Chapter 838: Chapter 833 The Storm is Approaching (Second Update!)
The Holy Master of the Holy Gu Sect went to the Yelang Cultivation Domain!
Lin Tian slightly furrowed his brow and dragged Wuma Hanmo into the cave, feeling a vague sense of unease in his heart.
But then he shook his head.
He decided that once he rescued Leng Shuangning and the others, he’d head directly back to Liiu Yuan City and go to the Yelang Mountain range to see if he could find the Holy Master of the Holy Gu Sect.
If possible, he didn’t want to leave any hidden dangers!
“This mansion of yours is quite something…”
Lin Tian dragged Wuma Hanmo along, coldly laughing as he glanced around the cold rather than luxurious cave.
“Fellow Daoist… Fellow Daoist is joking!”
Wuma Hanmo, enduring the severe pain and disgrace, forced a smile toward Lin Tian and said, “If you like it, Fellow Daoist, I can give it to you!”
Lin Tian responded with a cold chuckle, showing no approval.
He was merely speaking casually; the mansion before him was not even worthy of his attention.
Unless a spiritual vein existed here.
Otherwise, such a facade of a mansion was useless to him!
Thinking of his past life in the Cultivation World, he had numerous cultivation mansions, some spanning a few miles in radius, others that could stretch over thousands of miles. Internally, spiritual veins crisscrossed, Spiritual Grass covered the ground, and Spiritual Energy was so dense it gathered like mist in mid-air—such cultivation places were ones that countless people coveted.
In comparison, the mansion in front of him belonging to Wuma Hanmo was like a barbarian’s residence in the wilderness.
Lin Tian brought Wuma Hanmo further inside.
The disciples of the Holy Gu Sect guarding Leng Shuangning and An Miaaolan heard footsteps. Before seeing anyone, they stood up and shouted, “Ancestor, was that person captured and killed?”
But the response was a dull thud.
He turned back towards the sound and found Wuma Hanmo, the so-called Guardian Ancestor, collapsed on the ground, looking disheveled.
“Ancestor, what happened…”
The disciple’s jaw dropped, a face full of surprise.
But just as he finished speaking, a sharp glare pierced through his forehead, rendering him unconscious of everything.
In the corner, Leng Shuangning and An Miaaolan watched, stunned.
As footsteps sounded, a young figure appeared at the entrance.
Lin Tian glanced at the two, finally resting his gaze on Leng Shuangning, “Your classmate Ren Zhi is fine. I’ve already rescued him in Tusk City. But where’s Liao Wenfei?”
The two girls seemed not to hear him, still in a daze.
“Did you… did you kill someone?”
Leng Shuangning came back to her senses, yet she spoke such words.
It was An Miaaolan who quickly stood up, bowing to Lin Tian with gratitude, “Thank you, senior, for the life-saving grace!”
After respectfully thanking him, An Miaaolan hurriedly said, “Senior, I dare to ask if you’ve seen my master in Tusk City? Oh… my name is An Miaaolan, a disciple from Xuanyuan Mountain. My master teaches Ren Jiutian…”
“So you are a disciple of Ren Jiutian! I rescued you on the way to Tusk City!”
Lin Tian’s face showed surprise, and he smiled, “Earlier in Dragon Slayer Valley, I saw your master and the others. They are all fine!”
“Ah… so it was you, Senior, who helped detoxify me earlier!”
An Miaaolan exclaimed and again expressed her gratitude.
Leng Shuangning, on the other hand, was left bewildered.
Lin Tian slightly nodded to An Miaaolan and then asked Leng Shuangning again, “What about your other classmate, Liao Wenfei?”
Leng Shuangning’s face showed sadness, her eyes slightly reddened, as she responded with her head lowered. Simultaneously, she expressed gratitude to Lin Tian, “But thank you for saving Ren Zhi!”
“It’s good you’re okay!”
Lin Tian didn’t know how to comfort her, so he nodded and said to An Miaaolan, “Help me take her back to Dali City! Now, quickly leave…”
After the two women left, Lin Tian then turned his gaze to Wuma Hanmo.
“Please, Ford defend my life…”
Wuma Hanmo immediately sensed the situation was dire, scrambling to his feet and repeatedly kowtowing to beg for mercy.
Lin Tian ignored him, scanning around with his eyes, finally fixing his gaze on a highly cracked magic wand.
