Chapter 130: Those Who Harm Others, It Is Xiang Long of the Xiang Family!

Inside the room.

A look of astonishment appeared on the face of the Demon Saint Ye You.

"You want to travel across Jiuzhou?"

He looked at Lin Chao, not expecting to hear such words.

"Yes." Lin Chao nodded, his attitude sincere, "To read ten thousand books, one must travel ten thousand miles.

I wish to travel across Jiuzhou to verify my original heart."

"I originally thought you would mention traveling the world when you reached the age of one hundred.

I didn't expect you to bring it up so soon," the Xiang Family ancestor sighed.

Beside him, Ye You asked, "Have you planned your itinerary?"

"Yes." Lin Chao nodded.

The route for his travels had already been planned.

"Everything I could teach you, I have already taught you.

How much you can comprehend is your own affair.

I truly have nothing left to teach you.

If you remain at Dragon King Ridge, your progress will indeed be slow," the Demon Saint Ye You sighed.

Lin Chao's talent was very strong.

The several Demon Saints had all fused their life's learning into a single orb of light.

Even without them present, if Lin Chao wished to study, he could simply access the orb of light at any time.

Beside them, Xiang Qi frowned: "Xiang Long is still young; isn't it too early to travel the world now?"

At sixteen, among mortals, one is already considered an adult and can marry and have children.

But for those practicing Immortal Cultivation, sixteen is only the starting point.

Lin Chao smiled; one must eventually walk through the human world.

Xiang Qi fell silent and said nothing more.

Beside them, a look of reluctance flashed in Ye You's eyes: "Since your mind is made up, I will not keep you.

Take this Jade Slip; if you encounter danger, crush it.

This Jade Slip will protect your safety and teleport you a thousand miles away.

At the same time, we will sense you and rush over immediately."

"Many thanks, Master." Lin Chao was truly grateful in his heart toward these masters.

"This is a magical treasure I refined in the past, named Changshen.

Wear it on your person, and it can protect your safety when you suffer attacks on your Divine Soul."

"This pill is called the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Pill; if you take one when severely injured, it can ensure you are worry-free."

"This is..."

The several masters all brought out various treasures, without the slightest stinginess.

Lin Chao was moved in his heart.

"What the elders bestow, I dare not refuse."

He tucked all these treasures into his pouch.

Ye You looked at Lin Chao and spoke again: "When you encounter danger, do not be reckless; preserve your useful life and deal with things later."

"Yes."

Beside them, Xiang Qi looked at Lin Chao, and she cut a strand of her dark hair from her head.

"Tie this on your hand."

"... Very well." Lin Chao did not hesitate and tied Xiang Qi's hair around his wrist.

Xiang Qi looked at Lin Chao and said nothing more.

The night grew deep, and Lin Chao spent the whole night talking with his parents of this world.

When it grew late, Xiang Li and his mother finally left.

Only then did Lin Chao enjoy a moment of leisure.

At the same time.

Lin Chao put on his coat, took a pot of wine and two wine cups, and went out into the courtyard.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he arrived beside the Wusheng Well.

The Wusheng Well remained incomparably deep, as if the bottom could not be seen.

Ever since Lin Chao emerged from the Wusheng Well, the well had undergone a slight change.

Anything that entered the Wusheng Well could no longer be brought back by the Xiang Family through teleportation.

It seemed that within the Wusheng Well, there was no longer any so-called Spiritual Qi.

Lin Chao guessed that the Wusheng Well had undergone such a change because the butterfly bird had fallen into a deep slumber, which led to this outcome.

Therefore, the current Lin Chao could also no longer enter the Wusheng Well.

Looking at the deep, dark Wusheng Well, Lin Chao let out a sigh: "Butterfly bird, I am leaving."

Lin Chao took a sip of wine.

Parting is always sorrowful and full of melancholy.

When he was Qi Lin, parting with the Old Blind Man also made him feel completely lost.

He had experienced such partings too many times, yet he still could not fully let go.

"You said at the time, whether I could turn into the appearance of the big guy, for you to take a look.

I am working hard, but it might take a little time."

Following Lin Chao's words, his Chong Tong eyes flickered with a wisp of Gold light.

