118: Chapter 118 Fairness

"Grab!"

Immediately, a group of people could no longer restrain themselves and rushed toward the green light.

"Oh no! Retreat quickly!"

They rushed in fast, but retreated even faster!

Lin Bei was surrounded by a circle of seven-colored flames. The dozen or so Cultivators in the lead turned into charred corpses the instant they touched it, causing the Cultivators behind them to turn pale with shock.

In the crowd, those who recognized Lin Bei watched this scene with mocking expressions, deeply feeling that their own wit was superior to these fools.

"Everyone, what is this for?" Lin Bei arrived at the peak of Chuyun Peak, making the entire mountain look even more lush and green.

"I, Lin, kindly helped you all retrieve all the sacred heart tokens, so why are you attacking me for no reason?"

"Cut the crap!" A hot-tempered Cultivator immediately shouted, "State your purpose. What do you want?"

Before Lin Bei could speak, Tiemu Xiong pushed through the crowd and righteously accused this person.

"Hmph! Where did this piece of trash come from, daring to be rude to Brother Lin! Brother Lin is righteous and courageous, risking his life to save thousands of us from the Old Witch! Who dares to disrespect him?"

"That's right! Whoever dares to disrespect Fellow Daoist Lin must get past us first!" A group of Prodigies immediately echoed.

Lin Bei looked at Tiemu Xiong with a half-smile.

How could he not understand?

The other party popping up at this time was naturally not because they truly revered him, but to remind him of their agreement.

However, the fact that so many Cultivators could be gathered here today showed that the other party had indeed promoted it diligently, so he naturally wouldn't go back on his word.

"Brother Tiemu, this is the sacred heart token promised to you!" As Lin Bei spoke, he flicked a white token directly toward Tiemu Xiong.

It could be said that this was the first sacred heart token to appear before everyone's eyes within the mountain and river map.

It immediately attracted the gaze of almost everyone.

Tiemu Xiong was overjoyed; he hadn't expected Lin Bei to be so straightforward without demanding any other conditions.

He immediately reached out to grab the sacred heart token.

Suddenly, a gray shadow appeared silently beside the sacred heart token, reaching for the token a step ahead.

This was a Dragon Transformation Cultivator skilled in speed and stealth.

"You dare!" Tiemu Xiong roared angrily.

Unfortunately, his speed was a notch slower than the other party's, and even if he used all his strength, he could only watch helplessly as the sacred heart token fell into someone else's hands.

The Dragon Transformation Cultivator held the token, and before he could even rejoice, he let out a painful howl.

"Perish!" Lin Bei flicked his finger, and a tiny wisp of seven-colored flame thread landed on him like lightning.

"Argh..."

The screaming stopped abruptly in less than half a breath, leaving only a smear of fly ash.

"Hiss..." Gasps of cold air sounded throughout Chuyun Peak.

Especially those Cultivators who were seeing Lin Bei strike for the first time.

Even though they had already heard some legends about Lin Bei from other Cultivators.

Seeing it now, they still couldn't believe it.

Tiemu Xiong grabbed the sacred heart token and cupped his fists toward Lin Bei, "Many thanks, Brother Lin!"

"Brother Tiemu, you are being too polite. When trading with me, after-sales service must naturally be done well. However, since the sacred heart token is in your hands now, if you lose it again, I will not be responsible!"

"That goes without saying!" Tiemu Xiong shouldered his broadsword and looked around, "Let's see who dares to come!"

"Amitabha!" Monk San Zang stepped forward a few paces, "Fellow Daoist Lin, for you, one sacred heart token is enough. I wonder how you would be willing to part with the extras for us?"

Lin Bei chuckled, looked at the crowd, and said something very punchable, "Actually, I am not interested in the sacred heart tokens!"

"What the f*ck!"

"I really want to hit him!"

"Go ahead, brother. This time next year, I will definitely burn paper money for you!"

...

San Zang smiled bitterly, "Fellow Daoist Lin's state of mind is indeed something we cannot compare to. Then, Fellow Daoist Lin, what did you come here for?"

"I, Lin, came here for only three things!" Lin's face was serious.

