Chapter 117: Is He a Fat Sheep?

Sun Youcai let out a few lewd chuckles, reaching out to pat Wang Lin’s shoulder, saying, “Let’s not talk about her. Brother Ma, not much further ahead, there’s a Teleportation Formation to enter the Stream Valley.”

Wang Lin moved his shoulder, dodging the pat, and smiled, “That’s great. Let’s hurry over so we can enter the Stream Valley sooner.” With that, he flew forward.

Sun Youcai’s hand met empty air, but his expression didn’t change in the slightest. He nodded and said, “Brother Ma, are you out alone this time?” He followed without haste.

Wang Lin sneered inwardly, his expression showing no abnormality as he said, “That’s right, I’m out alone this time.”

Sun Youcai laughed heartily and whispered, “Brother Ma must have secretly snuck down the mountain to the Stream Valley to exchange for some Magic Treasures and Jade Talismans. I heard that in three months, it will be the War God Hall’s Five Halls Treasure Competition. Brother Ma can seize this opportunity to make a name for himself.”

Wang Lin smiled but remained silent, neither confirming nor denying.

Seeing Wang Lin’s demeanor, Sun Youcai sneered internally, “Little brat, whether you’re telling the truth or not, meeting this grandpa today is your bad luck. Hehe, using your Physical Body to make a Puppet, at that time, Li Qiqing probably won’t be too wary.” Thinking this, but to be safe, he pulled out a Jade Slip from his Storage Pouch and, in front of Wang Lin, said, “Brother Ma, I’m calling a friend over. He should be nearby. Then the three of us can use the Teleportation Formation together, which will save a Spirit Stone.”

In Ma Liang’s memory, there was information about Teleportation Formations. Most of these Teleportation Formations required several Spirit Stones to activate, and once activated, could transport up to three people at a time.

So, Sun Youcai’s words were airtight. After seeing Wang Lin nod, Sun Youcai placed the Jade Slip on his glabella, then threw it out. The Jade Slip flickered a few times and disappeared.

Wang Lin followed Sun Youcai, flying along, watching as the surroundings became more desolate, with more volcanoes appearing, some of which occasionally emitted black smoke.

Fearing Wang Lin’s confusion, Sun Youcai smiled and explained, “Brother Ma, don’t worry, the Teleportation Formation to the Stream Valley is not far. Recently, I don’t know what’s going on, but these volcanoes in our Fire Burning Nation always emit black smoke. I remember the Nascent Soul Stage ancestors of the Four Great Sects just finished sealing them last year.”

Wang Lin’s expression gradually turned cold, and he chuckled, “Indeed, this place is quite remote, a good spot. Especially with so many volcanoes here, it’s convenient for disposing of bodies after killing someone, even saving the trouble of using Fireball Spells.”

Sun Youcai’s body stiffened, and he forced a smile, “Brother Ma…”

Before he finished speaking, a sound of wind and thunder suddenly came from afar. A black sword light sped over, arriving nearby in a flash. After the sword light dissipated, it revealed a sinister-faced middle-aged man. This man was gaunt, and his eyes revealed a ruthless glint.

Dressed in black, even the Flying Sword under his feet emitted a black cold light. Especially his hands, which were wreathed in a black mist. After he appeared, he didn’t even glance at Wang Lin, and said coldly to Sun Youcai, “Is he the fat sheep?”

Wang Lin glanced at him. This person’s cultivation was deeper than Sun Youcai’s, having reached the False Core Realm, on par with Li Qiqing.

Sun Youcai’s face immediately bloomed like a flower, and with a fawning tone, he said, “Senior Brother, it’s him. I saw that little lass Li Muwan and her brother Li Qiqing are quite fond of him. If we refine him into a Puppet and then intentionally approach them, we might have a better chance.”

The black-clothed middle-aged man’s gaze shifted to Wang Lin, surprised that the other party didn’t flee, but he didn’t put a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivation in his eyes at all. He said coldly, “Kid, you can die now!” With that, the Flying Sword under his feet shot out like lightning, aiming directly for Wang Lin’s chest.

At the same time, the black-clothed middle-aged man leaped, clapping his hands repeatedly. Immediately, a black mist spread out, transforming into a giant Ghost Fire Skeleton, which followed the Flying Sword to devour Wang Lin.

Wang Lin’s eyes were icy. He ignored the Flying Sword and the mist, pointed his right hand at the middle-aged man, and whispered, “Perish!”

With the extreme realm unleashed, heaven and earth changed color. With the extreme Divine Sense manifested, souls scattered and spirits perished! In the Foundation Establishment Stage, Wang Lin was invincible. If he were in the Core Formation Stage, he would be the king of the Core Formation Stage. Once he reached the Nascent Soul Stage, he would be the number one expert below the Soul Transformation Stage throughout the countless Cultivation Planets of the entire Cultivation Alliance.

The middle-aged man’s eyes suddenly bulged. In that instant, he could clearly feel his Divine Sense being struck by a destructive force, without any power to resist, instantly collapsing into nothingness. The moment fear appeared in his eyes, it immediately shattered, and his body went limp. Until his death, he didn’t understand what exactly had happened.

All of this happened too quickly. The Flying Sword in mid-air had only flown less than half its distance when the middle-aged man’s Divine Sense, stored within it, shattered. The black light on the Flying Sword immediately dissipated, and it fell from the sky. The black mist skeleton that followed closely also slowly dispersed with the middle-aged man’s death.

