Wang Lin stopped and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw a middle-aged man with a weak body in the far corner. He was staring at Wang Lin with a look of reminiscence.
This person was vaguely familiar to Wang Lin. He took a few steps and arrived in front of the middle-aged man. Wang Lin squatted down and slowly said, "What did you just say?"
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and smiled bitterly. He respectfully said, "Senior, Junior mistook you for someone else. I hope Senior doesn't take offense."
Wang Lin carefully looked at the person and pondered for a moment.
"Oh?
Who did you mistake me for? "
The middle-aged man bitterly smiled and sighed. "Senior, Junior had a junior brother many years ago. It was Junior who brought him up the mountain …"
Wang Lin's heart trembled. He finally remembered who this person was. He pondered for a moment, then waved his sleeve and disappeared from the He Huan Sect with the middle-aged man.
On a cliff a hundred miles away from the He Huan Sect, Wang Lin appeared. After placing the middle-aged man on the ground, he calmly looked at him.
The middle-aged man looked to his side with a complicated expression on his face. He whispered,
"You …" Wang Lin let out a sigh and slowly said, "Senior Brother Zhang, since you recognized me, why did you pretend not to know me?"
The middle-aged man's body trembled. After a moment of silence, he bitterly smiled.
"I … sigh …"
"How is the Heng Yue Sect now?"
Wang Lin looked at the person in front of him. The scenes of the past slowly appeared in his heart. After a long time, he asked with pity.
The middle-aged man whispered, "I haven't been back for many years …"
"Why is Senior Brother Zhang in the He Huan Sect, and your cultivation …" Wang Lin frowned and grabbed the middle-aged man's arm. He pondered for a moment and continued, "The spirit force in your body is very scattered and your meridians are very weak."
The middle-aged man bitterly smiled and said, "After you left and never returned, the ancestors placed their goal on me. They spent a great price to help me raise my cultivation to Core Formation. After that, I left the Heng Yue Sect. I wanted to experience the world and one day reach the Nascent Soul stage and restore the glory of the Heng Yue Sect. However, I didn't expect to meet a woman. That woman was a disciple of the He Huan Sect. I … sigh, my cultivation went down the drain. That slut didn't kill me and instead used my body to refine the He Huan Pill. Before the pill is refined, although I'm a cripple, my lifespan won't end. If it wasn't for this, I would have already become a pile of bones."
Wang Lin pondered for a bit. He slapped his bag of holding and took out a small white jade bottle. He handed it to the middle-aged man and said, "There are seven pills inside. Take one every month. After seven months, your cultivation will recover by at least half. Senior Brother Zhang, I still have important matters to attend to. I hope we will meet again."
After he finished speaking, Wang Lin deeply looked at the middle-aged man. Then he turned around and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was standing on top of a mosquito beast. He gradually flew off into the distance, carrying a dense pile of corpses.
The middle-aged man looked at Wang Lin's disappearing figure with envy. His face revealed a trace of melancholy. When he called out Wang Lin's name, he already recognized him. However, Wang Lin's change was too great and his cultivation was unimaginable. Although he was sure it was Wang Lin, he didn't dare to recognize him.
Holding the white jade bottle in his hand, he took a deep breath, got up, and staggered away.
While Wang Lin was flying, he spread out his divine sense. At this moment, all of the Teng family members in Zhao had found out about the massacre. Following Wang Lin's original plan, all of them were to migrate.
Their target was Teng Family City!
Wang Lin's eyes revealed a cruel expression and he thought, "Migrate. When all of you gather at Teng Family City, that will be the day I go see Teng Huayuan."
The large scale migration continued, but in Wang Lin's divine sense, he found that the seven dots of light hadn't moved at all.
In these past few days of slaughter, Wang Lin had used various methods to find out that there were nine core members of the Teng family.
Aside from Teng Huayuan, very few people knew the cultivation levels of these nine people. It could be said that these nine people were the future successors of the Teng family that Teng Huayuan had personally taught.
In order for these nine core members to cultivate, Teng Huayuan paid a great price to open up nine spirit caves in Zhao. These nine people spent most of their time in closed door cultivation inside them.
All the pills, treasures, and cultivation methods were provided by the Teng family members. These nine people only had one mission, and that was to cultivate!
Every once in a while, Teng Huayuan would take the nine people to dangerous places in the neighboring countries to train. It could be said that these nine people's cultivation levels and battle experience had reached a certain peak.
These nine people were all squeezed out of the Teng family's resources.
