The demon frowned and spat out one milky white soul ball at a time. After spitting out more than forty of them, his golden core was on the verge of shattering.
Wang Lin waved his hand and the four Shi San soul balls were placed on his forehead. They entered his sea of consciousness and lined up with the soul of the Core Formation cultivator from Xuan Wu.
The Ji Realm Divine Sense appeared like lightning and flashed through these soul balls. As the soul balls disappeared, Wang Lin could feel that his divine sense had grown a bit stronger.
The demon let out a sigh of relief and looked at Wang Lin. He muttered in his heart, "This is too much. I stole these from that damn sword spirit.
Sooner or later, I'll fight you to the death. Hmph, just wait until I recover my Nascent Soul cultivation. "
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with Wang Lin once he recovered to the Nascent Soul stage, his body was grabbed by Wang Lin and thrown back into the dragon tendon.
The demon sighed in his heart. The thought of fighting to the death rose up once again.
But when he considered that even if his golden core shattered, it wouldn't end well for him, he immediately became listless.
After drinking a few mouthfuls of spirit liquid and meditating for a while, Wang Lin considered the power of Jie Donglai's sword cultivation. He took out some spirit stones and set up hundreds of Tortoise Shell Mysterious Destruction Formations for defense.
After doing this, he took a deep breath and slapped the wall beside him. The dragon's teeth immediately rumbled and slowly opened. Wang Lin got up and walked out.
The moment he walked out, his gaze immediately landed on the soft, graceful, and delicate figure at the dragon's tail. Li Muwan's expression was haggard, but her eyes were bright and full of expression. She kept scratching a scale on the dragon's tail.
Shang Guanmo smiled apologetically as he stood to the side. He held a giant night pearl in his hand to illuminate her.
Wang Lin didn't say anything. He hadn't been in seclusion for too long this time, but judging from Li Muwan's appearance, it seemed that she hadn't left at all. He sighed inwardly, then leaped down from the dragon's head and floated behind Li Muwan.
When Shangguan Mo saw Wang Lin, he immediately became alert and worked even harder to channel his spiritual power into the bead, making it shine even brighter.
At the same time, he quickly forced sweat from his forehead to show that he was serious.
Wang Lin looked at Li Muwan's focused face. Her picturesque face was frowning at this time. She pursed her lips and stared at the stripes on the scales.
A gust of misty wind blew over, lifting a few strands of her hair.
"Let's go, I'll send you home …" Wang Lin said slowly in a low voice.
Li Muwan's fingers trembled. She looked up at Wang Lin and stared into his eyes. After a long time, she whispered, "You really want to send me back?"
Wang Lin avoided Li Muwan's gaze and nodded.
Li Muwan chuckled, but there was a hint of helplessness in her laughter.
She stood up, tidied up her clothes, and said,
"Give me three days, okay?"
Wang Lin glanced at her, floated over, landed on the dragon's head, and sat down cross-legged.
Li Muwan took out a jade slip from her storage bag and placed it on her forehead. After engraving the stripes on the dragon scales, she turned to Shang Guanmo and said in a flat tone, "Prepare a secret room for me."
Shang Guanmo quickly nodded. It seemed like he was wrong. The relationship between this fiend and this little girl was not as he had guessed.
Inside the secret room, Li Muwan quietly sat on the ground. Scenes from the past few years flashed before her eyes. From when the Core Formation cultivators in the country of Xuan Wu were being chased by Wang Lin. The two of them escaped and attracted fire beasts. They charged out of the fire beasts and entered the Sea of Devils. They made the stone palace. Every day, she would refine pills and Wang Lin would wholeheartedly cultivate … Until three years ago, when he went out to get a pill furnace for her. When he came back, the Core Formation cultivators chased after him. Wang Lin's Core Formation cultivation helped her kill and open a path of blood.
Especially when Wang Lin was about to form his core, she, a weak woman, was facing ten Core Formation cultivators. Just as she was about to cut off her own heart, Wang Lin suddenly appeared and scared them away. This sudden change was a bit too much for her to bear. Her body almost fell down, but in the end, she was held in his arms. "Don't move, I'll take you to kill people."
These words echoed in Li Muwan's ears. Thinking about these words, Li Muwan's heart was filled with complex emotions. Her face turned red as she thought about these words many times. Sometimes, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but in the end, as Wang Lin continued to kill, these words were like dry gold that deeply pressed down on her heart.
"I'll take you to kill people …" Li Muwan muttered to herself. She let out a smile, took a deep breath, and chuckled.
