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152: Chapter 152 Isn't it good to be alive?

"I see it clearly! I see it clearly!"

Zhao Liangcai nodded with a face full of smiles. He winked at his subordinates nearby and then said, "So Your Excellency truly is a high disciple of the Qingmu Sect. This was indeed my discourtesy. However, I cannot make decisions on my own regarding this matter. How about I use a communication talisman to contact my Family Elder? Once my Family Elder replies, I will let Fellow Daoist pass."

This was his method to stall for time.

As for using a communication talisman to contact the Family Elder, he was merely putting on a show.

Anyway, when to let someone pass and when to reply—wasn't that entirely up to him?

Dragging it out for a bit longer would buy more time; as long as the Family could finish handling the matters inside as soon as possible, he might even receive commendations from the Family.

"Are you playing me for a fool?"

Hearing Zhao Liangcai's words, Lin Shen's expression darkened instantly, his brows furrowed tightly, and a flash of murderous intent flickered in his eyes.

He had already been patient enough, trying to persuade Zhao Liangcai and the others with kind words.

Yet these people were so ignorant of life and death that even after he took out a series of identity tokens, they still wanted to stall him.

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. It's just that my status is lowly, and I truly cannot make the decision. I hope Fellow Daoist will forgive me. Rest assured, it won't take long!"

Zhao Liangcai said with a beaming smile.

Stall!

It was nothing more than the art of stalling.

He didn't lose his temper with Lin Shen; no matter what Lin Shen said, he welcomed him with a smiling face, as long as time could be stalled.

Even if Lin Shen couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to force his way through, he would merely put up a symbolic resistance, and all responsibility would completely fall outside of him.

"Hehe..."

Facing Zhao Liangcai's cheeky grin, Lin Shen only let out a cold chuckle, the murderous intent in his heart surging.

"Sigh, you forced me to do this. I've already given you chances, but you didn't cherish them. It's hard to save a damned ghost with kind words..."

Amidst the surging murderous intent in his heart, Lin Shen sighed and shook his head; he no longer wanted to endure this.

The longer time was dragged out, the more unfavorable it would be for him.

After all, his identity as a member of the Qingmu Sect was forged, and these identity tokens were items he had stripped from dead bodies.

If it was dragged out for too long, the upper echelon of the Zhao Family might discover something was amiss, which would be even more disadvantageous for him by then.

Since there was no way to get away with it peacefully like this, he could only let these people of the Zhao Family go into the soul-absorbing banner for a chat.

As his voice fell, Lin Shen's figure suddenly flickered.

Streaks of afterimages bloomed in the air.

Zhao Liangcai and the others thought nothing of it. From beginning to end, he only thought Lin Shen wanted to force his way through and would not rashly offend their Zhao Family.

Furthermore, they had enough confidence in their own strength and did not believe that the Lin Shen before them could deal with them.

Just as Zhao Liangcai and the others were preparing to make a move to block him symbolically, a bloody light flashed.

Puchi!

The blood fiend flying knife suddenly and silently appeared, directly piercing through the center of Zhao Liangcai's brows and leaving a bloody hole on it.

Without even having time to react, let alone scream, Zhao Liangcai widened his eyes as his body fell straight toward the ground.

Before the others could react, Lin Shen's figure shuttled quickly.

Startling Thunder Flash!

In just a breath or two, the flying knife killed the enemy. Under the slaughter of the blood fiend flying knife, the remaining few Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators couldn't even withstand a single move from Lin Shen, successively becoming nourishment for the blood fiend flying knife.

Having successively beheaded multiple Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators, the blood fiend aura on the blood fiend flying knife floating and circling around Lin Shen's body grew a bit denser, becoming even sharper.

"Look, all of this is what you brought upon yourselves..."

Lin Shen shook his head and sighed.

Lin Shen did not know that these people only wanted to block him symbolically so that they would have a reason to report back to the Family.

However, even if he knew, so what?

Being stubborn and playing petty tricks on him was already a path to courting death.

Anyway, he didn't know how many Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators and other Cultivators had already died by his hands; adding a few more now caused Lin Shen no psychological burden at all—it was just something done effortlessly along the way.

If it weren't for his scruples regarding the Yunmeng City Zhao Family and not wanting to stir up trouble earlier, he could have slaughtered all these people in a single encounter.

With a sigh, the soul-absorbing banner appeared in Lin Shen's hand.

"Fellow Daoists, I am a kind-hearted person and cannot bear to watch your souls scatter. Why not enter the soul-absorbing banner for a gathering?"

The words fell.

The soul-absorbing banner waved.

Those scattering souls in the air were instantly devoured by countless evil ghosts, and the black Qi inside the entire soul-absorbing banner grew much denser.

Swallowing blood Qi and absorbing souls.

Lin Shen then took away the Storage Pouches and all items on everyone's bodies. Finally, a surge of thunder fire spread, and amidst the blowing breeze, a trace of ash drifted with the wind, instantly making all traces at the scene vanish without a trace.

Having finished handling the scene completely.

Lin Shen took out the treasure-seeking compass and directly consumed two years' worth of stored moon essence to drive it.

"Kid, head south!"

Receiving feedback from the treasure-seeking compass, under his control, Elder Hun, who had been silent all along, spoke up to guide him from the side.

Hearing Elder Hun's voice, Lin Shen nodded, his figure flickering as he rapidly dashed towards the southern direction.

The further they went into the interior of this mountain range, the more rich smells of blood and fragmented corpses could be seen everywhere.

The attire worn by these corpses mostly belonged to people from the Yunmeng City Zhao Family.

Aside from the people of the Yunmeng City Zhao Family, there was also the uniform attire of another unknown Family.

Facing these ubiquitous corpses, Lin Shen shook his head and did not stay here, instead following Elder Hun's guidance to continue deeper into the interior.

Most of those corpses were in the Qi Refining Realm, while the Foundation Establishment Realm ones were pitifully few. He couldn't muster any interest, only using the soul-absorbing banner to capture some lingering souls in the air.

"Right, right, right. According to my positional guidance, travel about another twenty or thirty miles in the northeast direction."

Elder Hun had Lin Shen make another turn. Seeing the landmarks fed back by the treasure-seeking compass getting closer and closer, his voice also grew somewhat excited.

He knew that Lin Shen entered the Land of Leize to seek a Breakthrough to the Golden Core Realm.

As long as Lin Shen achieved a Breakthrough to the Golden Core, presumably the enemies he hunted would also become stronger and stronger. By then, staying inside the soul-absorbing banner, the soul Qi he swallowed would become denser and more abundant, and the recovery speed of his soul body's injuries would also become faster and faster.

"Mn, hopefully no unexpected changes will occur midway..."

Feeling the bloody smell around him grow heavier and the corpses on the ground grow more numerous, a trace of worry involuntarily flashed through Lin Shen's heart.

Although he did not know what the Yunmeng City Zhao Family was doing in this mountain range,

judging by so many corpses before his eyes and such a rich smell of blood, whatever they were doing was definitely no small matter.

The only thing Lin Shen was somewhat worried about was that there might be people with formidable cultivation from the Zhao Family at that entrance. Once discovered by them, it would instead turn out unfavorably for himself.

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