Chapter 1137: Peak of the Cloud Sea, Divine Devil Armor (Second Update)

“To forget each other in the Jianghu… yes.” Wang Lin did not watch Li Qianmei leave. For this woman, who also had the surname Li, Wang Lin felt no stirring; his heart was already dead, killed by the furious roar and sorrowful cries he let out on Moon Star. His heart had already been torn apart, ripped open the moment Liu Mei in Luotian took out the Resentful Infant.

Better to forget each other in the Jianghu than to cling together.

Two different kinds of feelings represent two different attitudes and pursuits in life, and likewise, two different choices. The women Wang Lin met in his life were far more beautiful, more outstanding, and superior in many aspects compared to Li Muwan—there were many such women.

Whether it was Hong Die in Luotian, Xi Zifeng, or Liu Mei, Mu Bingmei, or Lü Yanfei, or even others he met by chance but merely brushed past.

These women were like passing clouds. In the end, the only ones who truly entered his heart were Li Muwan and Liu Mei. Wang Lin was someone who didn't understand emotion. The catastrophe in his early years caused him to once become a Devil Head of slaughter, his hands drenched in blood; even many who boasted of being Devil Heads were inferior compared to Wang Lin.

He didn't understand emotion. If he had any, it was only the naivety of his youth before he began cultivating the Dao, imagining that one day he would pass the imperial examinations and return home in glory, with a beautiful wife by his side, accompanying his parents until old age.

However, after the catastrophe involving the Teng Family, Wang Lin died once, and his temperament changed drastically. The sorrowful state of his mind made him realize that cultivation, cultivation—among all Cultivators in this world, only the word “strength” mattered!

Wang Lin didn't know his relationship with Li Muwan was love until she died. As a thousand years flowed by, as he walked alone step by step into the unfamiliar Void Realm, on the bewildered path of forced cultivation, he constantly reminisced… Gradually, as he grew older, he understood.

In this way, Li Muwan entered Wang Lin's heart during his thousand years of remembrance, very deep, very deep.

The other woman, Liu Mei, also entered Wang Lin's heart, but the path was completely different from Li Muwan's—it was very painful, very painful… But ultimately, Liu Mei still won, except this victory was achieved by forcefully piercing a wound through Wang Lin's dead heart, tearing open the flesh, and burying herself inside.

Wang Lin's heart was dead and had been torn open. He was powerless… All that remained was to forget each other in the Jianghu.

Li Qianmei's final departure, with her unbound blue hair, completely revealed her identity. In the Cloud Sea, the only person with blue hair was Li Qianmei.

She didn't have to do this, but she did anyway.

Li Qianmei, the Heaven's Favored Daughter of the Ninth Grade Potian Sect, sat on the same stone stele as Wang Lin, and was even gifted a Scroll by him. This scene clearly fell into the eyes of the surrounding Cultivators.

Li Qianmei was using her method to provide an answer regarding Wang Lin's identity as a disciple of the Divine Sect.

The auction continued, but the gazes of the surrounding Cultivators toward Wang Lin were subtly different. Previously, many of them were not entirely certain about Wang Lin's identity as a Divine Sect disciple; the doubt was hidden in their hearts, not revealing the slightest clue.

But now, this doubt was largely dispelled by Li Qianmei's departure.

“Next up for auction is a piece of rock!” The Old Man from the Baoyu Sect responsible for the auction glanced at Wang Lin, flipped his right hand, and an object appeared in his palm.

This was an incomplete piece of rock, severely damaged, only a remnant remaining, appearing unremarkable.

Gazing at the rock, Wang Lin seemed to return to the various battles in Luotian. The rock had collapsed then, and afterward, Wang Lin could only condense these remnants, which became a discarded Magic Treasure within his Storage Space.

“One thousand Immortal Jade!” After a brief silence, a voice came from within the crowd of Cultivators.

