Chapter 611: Azure Frost (Climbing to the Peak of Xian Ni, requesting Monthly Votes!!)

The short old man's body trembled, but he still glared and said, "I am a person from the Immortal Realm. How dare you disrespect me, you…"

Before the old man could finish, Wang Lin frowned, gave the man a cold glance, and slowly raised his right hand. A faint glow immediately flickered in his palm. He stopped wasting words with the old man, condensing the Soul Search Technique Divine Ability in his hand and pressing it directly toward the old man's glabella.

The old man screamed. Helplessly, his body was bound by the Immortal Binding Net, making it impossible to dodge. His eyes filled with terror, and he quickly shouted, "I'll talk, I'll talk!"

Wang Lin did not stop. His right hand was about to press down, but his expression suddenly shifted. He withdrew his right hand and looked outside the Pagoda. He saw that in the black mist above the Soul Refining Tribe, a channel suddenly opened up amidst churning clouds, and the sound of a blade whistling through the air approached.

The black curved blade was as fast as lightning. In a flash, it approached the Pagoda. Xu Ligou was integrated with the black blade, clutching a Writing Brush in his hand. He entered the Pagoda in an instant, a fawning expression on his face as he repeatedly said, "Master, this Magic Treasure, Little Xu Zi chased it back for you. I'm exhausted! Master, you don't know how fast this thing ran."

"Not bad!" Wang Lin nodded, grasping in the Void Realm with his right hand. The Writing Brush was pulled into his grasp. Immediately, he felt a dense flow of Immortal Power circulating on it, and furthermore, a sense of coercion was contained within.

Hearing Wang Lin's praise, Xu Ligou beamed with joy. Ever since his failed betrayal, he had been looking for a chance to perform a meritorious deed, and this time he finally seized an opportunity.

Wang Lin ignored Xu Ligou and the black blade. Holding the Writing Brush, he slowly closed his eyes, and the Immortal Power within his body circulated, gradually entering the Writing Brush.

At this moment, a trace of golden light suddenly emanated from the tip of the brush. This golden light grew brighter and brighter as Wang Lin's Immortal Power flowed in, eventually illuminating almost the entire interior of the Pagoda. Looking from afar, the Pagoda shimmered with golden light, even piercing through the structure like ten thousand rays of golden radiance.

At this moment, all the tribesmen of the Soul Refining Tribe showed devotion on their faces, kneeling on the ground and constantly kowtowing toward the Pagoda.

The old man bound by the Immortal Binding Net watched the dazzling light emitted by the Writing Brush in Wang Lin's hand, and his pupils couldn't help but contract. A sour feeling arose in his heart. When he first held this Writing Brush years ago, it also had golden light, but compared to the present, it was merely a firefly next to the sun.

"Hmph, so what if the golden light is brighter? I refuse to believe he can comprehend how to use this Immortal Pen without my guidance. You must know that back then, if I hadn't had that Jade Slip, I would never have known the Divine Ability of this Immortal Pen… Of course, my Aptitude also plays a large role in this." The short old man muttered inwardly, a trace of smugness appearing in his eyes.

But immediately, the smugness in his eyes turned into dull shock, a shock that contained a hint of disbelief.

Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and with a wave of the Immortal Pen in his hand, a one-stroke rune was drawn.

"…This… this is impossible… Hmm, it must be that this person's Aptitude is only slightly inferior to mine, so after watching me use it once, he immediately learned this rune. Yes, that must be it!" Just as the short old man thought this, the next scene made him cry out in alarm.

At that instant, golden light also faintly flickered in Wang Lin's eyes. He drew the Immortal Pen again, adding another stroke to the previous rune, forming a two-stroke rune!

Following this, Wang Lin's right hand did not stop, drawing yet another stroke. In an instant, a three-stroke rune, radiating a light like the sun, descended in the Void Realm before him!

The moment the rune formed, the Immortal Power inside Wang Lin's body immediately began to circulate automatically, flowing through his fingers and merging into the rune!

