103: Chapter 103 Lu Zi, Niu Zi

Lin Bei watched the person approaching, but he did not resist, letting her throw herself into his arms.

"Hmph..." Shangguan Yue could not help but roll her eyes.

"Brother Lin!" The little lolita Wang Shirui fluttered her big eyes.

Lin Bei chuckled, "How did it go? Did you find the sacred heart token?"

"No..." Wang Shirui pouted and shook her head, then, as if offering a treasure, she took out an item, "However, we found this!"

Lin Bei's eyes lit up, and he immediately took it.

This was clearly an immortal bell fragment.

"Where did you find it? And... the rest of you?"

Wang Shirui nodded, "Mm-hmm, Sister Qingcheng, Sister Zixia, and I all appeared around a large ruin!"

"After we met up, we explored the ruins and quickly found this fragment!"

"Then, Sister Qingcheng and Sister Zixia decided to keep searching over there and let me come out to find you."

"Ruins?" Lin Bei was somewhat puzzled.

The mountain and river map was filled with endless mountains, and he had never seen any buildings here before; how could there be ruins?

However, he naturally did not doubt Wang Shirui's words.

After thinking for a moment, he decided it was better to find Chen Ping and Shi Hao first.

Now that a half-saint Old Witch who likes eating young boys has appeared, it is truly worrisome.

"Sigh! I was too lazy before; if only I had strengthened their power sooner..."

Lin Bei felt a bit annoyed that he hadn't prepared any life-saving measures for the people around him.

"That Old Witch is quite cautious, too; she hasn't revealed her location yet, otherwise I would have just gone over and wiped her out already!"

"Hmm?" Lin Bei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at the group, "Let's go, we're going to Lianyun Mountain!"

"Lianyun Mountain?" Feng Xiaoyao was taken aback, "Brother, are you also planning to join Ming Daozi's Demon-Slaying Alliance?"

Lianyun Mountain was the base of operations for the Alliance Ming Daozi had formed, and now thousands of Cultivators were gathered there.

Even the Dao Integration Realm Prodigy from the Western Desert, Monk Sanzang, had joined it.

Lin Bei shook his head, "I'm not going to join the Alliance. I just feel that the process of you all escaping from that Old Witch was a bit strange..."

"Perhaps that Old Witch will go looking for them herself! Besides, my two Disciples might also be heading there!"

Feng Xiaoyao was shocked, "Brother, are you saying that I was deliberately let go by that Old Witch?"

"This is just my guess!" Lin Bei glanced at Wang Teng, who had been following a few yards behind them.

In Wang Teng's hand, he was dragging a Cultivator who looked like a dead dog; it was Xue Wuya.

After hearing what Feng Xiaoyao said, Lin Bei decided to spare Xue Wuya's life for now; he might come in handy later.

"With Fellow Daoist Wang and Ming Daozi's strength, and holding a Sacred Artifact, it is indeed not difficult to escape from a half-saint by surprise..."

The group changed direction and flew towards Lianyun Mountain.

On the way, Ma Hu muttered to himself.

"Lv Xiaoyao, Lv Qingyang, Lv Xiucai, Lv Dongbin..."

Niu Ren slapped him on the forehead, "What are you muttering about?"

Ma Hu looked serious, "Brother Niu! This donkey suddenly realized that the name 'Ma Hu' is too vulgar and doesn't suit me, a donkey of the Haoran Dao!"

"I've decided to change my name!"

As soon as he said this, it attracted the attention of the others who were bored on the journey.

Niu Ren nodded in deep agreement, "Not bad, brother, I've wanted to say this for a long time. You're a member of the donkey family; having the surname Ma is easy for people to laugh at..."

Feng Xiaoyao leaned in, "As far as I know, the Holy Donkey Clan basically all have the surname Lv, right?"

"That's right! I want to change my surname to Lv too!" Ma Hu puffed out his chest, looking somewhat smug, as if he had already thought of an incredible name.

"Stop playing games, hurry up and say it!" Niu Ren slapped him again.

"In the past, when this old donkey was traveling in the secular world, I discovered that those great Confucian scholars who possessed the Qi of Haoran were all called So-and-so Zi, for example, Confucius, Mencius, Mozi..."

"So... you?" Niu Ren frowned, having a bad feeling.

"That's right!" Ma Hu said excitedly, "From now on, this old donkey will be called Lv Zi! How about it?"

The group was speechless. The point was, looking at this donkey's expression, he really seemed proud of himself for coming up with such an excellent name...

Niu Ren grabbed his ear, "Lv Zi, Lv Zi! What's the difference between this and taking off your pants to fart!?"

"Doesn't it sound good? Just hearing it, it's a donkey name full of Haoran righteousness!" Lv Zi looked aggrieved.

Then he looked at Niu Ren, as if he had thought of something, "No, Brother Niu, you must be envious of me for coming up with such a good name!"

"If you are jealous, you can completely change your name to Niu Zi! It's also quite good..."

"Niu Zi? I'll give you a Niu Zi!" Niu Ren's fist, the size of a sandbag, went straight for his face.

The group shook their heads and laughed, continuing their journey.

Only the Fire Bird on Lin Bei's shoulder muttered in a low voice, "Niao Zi? Kunkun? Hmm! Kunkun sounds better!"

Three days later.

When Lin Bei and the others quietly approached Lianyun Mountain, they happened to see another group of people who had just arrived.

"Haha... Fellow Daoist Tiemu! Your arrival has greatly increased the strength of our Demon-Slaying Alliance. We can set out to find that Old Witch as early as today!"

Ming Daozi stood in the air, looking at the golden-haired big man opposite him.

The big man was carrying a gleaming golden machete on his shoulder; he was the Dao Integration Realm Prodigy from the Northern Territory.

Behind him, there were dozens of young Cultivators from the Northern Territory.

Lin Bei had already learned about him; this person was named Tiemu Xiong, and he possessed the extremely powerful Brahma War Body.

Tiemu Xiong didn't seem to care much for Ming Daozi, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"You Nether Soul Hall never do anything decent. I have no interest in joining your so-called Alliance!"

"However, that Old Witch is indeed detestable. In the past few days, some of our Northern Territory Cultivators have also met with misfortune!"

"I can agree to act with you, and when it's time to strike, I won't hesitate!"

Many Cultivators who came here had this thought, but only Tiemu Xiong said it so straightforwardly.

Ming Daozi's face was still full of smiles, "No matter, Brother Tiemu, it is best if you can join us in the attack!"

In his heart, however, he was sneering.

"If it weren't for the fear that the Old Witch would pick us off one by one, and the need for top-tier Prodigies to entangle her, would I even be smiling at you?"

If it came to killing a half-saint, the combined attack of the thousands of Cultivators in the Demon-Slaying Alliance was now powerful enough.

The fear was that the opponent wouldn't confront them directly, so the more combat power like Tiemu Xiong's, the better.

Lin Bei frowned; he had already checked all the thousands of Cultivators on the mountain.

Shi Hao and Chen Ping were not there, but he unexpectedly discovered Xiao Yan secretly mixed in the crowd.

He didn't know if he was planning to deal with the Old Witch or Ming Daozi.

A day later, several people flew in from the south, panicked.

"The... the Old Witch has appeared! She's just in that area about twenty thousand li away!" As they neared Lianyun Mountain, the few of them shouted.