Chapter 261: Killing

Zhou Wutai looked at the snowball in his hand, remained silent for a moment, then gave a bitter smile, "It's nothing more than 'benefit'. Snow Domain Country is one of the few cultivation Countries on Vermilion Bird Star that is extremely lacking in resources yet has miraculously risen to the fourth level. So, in order to better develop and gain greater benefits, this war naturally came about."

Wang Lin chuckled, picked up the wine pot in his hand, took a sip, and said indifferently, "Brother Zhou, I, Wang, will not see you out!"

Zhou Wutai's expression immediately darkened. He looked at Wang Lin and said, "If Brother Wang joins our Four Sects Alliance, any request within my authority can be met. Brother Wang, won't you reconsider?"

Wang Lin looked up, staring intently at Zhou Wutai. After a long while, Zhou Wutai slowly frowned and said, "Brother Wang, what is the meaning of this?"

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, his gaze calm. He said unhurriedly, "Brother Zhou, do you take me for a three-year-old child? Vermilion Bird Star is vast. Why do these Snow Domain Cultivators not invade other cultivation Countries, but specifically choose this place? Since Brother Zhou is unwilling to explain, I don't wish to continue asking."

Zhou Wutai fell silent. After a short while, he laughed heartily, not feeling awkward at all. Instead, he looked at Wang Lin and said, "Brother Wang, please don't take offense. The reason for this matter involves too much, so I, Zhou, am naturally unwilling to speak of it easily." After he finished speaking, he stopped, clearly waiting for Wang Lin's reply. If Wang Lin agreed, then he would reveal the reason.

Wang Lin pondered. He had absolutely no interest in participating in the Snow Domain Cultivators' invasion. After all, this was a war between two fourth-level cultivation Countries. Once involved, even a slight carelessness could lead to death. Moreover, he had no ties to the Four Sects Alliance. If the war turned unfavorable, he could very likely be used as a pawn!

After a long while, Wang Lin said unhurriedly, "This matter requires some time for me to consider. Before the Snow Domain Cultivators invade, I will give Brother Zhou a reply."

Zhou Wutai hadn't expected Wang Lin to agree immediately, but now that Wang Lin didn't even make any demands, it seemed to him that there was an eighty percent chance he wouldn't agree.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, stood up, and cupped his fists, saying, "Since that's the case, I await Brother Wang's reply." As he spoke, he took out a Jade Slip from his Storage Pouch, placed it aside, and added, "If Brother Wang has a reply, please use this Jade Slip to transmit your message!"

After speaking, he cupped his fists again and turned to leave.

Wang Lin's expression remained as usual, without any fluctuations.

Zhou Wutai picked up his coir raincape, took a step out of the shop, paused, and without looking back, slowly said, "Brother Wang, have you heard of the Four Immortal Sects of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning? The location of Vermilion Bird Star is precisely near the Rain Immortal Sect…"

Wang Lin's eyes suddenly flashed. The Four Immortal Sects of Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Lightning were briefly mentioned in the memories of the Ancient God Tu Si. It was rumored that these four Immortal Sects had existed since ancient times, their origins unknown.

However, one thing was certain: these four Immortal Sects were the gateways to the Ancient Immortal Realm.

After Zhou Wutai finished speaking, he stepped out. With the coir raincape on him, he gradually walked away.

The snow outside grew heavier, and the wailing wind raged between heaven and earth… After Zhou Wutai left the street, four black figures suddenly appeared beside him. These four followed behind Zhou Wutai, their Divine Sense all sweeping towards Wang Lin's shop.

One of them said in a cold tone, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, the Four Sects Alliance's order is to eliminate all suspicious individuals within our country's borders from the past 200 years. Why did you not act just now?"

Zhou Wutai did not turn back, but sneered, "With the cultivation of you four, even if I were to join, could we truly eliminate this person? If he wanted to escape, who could stop him?"

"Not necessarily. Although the four of us only have Late Stage Nascent Soul cultivation, if we activate the Formation, unless he reaches Soul Transformation, he will surely die!" another black-clothed man beside him said indifferently.

Zhou Wutai sneered, flicked his sleeve, and said, "If you want to go, you go. I won't accompany you. This person possesses the wooden carving from the three elders of White Cloud Sect, especially Junior Martial Uncle Qingsong. There must be something extraordinary within it. I don't want to court death!"

The four black-clothed men were silent for a moment. After exchanging glances, they turned around without a word and walked towards Wang Lin's shop.

Zhou Wutai's smile grew colder. He stopped and turned to look back, wanting to see how these four arrogant fellows could defeat a strong Cultivator who was about to reach Soul Transformation!

They didn't even consider that once Wang Lin wanted to escape, the four of them would have no chance of stopping him. In that case, they would simply be inviting future trouble upon themselves, which was truly unwise!

The four quickly darted towards Wang Lin's shop, their murderous aura immediately thickening.

