Chapter 63: Instructions for Lin Xian'er

Hearing Ye Qingxue's words, both Lin Xian'er and Su Su revealed expressions of shock.

Immediately after, a wave of realization followed.

They finally reacted.

No wonder Ye Qingxue had suddenly caused trouble for Yang Yun, and even attacked and killed Yang Yun without regard for the consequences.

It turned out that from beginning to end, her goal was only one: to stir up conflict between Xuanqing Palace and Zhengyang Sect, and destroy the Three Sects Alliance.

"You actually betrayed your fellow disciples; are you not afraid of being sanctioned by the sect rules?" Lin Xian'er stared at Ye Qingxue with a stern voice and expression.

"Of course I am afraid."

"That is why I must finish you off before leaving the Secret Realm."

A voice came over.

The person speaking was not Ye Qingxue, but Wang Jianqiang.

After speaking, he gave a wink to the chick and Bai Xiruo.

The person and the bird understood, and immediately charged up.

Lin Xian'er and Su Su had already expended a great deal, and on top of that, they had been heavily wounded by Ye Qingxue's sneak attack.

In just a short moment, the two of them fell heavily to the ground, losing the power to resist.

Wang Jianqiang slowly landed in front of the two, his gaze turning to Lin Xian'er, "Now I will give you two paths."

"Be planted with a Soul Imprint by me and become my Soul Slave, or... be like her."

As soon as the words fell, Su Su was decapitated by a sword, her sturdy body crashing to the ground.

Her head rolled onto the ground, dazed and filled with confusion.

If she were given a chance to live again, she would definitely shout and question him.

You damn bastard, didn't you say there were two paths to choose from???

I haven't even chosen yet!

Why didn't you let me choose?

Wang Jianqiang stood with his sword sheathed, turning his head to look at the somewhat stunned Mu Lingxi, Wang Yu Yao, Ye Qingxue, and the little bird.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"Ahem, I just simply didn't like the look of her; it's not because she wasn't pretty enough that I killed her."

"As for Lin Xian'er, I am keeping her for a great purpose."

The three women and one bird had strange expressions.

Seeing that their misunderstanding of him seemed to have deepened, Wang Jianqiang shook his head helplessly.

Everything he said was truly the truth.

Forget it.

A gentleman acts with an open heart; why would he need others to understand?

He looked at Lin Xian'er, his gaze turning cold, "Well, have you made your choice?"

Lin Xian'er's expression was full of struggle, and she remained silent.

"It seems you want to choose the path of death; you are worthy of being the Outer Sect First of Xuanqing Palace, you have backbone."

Wang Jianqiang gave a thumbs up and thrust his sword down.

The color drained from Lin Xian'er's face instantly, and she hurriedly shouted.

"Wait!"

"I agree to be your Soul Slave."

The sword in Wang Jianqiang's hand paused, stopping right in front of her chest.

"Tsk tsk, I thought you were so arrogant; it turns out you are just as afraid of death as an ordinary person." A playful smile appeared on Wang Jianqiang's face.

Lin Xian'er was so ashamed and angry she wanted to die, her pretty face flushed red.

"Alright, release your Soul resistance," Wang Jianqiang said indifferently, and a wisp of Spirit Sense drilled into the center of her brows.

With her Foundation Establishment Mid-stage cultivation, if she had been on guard, his Spirit Sense would absolutely not have been able to enter her Soul Sea.

Nor would it have been able to plant an imprint on her Soul.

But she had completely abandoned her Soul defenses at this moment, so Wang Jianqiang's Spirit Sense entered her Soul Sea very easily and left a Soul Seal on her Soul.

After planting the Soul Imprint on Lin Xian'er, he collected the many Storage Bags scattered on the ground one by one.

These Storage Bags were all left behind by the dead disciples of the four sects.

They contained all the harvests they had gained in the Secret Realm; one or two might not count for much.

But when accumulated to over a hundred Storage Bags, the harvest was somewhat astonishing.

After returning to the five women, Wang Jianqiang thought for a moment.

He handed five Storage Bags to each of the three women.

Wang Yu Yao and Ye Qingxue both accepted them with faces full of joy.

Mu Lingxi, however, shook her head and did not accept them.

She said she hadn't contributed in this battle, and would not accept rewards without merit.

