Chapter 27: Zhang Daolin

Baiyue Lou is the most romantic and hedonistic place in Beiling City.

Lin Chao walked along the road, where low sheds and huts were everywhere, and the ground was covered in sludge.

The Commoners who occasionally passed by were barely clothed, their eyes numb; most were old people and women.

The colors in their eyes were mostly gray and gloomy.

When he arrived at the district of Baiyue Lou, the sky seemed to brighten, and the colors became vivid.

Red banners fluttered in the wind, and colorful silk ribbons added a splash of color to the sky.

Many pedestrians wore smiles on their faces and were dressed in fine silk garments.

Lin Chao knew that this was the disparity of the world.

No matter how muddled and lawless Cang Jun might be, there would always be some who benefited.

Of course, Lin Chao knew that he also belonged to that group.

Those who suffer and endure hardship are always the people at the bottom.

Of course, even if Great Cang were prosperous, the people at the bottom would still suffer; it would just be a little better than before.

For example, the society Lin Chao lives in now can be said to be extremely prosperous, with open-minded thinking.

However, there are still many great mountains weighing down on the heads of mortals.

Or rather, it would be fine if there were no disasters or difficulties, but if they encountered floods or serious illnesses, these would be enough to crush an Ordinary person.

"Young Master Lin Ping, you have come."

A woman with heavy makeup walked over, an exaggerated smile plastered on her face, never changing.

Lin Chao highly suspected that if her facial expression changed too much, the powder would likely scatter down like someone's dandruff.

"Mm." Lin Chao nodded.

He is now sixteen years old, and because of social obligations, he has been to Baiyue Lou several times.

As the Young Sect Master of the Dan Sword Sect, he is a true person of power and influence in Beiling City.

The people at Baiyue Lou would, of course, remember his appearance.

Naturally, Lin Chao still kept himself clean and self-disciplined, focusing his heart entirely on Strange Arts.

Lin Chao felt that this so-called Strange Art was different from the Immortal Cultivation or Qi Refining he had imagined.

Instead, it was a bit like... pollution.

Or rather, the human body being polluted by a Strange Treasure.

Lin Chao had been to Baiyue Lou several times, but not one of the young women of Baiyue Lou had ever performed the "worship of the moon" in front of him.

"Lin Ping, long time no see."

A gentle voice came, and the person who arrived was none other than the Young Hall Master of Beihan Hall—Zhang Daolin.

Zhang Daolin is older than Lin Ping, but by no more than a year or two.

At this moment, he was holding a young child in his arms, about three or four years old, whose complexion was somewhat pale and who looked exceptionally sleepy.

This young child is Zhang Daolin's son.

Seeing this scene, Lin Chao was slightly speechless.

Bringing a child directly to a brothel?

"Long time no see, Daolin." Lin Chao also greeted him calmly, though there was a coldness in his voice that kept people at a distance.

He is not close to Zhang Daolin, having only met him once when Cang Jun's daughter was selecting a husband.

Of course, he had heard his father mention him many times.

The child in Zhang Daolin's arms woke up, revealing a pale, tender face, and looked at Lin Chao: "Uncle... you look so good, like an immortal."

Lin Chao smiled.

It's just that he is only sixteen now, so being called "uncle" is a bit inappropriate, isn't it?

At least he said he looked like an immortal, not a fairy.

"Cough, cough... Immortal Uncle, can you take me to the roof to pick stars?

My daddy says the roof is cold and is unwilling to take me."

"I will take you when you are recovered from your illness," Lin Chao comforted him.

After the child finished saying these words, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he became drowsy again, sinking into sleep.

Zhang Daolin looked at the young child, his gaze gentle, mixed with a trace of heartache.

The group arrived in a room.

The other guards went off elsewhere, leaving only Zhang Daolin, Lin Chao, and the young child in the room.

"Daolin, what brings you to my Beiling?" Lin Chao said calmly.

Upon entering the room, Lin Chao's expression softened significantly.

Beihan Hall is Cang Jun's number one lackey.

But in reality, Beihan Hall has secret ties with the Dan Sword Sect.

Cang Jun is too strong and too close to Beihan Hall, which is why Beihan Hall surrendered to him.

However, Beihan Hall is not stupid.

They know that the final result of following Cang Jun might be being wiped out by him.

Beihan Hall is naturally unwilling to accept that.

Thus, they placed bets on both sides.

On one side, they are loyal to Cang Jun; on the other, they are in secret contact with forces like the Dan Sword Sect.

Zhang Daolin's child has been physically weak since childhood, suffering from a type of cold-illness.

It cannot be cured, but it can be alleviated.

One of the medicinal ingredients required is called Fire Dragon Grass; this type of herb is only found on Dan Jian Mountain.

Because of this reason, the person Beihan Hall invested in other factions is none other than their Young Hall Master, Zhang Daolin.

Zhang Daolin scanned his surroundings, confirmed no one was there, and said calmly, but as he spoke, his tone grew heavier: "Cang Jun seeks the Longevity Pill.

Once he obtains the Longevity Pill, our several major factions will inevitably perish; there will be no power to recover, and the world will truly be plunged into misery!"

Lin Chao had heard his father evaluate Zhang Daolin, saying that this man was too deep and gloomy, with his righteousness internalized, making him prone to a short life.

Now, as Zhang Daolin spoke these angry words, he still suppressed his voice.

He had suppressed it for too long.

Lin Chao did not answer for a moment, letting him continue to speak and vent.

"The Canglong Stone is truly too overbearing!

With the Canglong Stone present, no matter how devoid of the Dao Cang Jun is, he sits firmly on the throne!

Do you know? Three months ago, Zhao Sheng of Sanquan Township led a massive insurgent army of one hundred thousand to besiege Jiangquan.

As long as Jiangquan was taken, they could control the nineteen provinces and drive straight into Kyoto!

At that time, Jiangquan had only three thousand garrison troops.

However, Heaven is not with Zhao, but with Cang.

That night, a meteor fell, and the insurgent army led by Zhao Sheng suffered countless casualties."

As he said these words, Zhang Daolin felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

With the Canglong Stone present, the destiny of the world is with Cang Jun.

Cang Jun is a tyrant, and countless people hate him.

Yet, his martial power is the greatest in the world.

Furthermore, with destiny on his side, even if someone uses poison or plots to assassinate Cang Jun, all sorts of accidents will occur.

"If Cang Jun is allowed to obtain the Longevity Pill, there will truly be no hope for the world!"

Lin Chao's expression was calm.

He naturally knew of Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng's uprising also had the secret involvement of the Dan Sword Sect.

At this moment, Lin Chao frowned.

"Longevity Pill? How could such a pill exist in this world?"

Of course, given his knowledge, he naturally felt that such a pill could possibly exist.

However, in this world, apart from Strange Treasures and himself, there is simply nothing truly related to Immortal Cultivation.

Strange Treasures are very strong and very special, but compared to things like the Longevity Pill, which are precious even in the Immortal World, they are nothing at all.

"The Longevity Pill comes from five hundred years ago, when the Sun Emperor of the Great Jing Dynasty summoned Qi Refiners to refine it."

Hearing this news, Lin Chao was completely stunned.

(End of this chapter)