16: Chapter 16 The Terrifying Seasonal Yin Yang

Niu Ren's expression shifted; he felt immense pressure from this voice.

Lin Bei also turned his head to look in the direction the voice came from.

In the darkness, a curvaceous figure slowly emerged.

Taking sexy, bewitching steps, it slowly walked toward the group.

Soon, a stunningly beautiful face appeared before everyone.

Among the eighteen people who arrived via the teleportation array, there were two female Cultivators whose appearances were quite lovely; at this moment, they both lowered their heads in shame.

Lin Bei was also somewhat stunned. He had seen the goddess-like bearing of Zixia and Liu Wei, and it could be said that the grace of the person before him was not far off from theirs.

He shook his head and sighed inwardly, "Such a beauty, yet he is a man!"

At this moment, four of the Cultivators who had arrived via the teleportation array hurriedly bowed.

"Greetings, Saint!"

Clearly, these four were Inner Sect Disciples of the Yin Yang Cave-Heaven who had successfully won their spots on the arena and recognized the person before them.

"My name is Ji Yinyang, you may also call me Yin Yang Holy Son!"

A deep, resonant male voice emanated from his mouth.

While speaking, he extended two slender, jade-like fingers to curl and toy with a strand of dark hair by his ear, fully displaying feminine charm.

Lin Bei gasped.

This Yin and Yang Dual-Birth Body seemed even more terrifying than the Innate Dao Body or the Immortal-Demon Spirit Body.

At the very least, it was disgusting enough!

He suppressed the urge to smash a brick into this guy's face and spoke first, asking a question that everyone present was concerned about.

"I didn't expect Saint to personally receive us. I wonder, when can the yin yang bell baptism begin?"

The moment the words left Lin Bei's mouth, he was met with a pair of resentful eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Lin only thinks of the yin yang bell; could it be that you have not considered joining my Yin Yang Cave-Heaven?"

In an instant, Lin Bei felt goosebumps crawl all over his Void Soaring Magic Treasure-level Physical Body.

He did not answer Ji Yinyang's question, but instead chuckled with a hint of mockery.

"It seems Saint is well aware of how we performed on the arena..."

"Audacious! How dare you be rude to Saint?"

The four Yin Yang Cave-Heaven Inner Sect Disciples immediately shouted angrily, making a move to attack.

"Stand down! Do not be rude to Brother Lin!" Ji Yinyang waved his hand, dismissing the four.

His gaze swept over everyone present, finally resting on Lin Bei again.

"That is correct. I have seen everyone's performance on the arena clearly."

"Especially the scene where Brother Lin killed a Core Disciple of our sect in one move; it left me feeling quite stirred for quite some time..."

This sentence was like a thunderclap exploding in the hearts of everyone present.

The four Inner Sect Disciples' expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly retreated a few steps, putting some distance between themselves and Lin Bei.

Cold sweat streamed down their backs; they never expected that they had offended such a ruthless star.

Niu Ren looked at Lin Bei in disbelief; he hadn't expected that in the last two days since he left, the other party had done such a major thing.

At this moment, the other dozen or so people also understood why, despite being fellow arena winners, the Yin Yang Holy Son regarded Lin Bei with such special importance.

Before, a few people were quite unconvinced and even wanted to mock Lin Bei, but now they were secretly rejoicing that they hadn't had the chance to act foolishly.

Lin Bei paid no attention to their reactions; Ji Yinyang's comment about being "stirred" made him feel completely uncomfortable.

If the other party's attitude wasn't so enthusiastic, it would be one thing, but Ji Yinyang, in order to win him over, kept looking at him with those affectionate, brimming eyes.

The tragedy was that Lin Bei couldn't show his disgust.

"For the yin yang bell, I will endure it!"

He gathered his thoughts slightly and looked at Ji Yinyang.

"Since Fellow Daoist Ji already knows about me killing someone on the arena, I wonder how you intend to deal with me, someone who broke the rules?"