With a flick of his wrist, Lin Tian retrieved the magic wand into his hand from a distance.
The True Qi around his hand surged suddenly, with a crash, the magic wand shattered completely, turning into powder.
But, the skull at the top remained intact.
Lin Tian praised it, stored it away, and turned to walk out of the cave mansion.
“Sister An, do you know what kind of person Mr. Lin is?”
Leng Shuangning followed An Miaaolan outside, glanced at the cave behind, and couldn’t help but ask, curious.
“What kind of person?”
An Miaaolan smiled wryly, sighed, and said, “If viewed from an ordinary person’s perspective, he is like an immortal!”
Leng Ningshuang blinked, still somewhat confused; she didn’t dare to imagine the so-called immortal as those who could fly and escape in TV shows, but she thought Lin Tian’s background was quite terrifying.
As for the Holy Gu Sect disciple who died just now, she thought Lin Tian must have used some hidden weapon.
At that moment, Lin Tian stepped out.
The sound of the sword chanting soared to the sky, transforming into a trunk-sized shape, and slashed down toward the mansion.
A deafening roar was heard, the entire mansion collapsed into a heap of rubble, the fate of Wuma Hanmo inside unknown.
“Hurry and leave, I need to rush back to Liiu Yuan City!”
Lin Tian instructed An Miaaolan and Leng Shuangning, then stepped on the flying sword and soared into the sky, disappearing in an instant.
Leng Shuangning, being a martial artist, found no Holy Gu Sect cultivators here anymore, believed there was no danger for the two of them.
Yet, seeing Lin Tian slash the mountain where the cave was with one sword and then vanish on a flying sword left Leng Shuangning stunned, completely incredulous.
On a mountain ridge by the riverside in Liiu River District, there was a sprawling villa estate covering hundreds of acres.
At the entrance of the villa, lay a plaque with antique charm, upon which two big characters were engraved in dragon-flying phoenix-dancing style — Mengg Family!
In the Mengg Family hall, there were only four people sitting.
Among them, an old man sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, full of unwillingness.
If Lin Tian were here, he’d recognize this person as the Holy Gu Sect steward Miao Feiyun, whose cultivation had been destroyed by him!
Beside Miao Feiyun stood a middle-aged man, dressed in strange Miao Region attire.
This man, named Miao Cha, was a disciple of Miao Feiyun!
After Miao Cha was yet another elder standing respectfully; Lin Tian would immediately recognize him as the well-known master Gu Liuushui from Bin City!
Across from these three sat a middle-aged man named Mengg Xiuyun, the current Family Head of the top-tier family in Liiu Yuan City, Mengg Family, and also an Earth-level martial artist!
“Master, was it really a Golden Core cultivator who caught you?”
At this moment, Miao Cha wore an expression of disbelief, surprisingly asking.
“Enough, my dantian is destroyed, cultivation ruined, I’m just a cripple now!”
Miao Feiyun waved his hand, his face full of reluctance, but shook his head, seemingly resigned, and unwilling to mention it further.
“Senior Miao, don’t be disheartened! The people from Murong and Xin families will be here soon! We’ve also communicated with Heelanyang from Yundian Province earlier, planning to act today! Apparently, the Black and White Holy Envoys of your sect will be arriving; perhaps they have a way!”
Regarding this, Mengg Xiuyun spoke slightly respectfully: “If we do things well this time, Holy Master may bestow blessings, and your injury might be healed!”
“I’ve come to terms with it, the rest is up to you!”
Miao Feiyun shook his head and smiled bitterly.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded from outside.
Two groups of people marched in.
“Murong Family Master, Xin Family Master!”
Mengg Xiuyun stood up, cupping his fists towards the leading men from both sides.
“Brother Mengg is too polite!”
The two men opposite him sat down with grim faces, while those accompanying them stood behind.
These two were the current family heads Murong Tai of the Murong Family and Xin Junmin of the Xin Family.
The slightly fat Murong Tai spoke coldly: “Once Heelanyang arrives, we’ll collaborate to assist the Black and White Holy Envoys to remove obstacles! But, the most important thing is avenging my son’s death! That person is said to be a Young Master and a Young Divine Doctor, surely with some skills! Just that his whereabouts haven’t been found lately… Humph, but even if we have to capture everyone related to him, the Changsun Family, Zheng Family, Da Ming Family, even Hengling Gang, and the Azure Dragon Association, and dig three feet underground, we must find him!”