short-distance dashes, relying on astonishing explosive power, the martial artist is in no way weaker, and may even be stronger.

Lu Lin possessed three types of Thirty-Six Pattern Blood Qi, which, under the suppression of the Heaven and Earth Profound Qi, erupted simultaneously, like a 'shock engine,' pushing his speed to the extreme, leaving a long trail of blood-red flame in the air.

The distance between him and Elder Lin was rapidly closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“My friend, I am an elder of the Blood Fiend Demon Sect. Killing me will not benefit you at all, and you will be endlessly hunted down by the Demon Sect. Why not let me go? I will pretend that what happened before never happened.”

Elder Lin felt the increasingly approaching, sharp aura behind him, his scalp tingling. He used his spiritual sense to vibrate the air and let out a roar, trying to survive.

"Is she so terrified that she's lost her composure? How could she say something so stupid?"

Lu Lin remained silent, but inwardly he was contemptuous, and his speed did not decrease in the slightest.

The dead are the safest. Let him go? Are we just waiting for revenge? He's no greenhorn.

Elder Lin had clearly considered this point as well, and knowing that his words were unconvincing, he quickly added, "I can swear an oath to my inner demons that I will not divulge a single word of what happened today. If I break this oath, may my inner demons retaliate and my soul be scattered!"

"Okay, then stop for now and show your sincerity."

Lu Lin called out, his voice steady, revealing neither joy nor anger.

But Elder Lin dared not stop. Who knew if the other party would immediately kill him if he stopped? He could only continue to flee for his life, even burning his life essence to increase his speed by half a step.

Lu Lin fell silent, fully activating his Blood Qi, causing the crimson light around him to intensify. Ten breaths later, the distance between the two was less than five hundred meters, and Lu Lin could even clearly see the look of terror on the other's face.

Elder Lin knew Lu Lin wouldn't let this go, and a desperate ruthlessness flashed in his eyes as he roared, "If you want to kill me, then we'll die together! Netherworld Ghost Realm, kill them all!"

He spat out several mouthfuls of blood essence into the 'Ghost Banner', and his face instantly paled.

With the help of this essence and blood, the Ghost Banner shone brightly with dark light, and wails filled the air. Countless ferocious ghostly figures, carrying billowing black mist, rushed towards Lu Lin like a tidal wave. The yin wind howled, turning this void into a ghostly realm, and the temperature plummeted.

But how powerful is Lu Lin's Blood Qi now?
His entire body was covered in a blood-red aura, scorching hot, his qi and blood like a furnace, a giant, blazing inferno, extremely yang and strong, the nemesis of these yin and evil spirits. As soon as the ghostly figures approached within three zhang of him, they howled miserably, like ice and snow meeting the sun, turning into thick smoke and dissipating.

The place where Lu Lin stood seemed to have become a pure land, where no ghosts could approach.

"You demons and monsters, how dare you block my way? Get out of my way!"

Lu Lin gave a low shout and slashed with his sword! The movement was sleek and swift!
A blood-red sword light flashed, stretching for hundreds of meters, like a celestial river flowing backwards, directly cleaving the gloomy 'Ghost Realm' in two, and countless ghostly figures vanished into thin air under this sword strike.

Then, Lu Lin merged with his sword, leaping into the air and transforming into a crimson lightning bolt, stabbing towards the panicked Elder Lin. Elder Lin was terrified, and in his survival instinct, he desperately waved the 'Ghost Banner' in a final desperate attempt.

The Ghost Banner fluttered loudly, its demonic energy surging and rapidly expanding, its surface obscuring the sky and the sun, like a giant black curtain, enveloping Lu Lin, trying to wrap him up and pull him into the Ghost Banner for refinement.

But these struggles are utterly useless in the face of absolute power.

Oh!

The crimson sword light swept past, indestructible and unstoppable. The tough surface of the Ghost Banner was easily torn apart like rags, and its spiritual light dimmed instantly.

The sword flashed again.
puff!

The sword light pierced Elder Lin's brow with pinpoint accuracy, the sharp sword energy instantly destroying his life force. Then, Lu Lin's wrist trembled slightly, the blood-patterned steel sword quivered, and sword energy erupted, causing Elder Lin's head to explode like a watermelon, with red and white matter splattering everywhere.

With a swift grab of his left hand, he snatched Elder Lin's storage bag and stored it inside the Martial Arts Furnace without even looking at it.

The next moment, the tattered 'Ghost Banner' floated lightly into his hand, its spiritual light dimmed, and most of its demonic energy dissipated.

"Unfortunately, this 'Ghost Banner' is severely damaged, its spiritual energy has been greatly depleted, and its value has been significantly reduced. Alas, it seems that I should be more 'gentle' in the future and try to preserve the spoils of war."

Lu Lin thought to himself, somewhat annoyed.

Every time he made a move, it was too domineering and fierce. The cultivators' magical artifacts were often smashed to pieces by him. Even if they were collected together later, their spiritual power was greatly depleted, and the amount of cultivation time that could be exchanged was greatly reduced, which was a great pity.

