Chapter 61

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Lin Xi's mind stirred, and he immediately stopped at a low hill.

He made no attempt to hide, standing there openly, clearly waiting for the other party to come up.

"Hahaha, you're quite an interesting kid. You actually know you can't escape, so you don't even try."

A loud laugh echoed through the sky, piercing the air.

In the blink of an eye, a figure appeared, black robes billowing like a large bird descending from the sky. At a distance of about thirty zhang from the ground, the figure folded its "wings" and landed with a thunderous crash, like a meteor, right in front of Lin Xi.

This person was tall, wearing a wide black robe with golden edges, and a hood that obscured his face.

Just by standing there, Lin Xi felt a cold and sinister aura rolling out, spreading in all directions like a tide, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"It's you!"

Lin Xi recognized this person. He was the fourth black-robed man to appear, the one who had pursued and killed the Dragon Force stage martial artist who had tried to escape. In the swamp, Lin Xi had felt his gaze sweep over him with ill intent multiple times. He never thought that this person would actually target him.

"Heh, you're just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid, still wet behind the ears, yet you know me, the Ghost Robe Night Fork. You must have some knowledge."

The black-robed man, more accurately the Ghost Robe Night Fork, ripped off his hood, revealing a fierce and grotesque face, with a lot of scars and a rugged appearance.

He clearly misunderstood Lin Xi's meaning, thinking that Lin Xi had recognized his true identity.

Lin Xi sneered inwardly. He now understood why this person had singled him out among so many people. It was because he looked young and inexperienced, and the man assumed his martial arts skills were not high, so he wanted to take advantage of him.

However, Lin Xi said nothing. He just watched quietly, curious to see what tricks the Ghost Robe Night Fork would pull.

"Since you've heard of the reputation of our Ghost King Island, things will be easier."

The Ghost Robe Night Fork laughed sinisterly:

"You're just a small-time martial artist at the tenth level of the Martial Path. I won't bully you. Here's the deal: I don't want your 'Immortal Path Great World.' Just give me the Immortal Path token, and then cut off one of your arms. I'll let you go. How about that? Isn't that generous enough?"

Lin Xi laughed upon hearing this:

"Are you stupid, or do you think I'm stupid? Cut off one of my arms? So you can kill me more easily? Let me tell you, I won't hand over the Immortal Path token today. Instead, I'm going to take the one you have!"

"What!!"

A flash of red appeared on the Ghost Robe Night Fork's face, and he burst into a rage, his eyes wide open, seemingly unable to believe that a nobody like Lin Xi would dare to speak to him this way:

"You must have the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard to speak to me like this. You, a country bumpkin who has never seen the world, do you think a small sect can stand up to a Qi Cultivation expert? If I send a message today, tomorrow, the people of our Ghost King Island will attack your sect. Killing you is like slaughtering chickens, and destroying your sect is as easy as crushing ants."

Lin Xi was startled. He now understood a bit more. This Ghost King Island was actually a force established by a Qi Cultivation practitioner.

He had read "Immortal Path Great World" and knew that, besides the major Immortal Path sects like Taiyuan Palace and Shenxiao Sect, there were many independent cultivators outside the secular world.

These independent cultivators did not establish sects in the secular world but instead set up their own islands or strongholds, forming their own forces and taking on disciples. Although their scale was not as large as the Immortal Path sects, their strength was considerable.

Each of these independent cultivators had at least the tenth level of Qi Cultivation, and some were even higher.

Clearly, Ghost King Island was such a force.

"If that's the case, then it's troublesome."

Lin Xi frowned inwardly.

Ghost King Island was obviously not a righteous force. People like this often sought revenge for the slightest provocation. If he killed one of their people, they would likely pursue him relentlessly, not stopping until he was dead.

Moreover, a tenth-level Qi Cultivation expert killing a tenth-level Martial Path martial artist was as easy as stepping on an ant!

The Ghost Robe Night Fork, accustomed to a life of luxury and the respect of others, was thoroughly enraged by Lin Xi's words. His fierce face showed a deep sense of hostility:

"You ungrateful thing. I was going to let you off with just cutting off one arm. But now I've changed my mind. If you don't want your sect to be destroyed, you should commit suicide in front of me to atone for your sins. Otherwise, not only will you die, but your entire sect will be wiped out, leaving no one alive."

The Ghost Robe Night Fork's face showed deep confidence.

Although Ghost King Island was a force of independent cultivators, its reputation was extremely fierce. Ghost King, the founder, was known for his cruelty and ruthlessness, having destroyed countless sects and killed countless people.

No one dared to speak up when their sect was attacked!

A Qi Cultivation expert was like a god, a king, and killing a few tenth-level Martial Path martial artists was a trivial matter.

"Fine! If you want me to commit suicide, I'll do it!"

Lin Xi bowed his head, making a gesture of submission. His eyes, however, flashed with a deep sense of calculation.

The Ghost Robe Night Fork's tension eased, thinking that Lin Xi had finally realized the power of Ghost King Island and was now afraid.