“Five thousand Immortal Jade!” The White-Robed Scholar who knew Wang Lin said softly.

“Ten thousand Immortal Jade!” The Elder of the Daofa School, located at the foremost stone stele, spoke calmly.

No one else bid. Most present, except for a small number of Cultivators with great Divine Abilities, considered this rock worthless. However, earlier, when Wang Lin spoke with the Cultivator surnamed Cao from the Baoyu Sect and took out two treasures, the surrounding Cultivators clearly saw what those two items looked like.

Everyone knew this rock belonged to Wang Lin.

Spending a mere ten thousand Immortal Jade to form good relations with Wang Lin was something the Cultivators here were happy to do. In the Cloud Sea Star Domain, ten thousand Immortal Jade was already a considerable sum.

Wang Lin's expression was calm. He formed a hand Seal with his right hand and pointed forward; a Restriction flew out and landed on the rock remnant. Immediately, ripples echoed across the stone. In a moment, the ripples dissipated, and an ancient aura spread entirely from within the rock, permeating the surroundings.

This ancient aura contained the traces of time, instantly making the surrounding Cultivators solemn.

Those shattered nirvana Old Monsters were somewhat better, but the Pure Nirvana and Nirvana Scrutiny Cultivators, in particular, stared intently at the rock, deep in thought.

“Mountain Soul!” The Beautiful Young Woman who knew Wang Lin was slightly surprised. She carefully examined the rock, then shook her head and said softly, “What a pity, it's already broken.”

“This isn't ordinary rock; it contains Immortal Qi! Could this object be a mountain from the Immortal Realm?”

“Twenty thousand Immortal Jade!” The White-Robed Scholar spoke calmly.

“Although this item is useless to shattered nirvana Cultivators like us, the junior Cultivators in our Schools can use it to gain insight into the Divine Ability contained within… More importantly, this item was highly likely obtained from the Immortal Realm and subsequently refined into this!” The Elder of the Daofa School pondered for a moment before speaking slowly, “Thirty thousand Immortal Jade.”

“Forty thousand Immortal Jade!” A voice came from afar. It was Ouyang Long, sitting cross-legged on a stone stele at the back.

“One thousand Origin Crystal!” The Elder of the Daofa School said in a deep voice.

Silence fell across the area, and no one else bid. Ultimately, the item was bought by the Daofa School Elder.

Although this rock was extraordinary, it did not cause a major stir in the auction, at most creating gentle ripples. However, the shock caused by the next item was something even Wang Lin hadn't anticipated.

“This Magic Treasure is a piece of Armor!” The Old Man from the Baoyu Sect took a deep breath, a mix of doubt and excitement flickering in his eyes. He waved his right hand, and a mass of black qi swirled before him, vaguely forming the shape of an indistinct Armor.

The moment the black qi appeared, the expressions of some of the surrounding Cultivators immediately changed slightly, and they focused their attention. Among them were the Pockmarked Old Man and the White-Robed Scholar.

“Fellow Daoist Lü, please open the Restriction so the rest of us may observe closely.” The Old Man cupped his fist toward Wang Lin, thereby pointing out that the item belonged to Wang Lin.

The Old Man's expression drew Wang Lin's attention. After a brief contemplation, he raised his right hand and pointed forward. A Restriction flew out and landed on the black qi, instantly causing the black qi to seem to boil, surging and rolling violently like clouds. The Seal Restrictions upon it dissipated layer by layer until they completely vanished. The black qi was no longer indistinct; it rapidly contracted and condensed, transforming into a pitch-black Armor, revealing monstrous Devilish Qi!

The Devilish Qi was extremely dense, causing the world to change color. A massive, entirely black Vortex faintly appeared in the sky, slowly revolving.

Moreover, the moment the Armor's Seal was opened, the surroundings abruptly fell silent. The Cultivators' eyes widened dramatically, and even the shattered nirvana Old Monster sitting on the stone stele in the front left was stunned, his eyes bursting with unimaginable light!

