Chapter 68

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Miao Jing let out a sigh of relief when he heard Lin Haoming say this, and then he shouted again with malice, "Senior Brother Qiao, did you see that? This guy is indeed related to the monks of Jingang Temple!"

"Shut up!" Qiao Chun was so annoyed by his muttering that he really wanted to kill him on the spot.

Lin Haoming had a talisman treasure in his hand. If he really used it against them, it would cause more casualties, leaving no chance to compete for the top-grade spirit stone. Therefore, no matter what, they had to keep Lin Haoming calm.

Lin Haoming also saw this, so he was not in a hurry and would not be easily manipulated. At this moment, being the focus of everyone's attention, he gradually felt a surge of excitement.

"Junior Brother Lin, why don't you explain yourself?" Qiao Chun asked.

"Because the monk from Jingang Temple who almost killed Wu Senior Brother was actually injured. Miss Hu from Heavenly Sword Mountain, I didn't lie just now, right? Your move not only injured Dharma Yuan but also killed dozens of your fellow disciples, almost killing me too. You're really powerful. I've been thinking about the third time we meet, and I'll send you to the afterlife!" Lin Haoming looked at Hu Xiangzhen with no good expression.

Upon hearing this, Hu Xiangzhen immediately shouted angrily, "Don't talk nonsense here. Weren't the dozen disciples under me all killed by you?"

When Hu Xiangzhen said that Lin Haoming had killed a dozen disciples of Heavenly Sword Mountain, many people gasped in shock.

Lin Haoming, however, smiled and said, "I admit that, but weren't your fellow disciples knocked out by you, giving me the opportunity? Senior Brother Wu, am I right? As for the second time we met, Hu Xiangzhen, are you willing to swear a blood oath that you didn't kill your fellow disciples, and that it was more than twenty of them?"

Upon hearing Lin Haoming's words, the disciples of Heavenly Sword Mountain looked at Hu Xiangzhen with suspicion.

As for Wu Hongfei, he nodded in response to Qiao Chun's gaze, indicating that Lin Haoming's words were true.

Hu Xiangzhen's face turned dark as she said, "Why should I take the risk of swearing a blood oath just because of your words? Who do you think you are?"

Lin Haoming just smiled at her response and ignored her.

Lin Haoming ignored her, but Dharma Yuan couldn't help but shout, "Alright, stop talking, Lin Layman. Is it glorious to be beaten up?"

Dharma Yuan admitted it, and a glint of sharpness flashed in Wu Hongfei's eyes. Clearly, he also wanted to kill the little monk who almost killed him.

"I and Dharma Yuan only temporarily teamed up for some reasons. After all, it's very dangerous to be alone in this place. I believe everyone can understand that, right?" Lin Haoming asked.

"I believe Junior Brother Lin!" Qiao Chun was the first to speak up.

As the leader of the Blood Refinement Sect, since he had spoken, no one else would raise objections.

Although Wu Hongfei was also wary of Lin Haoming being alive, since Qiao Chun had spoken, he couldn't do anything.

Lin Haoming wanted this result. After Qiao Chun agreed, he said, "In the end, mutual slaughter will result in countless deaths. The number of survivors will probably be less than ten. We came here not to die quickly but to seek a way to survive. If we die, even if we dig up a lot of spirit stones, it won't matter. Just like the owner of the storage bag in my bag, his end was the same!"

As he spoke, Lin Haoming threw out the bag containing the storage bags.

The cloth used as a bag was also a magical tool. When Lin Haoming threw it out, it opened immediately, revealing about seventy to eighty storage bags in front of everyone.

Seeing so many storage bags in one person's hands, everyone gasped in shock.

Each storage bag basically represented a life. So many storage bags meant that so many people who entered had already died.

Although everyone knew the risks of coming here, the impact of so many storage bags made them look at the motionless bodies of their companions who had fought the fire crocodiles, and they sighed inwardly.

Lin Haoming then collected the storage bags and walked up to the bodies, reciting the soul-soothing chant.

Soon, white light orbs appeared on the bodies of the dead, including the fire crocodiles. The second-level fire crocodile's orb was notably larger, indicating a stronger soul.

Soon, as these souls entered the cycle of rebirth, they instantly transformed into a large amount of merit, converging towards Lin Haoming.

When the merit bead absorbed enough merit, Lin Haoming noticed that a white light orb appeared in the center of the bead, shining brightly and stabilizing in the middle. Smaller amounts of merit orbited around it.

After all the merit was absorbed, a total of eighteen small amounts of merit orbited around the central orb.

The central orb was a complete large amount of merit. Lin Haoming himself couldn't believe that in such a short time, he had already obtained a large amount of merit.

Faced with so much merit, Lin Haoming didn't rush to unseal the merit bead. He still needed to deal with the current situation.

As all the merit was absorbed, Hu Xiangzhen suddenly sneered, "Daoist Qiao, this person is really a disciple of your Demon Sect. I didn't see it wrong; that guy was giving the dead a soul-soothing chant. Your Blood Refinement Sect is truly a model of the Demon Sect, capable of cultivating such disciples!"

Faced with Hu Xiangzhen's sarcasm, Qiao Chun's eyelids twitched. Looking at Lin Haoming, he was annoyed that he was wasting time giving four people a soul-soothing chant. Didn't he see that the monk didn't do it?

On the other side, Dharma Kong smiled and said, "This Lin Layman truly has a compassionate heart. If the Demon Sect can't accommodate you in the future, the doors of Jingang Temple will always be open to you!"

Lin Haoming, hearing this, glanced at the seemingly honest monk. He knew that Dharma Kong was not a good person. Saying such things at this moment was clearly trying to put him in a difficult position.

In fact, when Lin Haoming decided to give these people a soul-soothing chant, he hesitated but couldn't resist the temptation. After all, so many people had died here, and the merit he could earn was substantial. It was too hard to let go.

Facing their words, Lin Haoming's gaze swept over everyone's faces, and he took a deep breath and said, "As cultivators, none of us know when or where we will die. I gave them a soul-soothing chant to find peace for myself. As for myself, I am very sure that I am a disciple of the Blood Refinement Sect and have never had the intention to betray my sect. And who says that a person from the Demon Sect can't give others a soul-soothing chant? Just like you, Miss Hu, as a disciple of the so-called righteous sect, you also kill your fellow disciples casually!"

"Do you want to die?" Hu Xiangzhen, seeing Lin Haoming repeatedly mock her, really wanted to kill him.

Seeing her anger, Lin Haoming just smiled and said, "If you really want me dead, just do it. I also want to give you a soul-soothing chant!" (My novel "The Defiant of the Demon Sect" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, along with 100% lottery gifts for everyone! Now, open WeChat, click the "+" in the top right corner, search for the public account "dd" and follow it. Hurry up!)

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