Chapter 93: An Old Acquaintance

Wang Lin walked out of the cave entrance and coldly looked around. He saw over a hundred people divided into five groups, surrounding a young man in the center. At this moment, a middle-aged man among the encircling crowd stepped out, cupped his fists, and said, "Junior Brother Li Shan, your Xuandao Sect only needs one qualification token. Why do you need so many? Why don't you hand them over, and we naturally won't make things difficult for you."

Among the Disciples of Wufeng Valley, a young man snorted coldly and said in a sinister voice, "Li Shan, hand over the tokens, or you're dead."

The person surrounded by them was precisely Li Shan, whom Wang Lin had encountered at the Hengyue School that day. He had come this time representing the Xuandao Sect, and he was the only Qi Condensation stage Cultivator in his team. Fortunately, Jue Ming Valley only had requirements for the upper limit of cultivation, so even a Qi Condensation stage Cultivator could enter. However, most Schools would never arrange for a Qi Condensation stage Disciple to come to this place.

The reason Li Shan could follow was that, besides making some fake Magic Treasures and pills, he also possessed a superb thieving skill.

With this ability, Piao Nanzi made an exception and allowed him to enter, also giving him a Magic Treasure that could prevent him from being detected. However, if this Magic Treasure was used too many times, it would gradually lose its effect.

Li Shan indeed had some ability. Under the cover of his fellow Disciples, he managed to pilfer many items during battles, acquiring three qualification tokens among them.

Adding the Xuandao Sect's token, they now held four tokens.

The Schools that lost their tokens naturally went insane, attacking others in hopes of getting a token back, which led to the numerous frequent battles before.

However, Li Shan was too greedy. After entering Jue Ming Valley, whenever he saw someone, he couldn't help but use that treasure to conceal his tracks and steal things. After too many uses, the Magic Treasure's effect gradually diminished. Finally, when he was stealing the fifth token, the Magic Treasure completely lost its effect, and he was discovered. Fortunately, the Xuandao Sect rescued him in time, saving his life. But this matter was publicized, and all those who had lost tokens immediately understood the reason. So, one by one, they stopped fighting amongst themselves and all headed towards the Xuandao Sect's gathering point in Jue Ming Valley.

After the Xuandao Sect Disciples were trapped there, Li Shan, seeing that things were going badly, quietly escaped through a pre-dug tunnel. Unexpectedly, as soon as he emerged from the tunnel, he was discovered, so he immediately fled in a panic.

After only a few steps, Li Shan looked back and was so scared he almost collapsed. Behind him, over a hundred people were chasing him on Flying Swords, and every single one of them clearly had Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation.

Thus, the scene just now unfolded.

Li Shan plopped to his knees on the ground, and without a word, very straightforwardly pulled out three tokens from his Storage Pouch and placed them on the ground.

The surroundings immediately fell silent. Three Schools that had lost tokens immediately rushed out several people, intending to pick them up, but how could the other Schools let them succeed? They all moved to stop them.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed as he stared at the three tokens on the ground. His body moved, and he charged forward at an extremely fast speed. Someone immediately rushed out to block him, but before their Magic Treasure could strike, Wang Lin waved his right hand, and the Gravity Spell instantly grabbed the opponent and flung them backward.

Just like that, after a few quick movements, Wang Lin was already close.

Just then, all sides in the conflict noticed Wang Lin. Many who had seen Wang Lin in Jue Ming Valley were immediately shocked, secretly cursing their bad luck, and stopped in their tracks, no longer advancing.

However, there were still some Cultivators who had only heard about Wang Lin but had not seen him. They rushed forward without hesitation. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the small green sword suddenly appeared. After a brief pause, it began to flicker around him. With each flicker, a Cultivator would turn into an ice sculpture, dying instantly on the spot.

Wang Lin sighed inwardly. He had felt some issues with his Flying Sword a few days ago. Ever since his spiritual power mutated, controlling the Flying Sword wasn't as smooth as before. Fortunately, this feeling wasn't too strong, and Wang Lin could ignore it after increasing his control.

Under the extreme realm's spiritual power, no Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator could stop Wang Lin. Even those who held Magic Treasures gifted by their elders found their Magic Treasures turning into ice lumps under the extreme realm's spiritual power.

One must know that for an extreme realm Cultivator, their best Magic Treasure is their spiritual power.

Five steps, Wang Lin took another five steps. With each of these five steps, several people died under his Flying Sword. Gradually, the number of people around decreased, and most quickly retreated to the outer perimeter, watching from afar, not daring to approach.

Easily, Wang Lin stood before Li Shan. Li Shan was so scared he didn't even dare to raise his head. Wang Lin grabbed with his right hand, and three tokens flew up into his grasp. He pondered for a moment, then put all three tokens into his Storage Pouch. Afterwards, he swept his gaze around and said indifferently, "Hand over all the tokens, otherwise, death."

Li Shan lay prostrate on the ground, and hearing the voice, he felt it sounded somewhat familiar. So, he bravely looked up, and his head immediately buzzed. He exclaimed, "You… Wang Lin!!"

Wang Lin glanced at Li Shan, scaring him into a cold shiver and making him immediately quiet down. However, a storm raged in his heart.

He dazedly realized that the gap between himself and Wang Lin was as vast as heaven and earth. In just a few years, the other party actually possessed such cultivation, effortlessly killing Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators one after another. In Li Shan's eyes, Wang Lin's progress was truly astonishing.

Upon hearing Wang Lin's words, everyone couldn't help but recall Wang Lin's casual killing of Foundation Establishment Cultivators just now, as well as the rumors about him in Jue Ming Valley. A chill ran through their hearts. After a long while, a white-clothed youth sighed, looked deeply at Wang Lin, and said, "Fellow Daoist, can you tell me what your cultivation is?"

Wang Lin said indifferently, "Foundation Establishment."