"Other people go to see the wind, flowers, snow, and moon, but he takes me to kill people …"
But then, she let out a faint sigh and muttered to herself, "All these years, he never asked my name, and I don't know his name. Maybe, in his eyes, my name is no longer important. What's important is that I know how to refine pills … Now that I've finished refining the pills, I've lost my value …" Thinking about this, the complex emotions in her heart became even stronger. Gradually, it turned into waves of heart-wrenching pain. A trace of blood flowed down from the corner of her mouth. On her flawless face, this trace of blood looked shocking.
A word called poignant beauty was imprinted on Li Muwan's face.
After a long time, she pursed her lips and took out pieces of jade from her storage bag. There was a total of 18,974 pieces, exactly the number of scales on the dragon's body.
Back then, Jie Donglai didn't have enough disciples, so he didn't fill up all the scales.
She spent half a month without sleep or rest, and spent a great deal of effort to imprint these scales. During this half a month, she had lost at least five years of her lifespan … However, Li Muwan didn't care about this anymore. She picked up the pieces of jade and concentrated on them. She connected them one by one, and from time to time, she would change the patterns on them.
The first thing she did was to combine the 20,000 pieces of jade on top of the 10,000 pieces.
After that, she added 5,000 pieces, and so on … Three days later, Li Muwan's face was pale, and her body was extremely haggard. She looked as if she would fall if the wind blew. She held onto the wall and walked out of the secret chamber.
Wang Lin held an item in his hand and sat on the dragon's head for three days. When Li Muwan appeared, he put away the item in his hand and leaped to her side. Looking at her haggard face, Wang Lin frowned and asked, "What have you been doing for the past three days?
Drink this. "
He took out a jade bottle from his storage bag. There were more than three hundred drops of spiritual liquid inside, and he placed it in Li Muwan's hand.
Li Muwan carefully placed the jade bottle in her bosom and said softly, "Thank you, Senior Brother.
I'm fine. Let's … go … "
With that, her face suddenly became a bit more rosy. She leaned on Wang Lin's shoulder and said softly again, "Let's go … home …" After a long silence, Wang Lin put his left hand on Li Muwan's waist and immediately flew into the sky. The crystal flying sword opened up a path in front of them, and the two disappeared into the horizon in an instant.
At this moment, in a teahouse in Nan Dou City, an old man with a hooked nose and a gloomy face pushed open the door and walked in. This person was tall and thin, and he wore a green robe. There were seven golden plum blossoms embroidered three inches below the bottom of the robe. There was a red dot in the center of the blossoms, making it look very bright.
This plum blossom was originally an elegant item. If it was golden, it would look a bit vulgar. However, the bright red dot in the middle of the plum blossom immediately changed the overall feeling of the plum blossom. It turned vulgar into dense and elegant into strange.
There were many cultivators in the inn, and they were all talking to each other. The moment the old man entered, the sounds of conversation immediately disappeared. Several gazes looked at the old man before looking away.
After the old man entered the inn, he didn't even look around. Instead, he sat down by the window, ordered some light wine, and drank by himself. His brows were sometimes tightly furrowed, and sometimes loosened. He looked like he had a lot on his mind.
At this moment, the quiet conversations from before returned to the inn.
At one of the tables, a few cultivators revealed worried expressions and whispered, "That fiend killed his way here and fought with Jie Donglai for three days and three nights at the Fighting Evil Sect's Dragon Mountain. In the end, he used a mysterious treasure to kill Jie Donglai and whipped his body for seven days and seven nights. Hehe, I think Nan Dou City will have a new city lord."
When the old man heard the words "mysterious treasure," his expression changed.
"Hehe, this is nothing. I saw that fiend with my own eyes. At that time, the sky was filled with corpses tied up by him. There were at least 1,000 of them, and he dragged them all behind him. That fiend really knows how to enjoy life. He even had a beautiful girl in his arms as he flew through the sky. That scene is really unforgettable." A round-faced cultivator on the side revealed a reminiscing expression and sighed.
The azure-robed old man frowned slightly and muttered a few words in a low voice.
"All of you, keep your voices down. I heard that that person is bloodthirsty. The Cultivation Technique he practices is the extremely vicious Death Curse Art. Furthermore, he hates people talking about him the most. Be careful, if he hears about it, all of you will die without a burial place," a cold-faced youth said with a sneer after taking a sip of wine.
After the old man heard the words "death spell," his eyes immediately lit up.
"I say, if this person is still in the Sea of Devils, he won't be able to live for more than a few days. Although there are no Nascent Soul cultivators around Nan Dou City, once the news spreads, it's hard to say if any Nascent Soul cultivators will come. If I were him, I would definitely find a place to hide for 100 days."
The young man sneered and took another sip of wine.
"Hundred Day Kill Order!?"
The old man's eyes lit up and his right hand reached out. The young man's neck immediately turned red as he was grabbed by an invisible hand and mercilessly pulled over.
"Little guy, the Old Man is very interested in the person you are talking about. Can you tell me a bit more about him?"
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