108: Chapter 108 Righteousness Reaching the Heavens

Lin Bei immediately withdrew his hand, ignoring Jiao Yufeng's extremely sinister expression, and shouted toward the sky.

"Senior Tianyuan, is something the matter?"

Saint Tianyuan's voice carried a hint of embarrassment, "Little Friend, this old man shamelessly requests that you do your best to save all these Prodigies!"

On the plaza outside, after Saint Tianyuan finished speaking, he watched the mountain and river map's projection with some nervousness.

Heaven knows how excited he was after Lin Bei displayed his strength, as if seeing the only ray of light in endless darkness.

"No matter the cost, we must make Little Friend Lin agree to help!" His gaze was firm.

"Ah, this!" Lin Bei made a bitter face, "Senior, this Junior should naturally be duty-bound for such a matter, but you should also be able to tell that this flame does not belong to this Junior himself..."

"It doesn't matter if I use a little less, it's just that if this Junior forcefully uses too much, I will also suffer great harm myself..."

Between the lines, it all revealed one meaning.

Saving people is fine, but you have to pay more!

Jiao Yufeng's expression grew increasingly ugly, "You are not keeping your word?"

"Hmph!" Before Lin Bei could retort, Saint Tianyuan had already spoken first, "You witch! Stop spouting nonsense; Little Friend Lin hasn't sworn an oath yet, so he can naturally change his mind!"

"Little Friend Lin, rest assured, no matter how great the cost, our Sacred Heart Mansion will never let you suffer a loss!"

Lin Bei revealed a shy smile, "That... Senior, how about we settle the terms first? This Old Witch is willing to offer three Sacred Weapons!"

"Uh..." Saint Tianyuan's words faltered, realizing that his previous understanding of Lin Bei seemed to have some deviations.

"No problem! Little Friend Lin, once you leave the mountain and river map, Sacred Heart Mansion can give you four Sacred Weapons!"

"Additionally, if you, Little Friend, truly suffer physical harm from overusing the flames, Sacred Heart Mansion will definitely help you recover to your original state!"

"Furthermore, this old man can make an exception and give you an additional twenty spots for Sacred Heart Mansion; without needing a sacred heart token, you can let your friends join Sacred Heart Mansion!"

Lin Bei nodded secretly.

This old man really knows how to conduct himself; he has even learned to draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

Everyone inside the Restriction watched this scene, extremely nervous, all hoping that Lin Bei would agree to Saint Tianyuan's request.

Jiao Yufeng immediately became anxious, "Brat, I advise you to consider this carefully. As you said yourself, you will be heavily injured and weak after using the flames; at that time, I will absolutely not let you go!"

Lin Bei glanced at her without paying her any mind.

He looked up at the sky, "Senior, I don't need the Sacred Heart Mansion spots; this Junior still hopes that the trial can be a bit fairer!"

"I only hope that in the future, when this Junior has a request, Senior can lend a hand once; that would be enough!"

"To be honest, this Junior also finds this Old Witch very unpleasant to look at!"

"Hahaha... Good, good, good!" Saint Tianyuan laughed loudly, secretly blaming himself for misunderstanding Little Friend Lin.

He was clearly still that simple and honest youth; he hadn't changed one bit.

A fierce glint flashed in Jiao Yufeng's eyes. Knowing Lin Bei's choice, she struck first.

This time, she did not charge at Lin Bei but teleported directly to the side of Shangguan Yue and Wang Shirui.

With one reach, she intended to capture both of them!

A trace of mockery flashed across the corner of Lin Bei's mouth. With a thought, both women had already vanished.

"What is happening? Teleportation?!" The Old Witch stood stunned in place.

She had never even considered the possibility of a Portable Space that could store living people.

Lin Bei seized the opportunity and shot out eight more streaks of seven-colored flames.

"Everyone, get ready to run!"

He shouted loudly, and the eight flames simultaneously burned the Restriction in eight different directions.

The five surrounding great mountains shook violently, and then "crack, crack" sounds rang out incessantly.

In an instant, the Restriction trapping everyone collapsed with a boom.