This wisp of Gold light was much purer than before.

Lin Chao took a sip himself and threw the other cup of wine into the Wusheng Well.

Once the pot of wine was finished, it would be time for him to leave.

At the same time.

The Xiang Family.

Xiang Qi had a cold expression, her face pale.

Standing in front of her was a burly man with a stern look and icy eyes, carrying a trace of disdain: "Xiang Qi, I didn't expect you to be at this level, unable to even take one of my Supernatural Powers."

Xiang Qi remained silent, not speaking.

Today, she had wrapped her dark hair around Lin Chao's wrist.

That was her dark hair, and also her Dao.

At a critical moment, it could save Lin Chao's life.

Although it was only a few strands of hair, Xiang Qi's strength was also greatly reduced.

Now, less than three-tenths of her strength remained, and she would need a month of recuperation to fully recover.

Losing meant losing; Xiang Qi did not say anything.

"I am indeed inferior to you; I accept the loss."

The burly man looked at Xiang Qi, his gaze contemptuous: "What exactly is the secret left behind by the Seven Fragrances Empress?"

Xiang Qi paused slightly and spoke slowly: "Mingxing Qi."

This was not really considered a secret to begin with.

Or rather, when the time was ripe, she would announce to the world the news that the Ghost Immortals possessed Mingxing Qi.

A look of excitement appeared on the burly man's face: "It is actually that."

A sharp look flickered in his eyes.

Even for him, or more accurately, for the cultivators in this world, who would not yearn to obtain Mingxing Qi?

"Since you have the answer, can you leave?" Xiang Qi was shooing him away.

The burly man laughed loudly: "In the vast Medicine Blood State, there isn't even a decent Child of Destiny that can appear; it is truly laughable.

No wonder, in these nearly ten thousand years, countless people have defied the heavens to slay immortals, yet only in the Medicine Blood State has no one been qualified to slay an immortal.

It is truly pathetic."

The burly man's gaze was cold and stern, passing through countless courtyards to land on the ancestor of the Xiang Family.

"It is rumored that the Xiang Family produced a Child of Destiny.

What is laughable is that some say his talent rivals mine.

Where could there be a true genius in the weak Medicine Blood State?

This is a wisp of my Sword Dao Divine Ability, left here in the Xiang Family.

Let's see when that so-called heaven's pride can break this Sword Dao Divine Ability."

The burly man waved his hand, and a crack suddenly appeared in an open space of the Xiang Family.

On the crack, Sword Intent was abundant and extremely violent.

It seemed as if a peerless Sword Immortal were standing there, filled with a violent aura.

The Xiang Family ancestor, Ye You, looked at the burly man's figure, his face livid.

Ye You looked at that sword mark and spoke slowly: "We still underestimated Pan; his Dao of violence has already merged into his spirit.

Every movement he makes is full of violence.

Long Er is still a cut below compared to Pan.

However, Long Er is still young and will eventually catch up."

Of course, there was one thing he did not say.

Falling behind by one step, it is very likely to fall behind at every step.

The burly man was named Pan and was a genius figure.

The Dao he cultivated was the Sword Dao.

But this Sword Dao was extremely special, pursuing violence.

Only when violence reached the Ultimate level was the power of his sword technique's Supernatural Power the strongest.

This also caused Pan's personality to become increasingly overbearing, violent, and arrogant.

And precisely because of this, his strength also grew stronger and stronger.

The burly man turned around, his figure disappearing, leaving only a cold voice in the Xiang Family: "There should only be eight states in the world; the Medicine Blood State is not worthy of being a state of the Human Race!"

The Medicine Blood State was extremely special among the Jiuzhou.

Cultivators in other states all practiced orthodox Daoist Methods.

But in the Medicine Blood State, the Daoist Methods were related to blood; they were bloodline cultivators.

For example, the Dragon King Ridge Xiang Family was an Immortal Cultivation family created because of Dragon Blood.

Other families were mostly the same.

Because of their bloodlines, once cultivators of the Medicine Blood State underwent Awakening, their strength could grow very quickly.

However, once they reached a certain level, they would make no further progress.

In these ten thousand years, the Medicine Blood State had not produced a single cultivator at the True Spirit Realm.

