Chapter 262: Rain Cauldron

Of the remaining two people, one fled in the direction of Zhou Wutai. As for the other, he fled in the opposite direction.

Wang Lin's gaze was cold. He glanced indifferently at Zhou Wutai, then stepped forward: one step, two steps, three steps, four steps… ten steps!

Ten steps, one kill!

Wang Lin only needed ten steps to catch up to the terrified black-clothed man fleeing. A strange look appeared in his eyes, and he sighed softly, "Disturbing my state of mind warrants only death!" As he spoke, he casually flicked his right hand forward. Immediately, the extreme realm, which had transformed into a Magic Treasure, turned into a red bolt of lightning and instantly caught up to the Cultivator, drilling into his body.

He didn't even have time to let out a miserable groan before his body shook, and he suddenly fell headfirst from mid-air, landing precisely in the deep snow outside the door of Da Niu's Ironware Shop.

His Nascent Soul was destroyed by the extreme realm before it could escape.

Although Wang Lin's extreme realm could not Break through and kill Soul Transformation Cultivators before obtaining the Vermilion Bird Star's National Treasure, dealing with Nascent Soul Cultivators was more than sufficient!

After killing three people in succession, Wang Lin turned around and looked towards Zhou Wutai's location.

Although Zhou Wutai's expression was normal, the back beneath his straw raincoat was already drenched in sweat. Seeing Wang Lin's gaze fall upon him, he hesitated for barely a moment, thrusting his right hand forward and immediately blocking the black-clothed man fleeing toward him.

The black-clothed man looked panicked and shouted sharply, "Zhou Wutai, what are you doing!"

Zhou Wutai glanced at the man indifferently, smiled slightly, and softly said, "You four offended Brother Wang, how could I let you leave?" As he spoke, his left hand formed a strange Hand Seal, and a purple light instantly appeared in his grasp. At this moment, the difference between a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator and a pseudo-Soul Transformation Cultivator who was about to enter Soul Transformation became clearly evident.

Zhou Wutai's cultivation was only one step behind Wang Lin's; he too had one foot stepped into the Soul Transformation Stage and grasped a bit of Concept. The moment his Hand Seal was displayed, the Nascent Soul Cultivator was suddenly stunned. He felt as if he had returned to his youth, seeing the Master who had led him into the cultivation School.

Although he knew this was all fake, the feeling was incredibly real. An irresistible consciousness suddenly spread throughout his body. By the time he reacted, Zhou Wutai's right hand was already pressed against his heavenly spirit. With a release of spiritual power, the man immediately bled from the corners of his mouth and fell dead.

As for his Nascent Soul, Zhou Wutai grabbed it and crushed it right in front of Wang Lin. He was using this action to tell Wang Lin that he had absolutely no involvement in today's incident, and furthermore, no one would ever know about it, otherwise, he wouldn't have acted to kill the man and silence him.

Wang Lin's swift and decisive killing of three people completely stunned the arrogant Zhou Wutai. If the four black-clothed men had attacked individually, he was confident he could kill them. Even if there were two, he could barely win.

But if there were three, at best, he could only achieve a draw. If there were four, he would only be able to flee. Yet Wang Lin had killed three people so effortlessly. How could Zhou Wutai not be shocked?

Wang Lin's body slowly descended from mid-air. The moment he landed on the snow, his entire being seemed to instantly become listless, transforming from an Evil Star back into a Mortal, specifically a Mortal in his twilight years.

He adjusted his collar, took a sip from his wine gourd, and casually tossed it toward Zhou Wutai. Then, he turned and walked toward the shop. At this moment, he was indistinguishable from a Mortal.

Zhou Wutai took the wine gourd, remained silent for a long time, and then looked warily at the house where Wang Lin was staying. He resolved internally: this person could only be an ally, never an enemy!

He flicked his large sleeve, and instantly the corpses of the four black-clothed men on the street turned into ashes and vanished completely. He then moved swiftly and left the street.

The time Wang Lin spent from leaving the shop until returning was extremely short. Furthermore, due to his intentional actions, no Mortals nearby discovered the scene.

He returned to the shop, sat on the chair beside the stove, and immediately exuded a deep sense of twilight. He stretched out his hands above the stove, warming himself.

Sitting quietly inside the shop, his mind rapidly searched the memories of the Ancient God Tu Si. Gradually, information concerning the Four Immortal Gates of Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Lightning became clearer in his mind.

Just then, the sound of the wind and snow outside suddenly quieted down. The shop door was pushed open with a creak by a gust of snowy wind, and immediately, the smell of roasted chicken wafted in.

At the same time, the filthy old man who hadn't appeared for a long time hurried in, hugging himself and trembling. After entering, he hooked his right foot behind him to close the shop door, then quickly walked to the stove next to Wang Lin, muttering curses: "In the middle of the night, running into some brats fighting, are people even allowed to sleep anymore?! I don't know which bastard smashed into me! It took this old man ages to find a place to sleep, what rotten luck!"

Wang Lin smiled wryly, flipped his right hand, and another wine gourd appeared, which he handed to the old man.

The old man took it, chuckled, pulled half a roasted chicken from his embrace, and said, "You're still the sensible one, kid. Fine, I'll share half of this roasted chicken with you!"