Seeing this three-stroke rune, Xu Ligou and the short old man instantly felt a sense of perfection, as if it contained the brand of the Heavenly Dao.

Bursts of golden light, like ten thousand rays of brilliance, immediately shone from the rune, penetrating the Pagoda and replacing the golden light from the pen tip. It enveloped the heavens and earth. The black mist in the sky, formed by the Revered Soul Banner, immediately dissipated like melting snow, retreating in a circle and revealing the clear sky and white clouds!

At this moment, Wang Lin's eyes glittered with golden light. He calmly looked at the three-stroke rune, and the Immortal Pen in his hand stopped moving, hovering in mid-air instead.

His white robes fluttered without wind, and his long hair flowed freely. A sense of a true Immortal immediately spread from his body.

Holding the Immortal Pen, he looked as if he were an Immortal sketching. Especially the golden light in his eyes, which seemed to contain the Heavenly Dao, imbued with majesty!

Xu Ligou was dumbfounded. The golden light emanating from Wang Lin made his eyes sting. Especially that golden light, which made him feel as if he were facing an irresistible existence, capable of making him vanish instantly with just a single thought from Wang Lin.

Although he had felt this kind of sensation before, it was never this profound. Yet, in this instant, the feeling was branded deeply into his heart.

As for the short old man, he stared blankly at Wang Lin, the shock in his eyes overwhelming. He cried out, "Immortal… Immortal Emperor!"

Wang Lin took a deep breath. He pointed the Immortal Pen forward, and the rune immediately dispersed, turning into specks of golden light that passed through the Pagoda and merged with the heavens and earth.

"Now, tell me your identity!" The golden light in Wang Lin's eyes gradually faded, but his gaze, like lightning, pierced directly through the short old man's eyes, deeply fixing itself in the old man's heart.

The Heavenly Devil Sound was unleashed by Wang Lin at this moment. His voice seemed to possess infinite demonic power, entering the old man's ears and wrapping around his Primordial Spirit like tangled silk.

The reason Wang Lin did not use the Soul Search Technique was that although the old man only possessed the superficial framework of the Soul Transformation Middle Stage, his Primordial Spirit contained a type of Immortal Power fused within it that was completely different from that of an Immortal Guard. Given Wang Lin's caution, he was unwilling to try the Soul Search Technique without absolute certainty, unless it was a last resort.

"I am a Cultivator from the Feather Refining Sect, named Huang Yu. I entered this Demon Spirit Land because I was being hunted by enemies. Later, I didn't dare to leave, so I chose to stay here. It's good here; as long as I am careful, there is no danger." The short old man's eyes looked vacant as he muttered.

Wang Lin's gaze flashed, and he asked, "Where did you obtain the Immortal Seed and those Immortal Family Magic Treasures in this Demon Spirit Land?"

"After arriving here years ago, I accidentally entered an abandoned Immortal Cave and obtained them there," the old man replied.

"Besides the Immortal Seed and the Immortal Pen, what else did you obtain?" A trace of fervor appeared in Wang Lin's eyes.

"I obtained two Storage Pouches in total. One had no Divine Sense imprint and contained items like the Immortal Binding Net, and also a Jade Slip… The other Storage Pouch had a Divine Sense imprint, which I couldn't open. However, that Storage Pouch was stolen," the old man muttered.

Wang Lin's gaze was solemn as he asked, "Who stole that Storage Pouch?"

"It was a pair of Dao Companions. Fortunately, I kept the two Storage Pouches separately, and I had imprinted my own Divine Sense on the one I could open. Otherwise, both would have been stolen." The vacant look in the old man's eyes deepened, but when he mentioned the Dao Companions, his tone revealed hatred, clearly indicating that this incident was a huge blow to him.

It makes sense. Anyone who has just obtained a treasure only to have it immediately stolen would experience that feeling of plunging from heaven, leaving a deep and unforgettable memory.

After carefully inquiring about the appearance of the Dao Companions, Wang Lin asked again, "What was recorded on that Jade Slip?"