However, just as Lin Xi bowed his head, a flash of light appeared behind him, and a shocking sword cry echoed.

Swish!

A green light flashed, circled the air, and shot back. With a thud, a bloody arm immediately fell to the ground.

"Ah!—"

A deafening scream echoed, and the Ghost Robe Night Fork took a moment to react. Seeing his bloody arm, his face showed deep shock and anger. He never expected Lin Xi to be so bold as to attack him.

"My arm!... You damned thing, you actually cut off my arm! You're dead, you've thoroughly provoked our Ghost King Island. I'll kill your entire family and destroy your sect. Not a single person will be left alive!"

The Ghost Robe Night Fork let out a deafening roar, his face contorted with rage.

"Unfortunately!"

Lin Xi sighed inwardly and straightened up. This sword strike was supposed to cut the Ghost Robe Night Fork in half, but he instinctively took a half-step back, and Lin Xi's strike only severed his arm.

"You're too naive. Do you think I would let you run and inform Ghost King Island to attack my sect?"

Lin Xi took a step forward, his face cold and ruthless, showing a maturity and ferocity that belied his age.

Ghost King was a Qi Cultivation expert, and his power was deep. Lin Xi couldn't let him go and report back. He understood the saying, "If you don't cut the roots, the grass will grow back."

Boom!

Without hesitation, Lin Xi's words about "killing to silence" shook the Ghost Robe Night Fork, and in the moment of panic, Lin Xi struck with a thunderous blow.

A series of crackling sounds echoed as Lin Xi used the "Three Consecutive Strikes" technique, instantly boosting his strength to a terrifying level, surpassing the Ghost Robe Night Fork in power.

His body leaped up, and his arm, like a large axe, struck down with the force of a thousand pounds, aiming for the Ghost Robe Night Fork's head.

Boom!

In a hurry, the Ghost Robe Night Fork only managed to block with his palm. The moment their hands met, he felt a mountain of force crashing down.

At that moment, his eyes showed deep fear, realizing that Lin Xi truly had the strength to kill and silence him. He had underestimated Lin Xi, thinking him weak and easy to bully, but now he knew he had met his match.

Lin Xi might look young, but his strength was not to be underestimated. He was even stronger than the Ghost Robe Night Fork.

Bang!

The Ghost Robe Night Fork's body trembled violently, and he only held on for a moment before letting out a惨叫, blood gushing out, and flying away like a broken kite, severely injured.

His right arm had already been severed by Lin Xi, and the force of the blow caused blood to spurt out like a fountain.

Lin Xi, when he acted, did so with all his might, securing his victory in one move.

After half a month of intense training on Wulei Mountain, along with two bottles of Thunder Roar Pills, over thirty bottles of Crimson Flame Pills, and some top-tier beast pills from the Liyang Sect, Lin Xi's strength had reached 230,000 pounds, not far from the strength of the Chilian Sect.

If he had practiced for a longer time, his strength would have been even greater. However, with the "Three Consecutive Strikes" technique, he was already a formidable opponent for anyone below the tenth level of the Martial Path.

"Bang!"

A black figure flew diagonally, desperately trying to escape. The Ghost Robe Night Fork felt a deep sense of danger and was willing to take a severe injury to escape from Lin Xi.

"Hmph! If I let you escape, I wouldn't be a true martial artist!"

Lin Xi saw the Ghost Robe Night Fork trying to escape and leaped high, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

Boom!

The ground shook, and the earth beneath Lin Xi's feet sank deeply. In the next moment, Lin Xi shot up like a cannonball, moving even faster and jumping even higher.

The Ghost Robe Night Fork hadn't flown far and hadn't reached his highest point when Lin Xi caught up, landing a heavy kick on his back. With a crack, the Ghost Robe Night Fork's bones broke, and he fell heavily to the ground like a wooden stake.

"Ghost Robe Night Fork, you shouldn't have provoked me. Now, die!"

Lin Xi walked up, his body radiating a strong killing intent, looking at the Ghost Robe Night Fork as if he were already dead.

"Wait! You can't kill me. I'm the son of Ghost King. If you kill me, he will definitely seek revenge and destroy your entire family!"

The Ghost Robe Night Fork's face was filled with deep despair as he tried to make a final plea.

"Hmph! Do you even know my name? Do you know which sect I belong to?"

Lin Xi sneered.

"You!—"

The Ghost Robe Night Fork's lips moved, but he suddenly froze.

People from Ghost King Island would never take a common secular sect seriously. In his eyes, Lin Xi was already a dead man from the start.

Only now did the Ghost Robe Night Fork realize that he didn't even know Lin Xi's sect or his name.

"You...—"

The Ghost Robe Night Fork's face turned ashen, and his lips moved, trying to say something. But a green light flashed, and his head was severed.

At the peak of the Martial Path, a broken heart wouldn't immediately cause death, but a severed head meant certain death.

Lin Xi had long understood this.

Walking up, Lin Xi searched the Ghost Robe Night Fork's body, finding a black-covered book, a pill box, and a token.

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