Furthermore, some Cultivators stood up abruptly in shock, their eyes showing disbelief.

“Divine Sect Devil Armor!!” The Pockmarked Old Man gasped, murmuring the words.

“Divine Devil Armor!!”

“It really is the Divine Devil Armor!”

“The Divine Devil Armor, rumored to be possessed only by those from the Divine Sect! This Armor has extremely dense Devilish Qi; it must be a Fourth Grade Divine Devil Armor!” The entire auction site immediately erupted into chaos due to the appearance of this Armor.

The Cultivators who could attend this auction were all knowledgeable individuals with profound cultivation and extremely strong composure. But at this moment, the composure of the vast majority of Cultivators instantly collapsed, all because of this single piece of Divine Devil Armor!

“Fellow Daoist Lü, are you truly going to sell this item?” The Elder of the Daofa School stood up, cupped his fist toward Wang Lin, and said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings immediately quieted down, and everyone's gaze instantly focused on Wang Lin.

Wang Lin looked composed. He glanced at the Loose Devil Armor, surprised that this item could also be connected to the Divine Sect. A strong interest in the Divine Sect of the Cloud Sea Star Domain arose in Wang Lin's heart.

“I only want Origin Crystal!” Wang Lin said calmly.

“Good, I am willing to offer three thousand Origin Crystal to buy this item!” The voice of the Elder of the Daofa School was decisive!

“I offer five thousand Origin Crystal!” The Old Woman who had previously traded the Star Map with Wang Lin slowly spoke, a strange light shining in her eyes as she looked at the Loose Devil Armor.

“Everyone here who wishes to buy this item is surely doing so to study the Divine Abilities of the Divine Sect. This item is unique to the Divine Sect in the Cloud Sea and is rarely disseminated externally. I am determined to obtain this item; I offer eight thousand Origin Crystal!” The White-Robed Scholar took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

“Ten thousand Origin Crystal!” The Elder of the Daofa School hesitated for a moment, then grit his teeth and said. Their Daofa School did not have many Origin Crystals; ten thousand was the limit he could afford.

As soon as this price was announced, gasps could be heard around the area. This level of auction transaction was no longer something ordinary people could participate in. Just then, a strange, sarcastic voice slowly drifted over.

“Seventh Grade Miluo Sect offers thirteen thousand Origin Crystal!” The surrounding Cultivators immediately looked over. It was a Young Man dressed in yellow holding a fan who announced the price.

The Elder of the Daofa School stared blankly at the Armor, sighed deeply, and stopped bidding. The others also fell silent; this price was the absolute limit, and they did not possess that many Origin Crystals.

“Fifteen thousand Origin Crystal!” Ouyang Long's voice transmitted, subtly laced with a tremor. Even he couldn't help but feel his mind shake at this price.

“Eighteen thousand Origin Crystal!” The Yellow-Robed Youth frowned and said in a deep voice.

“Twenty thousand Origin Crystal!” Ouyang Long gritted his teeth.

“Twenty-five thousand Origin Crystal!” Cold light flickered in the Yellow-Robed Youth's eyes.

“Thir—thirty thousand Origin Crystal!” Sweat beaded on Ouyang Long's forehead.

“You are merely from the Fifth Grade Penglai Baoyu Sect, how could you possibly have so many Origin Crystals!” The Yellow-Robed Youth suddenly stood up, staring at Ouyang Long, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes, having recognized Ouyang Long's identity.

There is one more chapter, which I am currently writing. Brothers, you surprised Er Gen today—it was the ranking for the 2010 Annual Works on the novel's introduction page. Since Er Gen started writing, I have never been first on any list, not even for a second. This time is a huge surprise, even though I know it's temporary. I don't know if this thing costs money or not. If it costs money, then forget it, but if it doesn't, please help vote a few more times every day, hehe, let's see what place we can reach in the end.