Chapter 12

Xia He's expression changed, and she felt an inexplicable fear in her heart, instinctively sensing that this was a troublesome guy.

"What is this guy's background?" Xu San narrowed his eyes, and the names of one force after another appeared in his mind, but none of their techniques matched the abilities Lin Xian displayed.

"In the past, I discussed the Dao with Zhang Xilin and exchanged insights on techniques. Having gained something, I also owe that big-eared thief a favor."

Lin Xian, who looked like a young boy of only eleven or twelve, was now acting like an old man. Divine light surged from his Life Spring to cover him, and his physical body slowly levitated into mid-air, standing with his hands behind his back, stepping on a divine rainbow.

His oversized clothes danced in the wind in the air, making him look like an immortal. He said leisurely, "Surrender..."

"Surrender your grandmother's leg!" Xia He shouted, kicking out. The ground suddenly cracked, extending more than ten meters, and the stones buried underground flew toward the sky like sharp swords. Then, without any lingering, she decisively turned and ran toward the motorcycle in the distance.

Lin Xian smiled indifferently and waved his hand. In an instant, the white-gold divine light turned into a sharp sword, crisscrossing dozens of meters, directly slashing the motorcycle to pieces. Fire soared into the sky, countless iron filings flew, and scratched Xia He's beautiful face, with drops of blood spilling out.

As one of the Four Maniacs, Xia He dared not move another step. Her long, white legs were trembling, and she turned around slowly with a stiff body.

Waving this fifty-meter-long divine sword, Lin Xian revealed a brilliant smile and teased, "I can let you run forty-nine meters first; you can try."

"No more trying, no more trying."

Xia He swallowed her saliva, looking at the boy in the sky who looked like a god, endless regret surging in her heart. Why did she come here and run into such an old monster?

Her most proud "Bone-Scraping Knife" technique couldn't be used at all.

Because the other person can fly; she couldn't even touch him.

"Senior, spare my life!" Hearing a thud, Lu Liang knelt down without any hesitation, kowtowing loudly and shouting, "I'm not the mastermind, I'm just an accomplice!"

As an extraordinary being from one of the Four Families, Lu Liang had received complete training in an extraordinary family and had a clear understanding of extraordinary beings who could fly by their own Qi without relying on other forces.

In the history of the world of extraordinary beings, how many people could cultivate to this point?!

Levitation, riding a rainbow to fly—in ancient times, this could already be considered a great Earth Immortal. With the body becoming holy, even an Emperor would have to revere such a powerful extraordinary being as a National Teacher.

In the current world of extraordinary beings, there is actually such a terrifying existence.

To run is to die; to kneel down is to have a glimmer of survival.

"Leader, I want to surrender!" Liu Yanyan shivered and raised her hands: "I want to go to jail, I want to go to jail!"

Zhang Chulan saw this scene and his mouth twitched slightly: "Is it that smooth?"

"Hmm?" Lin Xian stepped down step by step as if walking on stairs, divine power ripples oscillating in the void. His gaze turned toward Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan was startled and then revealed an incomparably fawning face, smiling cheaply: "Senior, Ancestor, Grandfather, how should I address you?"

In an instant, the scene was silent. Whether it was the righteous path or the villains, they all cast disdainful looks.

This is Zhang Xilin's descendant?

Lin Xian was silent for a moment, looked at Xu San, and said slowly, "Are the extraordinary beings in the current cultivation world all this kind of stuff?"

"Senior, you are laughing at us." Xu San took out a delicate white handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and then said tactfully, "It is rare in history to be this cheap."

Zhang Chulan smiled awkwardly and shrank his head back, pretending no one saw him.

"It is somewhat similar to that big-eared thief, like a mouse, hiding here and there."

Lin Xian sneered. Although it was full of disdain, everyone could understand the closeness in it.

In this world, elders will scold you, but they will also protect you.

"Grandfather!" Zhang Chulan's heart moved, and then he knelt down with a thud, hugging the thigh of a twelve-year-old boy, howling without any integrity: "Chulan has drifted for half his life, only regretting not meeting a wise master. If you don't abandon me, I am willing to worship you as..."

Lin Xian's eyes were deep, looking at Zhang Chulan meaningfully. No matter which world he was in, he needed an anchor to lock in his identity.

A person with a mysterious identity and a blank background can certainly be carefree, but they will definitely not gain the trust of others.

In the Shrouding Heavens universe, the identity he chose was the Longhu Mountain Heavenly Master, or rather, a cultivator from Earth, to pull closer his relationship with Pang Bo, Ye Fan, and others.

In the unfamiliar Northern Dipper Immortal Cultivation World, fellow cultivators from Earth are more trustworthy.

In this world, the persona he fabricated for himself is related to Zhang Huaiyi and the Eight Miraculous Skills.

The true trust of the successors of the Eight Miraculous Skills is only given to those related to the Eight Miraculous Skills.

Thinking of this, Lin Xian smiled slightly and teased, "Don't, you're not a Calabash Brother; I can't be your grandfather."

Zhang Chulan got up quickly, still unwilling to give up, and asked eagerly, "Then Ancestor?"

"Just call me Senior; your proper Ancestor is on Mount Longhu." Lin Xian grabbed Zhang Chulan and threw him to the kitchen-knife girl in white.

"Sister Bao'er!" Zhang Chulan howled, "Catch me."

Feng Baobao dodged to the side, and a boom sounded. Zhang Chulan's face hit the ground, but relying on his pure extraordinary cultivation, he was not injured at all, just covered in dust.

"The 'Flat Sand Falling Goose' style—this skin is indeed thick enough."

Lin Xian nodded and then waved at Feng Baobao: "Girl of the Feng family, this kid is handed over to you."

"Alright." Feng Baobao made an 'OK' gesture, then picked up the knife and stabbed it directly at Zhang Chulan.

Amidst the howling, she picked out the Gu worms that Liu Yanyan had planted in Zhang Chulan.

Xu San saw this scene, his heart tightened, and he stepped forward to ask tentatively, "Senior, do you know Bao'er?"

"Bao'er? You mean the girl of the Feng family." Lin Xian said with a smile: "I don't know her, I haven't heard of her, but as the grandson of the big-eared thief, you can trust her."

"Trust her?" Zhang Chulan was slightly stunned, his big eyes full of confusion, not understanding what had happened.

"Yes, trust her." Lin Xian nodded and said meaningfully: "Just like trusting Zhang Huaiyi."

Zhang Huaiyi, the original name of Zhang Chulan's grandfather Zhang Xilin, that high-ranking Longhu Mountain practitioner who should have inherited the position of Heavenly Master.

Everyone was shocked, their hearts churning.

Lin Xian coughed lightly, interrupting everyone's thoughts, then looked at Xu San and said slowly, "I don't eat... hmm."

Rustling, the company's extraordinary employees who were ambushing everywhere received instructions and walked out slowly, forming a circle.

Pausing and looking around, Lin Xian felt that he had not broken through to the Palace Realm and could not resist a nuclear bomb for the time being, so he took a deep breath and changed the subject: "We must protect my world of extraordinary beings."

Xu San:???

"I mean, I can also be patriotic." Lin Xian said with a serious expression: "What do you think of me being one of the Ten Elders?"

(End of chapter)