"Oh? Three things?" San Zang asked in confusion, "Please enlighten us, Fellow Daoist Lin!"

"Fairness! Fairness! And f*cking fairness!"

In an instant, the entire Chuyun Peak went silent.

On the square outside.

Saint Tianyuan's old face flushed red, "Is this brat saying that the trial of my Sacred Heart Mansion is not fair enough?"

He was so angry that he even forgot to address him as "Little Friend Lin"!

"Fellow Daoist Tianyuan! Calm down! Let's see what Little Friend Lin has to say first..." A Saint nearby immediately advised with a smile.

"Fine! Let's see what kind of nonsense this brat can come up with!" Saint Tianyuan glared, his beard trembling.

Monk San Zang took a long time to recover, "What does Fellow Daoist Lin mean by this? The Sacred Heart Mansion trial is renowned throughout the entire Desolate Ancient Continent, and relatively speaking, it is still very fair..."

Lin Bei raised his hand, and the remaining two hundred and ninety-nine sacred heart tokens all appeared, surrounding him.

Everyone stared blankly!

Talking about it is one thing, seeing it is another.

Even with mental preparation, seeing all the sacred heart tokens in Lin Bei's hands right now, some people still couldn't handle it!

But intimidated by Lin Bei's strength, no one dared to make a move.

"Fellow Daoist San Zang also said it is relatively fair, but in fact, luck plays a huge part in this trial!"

"For example, my luck was better this time, so I obtained more sacred heart tokens. Is this not very unfair to you all?"

As soon as these words were spoken, even more people wanted to beat Lin Bei up!

"Luck? If this is just good luck, I... I... I will eat sh*t!"

"This Heavenly Dog Clan Cultivator! Please do not try to scam free food and drink here!"

"I... I f*ck!"

...

"Then, how do you want to make it fair?" Another person popped up not far away, and it was none other than Ming Daozi.

"Oh? This guy is actually not dead yet, he's quite good at hiding!" Lin Bei muttered to himself.

Then he looked at the crowd, "I, Lin, believe that what best reflects a Cultivator's comprehensive strength is wealth!"

The Cultivators paused, and then curses arose everywhere.

"Damn it! After saying so much, it turns out it was just for money!"

"Indeed! If you want money, just say so! Why act so righteous!"

...

On a giant rock, Jiang Yunyi smiled bitterly and sighed, "Brother Lin is indeed still that same Brother Lin!"

He turned to look at Wang Xiao, "Brother Wang, how much fangyuan did you bring this time?"

"This..." Wang Xiao's expression was awkward, "I only brought a little over a thousand. If it's not enough, I hope Brother Jiang can lend me some to tide me over..."

Beside them, An Wuyun's gaze scanned through the crowd one by one, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.

"Did you two see the Shi Family Brothers? And Brother Zhao?"

Jiang Yunyi and Wang Xiao looked at each other and shook their heads, "The Old Witch appearing in this trial caused far more casualties among the Prodigies than before. Perhaps they..."

"Then, with so many of us gathered here now, will the Old Witch come?" An Wuyun's face changed drastically.

"Rest assured! Even a Saint cannot withstand an attack from tens of thousands of us together. She won't dare to come!" Wang Xiao said with certainty.

Jiang Yunyi nodded as well, "This place is actually the safest spot in the entire mountain and river map right now!"

Over there, Ming Daozi had a mocking expression on his face, "Lin, what price do you want to sell a sacred heart token for?"

Lin Bei's face was full of smiles, "One thousand fangyuan! Everyone, rest assured, I am absolutely not an unscrupulous merchant who raises prices on the spot. It's all just one thousand!"

"One thousand?" Ming Daozi gritted his teeth, "Why don't you just go rob someone?!"

Lin Bei's smile did not fade, and a wisp of seven-colored flame swirled between his fingers, "Actually, I have the strength to rob too, but there is no need!"

Ming Daozi's words stalled, and he had to admit that there was nothing wrong with what Lin Bei said...

"Fine! I'll take one!" He said through gritted teeth.

"Hmm... Wait a moment!" Lin Bei did not pay attention to this first customer, but instead scanned the crowd with his gaze.