Chapter 151: Reaching an Agreement

As the green-robed old man spoke, he grabbed with his large hand, and streaks of lightning and thunder light converged from all directions. In an instant, a confinement cage made of lightning appeared around Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's expression was grim. He stopped and stared at the green-robed old man, asking coldly, "Senior, what exactly do you want?"

The green-robed old man looked at Wang Lin, and after a long while, said, "I need to borrow your Death Curse Art."

Wang Lin remained silent for a moment, looking at the lightning net cage surrounding him. Crackling sounds slowly emanated from all sides.

"I want to know the reason."

The green-robed old man pondered for a moment, then shook his head, saying, "The time to explain this matter has not yet arrived, but I will not treat you unfairly. If you agree to accompany me, I can give you an Earth Transformation Pill!"

Wang Lin's expression was normal, but his heart stirred. He had heard Li Muwan mention the Earth Transformation Pill. This Medicinal Pill was extremely precious. Its effect was roughly the same as a cultivation Pill: it could raise a Core Formation Stage Cultivator by one Realm. The success rate for advancing from the Early Stage to the Middle Stage was extremely high, and while the success rate for advancing from the Middle Stage to the Late Stage was slightly lower, even if unsuccessful, it would increase the spiritual power within the body, laying a foundation for the future.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then looked up at the old man without speaking. He was doubtful. Although he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation, this person could destroy the Fire Incineration Alliance's Mountain Protecting Great Array with a wave of a hand, and a single roar could keep Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators from advancing. Such cultivation, if not the Great Perfection Pseudo-God Realm at the limit of the Nascent Soul Late Stage, must mean they had already surpassed the Nascent Soul and truly stepped into Soul Transformation.

Given the opponent's cultivation, imposing some Restrictions on himself could certainly be used as a threat. Or, even simpler, refining him into a Puppet. In that case, he would naturally obey orders. It seemed unnecessary to negotiate with him in the current manner, using a tone of discussion and exchange.

"There must be a problem here!" Wang Lin thought inwardly, but outwardly, no anomaly could be seen. He mused for a moment, sneered internally, stared at the old man, and shook his head.

The green-robed old man was expressionless and said flatly, "Seeking death!" He grabbed with his right hand, and the lightning net surrounding Wang Lin immediately contracted. Wang Lin remained motionless, staring coldly at the old man, a hint of mockery appearing at the corner of his mouth.

The lightning net grew smaller and smaller, eventually pressing almost tightly against Wang Lin's body. His hair, blown by the wind, turned instantly into ash upon touching the net, and the corners of his clothes also turned to dust as they fluttered.

Just as it fully contracted, the old man stopped his right hand, looked at Wang Lin, and said in a deep voice, "Good Heart-Nature, but unfortunately, you don't know how to appreciate favors. Do you really think I won't kill you?"

The mockery at Wang Lin's mouth intensified. He said flatly, "One Earth Transformation Pill is not enough."

The old man stared at Wang Lin, secretly annoyed. If it weren't for the fact that people going to that place couldn't have any Restrictions within their bodies—otherwise, they couldn't enter—he would have long ago placed Restrictions inside the other party to control him, avoiding all this trouble.

Furthermore, even after entering, all Restrictions would become ineffective. Most importantly, the stage required the use of the Death Curse Art. If the other party harbored resentment and the desire to die together, then just one mistake would implicate everyone.

When he first entered a thousand years ago, he nearly died because of this point. Only after a thousand years of recuperation did he recover his original cultivation. Although his cultivation had improved slightly, the thought of the dangers of that place still sent shivers down his spine.

Therefore, he could neither place Restrictions on Wang Lin nor act too aggressively; everything had to focus on temptation. Hearing Wang Lin's words now, he secretly sighed in relief. He waved his right hand, and the lightning net immediately dispersed.

Wang Lin didn't even blink, nor did he spare a glance for the lightning net, merely gazing quietly at the green-robed old man.

"What do you want? Just say it." The old man said decisively.

"I want to know how dangerous the place we are going to is!" Wang Lin's voice was flat, but his tone was filled with determination.

The green-robed old man chuckled and said, "As for how dangerous it is, I won't hide it from you. A Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivator entering means nine deaths and one life. If you are in the Middle Stage, with good luck, you might save your life. Only those who reach the Late Stage Pseudo-God Realm can truly explore it, but even then, if you are not careful, you will still die.

However, although that place is dangerous, the rewards are also immense. Magic Treasures, Medicinal Pills, Cultivation Techniques—you could say everything is available. Furthermore, there is the legendary Nascent Transformation Pill. Just by taking one, you have the chance to leap forward and become a Nascent Soul Transformation Stage expert.

As for the danger there, you don't need to worry too much. Your Death Curse Art will be of great use in one particular stage. At the very least, you won't be in danger before that. As for afterward, if you don't harbor greed and wait outside, you will naturally be teleported out once the time is up."

After Wang Lin heard this, he pondered for a moment. After analyzing the old man's words, he only believed about thirty percent of them.

"I observe your cultivation; you should have just reached Core Formation recently. Fine, I have a Nascent Establishment Pill here. If you agree to come with me, I will give it to you. Moreover, I promise to give you one of the treasures ultimately obtained from that place. How about that?"

