Chapter 1230 - 1227: Advancing in Cultivation
Suddenly left with nothing to do, Tang Yumeng found herself feeling a bit out of place. She called Lin Chuan a few times, but each time she couldn't get through, and a sense of resentment welled up inside her. This bastard, where did he run off to without even picking up the phone?
Sitting alone in the room, her thoughts were running wild. Suddenly, a streak of golden light shot in through the open window, followed by a black shadow darting in immediately after.
Seeing the golden light and the shadow, Tang Yumeng's pretty face broke into a smile. No need to ask, these were her little companions Xiao Ling and Xiao Hei.
Xiao Ling and Xiao Hei rushed in, both diving into Tang Yumeng's bosom.
Tang Yumeng giggled, cradling each of the little ones in her hands, and said, "Xiao Ling, Xiao Hei, why are you back? Where's Lin Chuan?"
Ever since they followed Lin Chuan down from Kunlun Mountain and parted ways with Feng Lingfeng, the two arrived in Jiangbei City. Lin Chuan, under Zhang Wenhui's direction, went to the hell world to cultivate, leaving the two little ones with nothing to do but wander in the woods outside the suburbs for a few days before returning to Tang Yumeng.
Upon hearing Tang Yumeng ask about Lin Chuan, Xiao Ling jumped up from her hand, squeaking twice, his body fluttering persistently in mid-air.
Although Tang Yumeng has spent some days with the two little guys, she still couldn't understand their way of expressing themselves.
"Where did Lin Chuan go exactly?" Tang Yumeng watched for a long time without understanding Xiao Ling's intentions, and couldn't help but ask again.
After gesturing for quite a while, seeing Tang Yumeng still unable to understand, Xiao Ling twisted his body and quickly returned to Tang Yumeng's palm, calling out to Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei leapt from Tang Yumeng's palm, plunging headfirst into mid-air.
Xiao Hei intended to tell Tang Yumeng that Lin Chuan had entered the underground hell world, but Tang Yumeng misunderstood Xiao Hei's meaning, thinking he was telling her that Lin Chuan had met with an accident. Her heart trembled as she exclaimed, "What happened to Lin Chuan? Did he get into trouble?"
Xiao Ling flew up from Tang Yumeng's palm, hovering in front of her, while his little snake head swayed incessantly, trying to convey something to Tang Yumeng but unable to speak.
Xiao Hei, realizing Tang Yumeng's misunderstanding, joined Xiao Ling in flying around in front of her.
Upon noticing the two little ones shaking their heads and tails, Tang Yumeng knew they were trying to reassure her that Lin Chuan was fine, a breath of relief escaped her, as long as Lin Chuan was okay, that was all that mattered.
Since Lin Chuan was alright, and the two little ones couldn't articulate his whereabouts, Tang Yumeng decided not to query further and instead began to play and frolic with them.
With the two little ones as company, Tang Yumeng's mood noticeably improved, though the lack of news about Lin Chuan left her somewhat downhearted.
At that moment, Lin Chuan was in the hell world.
Through a conversation with Hei Kui, Lin Chuan learned many things. Maoshan Tao disregarded the spatial restrictions of the Three Realms, not only invading hell but also turning the Puppet Sect within the hell world into a branch, and released a large number of Yin Spirits into the human world. What exactly were they aiming for? Was their ambition merely to unify the entire Taoist sect?
"Senior," Lin Chuan became more courteous in addressing Hei Kui after learning so much from him: "Is there a way to stop Maoshan Tao?"
Hei Kui said, "Where there are Taoist practices, there is also magic; magic is born from Tao, and only through Tao can magic be restrained, that is the righteous path."
Lin Chuan found Hei Kui's words baffling and asked, "Senior, what do you mean by that?"
Hei Kui said, "Since Maoshan Tao defies the will of Heaven, only by thoroughly eliminating them can all of this naturally disappear."
Lin Chuan's heart trembled; Hei Kui was right, even if Maoshan Tao had a scheme, as long as they were eliminated, any conspiracy would cease to exist.
"Little guy, you seem to be practicing orthodox Taoist mental methods, right?" Hei Kui said.
Lin Chuan nodded and said, "Senior, you're right, I'm indeed practicing the Quan Dao Sect Heavenly Heart Skill and Sealing Heart Skill."
Hei Kui exclaimed in surprise, looking at Lin Chuan, saying, "Quan Dao Sect, no wonder you're so interested in Maoshan Tao's affairs. Little guy, if you can help us old-timers drive Maoshan Tao's people out, you'll receive unimaginable benefits."
Lin Chuan came to the hell world to cultivate precisely to eradicate Maoshan Tao, so he chuckled, saying, "Senior, what are you saying? I came here to cultivate because I want to quickly improve my skills to deal with Maoshan Tao."
Hei Kui was taken aback and said, "Can cultivating here improve your skills? I've never heard of that."
Without keeping it from Hei Kui, Lin Chuan revealed how Zhang Wenhui guided him into the hell world and shared all the experiences he encountered there.
After listening, Hei Kui's surprise deepened until Lin Chuan mentioned possessing the Illusion Yin Flower, to which Hei Kui responded with a look of realization.