"Everyone... run quickly..." To complete the act, blood spilled from the corner of Lin Bei's mouth, his aura dropped to the extreme, and he shouted weakly.

There was no need for him to shout; almost everyone had already rushed frantically in all directions at the very first moment.

As many people fled for their lives, they also shouted loudly, "Fellow Daoist Lin is truly righteous to the clouds! If we do not die this time, we will surely repay you generously in the future!"

Niu Ren and Ma Hu pushed through the dense crowd and flew toward Lin Bei in a panic.

However, one figure was faster than them. Feng Xiaoyao swept past like a gust of wind, grabbed Lin Bei, and began to flee for his life.

"I! Will! Kill! You!"

Watching the trap she had painstakingly set destroyed in one fell swoop, Jiao Yufeng went completely mad, instantly appearing beside Feng Xiaoyao.

Unexpectedly, a streak of seven-colored flame rushed toward her face, burning all her hair away completely.

"Ah!" The Old Witch shrieked, only managing to extinguish the flames after several breaths.

At this time, Feng Xiaoyao had already escaped very far away.

Having lost her hair, Jiao Yufeng appeared even uglier. Lingering fear remained in her heart, and she dared not chase Lin Bei again.

She cast her gaze upon Wang Teng, who was chasing after Feng Xiaoyao, "This old hag cannot return empty-handed; I will capture you, the number one Prodigy of the Central Region, first!"

Wang Teng's expression changed, and he casually threw Xue Wuya, whom he had been dragging along, toward the Old Witch.

"Hmm? This is also a top Prodigy?" The Old Witch was stunned.

In that split second, Wang Teng took out a yellow paper talisman.

The paper talisman burned, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

"A Teleportation Talisman refined by a Saint at great cost?" Jiao Yufeng gritted her teeth, "With this paper talisman, even if the Restriction hadn't been broken, he could have escaped. Why didn't he run?"

Delayed by this, almost everyone had already flown far away in all directions.

Not to mention the three top Prodigies: Ming Daozi, Tiemu Xiong, and Monk Sanzang.

"Little beast! If I find you, I will definitely skin you alive!" The Old Witch shrieked and roared.

She turned her head, her expression froze, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out wildly.

"My Sacred Weapons! Where are my Sacred Weapons?! There was clearly still my Seal on them; how could they be gone?!"

Not long after, the five great mountains collapsed with a boom.

Startling the many Cultivators who were fleeing for their lives, their speed increased by another thirty percent.

...

"Hahaha!" Saint Tianyuan laughed heartily; he felt that even when he had attained Sainthood in the past, he had not been as gratified as this moment.

"Little Friend Lin, Little Friend Lin is truly a blessing to our Desolate Ancient Continent!"

"Indeed, this Little Friend not only has many methods but is also meticulous; he will surely shine brilliantly in this Golden Great Era!"

...

The Saints present were all unstinting in their praise.

Saint Tianyuan nodded with a smile and was just about to speak when he suddenly seemed to sense something, his expression changing drastically.

With suspicion, he pointed a finger, and the image on the mountain and river map changed instantly.

Appearing in the image was a youth in white; his figure flickered within the image, and every time he appeared, he was a thousand miles away.

The mountain and river map could barely even capture his tracks.

"Teleportation? A Saint!?" The majority of the Saints in the plaza stood up all at once, a hundred times more shocked than when Jiao Yufeng had revealed her true form.

"I feel that this person is not very old; he is a true young Cultivator!"

"That's right! But... he is a genuine Saint!"

"Has such a young Saint ever appeared in the Desolate Ancient Continent?"

"Fellow Daoist Tianyuan, what exactly is going on? Where did this Saint pop out from?"

In the end, everyone could only cast their gaze toward Saint Tianyuan.

"I... I don't know either??" Saint Tianyuan looked completely bewildered, unable to understand how so many accidents had occurred during this trial.

The youth in white in the image glanced toward the sky, smiled disdainfully, and holding a compass in his hand, continued to teleport away.

In front of him, a vast expanse of ruins was drawing closer and closer.