This is practically throwing money away.

Lu Lin looked down at the scene below.

In the mountains and forests, Elder Lin's headless corpse quickly attracted a large number of demonic beasts with keen senses of smell. They pounced on it and began to tear and plunder it, not even sparing the bones. In the blink of an eye, the corpse was gone, leaving only a pool of blood.

Lu Lin then concealed his aura and flew towards Lin Donghai's cave, landing lightly.

At this moment, Prince Jing and the others had already killed the traitor. Seeing Lu Lin return, they quickly straightened their clothes, hurried over, and bowed in unison to express their gratitude. Their attitude was extremely respectful: "Junior Murong Fu greets Senior Tang. We were saved by your help this time. Otherwise, we would have perished long ago. This kindness is like being reborn."

This time, he adopted a very humble attitude, his tone filled with gratitude and lingering fear.

He no longer refers to himself as "this king".

seeing is believing.

Previously, when he heard Murong Cheng praise Lu Lin's unfathomable strength, saying that he could instantly kill a cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, he was skeptical and always felt that his son might have exaggerated.

But now, having witnessed Lu Lin easily defeat Lin Donghai, who was in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, he finally believed it and realized that Murong Cheng's description was not only not exaggerated, but even somewhat inadequate.

Such strength is simply astonishing! It far surpasses that of these innate martial artists.

As expected of a warrior from the Great Xia Dynasty! He certainly cannot be judged by ordinary standards.

"How could I refuse the invitation from the young prince?"

Lu Lin smiled calmly, his tone casual, as if he had just done something insignificant.

"Senior, may I ask which Foundation Establishment cultivator escaped?"

Prince Jing asked tentatively, though he already had the answer in his heart, but still wanted to confirm it, since this matter was of great importance and no one could be left alive.

"died!"

Lu Lin said calmly, his tone undisturbed.

Upon hearing this, Prince Jing and the others visibly breathed a sigh of relief. They exchanged glances, each seeing a sense of relief in the other's eyes, as if the last weight had been lifted from their hearts.

With both villains executed and the news kept from leaking out, the crisis at Prince Jing's residence was finally averted.

Prince Jing once again solemnly cupped his hands and bowed deeply, his tone utterly sincere: "This time, I fell into Lin Donghai's treacherous scheme, nearly resulting in the annihilation of my entire army, and potentially implicating the entire Prince Jing's Mansion, and even the entire Murong Clan. If that happens, I will be a sinner for all eternity, deserving of death a hundred times over! I, Murong Fu, will never forget such a great kindness, and have no way to repay it! If you have any needs, please give me your orders, and I will serve you faithfully without hesitation!"

Oh?
Lu Lin's eyes flashed, knowing that the time he had been waiting for had finally arrived!
"To be honest, before I came to Yan, I heard that the Yan royal family's 'Purple-Eyed Dragon Eye Blood Qi Technique' was profound and mysterious. The blood qi they cultivated was powerful and domineering, far surpassing ordinary blood qi, and their killing moves were even more fierce and unparalleled. I have always been curious about it. May I borrow it to take a look?"

Lu Lin then revealed his true purpose.

He portrayed himself as a "martial arts fanatic," having come from the powerful Xia Dynasty and traveled the world in search of various powerful martial arts, integrating the strengths of different schools to pursue the ultimate martial arts path.

It would be abnormal for such a character to be uninterested in the 'Purple-Eyed Dragon Ape Blood Qi Technique,' a secret technique passed down by the Yan royal family.

It is perfectly reasonable for him to ask for the cultivation technique at this moment, and it is consistent with his consistent behavior.

If you don't want anything, it might seem like you have ulterior motives, arousing suspicion.

Speaking at this moment is perfectly timed and fits his persona.

"So it turns out that the senior was after the 'Purple-Eyed Dragon Ape Blood Qi Technique'."

Prince Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he revealed an expression that said, "I knew it."

It's perfectly normal for a martial arts master who pursues the pinnacle to be interested in the most renowned techniques of the Murong family.

"If it weren't for your righteous intervention, Senior, the Murong Clan would likely have faced annihilation. Such a great favor is like being reborn. Since you've spoken, Senior, I have no intention of refusing. However…"

Prince Jing spoke sincerely, but as he spoke, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

Although he still harbored a slight suspicion that Lu Lin's two rescues of Murong Cheng and him might be intentional, he wondered if Lu Lin was deliberately trying to get close to him.

But these thoughts are no longer important in the face of absolute gratitude and power.

The fact is, Lu Lin really did save them, father and son, twice, and the entire Jingwang Mansion. Both morally and logically, he couldn't refuse Lu Lin's request, nor did he have any reason to do so.

"Just what? But you can say it."

Lu Lin raised an eyebrow, appropriately showing a hint of curiosity.

"However, nowadays, the 'Purple-Eyed Dragon Ape Blood Qi Technique' passed down in our Murong family is almost unable to successfully condense blood qi. I'm afraid it will disappoint you, senior."

Prince Jing hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth, his face showing a mixture of embarrassment and helplessness.

(End of this chapter)