Wang Jianqiang did not continue to be modest; he nodded and nimbly tucked those five Storage Bags away again.

He then looked at the three of them, "You all leave first; I have a private matter to discuss with Lin Xian'er."

Mu Lingxi looked at the exit; the Space Power permeating the exit had already become somewhat unstable.

"Time is running out; the exit can last for at most about twenty minutes more, after which it will collapse."

"You need to hurry."

Wang Jianqiang nodded, "I know."

Hearing this, the three women did not delay any further; they flew into the exit and vanished within the Secret Realm.

Wang Jianqiang withdrew his gaze and looked Lin Xian'er up and down.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you directly?"

Lin Xian'er looked at Wang Jianqiang coldly and remained silent.

"Have you ever heard the name Luo Yunshang?" Wang Jianqiang was silent for a moment, then stared into her eyes and asked.

Lin Xian'er's expression shifted, "How could you know that name?"

Seeing this reaction, she must know!

Wang Jianqiang's expression brightened, "You know her?"

Lin Xian'er shook her head, "I have only heard the name Luo Yunshang mentioned by a senior in the sect."

"Do you know how she is now?" Wang Jianqiang was overjoyed and hurriedly pressed for an answer.

Lin Xian'er thought for a moment, "I only know that she was once an Immortal Dao prodigy rarely seen in a thousand years at Xuanqing Palace; her talent was so high that it even alarmed the Nascent Soul Ancestor."

"However, she seemed to have suddenly gone missing afterward."

"How did she go missing?" Wang Jianqiang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly pressed for an answer.

He had previously asked Ye Qingxue about this matter, but Ye Qingxue had never heard of it.

Now that he had finally found a clue, he could not help but feel a bit pleasantly surprised.

Luo Yunshang, a name of extreme importance in his life.

When he first transmigrated here, he was just an orphan, only six years old.

At such a young age, even with the mind of an adult, it was extremely difficult to survive in this cruel and unfamiliar world.

Later, he met Luo Yunshang.

Luo Yunshang was only three years older than him; although she was just a malnourished, thin little girl, her strength was extraordinary, and she could do many dirty and tiring jobs.

Moreover, her constitution was astonishingly good; she never got sick.

The two supported each other and lived together for seven years.

If not for Luo Yunshang's care, he did not know how many times he would have already died of illness or starvation.

Later, they met an old woman, an immortal who claimed to be from Xuanqing Palace.

Upon seeing Luo Yunshang, the old woman treated her like a treasure and forcibly took her away.

Only then did Wang Jianqiang learn that there were immortal cultivators in this world.

Only then did he develop the heart to cultivate the Dao.

He had once tried to join Xuanqing Palace, but unfortunately, his aptitude was too poor, and he was turned away.

Afterward, by coincidence, he saved an old man, and to repay the favor, the old man gave him a Spirit Token.

It was said that his ancestors once had a connection with the Hehuan Sect, and this token was bestowed by an expert from the Hehuan Sect.

Holding this token, as long as one possessed a Spirit Root, regardless of the quality of the Spirit Root, one could join the Hehuan Sect.

It was just a pity that the old man's family had passed it down for over a dozen generations, and not one person possessed a Spirit Root.

This was how it became Wang Jianqiang's gain.

It was precisely because of this Spirit Token that Wang Jianqiang successfully joined the Hehuan Sect.

After joining the Hehuan Sect, the reason he practiced so diligently—

aside from the obsession with longevity in the bones of the Huaxia people, searching for Luo Yunshang also occupied a large part of the reason.

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's questioning.

Lin Xian'er shook her head, "I don't know; those in the sect who know this name seem to be very wary of it."

A flash of disappointment crossed Wang Jianqiang's face, then he returned to his cold demeanor.

He looked at Lin Xian'er indifferently, "I want you to try every possible means to investigate this matter after you return to Xuanqing Palace."

Lin Xian'er was now under someone else's roof; facing Wang Jianqiang's order, how could she dare to have the slightest objection? She could only nod.

Wang Jianqiang sneered.

"Do not think about feigning compliance; that will do you no good."

After speaking, his smile gradually changed in nature.

"There are still about ten minutes before the exit closes; there is still plenty of time..."

"Heh heh heh~~~"