Wang Lin flicked his sleeve, and the Flying Sword immediately floated over, caught in his hand. Then he patted his Storage Pouch, and a metal plate flew out.

“Devour that black mist!” After Wang Lin threw out this sentence, he ignored it and looked at Sun Youcai, who was completely and utterly stunned.

A red light flashed on the metal plate, and the Devil Head leaped out, pouncing on the black mist. Regardless of whether the black mist could be devoured or was easy to digest, the Devil Head grimaced and swallowed it in large gulps. There was nothing he could do; he didn’t dare not swallow it. Wang Lin’s power had left him with lingering fear.

Sun Youcai only reacted at this moment, retreating several steps in terror. Without a word, he stomped his foot, and his body slid into the ground, disappearing.

The Devil Head’s eyes darted around, and he quickly and quietly slowed down his devouring speed, while outwardly appearing to be swallowing in large gulps. Unfortunately, Wang Lin’s next words made him distressed again.

“Follow me.”

After Wang Lin finished speaking, his body moved, and his extreme realm Divine Sense suddenly spread out, chasing towards the northwest. The Devil Head’s face showed a look of struggle, retreating instead of advancing, but after retreating not far, he immediately let out a miserable groan, and green smoke emanated from his body, scaring him into quickly turning around and flying towards Wang Lin, no longer daring to think of escaping.

Wang Lin withdrew the Divine Sense he used to punish the Devil Head, focusing intently on chasing Sun Youcai. He was very interested in Sun Youcai’s speed. Wang Lin knew his own speed was too slow; for example, the young woman from two days ago could travel a thousand li in just a few breaths. With such speed, if she wanted to kill him, he probably wouldn’t even have the qualifications to run.

When Sun Youcai caught up to him earlier, Wang Lin had already used his full speed, yet the other party could still catch up effortlessly, showing his speed.

Therefore, Wang Lin didn’t kill him but planned to capture him alive to find out the reason.

Sun Youcai was scared. He had spent nearly thirty years cultivating, and from Qi Condensation Stage Layer 15, he had been engaged in killing people and seizing treasures. However, he was cautious, only targeting individuals, and Cultivators whose cultivation was lower than his. He would never risk killing someone beyond his Rank.

Over the years, all the Magic Treasures and Materials he obtained were exchanged for Medicinal Pills that increased cultivation in the Stream Valley market. Thus, his cultivation soared, but as his cultivation grew higher, ordinary Medicinal Pills lost their effectiveness. High-Rank Medicinal Pills were either difficult to find sellers for or too expensive, so he reluctantly set his sights on the Luohe Sect.

The Luohe Sect was famous for its Formations and Alchemy, especially its Medicinal Pills. Any Medicinal Pill refined by the Luohe Sect was guaranteed to be a fine product. Sun Youcai’s target was Li Muwan, from the Alchemy Branch within the Luohe Sect. He wanted to get some Medicinal Pills or Pill Formulas from her, but unfortunately, Li Muwan’s Elder brother, Li Qiqing, had a higher cultivation than him, having reached the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection False Core Realm, firmly suppressing him, a Cultivator who had just entered the Foundation Establishment Late Stage and had not yet stabilized.

At this moment, Sun Youcai wished his speed could be faster. Until now, his mind was still replaying the terrifying scene he had just witnessed: Fourth Senior Brother, a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection False Core Cultivator, was so easily killed by someone.

If that Ma Liang had used some powerful Magic Treasure, he wouldn’t have been so scared, but he hadn’t even seen a shadow of a Magic Treasure. He only heard Ma Liang say one word, “Perish,” and Fourth Senior Brother immediately fell to the ground, dead.

This… what kind of Spell was this? Thinking of this, Sun Youcai’s scalp tingled. The more he couldn’t understand, the more terrified he became. A single word could kill a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection Cultivator. What exactly was this Ma Liang’s cultivation? Could he have reached the Core Formation Stage?

No! Sun Youcai immediately rejected this idea. It wasn’t that he hadn’t seen Core Formation Stage experts. Even if a Core Formation Stage Elder from his School acted to kill a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, although it would certainly be effortless, it would absolutely not be so understated, like heavenly might, one word, one death.

Sun Youcai’s heart trembled. Could it be the Nascent Soul Stage!

But then he again dismissed this idea. He had witnessed a Nascent Soul Stage expert act once. That was when the Devil Sect Ancestor killed a Foundation Establishment Late Stage traitor. In front of most of the Disciples, the Ancestor merely flicked a Flying Sword, and the traitor died in mid-air while fleeing, without even a chance to dodge or resist.

However, even so, in Sun Youcai’s eyes, Wang Lin’s single word killing a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, compared to the Ancestor using a Flying Sword to kill a Foundation Establishment Late Stage, immediately revealed the difference in Realms. His mind suddenly buzzed and went blank.

“How… how could… he… he be… a Soul Transformation Stage expert…” The moment Sun Youcai uttered the words “Soul Transformation Stage,” all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away with that sentence.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was correct. Sun Youcai bitterly thought, “A Soul Transformation Stage expert… that’s a legendary figure. How is that possible… But if it’s not a Soul Transformation Stage expert, how could a single word kill Fourth Senior Brother… It’s rumored that Soul Transformation Stage experts can control the power of heaven and earth, so killing a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection with a single word makes sense… I… I’m being chased by a Soul Transformation Stage expert, damn it…”

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