206: Chapter 206 Ants

"Hahaha... Could it be that you brat know that in our Lingguang Temple, you can trade women for Spirit Stones? Did you come here specifically to make a trade?"

"No problem. Although we haven't seen her face yet, based on this woman's figure, we will definitely give you a high price!"

The person calling out was a bald monk in the Mid-stage Dragon Transformation. His rat-like eyes gleamed with lecherous light as they wandered incessantly over Shangguan Yue.

"Why don't you come here yourself?" Lin Bei was just about to glare the opponent to death when he suddenly heard a "creak, creak" sound coming from beneath Shangguan Yue's veil.

"Thousand Spirit Sword Formation!" Shangguan Yue didn't even pay him any mind, directly shrouding the bald man below in a Formation.

"Are you serious? You're using a Formation on such a piece of trash? You are a Late Stage Saint, after all..." Lin Bei muttered in a low voice upon seeing this.

However, a split second later, he gasped, "Hiss..."

One thousand small swords appeared within the Formation, densely surrounding the bald man, and then rapidly sliced across his body.

However, each sword only sliced away a small half-inch of flesh, completely unable to deal a fatal blow.

"Ah..." The bald man's scream only came out a moment later, attracting quite a few monks from the temple.

"Ba... Balu?"

The bald man was covered in blood, his face already completely gone. The other monks were stunned for a moment before they finally recognized him.

In that brief moment of hesitation, the thousands of small swords had already sliced away most of him.

However, under Shangguan Yue's deliberate control, his head hadn't suffered too much damage, so he wasn't dead yet...

"Where did this vicious woman come from? How dare you commit such a cruel act!?"

"Do you really think our Lingguang Temple is easy to bully?"

"Fellow Daoists, attack together! Take this woman down!"

...

After the shock, a group of wine-and-meat monks cursed angrily.

However, they were just cursing...

Several breaths passed, and still not a single person made the first move.

Shangguan Yue didn't even glance at them. The Formation continued to operate without a pause, and in many places on the bald man's body, ghastly white bones were already exposed.

"You've vented enough of your anger, right? That should be enough..."

Lin Bei glanced at her, then waved his hand casually, causing the Formation and the bald man inside to vanish into ashes.

In an instant, the group of monks at Lingguang Temple fell completely silent, retreating hundreds of zhang and not daring to make another sound.

"Who dares to come to my Lingguang Temple to commit violence!?" A roar came from underground, and immediately, two figures rushed out.

The two were quite a comical sight standing together—one short and fat, the other thin and tall.

"It's the Holy Monks!"

"Great! Once the Holy Monks appear, these two are dead for sure!"

"No, no, no... Just kill the man, but that woman... hehehe!"

...

The group of wine-and-meat monks suddenly regained their spirit.

"You two are fit to be called Holy Monks?" Lin Bei sneered, looking at the two disheveled men.

His spiritual sense had long since discovered the two underground, and he knew what they had been doing down there earlier.

But the two opponents didn't even look at him, their eyes fixed tightly on Shangguan Yue.

"A top-grade! Big Brother, she is absolutely a top-grade among top-grades!" The thin, tall Middle Stage Saint monk among them looked at the other Late Stage Saint monk beside him.

"Top-grade my ass!" The short, fat Cultivator glared at him. "She is also a Late Stage Saint! Don't be careless!"

After saying this, he added, "No matter how top-grade she is, we have to take her down first..."

"Hehehe, don't worry, Big Brother. I'll finish off that annoying Early Stage Saint brat first, and then we'll be two against one. Are you afraid we can't take down this young lady?"

Lin Bei watched the two singing in harmony, treating him like fish on a chopping block, and couldn't help but feel speechless.

"The fragment should be on that thin guy, right?" He turned to confirm with Shangguan Yue.

"Yes!"

"Alright then!" Lin Bei hooked the corner of his mouth, opened his palm, and squeezed towards that Middle Stage Saint Cultivator.

"Hahaha... What is he trying to do?" The thin, tall Middle Stage Saint monk laughed out loud.

"Ugh..." The next moment, feeling himself gripped by an invisible giant hand, he could no longer laugh.

"Crack, crack, crack..." The sound of bones breaking inch by inch rang out.

In the eyes of everyone, he was like a piece of torn cloth, slowly being squeezed into a ball.

After a few breaths, he shattered directly into dust.

A bronze fragment slowly flew out from where he had been and landed in Lin Bei's palm.

"Holy crap! Run!" Those wine-and-meat monks had never seen such a scene before, and since they had absolutely no sense of belonging to this so-called Lingguang Temple, they scattered in an instant.

"Leave? You can, but you have to leave something behind!" Lin Bei had a cold sneer on his lips.

"Ahhhh..." The screams were incessant. The eyeballs of the hundreds of bald monks who were fleeing all burst open, blood splattering the sky.

Lin Bei was not a generous person; he hadn't forgotten how these guys had looked at Shangguan Yue just moments ago.

"Lo... Lord!"

Opposite Lin Bei and Shangguan Yue, only the short, fat monk remained. His voice trembled, and he kept his head lowered, not daring to look at Shangguan Yue again.

"This little one was blind and failed to recognize your greatness. Please, Lord... spare... spare my life!"

Having seen him casually crush a Middle Stage Saint to death like that, he didn't even dare to harbor thoughts of resistance.

"Heh..." Lin Bei's eyes were cold.

With a wave of his hand, the entire temple completely collapsed.

On the ground, dozens of civilian women stared blankly at the sky.

Subsequently, he grabbed towards the ground again, and a dozen or so young women of varying cultivation levels floated up from underground.

However, these women were pale, with dark circles under their eyes, clearly looking like they had been excessively drained.

"Look at them... do you still have the nerve to beg for mercy?"

"Th-this... All are ants beneath the Saint level, I, a dignified Saint..." The short, fat monk gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Ants?" Lin Bei interrupted him directly. "Well said. Then, in my eyes, you are also an ant!"

"You... you must kill me? We have absolutely no enmity; on the contrary, you are the ones who took the initiative to kill your way into my territory..."

"Does one need a reason to kill an ant?" Lin Bei smiled faintly and shook his head, raising his palm again.

"No!" The short, fat monk's pupils constricted. "I am under the protection of Old Ancestor Lin Xuan. If you kill me, you will also meet a terrible end!"

Lin Bei's hand, which was about to clench, paused. "Old Ancestor Lin Xuan?"

"That's right! He is the number one person in the entire Western Desert..."

"Brother Lin..." Shangguan Yue puffed out her cheeks. "Since we're already here, why don't we go and eliminate this big tumor of the Western Desert? Anyone who protects this kind of Sect certainly isn't a good thing either!"

Since we're already here...

This was a reason that simply could not be refused.

Lin Bei nodded slightly, staring at the short, fat monk. "Take us to find him!"

The short, fat monk's eyes immediately filled with the hope of survival, and he nodded repeatedly.

Six hundred thousand li away, the three of them appeared before a ten-thousand-zhang lake.

In the Western Desert, lakes this large were few and far between.

"Old Ancestor! Old Ancestor Lin Xuan, help me!" As soon as the short, fat monk appeared, he immediately screamed repeatedly.

Lin Bei did not stop him, a somewhat inexplicable smile on his lips.

"Damn it! Which son of a bitch is disturbing my sleep!?"

A short while later, an angry roar came from beneath the lake surface.