In addition, these nine people were not always the same. Every 50 years, all of the Teng family members would have a chance to challenge them. Once the challenge was successful, the person would immediately become a core member of the Teng family. They would be able to replace the person who challenged them in the spirit cave and receive the support of the entire Teng family.
As a result, aside from one of the nine core members, the other eight had changed at least three times.
With all these tests, the cultivation levels of the core members could be imagined.
The seven motionless lights that Wang Lin sensed were the core members of the Teng family. Two of them had been summoned back to Teng Family City, so they weren't among the seven.
Wang Lin's eyes were filled with ruthlessness. Right now, almost everyone with the blood of the Teng family was heading toward Teng Family City according to his plan. There was no need for Wang Lin to participate anymore. Right now, his target was these seven people!
These seven core members of the Teng family that had been trained and eliminated for countless years!
These seven people must die!
It was a dark and windy night. The smell of blood slowly spread across the sky. Wang Lin's figure was like a demon as he slowly flew toward a sand dune in the distance.
Teng Nine was a name, and at the same time, it was a glorious title.
This name had changed owners many times. To be exact, it was six times!
Teng Nine was sitting cross-legged inside a secret room. This secret room looked very simple, but Teng Nine knew that this secret room would make countless Teng family members crazy.
He was one of these crazy family members back in the day.
Ever since he was young, he had been called a genius. His dream was to replace others and become a core member. Only by becoming a core member would he be able to stand out in the Teng family, be recognized by the ancestor, and become a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Growing up in the Teng family, he was used to the snobbishness and coldness of the family members. He had seen all kinds of injustice and resentment. Everything that happened during his childhood caused his heart to become cold. For the sake of strength, he was willing to pay any price.
In fact, when he found out that he had the qualifications to challenge a core member of the Teng family, the first person he killed was his older brother. This was because his older brother was one of his competitors.
Every 50 years, the entire Teng family would have a ceremony to challenge a core member of the Teng family. During this ceremony, only nine people would be chosen.
Step by step, through various means, he had finally become one of the nine people. All of this had been obtained by shedding his own blood and abandoning his dignity as a human.
In order to succeed in the challenge, he didn't hesitate to cultivate the most vicious secret technique in the family. He devoured other people's spiritual energy to increase his own cultivation level. This method would greatly reduce the lifespan of the cultivator, but at the same time, it could quickly increase one's cultivation level.
After all, his enemy was the previous owner of the name Teng Nine. His cultivation level had already reached the late stage of Core Formation.
Teng Nine looked at this secret room with satisfaction. The spiritual energy here was 10 times that of the outside world. Although the secret room looked simple, if one looked closely, they would find that the materials used to build this secret room were all high quality spirit stones.
Below this secret room was an underground spirit vein. Although this spirit vein wasn't big, it was unimaginably luxurious for one person to cultivate here.
Pills, Teng Nine didn't lack any. As long as he asked, the Teng family would use all sorts of methods to get it for him.
Cultivation methods, Teng Nine had many. As long as he wanted to see them, the Teng family would use all sorts of methods to get them for him.
Magic treasures, Teng Nine had many, and every one of them was a Nascent Soul treasure.
Women, Teng Nine didn't lack any women. As long as he needed them, the Teng family would immediately send him countless women with a certain cultivation level for him to absorb.
Teng Nine didn't need to worry about any of this. This was what a core family member could enjoy.
He only had one mission, and that was to cultivate, cultivate, and cultivate.
Wang Lin's body floated in the air. With his divine sense, he could clearly see that there was a secret room under the sand dune. The person inside the secret room was his prey.
This person's cultivation level was the first Nascent Soul cultivator in the Teng family besides Teng Huayuan. Aside from his cultivation level, this person also had a powerful killing intent that wouldn't dissipate.
Unless one had gone through a lot of killing, it would be very difficult for others to have this kind of killing intent. Although it was a few levels lower than Wang Lin's killing intent, it was even stronger than some of the demonic cultivators in the Sea of Devils.
Wang Lin's mouth moved. This Teng family member made his eyes light up.
It has to be said that the first requirement to become a devil was to have a strong killing intent. The stronger the killing intent, the more powerful the devil would be.
Wang Lin's right hand formed a seal and pressed down on the ground. Suddenly, a palm print appeared on the sand dune. The palm print became deeper and deeper as it pressed down.
Teng Nine was inside the secret room when he suddenly opened his eyes. Without any hesitation, his body disappeared from the secret room. The moment he disappeared, the entire secret room collapsed and a large amount of sand flowed down, forming a deep hole.
When Teng Nine reappeared, he was already in the air. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked down at the secret room. He didn't hold back his killing intent as he stared at Wang Lin.
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