Wang Lin sat inside the shop, looking at the wine pot in his hand, and sighed softly. His Mortal state of mind over these many years truly didn't want to be broken by slaughter, but Wang Lin was Wang Lin. His four hundred years of murderous life had only been restrained during his Mortal transformation, not dissipated!

These four people, at this moment, had no idea that if they insisted on attacking, they would personally release a malevolent god, an Evil Star who hadn't killed anyone for decades!

However, the four had clearly made their decision. They transformed into a wisp of black smoke, which was extremely conspicuous against the white snow on the ground and all around them.

Wang Lin sighed inwardly. His eyes suddenly flashed with a cold glint, unseen for over thirty years. This kind of gaze only frequently appeared during Wang Lin's four hundred years of murderous life!

Every time it appeared, it meant someone was going to die!

This time was no exception!

Wang Lin held the wine pot in his left hand, took a sip, stood up, and took a step forward. Instantly, his body appeared outside the shop. At this moment, the four black-clothed men had already approached.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered with cold light. At this moment, he transformed from an old Mortal man in his twilight years into a killing star that had not appeared for a long time. At this moment, the wind and snow around them seemed to intensify, but the killing intent contained within them, compared to Wang Lin at this moment, was like the difference between a bonfire and the sun.

The cold sword does not leave its sheath!

The four black-clothed men, at the moment they surrounded him, each formed strange Hand Seals. At the same time, four low shouts came from their mouths. Immediately after, four streaks of sword light—green, red, blue, and purple—flashed from their hands, weaving into a sword net that enveloped Wang Lin.

Wang Lin took a large gulp of wine, then casually pointed into the Void Realm with his right hand. Instantly, the Concept of Time, which he had comprehended from the green-robed elder's wooden carving, spread out richly under his finger. Those Sword Qi immediately paused, visibly to the naked eye!

With this pause, Wang Lin's body immediately turned ethereal, vanishing from the sword net in a strange posture. When he reappeared, he was already behind one of the black-clothed men.

When the sword leaves its sheath, it kills!

His right hand, moving at a seemingly slow but actually lightning-fast speed, pressed onto the black-clothed man's head. With a 'crack' sound, the man spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and died. At the same time, his Nascent Soul swiftly shot out from his body, carrying a trace of fear, and was about to flee into the distance.

Wang Lin didn't even glance at it. He instantly turned around, opened his mouth wide, and let out a silent roar. Amidst this roar, a black mist surged above Wang Lin's head in the blink of an eye. The Soul Devourer, in this form, suddenly rushed out and swallowed the fleeing Nascent Soul in one gulp.

The surrounding wind and snow were shaken at this moment. Within a hundred zhang radius around Wang Lin, they all veered away, as if not daring to easily provoke this killing star who had not appeared for a long time.

This black-clothed man shouldn't have died, but he shouldn't have personally released a malevolent star who had been killing for four hundred years! If he had known, he would surely have regretted it!

The remaining three were instantly terrified. Without a word, they each patted their Storage Pouches and took out their strongest Magic Treasures. One of them, holding a precious umbrella, saw Wang Lin slowly turn around. When his gaze fell upon them, those cold eyes filled with murderous intent made him, for the first time as a Cultivator, feel the presence of cold.

What did the surrounding wind and snow count for at this moment! In this person's eyes, they were not even one ten-thousandth of the person with that gaze!

He almost subconsciously bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of vital blood onto the precious umbrella. Instantly, the precious umbrella snapped open, and streaks of golden light, like vivid golden snakes, roared menacingly towards Wang Lin, as if to devour him alive.

The other two also conjured their Magic Treasures, but they didn't know that the cold sword does not leave its sheath; when it leaves its sheath, it kills, and after killing, it kills again!

Wang Lin showed a hint of mockery in his eyes. He didn't even glance at the golden snakes swirling towards him. Instead, he patted his Storage Pouch, and instantly, a small black flag appeared in his hand, transforming into a black mist that immediately enveloped the surroundings. From within the black mist, dozens of black Restriction Qi suddenly emerged, shattering all the golden snakes into powder with overwhelming force.

The surrounding wind and snow scattered further away at this moment, not daring to approach. At the same time, Wang Lin gently stepped forward. When he reappeared, he was already beside the black-clothed man holding the umbrella. The moment his body appeared, his right hand had already gripped the black-clothed man's neck. With a slight squeeze, a 'crack' sound was heard, and the black-clothed man died.

"Nascent Soul Stage, I have killed countless. You are not the second!" Wang Lin sighed softly. His right hand suddenly reached into the man's abdomen, grabbing a Nascent Soul with a face full of terror and fright. The Nascent Soul was about to beg for mercy, but immediately shrieked.

Because Wang Lin swallowed it!

At this moment, the remaining two had no Battle Intent whatsoever. They immediately turned around without a word, using their strongest escape techniques, fleeing in panic like stray dogs.

However, realizing it now was already too late!

The cold sword does not leave its sheath; when it leaves its sheath, it kills, and after killing, it kills again, killing one person in ten steps! —

Today's update is late; there will be another chapter in a bit. I'll rest for a few days, then have another burst.