Sure, here is the translated text:
The Illusion Yin Flower is the ultimate Yin object between heaven and earth, and Heikui naturally knows this.
"Kid, you actually possess such an extraordinary thing as the Illusion Yin Flower, no wonder Ksitigarbha sent you here." Heikui said, paused for a moment, then continued, "It's fate that you met me here, so I'll teach you a method to quickly absorb Yin Spirit Qi."
Half an hour later, under Heikui's guidance, Lin Chuan successfully learned this method. Then, Heikui awakened the remaining twelve war puppets, preparing to follow Lin Chuan to deal with Maoshan Tao.
After some thought, Lin Chuan decided not to have Heikui and his team follow him. Instead, he would go ahead and deal with them, with Heikui and his team acting as a special force to deliver a fatal blow when Lin Chuan couldn't hold on.
Coming out of the cave, the little fatty was waiting for him there. Seeing him emerge, his face lit up, and he said with a smile, "How about it, did you find the treasure?"
Lin Chuan glanced at the little fatty, feeling a bit reluctant. This little fatty had been quite good to him; it wouldn't be right to just kill him like that.
This thought stirred in his mind, only for another voice to arise promptly, Lin Chuan. Combatting Maoshan Tao must be uncompromising; only through killing can killing be stopped, through violence can violence be countered.
Lin Chuan clenched his teeth, looked at the little fatty, and secretly raised the Inner Qi generated from the Heavenly Heart Skill, then suddenly raised his right hand and struck at the little fatty's head.
The little fatty didn't expect Lin Chuan to suddenly attack and had no time to react. Lin Chuan's palm had already struck his head, and as a cracking sound echoed, the sound of bone breaking came from the little fatty's head, and he collapsed softly to the ground.
Lin Chuan sighed, looking at the still-open eyes of the deceased little fatty, bent down, and with his hand, closed his eyes.
Those able to enter the infernal world from Maoshan Tao are also extraordinarily skilled. Lin Chuan, following Heikui's method, pressed his right hand against the little fatty's back, immediately feeling a stream of Yin Energy from his body.
This stream of Yin Energy, reaching Lin Chuan's palm, did not enter his own body but was absorbed by the Illusion Yin Flower within his palm.
The skill of the little fatty was evidently not high, and in a matter of moments, the stream of Yin Energy was absorbed completely by the Illusion Yin Flower. Lin Chuan withdrew his hand, and at this moment, the dead little fatty's body shriveled into a lump.
The little fatty was not a Yin Spirit; his presence in the infernal world must be due to some special method. After being killed by Lin Chuan, his Yin Spirit should have emerged. However, the Illusion Yin Flower not only absorbed all the Yin Energy from the little fatty's body but also drew in the stream of his Yin Spirit.
Lin Chuan paid no further attention to the little fatty's body, he flew up and swiftly advanced forward.
Within half an hour, Lin Chuan arrived at the branch of Maoshan Tao within the infernal world, halted, observed for a moment, then proceeded to enter.
Upon reaching the door, he encountered two disciples. Lin Chuan still remembered them vaguely, but not their names.
At this moment, Lin Chuan harbored the intent to kill. Without waiting for the two disciples to speak, he swiftly dealt blows with both palms, sending these two disciples straight to the Western Paradise.
Using the same method, absorbing the Yin Energy from the bodies of the two disciples into the Illusion Yin Flower.
Entering through the door, Lin Chuan met three female disciples, whose names he remembered clearly. One of them even looked at him and smiled.
By this time, Lin Chuan could afford no hesitations, he gritted his teeth, flashed a smile at the three female disciples, and suddenly moved rapidly, his hands swiftly attacking the three female disciples.
As before, the three female disciples did not anticipate Lin Chuan's sudden assault, and all were panic-stricken. Two were instantly killed by Lin Chuan, and the last let out a scream, turning to run just two steps before being struck dead by Lin Chuan from behind.
The scream of the female disciple caught the attention of those inside the house. Before Lin Chuan could absorb the Yin Energy from the three female disciples into the Illusion Yin Flower, a fat old man rushed out.
The fat old man was the little fatty's master, called Wei Zhuang. After seeing Lin Chuan kill the three female disciples, he shouted, "You scoundrel, you actually killed them."
Lin Chuan didn't reply, secretly elevating the Inner Qi produced by the Sealing Heart Skill to its peak, raised both palms, and swept fiercely at the fat old man Wei Zhuang.
The fat old man Wei Zhuang shouted with rage, and also launched two palms at Lin Chuan who was rushing over.
Fat old man Wei Zhuang's cultivation was vastly superior to the little fatty's, his palms emitted a force with a thunderous sound and met Lin Chuan's emitted force, all echoed with a loud bang, the force backlash.
Lin Chuan was forced back two steps by the backlash of the force, his body shifted to the left, and his right palm followed with a sweep, sending ten percent of his force back at the fat old man Wei Zhuang.
The fat old man Wei Zhuang hardly expected Lin Chuan's cultivation was actually equal to his own, this boy was indeed pretending to be weak to strike the strong.
Earlier, several elders were vying to have Lin Chuan as their disciple. Wei Zhuang himself had felt Lin Chuan's amazing bones, which possessed more potential than his disciple the little fatty, yet he hadn't realized the boy's cultivation was this high.