After speaking, he scrutinized Wang Lin, a look of appreciation in his eyes. He continued, "Not bad, young man. Your cultivation has grown again. The Soul Transformation Stage is just around the corner. Don't you dare forget the Wood Carving you promised me, or this old man can chase you down even if you run to the ends of the earth!"

Wang Lin chuckled and said, "I naturally won't forget what I promised Senior."

The old man tore off a chicken leg, took a bite, and mumbled, "Young man, the Four Sects Alliance is chaotic lately. Hurry up and reach Soul Transformation, otherwise, with your current cultivation, you won't gain any benefits from this situation."

Wang Lin's heart stirred. He glanced at the old man and asked, "Does Senior know the reason for the chaos in the Four Sects Alliance?"

The old man raised his chin smugly, sweeping his gaze over Wang Lin. He said, "There's nothing in this Cultivation World that this old man doesn't know. Isn't it just that some young fellow in the Four Sects Alliance somehow got hold of a Rain Cauldron belonging to a Cultivator from Snow Domain? Naturally, the Snow Domain Country wasn't happy, so they came to snatch it. That's all there is to it."

"Rain Cauldron…" Wang Lin pondered briefly. He suddenly recalled the entanglement between the large-eared Cultivator Zhou Wutai and the Prince over ten years ago, where the term Rain Cauldron was mentioned!

"Speaking of the Rain Cauldron, actually, this Magic Treasure isn't the only one. I don't know how many there are exactly, but anyone who holds this Cauldron can enter the Four Immortal Gates of Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Lightning when the Heavenly Dao opens. That's why it caused a scramble. However, no matter how much these two sides fight, it's useless. Once it draws the attention of Level Five or Level Six cultivation Countries, this thing will eventually belong to them." The old man quickly finished the chicken leg he was gnawing on, tore off a piece of chicken neck, and continued talking while chewing.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment and slowly said, "It is rumored that the Four Immortal Gates of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Sky lead to the Ancient Immortal Realm. No wonder everyone is fighting over them."

The old man chuckled and said, "What, young man, are you tempted? However, the Ancient Immortals died long ago during a great war in the ancient era. The current Ancient Immortal Realm is empty."

Wang Lin was startled. There was no such record in Tu Si's memory. He hesitated and asked, "They all died?"

The old man finished gnawing the chicken neck in a few bites, tore off a large piece of chicken meat, and said while eating, "Of course they all died. Otherwise, why do you think Cultivators above Nascent Soul Transformation cultivation still linger in this Realm? It's because there's nowhere else to go."

Wang Lin was profoundly shaken. Although he had long known that Ancient Cultivators died in a great catastrophe, leading to the emergence of the Cultivation Alliance, he had never expected that even the Immortals of the Ancient Immortal Realm had all perished.

The old man noticed Wang Lin's shock and looked quite pleased. After finishing the chicken, he burped, took another sip of wine, wiped his hands casually on his clothes, and said, "Heh heh, shocked, right? Even the Ancient Gods are all dead, so naturally, the Ancient Immortals are completely wiped out too. There are very few Ancient Cultivators left. That's why the Cultivation Alliance appeared, developing based on Star Domains."

Wang Lin remained silent for a while, digesting the shocking secret the old man had revealed. After a long time, he frowned and asked, "If that's the case, why do the Four Immortal Gates of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Sky still exist?"

The old man chuckled and said, "Although the Ancient Immortals are dead, the Immortal Realm still exists. It's just that it is filled with countless raging storms, and the entire Ancient Immortal Realm has been divided into countless sections. The Four Immortal Gates of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Sky merely connect to one part of the Immortal Realm. But even so, there are many good things inside, the most important of which is the Qi of the Immortal Realm!"

"Qi of the Immortal Realm?" Wang Lin's expression changed.

The old man pursed his lips nostalgically and said, "Yes, that stuff tastes much better than roasted chicken…"

Wang Lin immediately gave a wry smile.

"To Break through from the Soul Transformation Realm into Nascent Soul Transformation, unless you have the rare Nascent Soul Transformation Pill, you must absorb enough Qi of the Immortal Realm. Otherwise, you cannot Break through.

In the ancient era, as long as one's cultivation reached the Soul Transformation Realm, they would naturally Ascend to the Immortal Realm. There, by absorbing sufficient Qi of the Immortal Realm, they could naturally continue to Cultivate. But now… there is no other way except to risk entering the Immortal Realm!" the old man said, licking his lips.

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "In that case, this Rain Cauldron is truly worth fighting for, especially for those Soul Transformation Cultivators. Whether it's for improving personal cultivation or raising the level of their respective countries, they are determined to obtain this Rain Cauldron! I wonder if the other three Cauldrons will also appear?"

The old man picked up the wine gourd, took a large gulp, and said, "These Four Cauldrons of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning materialize from the heavens and earth every few years. Those who obtain them naturally possess great Opportunity. The Four Great Immortal Gates almost cover the entire territory of the Cultivation Alliance. Different Cultivation Planets, depending on which Immortal Gate they are closest to, will naturally materialize different Cauldrons."