Chapter 480: First Entry into Tian Yun Immortal Spells

Wang Lin moved his Primordial Spirit, and the Primordial Spirit of the woman in purple was immediately unsealed from the Soul Banner. A streak of purple light flashed out from Wang Lin's mouth and transformed into the figure of that woman several dozen zhang away.

The moment she appeared, she let out an angry shriek and lunged fiercely at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's gaze flickered. His body did not move, but his eyes revealed a cold glint.

"Enough!" Heavenly Fate Child said indifferently.

With those words, the Primordial Spirit of the woman in purple instantly collapsed, turning into specks of crystalline light. Heavenly Fate Child flicked his sleeve, and they were swept directly into it.

Wang Lin's heart trembled, his pupils constricted, and he stared at the place where the woman's Primordial Spirit had dissipated, remaining silent.

"All of you, withdraw! Wang Lin, stay behind!" Heavenly Fate Child flicked his sleeve, his body drifting down to land outside the Purple Forest Pavilion.

Bai Wei hurriedly bowed respectfully and agreed, then retreated, turning into a long rainbow as he flew into the distance.

As for the woman at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation, she also looked respectful and left together with Bai Wei.

The middle-aged man and Zhao Xingsha had gloomy expressions. Zhao Xingsha's face was particularly ugly. After giving Wang Lin a deep look, he turned and left.

The outer Disciples of the Purple Sect dispersed. Today, Wang Lin's image in their hearts had completely shifted. From this moment on, no one dared to show any disrespect to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin stood respectfully beside Heavenly Fate Child, head lowered in silence. Heavenly Fate Child's power far exceeded his imagination. He secretly compared him to Situ Nan and eventually had to admit that Situ Nan was far from being a match for Heavenly Fate Child!

After all, Situ Nan could not cause a person's Primordial Spirit to collapse with a single sound, nor could he make all things return to their original state with a single word. This point already belonged to the category of Immortal Spells, not the Divine Abilities of a Cultivator.

During the previous month, Situ Nan had introduced Cultivator Spells to Wang Lin. Among these Spells, the one that left the deepest impression on Wang Lin was Immortal Spells!

A Spell performed using Immortal energy is not necessarily an Immortal Spell. To be precise, a true Immortal Spell is a massive Divine Ability, the same as the Heavenly Dao Hand Seals bestowed upon Cultivation Planets by the Cultivation Alliance.

It is just that Hand Seals require a Legacy, while Immortal Spells require Incantations and Hand Seals.

Ever since the Immortal Realm collapsed, a large number of Immortal Spells had gone missing, and as time passed, they became increasingly rare. Immortal Spells are also divided into grades. Generally speaking, they are divided into Low Grade Immortal Spells, Medium Grade Immortal Spells, and High Grade Immortal Spells. In addition, there is another level known as Top Grade Immortal Spells. This type of Immortal Spell is too rare; Situ Nan had only heard people mention them and did not say much more.

As for the three killing moves he taught Wang Lin, to be precise, they were something Situ Nan had comprehended years ago after obtaining a defective Low Grade Immortal Spell from the First Generation Vermilion Bird, Ye Wuyou.

Situ Nan could not restore it and could only imitate it. After countless years of pondering, he finally managed to imitate the three killing moves!

Because he Cultivated the Demonic Path, these three imitated killing moves possessed a demonic nature.

Heavenly Fate Child stood quietly outside the Purple Forest Pavilion, gazing at the character "Lin" for a long time without speaking.

The surroundings were silent. Wang Lin accompanied him, also saying nothing. He did not understand Heavenly Fate Child's temper, nor did he know what this Master was thinking in his heart at this moment, but judging from his expression, there seemed to be no anger.

After a long while, Heavenly Fate Child let out a long sigh, withdrew his gaze, and landed it on Wang Lin. He smiled and said, "What a good 'Lin' character! Not bad. Looking at this character, a sense of unruliness wants to pierce through. There must be someone by your side who Cultivates the Demonic Path. Having spent a long time with them, your body has naturally become tainted with the aura of the Demonic Path!"

Wang Lin's heart trembled, his expression remained normal, but his mind raced rapidly, eventually settling on the scene where the middle-aged man, his Second Senior Brother, had used a Restriction Divine Ability to transform into an Immortal-Demon Body. Then, his heart stirred, and he nodded calmly, saying truthfully, "There was indeed such a person by this Disciple's side, but we separated along the way."

Heavenly Fate Child stroked his white beard and smiled, "Even if they come to Tian Yun Star, it does not matter. In this Master's eyes, there is no distinction between Righteous and Evil, Immortal or Demon. There is only doing things according to one's nature! heavenly fate, heavenly fate; everything in this world is determined by heavenly fate. As long as one keeps the Dao Heart, there are thousands of Great Daos, and all can be Cultivated!"

Wang Lin nodded in agreement. He had just thought of his Second Senior Brother's Spell, which was clearly not something Cultivated by a Righteous Path School, but rather a Divine Ability close to the Demonic Path's devouring. That was why he had spoken truthfully, to avoid being seen through by Heavenly Fate Child if he lied.

"Rest well. Three months from now is this Master's birthday. The entire Tian Yun Star and the vast majority of people with great Divine Abilities from the surrounding areas will come here. At that time, this Master will take the opportunity to announce that I have taken you as a Disciple, and also let the people of Tian Yun Star have some impression of you! There are also some other matters; I presume your Eldest Senior Brother will inform you soon!" As Heavenly Fate Child spoke, he moved, stepping into the void, walking slowly into the distance, and gradually disappearing into nothingness.

Wang Lin respectfully saw Heavenly Fate Child off, then turned and walked into the Purple Forest Pavilion!

