Chapter 63

Wang Lin was about to study when a low moan suddenly came from behind him. He made a hand seal with his right hand and shot a beam of golden light at the flying sword. Turning around, he saw Zhang Hu open his eyes. Zhang Hu was stunned when he saw Wang Lin, quickly stood up, looked around, and then suddenly stared straight at the flying sword and scabbard in Wang Lin's hand, his face filled with joy, and said, "He... is dead?"

Wang Lin smiled lightly and nodded, saying, "Yes, Zhang Hu, you didn't acknowledge me just now, I guess you were wary of him, right?"

Zhang Hu quickly touched his chest, closed his eyes for a moment, and said excitedly, "He is indeed dead. Wang Lin, this is not the place to talk. Let me deal with these people first, and then we can catch up."

With that, he raised his right hand, and three fireballs appeared instantly.

The surrounding people, including Liu San, were thoroughly shocked. What they had just seen was a scene they would never have dreamed of in their lives. Now, seeing Zhang Hu's fireballs again, they immediately showed signs of fear.

As for the black-clothed people around them, they watched Zhang Hu cautiously, their eyes also filled with fear.

Wang Lin frowned, about to speak, but Zhang Hu acted first. The three fireballs quickly spread out, not targeting Liu San and the others from the Wuwu Escort Agency, but the surrounding black-clothed people.

Under the absolute power, the fate of these mortals was like ants, with no ability to resist. Even Song Xing, who was lying on the ground, instantly vanished, the heat wave spreading out. Several golden blood droplets strangely did not dissipate with the bodies but floated out and were swallowed by Zhang Hu.

Liu San and the others were scorched by the heat wave, their hair instantly singed, and their skin cracked, but they did not dare to move.

Seeing Zhang Hu summon three more fireballs, Wang Lin said solemnly, "Zhang Hu, stop killing!"

Zhang Hu turned to look at Wang Lin and said, "If we don't kill these people, they might spread rumors. The one you killed was my master, the sixth disciple of Ji Mo Elder. If they investigate, neither of us will escape death."

The middle-aged scholar, one of the few who remained calm, bit his lip and hurriedly said, "Two Immortal Elders, we swear we won't say anything, I..."

Before he could finish, Zhang Hu frowned and said with a cold smile, "Not say anything? When they investigate, they can extract your soul and know everything." Although he was speaking to the middle-aged scholar, his eyes were on Wang Lin.

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand, and the six or seven surviving people's bodies rose uncontrollably, floating in front of Wang Lin.

Zhang Hu retracted the fireballs and stood aside without speaking.

Wang Lin took out a jade slip from his storage bag. This jade slip contained all the techniques from the fourth to the ninth level of the Qi Condensation stage, which he had exchanged with Zhang Kuang at a trading fair when he was in the Hengyue Sect.

He had once flipped through it and vaguely remembered a technique called the Soul Transformation Spell, which could erase someone's memory.

Focusing, he carefully searched and finally found the record of the Soul Transformation Spell. Wang Lin glanced at it, put away the jade slip, and his eyes flashed with blue light. Instantly, everyone's eyes became dazed, and blue light slowly appeared in their eyes. After a long while, the blue light disappeared, and the few people fell to the ground, their expressions blank.

Zhang Hu sighed inwardly, opened his mouth to say something, but ultimately did not speak.

After Wang Lin cast the Soul Transformation Spell, he looked at Zhang Hu, moved his body, and quickly ascended, flying away. Zhang Hu took a deep breath, spat out a golden bead, stepped on it, and followed.

The two long rainbows flew for a long time. Zhang Hu was slightly out of breath and landed on a mountain top. Wang Lin's expression was calm as he lightly landed.

Zhang Hu took a deep breath, found a place to sit, took out two sweet potatoes from his storage bag, and handed one to Wang Lin, smiling, "This is my roasted sweet potato. How does it taste?"

Wang Lin took the sweet potato, and at that moment, he seemed to return to ten years ago, when the two young men first met in the Hengyue Sect's registered disciple room.

"Back then, after I left the Hengyue Sect, I didn't go home but wandered around, looking for another cultivation sect. By chance, I took a spirit grass and unknowingly reached the first level of the Qi Condensation stage. This was thanks to the little book from the weasel. Later, I met Bai Zhan. He is my master. Seeing that I had reached the first level of the Qi Condensation stage, he didn't kill me but took me as a disciple to help him collect human essence. Bai Zhan also planted a poison in my body, controlling my life and death.

I didn't acknowledge you just now because he was around. Fortunately, you killed him. Once he died, the poison also died, and I was finally free." Zhang Hu took a bite of the sweet potato and briefly recounted his experiences over the past ten years.

Wang Lin was quite moved. Although Zhang Hu's account was brief and seemed light, his expression was tinged with melancholy, revealing the hardships of the past ten years.

Zhang Hu's eyes showed envy as he said, "Wang Lin, it's been almost ten years since we last met. You must have reached the Foundation Establishment stage to kill my master, right? His flying sword is very powerful. He once said it could only unleash two-fifths of its power, but even so, no one below the Foundation Establishment stage could withstand it."

Wang Lin shook his head and said, "I haven't reached the Foundation Establishment stage yet. What is the origin of this flying sword? Do you know?"

Zhang Hu looked at Wang Lin in surprise, did not ask more, but thought carefully and said, "He mentioned it once, saying he obtained it by great fortune in a cave. He always treasured it. By the way, the scabbard is also a treasure. My master valued the scabbard even more than the flying sword. He said that except for him, no one below the Core Formation stage could reforge these two items."

Wang Lin found a stone to sit on, pondered for a moment, and said, "Tell me about Ji Mo Elder. We need to be cautious."

Zhang Hu swallowed the sweet potato in his mouth and said, "Ji Mo Elder is a wandering cultivator, said to have reached the Core Formation stage. He is very protective. Once Bai Zhan's death is discovered, he will definitely investigate. You should return to the Hengyue Sect immediately. I don't care; I can hide in the Teng Family City. I doubt Ji Mo Elder would dare to act recklessly in the Teng Family City. As long as I don't go out, I should be safe."

Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said, "The Hengyue Sect is already in name only."

Zhang Hu was stunned and laughed, "I heard about that. Four years ago, the Xuandao Sect took over the Hengyue Sect's mountain gate. But didn't the Hengyue Sect's disciples relocate? How come you weren't among them?"

Wang Lin did not want to discuss this topic and asked, "What is the Teng Family City?"