The strongest to appear were merely Pseudo-Immortals.

It is precisely because of this that for so many years, no senior expert in Medicine Blood State has been able to counter-slay a Ghost Immortal.

If it were only this, the other states would not have much of an opinion regarding Medicine Blood State.

The main reason is that when the Ghost Immortals harvest Jiuzhou, they treat Medicine Blood State specially.

For other states, the Ghost Immortals harvest the top experts when they harvest.

For Medicine Blood State, the Ghost Immortals let those Pseudo-Immortals go, and favor the young children of Medicine Blood State instead.

There are also rumors that the Ghost Immortals possess the bloodline of giant demons and share a bond of incense with Medicine Blood State.

It is for these reasons that cultivators from other states have many complaints about the cultivators of Medicine Blood State.

……

The burly man finished laughing loudly and vanished.

The next breath, he appeared before Wusheng Well.

"It is rumored that Wusheng Well is the number one forbidden ground of Medicine Blood State, but it looks quite ordinary now."

The burly man swept his gaze over Wusheng Well, only then letting his eyes fall upon Lin Chao, who was beside Wusheng Well.

A trace of mockery flashed in his eyes: "Are you that hidden genius of the Xiang Family?"

Lin Chao raised his head, looking at the burly man with a calm gaze.

The burly man continued, his face wearing a brilliant smile: "Those blind fellows all say you are on par with me; what a huge joke!"

Lin Chao finally spoke: "It is indeed a joke."

"You have quite a bit of self-awareness."

"I am not on par with you."

"Rather, you are not even worthy of holding my sword."

As these words fell, Lin Chao raised his hand.

He tossed his wine flask into the sky.

The wine fell into his mouth, entering his bold gut.

Seven parts brewed into sorrow, the remaining three parts whistled into Sword Intent.

With one breath from his lips, there was peerless sharpness.

At this moment, the wind stopped.

The leaves were not swaying.

The air solidified at this moment.

Before Lin Chao, the wine transformed into a sword.

Sharpness.

Tranquility.

Inclusiveness.

Within this sword, countless Sword Intent was contained.

It seemed to be a sword of Martial Arts, yet it also seemed to be a sword of Supernatural Power.

Time solidified at this moment.

Lin Chao's sword, with unparalleled momentum!

Pierced toward Pan!

The wind moved again, and time seemed to begin flowing once more.

Pan's burly body fell to the ground, both knees kneeling on the earth.

On his chest, there was a huge hole, and fresh blood flowed continuously.

Looking through the hole, one could even see the scenery behind, which was very ghastly.

Pan knelt on the ground, an expression of disbelief appearing in his eyes.

"How can this be!"

He was defeated, defeated at the hands of a nobody from Medicine Blood State.

"The overly rigid are easy to break; your sword has too many flaws," Lin Chao said with a cold expression.

He looked at Pan and spoke again: "I know that in order to pursue Ultimate power, you allowed your heart to be controlled by the sword, reaching the realm of man and sword as one."

"You hurt Xiang Qi and looked down on Medicine Blood State; it is not your original intention, but the violent sword acting up, yet that is no reason for you to provoke me!"

Lin Chao has always been clear about gratitude and grudges.

As the saying goes, a Saint judges by deeds, not by heart.

Pan's original intention might not be like this.

He also sought to become stronger, for the sake of Jiuzhou, that he entrusted his heart to the sword.

Trading his own consciousness for power.

This looks very pathetic, and very noble.

However, his deeds indeed provoked Lin Chao.

Lin Chao would naturally mete out a slight punishment.

"I am defeated," Pan muttered to himself, looking deeply at Lin Chao, as if to remember him.

Lin Chao looked at Pan, finally finished the wine, and shouted loudly toward the sky.

"The one who injured you is Xiang Long of the Xiang Family."

The voice spread throughout the entire Xiang Family and the entire Dragon King Ridge.

The lingering sound echoed, never ceasing to the ear.

After speaking, Lin Chao wore a smile on his face, and his figure vanished from sight.

Beside the Wusheng Well, only the faint scent of wine and the smell of blood could be detected.

(End of this chapter)