Ji Yinyang smiled, a look of immense charm, causing two of the male Cultivators present to uncontrollably show fanatical gazes.

"Brother Lin, you jest. Rules are set for the weak! A mere Core Disciple—killing him is just killing him..."

The four Yin Yang Cave-Heaven Inner Sect Disciples and several other Loose Cultivators who were thinking of joining the Yin Yang Cave-Heaven stiffened.

The status of Core Disciple, which they had been striving for, was actually so worthless in Ji Yinyang's words.

Lin Bei smiled faintly upon hearing this; he knew that Ji Yinyang's current behavior was only to bring him into his fold.

If he revealed an attitude of absolutely refusing to join the Yin Yang Cave-Heaven, it was hard to say what would happen.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, everyone is waiting. How about we finish the yin yang bell baptism first, and then we talk, how about that?"

Lin Bei felt that every second spent with Ji Yinyang was torture; he only hoped to see the yin yang bell as soon as possible, and then... just die!

Niu Ren, who had been silent for a long time, also chimed in, "That's right, I'll state first that I'm strictly here for the yin yang bell baptism!"

Ji Yinyang nodded, "Then let it be as Brother Lin says!"

Subsequently, he turned and bowed deeply toward the darkness, respectfully inviting his Junior Martial Uncle.

"Damn it! What a small world!"

Upon seeing the person who appeared, Lin Bei couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The person who arrived was none other than the effeminate middle-aged man who had led the Yin Yang Cave-Heaven in the Qingfeng Blessed Land.

"Everyone, this is my Junior Martial Uncle, Perfected Yin Yue!" Ji Yinyang introduced.

"Greetings, Senior Yin Yue!" Everyone bowed, and Lin Bei also put on an act and bowed.

Perfected Yin Yue's gaze swept over the crowd, finally locking onto Lin Bei as well.

Lin Bei was calm and composed. Since he had come to the Yin Yang Cave-Heaven so openly, how could he not be prepared?

There were no small number of people who had seen his face at the Qingfeng Blessed Land.

Before arriving in this area, he had cultivated a rather profound disguise technique, so his current appearance and aura were far different from before.

As expected, Perfected Yin Yue did not notice anything amiss, only giving Lin Bei a deep look.

"Young man, I look forward to you joining the Yin Yang Cave-Heaven."

Lin Bei returned a friendly smile, "Perhaps, this junior will give you a surprise!"

"Oh? Hahaha... Then I look forward to it even more!"

Perfected Yin Yue laughed loudly.

Then, he sat cross-legged, formed a seal, and cast a complex set of hand signs.

"Rumble..." A vortex appeared in the great hall, and an ancient golden bell slowly emerged from within the vortex.

Lin Bei's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Yin Yang Cave-Heaven actually kept the yin yang bell so secret; if not for taking advantage of the Nine Yin Nine Yang Arena this time, it would have been very difficult to find an opportunity to act.

A moment later, the vortex disappeared, and an ancient golden bell landed beside Perfected Yin Yue.

At this instant, Lin Bei felt the Immortal Treasure fragment within his Portable Space stir.

"It seems I haven't found the wrong target!"

Perfected Yin Yue's effeminate voice rang out, "Our sect's yin yang bell can only baptize at most thirty people each year. This time, at the request of Saint, we have provided eighteen spots. I hope you all cherish them."

"Begin. One by one. After the baptism is complete, you may choose whether or not to join the Yin Yang Cave-Heaven."

The first to accept the baptism were the four Inner Sect Disciples of the Yin Yang Cave-Heaven; they had long been impatient.

The baptism time was not long; each person only lasted for the duration of an incense stick.

Lin Bei discovered that these four indeed had made significant progress after the baptism; their previously floating auras had all settled down.

After the four finished their baptism, they naturally chose to become Core Disciples with great joy.

He was not in a hurry, waiting for the other Cultivators to accept the baptism one by one.

Slowly, Lin Bei's brow furrowed, deepening with each moment.

Something is wrong!