On the third floor of the Purple Forest Pavilion, inside the secret room, Wang Lin sat cross-legged and let out a deep breath. He looked around, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

"In this Tian Yun Sect, I have managed to establish a slight foothold. It seems that here, one cannot be too accommodating; arrogant people can actually survive better!"

"Heavenly Fate Child must have been watching all along; he should have seen the Magic Treasures I used clearly. The God-Slaying Chariot is one thing, but the Immortal Sword is the key… However, all of this was within expectations. If I want to truly take root here, the Immortal Sword definitely cannot be hidden from Heavenly Fate Child's gaze. Since I used it directly without any concealment, Heavenly Fate Child should be too embarrassed to ask his Disciple for it. Even if he really asks for it, I will just give it to him; perhaps I can exchange it for some benefits… The Restriction Divine Ability used by that Second Senior Brother is quite good!"

"At the moment, my cultivation has reached the Peak of the Early Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation. Especially within the three entrance trials, in the Human Trial, I asked the Dao in my heart, experienced many cycles of Reincarnation, and realized the Dao Heart."

"In the Heaven Trial, I explored the Heavenly Dao, and my Concept was sublimated. Now, I am not far from the Middle Stage, but to reach the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation, I need a large amount of Immortal Jade. With my current amount of Immortal Jade, it is still not enough."

After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin formed Hand Seals with his hands, cast several Restrictions to protect the entire Purple Forest Pavilion, closed his eyes, and began to meditate and breathe.

In the eastern part of the Purple Sect, where the ground was paved with emerald jade, there was an extremely luxurious pavilion with three large characters carved on it—Purple Star Pavilion!

Zhao Xingsha, with a gloomy expression, flashed in from outside and stepped into the Purple Star Pavilion. As soon as he entered, he clenched his fists and punched fiercely into the void.

"Wang Lin!! I have followed Master and Cultivated the Dao for over two thousand years, and I understand Master's temperament extremely well. He did not directly take you to the Ancestral Pavilion to pay respects, nor did he teach you life-saving Restriction Divine Abilities. There must be a problem here! If I have not guessed wrong, I am afraid this is the true test Master has for you. At the birthday celebration three months from now, if you can suppress the Purple Lineage, then he will truly treat you as a Disciple. However… Wang Lin, I will not give you this opportunity!!"

"I don't care about the Purple Cloud Pavilion, but the title of one of the Tian Yun Seven Sons within the Purple Lineage must be mine!!! The Second Senior Brother suffered a setback this time and will surely harbor hatred; I can make use of that. As for the Third Senior Brother… he is unpredictable, which is a bit troublesome, but I have my own ways to make him obey me."

"The Fourth Senior Sister… her cultivation is profound, but I have my own ways to deal with her. The only exception is the Sixth Senior Brother… The Sixth Senior Brother's cultivation has already reached Soul Transformation, but ever since he had his title of one of the Tian Yun Seven Sons taken by Sun Yun many years ago, he left the Tian Yun Sect to train outside. If he returns this time, that is one thing, but if he does not return, then my only opponent is this Wang Lin!"

"Originally, I did not put this person in my eyes, but looking at him today, his Divine Abilities are not bad, he is not lacking in Magic Treasures, and although his cultivation is at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation, he can threaten those at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation. He is my greatest rival! It is a pity that so many years have passed, and my injuries have still not recovered. Otherwise, a mere Early Stage of Nascent Soul Transformation would not be taken so seriously by me at all!!"

Zhao Xingsha's eyes flashed with a strange light. He looked up toward the direction of the Purple Forest Pavilion, a sinister expression appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"Seventh Junior Brother, let's just let the Fourth Senior Sister have a battle with you first! I won't kill you, but I will let you suffer serious injuries that require several years of closed-door cultivation to recover from. By that time, I will already be one of the Tian Yun Seven Sons, my cultivation will be on the path to recovery, and you will no longer be in my eyes."

In the western part of the Purple Sect, there was an extremely elegant pavilion filled with milky white aura. This place was the Purple Wei Pavilion! Bai Wei sat quietly inside the Purple Wei Pavilion, with a tree branch placed in front of him.

This was a tree branch that had just been broken off, and there were still some tender buds on it about to bloom.

Bai Wei looked at the branch, a thoughtful expression appearing in his eyes.

"This Wang Lin's cultivation is strange! When I met him on the Trading Planet before, I had a vague feeling that he should be stronger than he is now, not like now, where he needs Magic Treasures and Divine Abilities to achieve the same effect. It seems there are many secrets on this Seventh Junior Brother… However, the more secrets there are, the more fascinating it is…" Bai Wei whispered to himself, a hint of infatuation appearing in his eyes.

His right index finger was gently placed on the corner of his mouth…

Night descended upon the earth. The Purple Sect appeared extremely quiet in this moonlight. Tonight, the only topic discussed by all the Disciples of the Purple Sect was Wang Lin.

The name Wang Lin was like a dazzling meteor streaking across the sky, forcing everyone to look up and pay attention. It was just unknown whether this meteor would be fleeting or an eternal existence.

Wang Lin sat cross-legged and breathed, and the night passed without incident.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight fell from the top of the secret room on the third floor of the Purple Forest Pavilion, Wang Lin opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he stood up and walked down from the third floor.

"Immortal Jade…" Wang Lin pondered for a moment, his expression shifted, and he looked up toward the outside of the pavilion.

A moment later, a gentle voice slowly drifted in from outside.

"Seventh Junior Brother, are you free?"

Wang Lin's expression immediately became strange. Within this Purple Sect, he did not fear Zhao Xingsha, nor did he dread the Fourth Senior Sister, but he was particularly eager to avoid this Third Senior Brother, Bai Wei.