"It recorded several ways to use Immortal Treasures and Immortal Arts. Additionally, there was a method for creating something called an Immortal Guard Puppet. However, this Jade Slip has a Restriction on it, so I cannot see the entire content," the old man recounted truthfully.

At this moment, pinned down by Wang Lin's Immortal Might and bound in spirit by the Heavenly Devil Sound, he had absolutely no way to lie. Everything he said was the complete truth!

"Where is this Jade Slip!" Wang Lin's eyes flickered.

"It's inside my Storage Pouch…" the old man said.

"How long can the Immortal Binding Net bind someone?"

"Three days."

Wang Lin flicked his large sleeve, and a stream of Immortal Qi drilled directly into the old man's body, completely sealing his Primordial Spirit. Afterward, Wang Lin closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. As for the old man, he was already unconscious, but the Three Talents Sword Array surrounding his body remained activated, just in case.

Three days passed in a flash. At midnight on the third day, the Immortal Binding Net on the old man immediately emitted an azure light, detached from his body, and fell to the side, transforming into a palm-sized azure net.

Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes. With a grab of his right hand, the Storage Pouch on the old man was immediately pulled into his grasp. After sweeping it with his Divine Sense, Wang Lin frowned slightly. He extended his right hand again, grabbing into the Void Realm. The old man's body was seized by him, and with a shake, over ten Storage Pouches actually fell from various places on the old man's body.

Wang Lin casually tossed the old man aside, and the Three Talents Sword Array immediately flew over, firmly locking onto the unconscious man.

Wang Lin swept his Divine Sense through these Storage Pouches one by one. Finally, his gaze landed on a Storage Pouch that looked completely unremarkable. After picking it up, he wiped away the old man's Divine Sense imprint and directly probed inside.

There was nothing else inside this Storage Pouch; it was entirely filled with Jade Slips, all kinds of Jade Slips!

As his Divine Sense swept across the Jade Slips, Wang Lin's eyes suddenly narrowed. With a slight thought, a Jade Slip emitting an azure light appeared in his right hand.

The material of this Jade Slip was neither Spirit Stone nor Immortal Jade, but something Wang Lin had never seen before. It was neither wood nor stone. Holding it in his hand, a warmth immediately enveloped his entire body.

Wang Lin merged his Divine Sense into the Jade Slip. In that instant, his expression changed immediately, and a sharp light burst from his eyes. Gradually, this sharp light faded, and his entire focus was now shaken by the contents recorded within the Jade Slip.

This Jade Slip recorded the methods for using three Immortal Treasures, as well as a complete set of true Immortal Arts!!!

"Azure Frost, you have just become an Immortal Lord of the Rain Immortal Realm. This is a gift from your father. These three Immortal Treasures were personally forged for you by your father. As for that Immortal Art, although its rank is not high, it is quite interesting, and I believe you will like it…"

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My daughter was discharged from the hospital today. For the next few days, she only needs to receive daily IV drips and she will be fine. Thank you all for your concern.

Please forgive me today. My daughter's spirits have just improved, and I want to spend more time with her and go home together for the holiday. However, tomorrow, there will be three updates!!

Regarding Monthly Votes, Er Gen thanks everyone. We are currently ranked 11th overall. Even if this achievement only lasts for a day, it is the Peak of Xian Ni in the past 10 months!

Er Gen wants to know how many days this ranking can be maintained—whether there will be a massive drop, or if a miraculous continued climb can occur. Everything depends on all of you.

Er Gen shouts out again here: Brothers, the top ten has never been this close! Please cast your Monthly Votes for me! Please give me your Monthly Votes during this crucial moment that determines whether Xian Ni can become a God!!!!

I want Monthly Votes!!!! Er Gen is making a bold promise here: If Xian Ni can enter the top ten, I will risk everything to provide more updates and satisfy everyone!!! Er Gen swears!

In May, Xian Ni will usher in a major climax. This arc in the Demon Spirit Land, where many old monsters gather, and the question of Tian Yunzi's suspicion and whether Wang Lin will betray the Tian Yun Sect, will unfold into a perfect picture in May!!

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