He had heard Li Muwan mention the Nascent Establishment Pill. It was a Medicinal Pill taken during the formation of the Nascent Soul that could slightly increase the chances of success. This pill was extremely rare in Third-Level cultivation Countries, and even in Fourth-Level cultivation Countries, it was uncommon. Its Pill Formula was held by Fifth-Level cultivation Countries.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment. He was somewhat tempted by the mysterious place the old man spoke of. He didn't seek the legendary Nascent Transformation Pill; he only hoped to obtain some Cultivation Techniques and Medicinal Pills that could increase the success rate of forming a Nascent Soul. Otherwise, without external assistance, Wang Lin didn't know how long he would have to Cultivate before reaching the Nascent Soul Stage.

Moreover, regarding the current situation, if he adamantly refused, the opponent would undoubtedly kill him without hesitation once they realized there was no hope. Thus, only one path lay before him.

"Alright, I agree!" Wang Lin said, nodding, his expression unchanged.

The green-robed old man stared at Wang Lin for a moment, then suddenly asked, "How did you manage to make your aura disappear twice before?"

Wang Lin looked at the old man but did not speak. The two looked at each other like this for a moment. The old man withdrew his gaze, stopped asking, and said indifferently, "Let's go. That place will open in less than half a year. If you try to escape along the way, I will not give you any more chances; I will refine you immediately." As he spoke, he waved his large hand like lightning, drawing a symbol in the air. He slapped it, and the symbol instantly drilled into Wang Lin's body, vanishing in a flash.

"This is a Divine Sense Mark. It poses no harm to you whatsoever; it is merely to prevent you from disappearing again. Once we reach that place, I will naturally remove it for you."

Wang Lin had long been mentally prepared for this. If it were him, he would do the same, and if the opponent wanted to place powerful Restrictions, there was no need to wait until now.

He did not set off, but instead looked toward the direction of the Fire Incineration Alliance and said in a deep voice, "Junior still has one unfinished matter. Please wait a few more days, Senior."

The green-robed old man frowned, stared at Wang Lin, and asked, "What matter?"

Wang Lin's heart stirred, and he said, "Senior, have you heard of the War God Temple's God Dao Art?"

The old man sneered and said, "The God Dao Art that can increase the chance of forming a Nascent Soul—when that boy from the War God Temple obtained it back then, the news spread far and wide. However, even if you go, you won't be able to get the original God Dao Art, unless you go to the Fourth-Level Cultivation Country, Tiangang Country."

Wang Lin's expression was normal, but his heart stirred. Judging by the old man's words, the War God Temple, just as he suspected, could not have retained the original God Dao Art all this time.

However, Wang Lin was quite unwilling to give up without personally checking it out. So, his body moved, transforming into a long rainbow, flying toward the Fire Incineration Alliance. The green-robed old man's eyes flickered a few times, and he followed unhurriedly behind.

Before long, the mountain peak of the Fire Incineration Alliance was visible in the distance. Wang Lin stopped beside the peak, his gaze sharp. After the green-robed old man approached, he said loudly, "Ma Liang pays respects to Senior Feng Luan of the War God Temple."

His voice left his mouth, turning into bursts of thunder that spread out mightily. Soon, several figures flew out from within the mountain peak. The woman in the palace dress leading them was exactly Feng Luan.

She first spotted the green-robed old man beside Wang Lin, her pupils contracting. Then, her gaze fell upon Wang Lin, and she was secretly startled. In just a few years, the other party had actually achieved Core Formation. However, recalling the matter of Possession, she figured he must have already reached Core Formation before the Possession, which was why he was able to reach Core Formation again so quickly. She was silent for a moment and said in a cold voice, "You are the person he has been searching for for three years?"

Wang Lin's expression was composed. He avoided the topic and said, "Senior Feng Luan, Junior has a request, and I hope Senior will agree."

Feng Luan glanced at the green-robed old man with great apprehension, took a deep breath, and said, "Speak!"

"Junior wishes to borrow the God Dao Art for a look. I hope Senior will grant this favor." Wang Lin's tone was calm as he slowly spoke.

Feng Luan was silent for a moment and glanced at the green-robed old man, noticing that he was constantly looking up at the sky. Over the past three years, they had already made some guesses regarding the green-robed old man's cultivation. Now, seeing him come to their doorstep, they couldn't help but be secretly alarmed.

At this moment, a red-faced old man walked out from behind Feng Luan. He looked at Wang Lin, staring intently, and after a short while, said, "Since you are a Disciple of my War God Temple, there is no harm in looking. Come with me." As he spoke, he quickly glanced at the green-robed old man out of the corner of his eye.

Without saying a word, Wang Lin rose and flew away.

The green-robed old man's expression was indifferent. Wang Lin was using his influence to request a look at the God Dao Art; with his experience, he knew this instantly. However, it wasn't worth falling out over such a small matter. He decided to help him all the way, granting the other party a favor, which would help ease the relationship between them.

Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice, "Little friend, I will wait for you outside. If you suffer even the slightest injury, I will use all the living beings on this mountain peak as your burial sacrifice."

The red-faced old man's body trembled slightly but immediately returned to normal. He walked into the mountain peak, with Wang Lin following closely behind. The two stopped outside a Stone Residence on the rear side of the mountain peak.

"I should call you Wang Lin, right?" The red-faced old man broke the silence. After stopping outside the Stone Residence, he turned and stared at Wang Lin, saying word by word.

Wang Lin nodded without speaking.

"Wang Lin, let bygones be bygones. I don't care how much trouble you have caused, but do not involve the War God Temple. If you can swear an oath to achieve this, I will immediately open the Stone Residence for you to view the God Dao Art!" The old man took a deep breath and spoke with a heavy tone.

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This is the first basic update for yesterday. There will be a second basic update for yesterday shortly. As for today's two basic updates, I will continue writing and strive to post one chapter tonight.