Chapter 72: The Silver Church

The Dao Sword descended, emitting a joyful, long chime.

Just at this moment, a figure appeared.

This was Lin Chao.

Just now, it was he who secretly acted to help the Dao Sword suppress the Strange Breath.

Lin Chao looked at the Dao Sword, which was leaping and jumping incessantly before him, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"You still recognize me?"

Lin Chao felt that simulated reincarnation was very interesting.

This Dao Sword still took him as its master.

Or rather, it recognized him.

After all, his talent was Sword Soul, which had bestowed a soul upon the Dao Sword.

Then, the God Position Spear would likely be able to recognize him as well.

Clang!

The Dao Sword emitted a long chime, seemingly expressing something.

Lin Chao's hand touched the Dao Sword.

He stroked the Dao Sword with the utmost tenderness, as if he were caressing a lover.

In his hand, a brilliant white light appeared.

Wherever he stroked, the imperfections on the Dao Sword's body were mended at this moment.

"It is a pity... I no longer possess the Sword Soul now."

Lin Chao sighed.

If he still had the Sword Soul talent, the injuries on the Dao Sword would be completely healed, and it might even ascend to a higher level.

However, at this moment, the damaged parts of the Dao Sword were already whole and flawless.

Lin Chao looked at the Dao Sword with an inscrutable expression.

"You continue to cut off the Strange Breath first."

Lin Chao gave an instruction to the Dao Sword, then turned and disappeared.

In every corner of this world, there were quite a few traces of Strange Breath.

The Dao Sword was resolving them, and he had to resolve them as well.

Now, the Strange Breath was more refined and terrifying than in the past.

This indicated that the strength of that Bronze King had increased by a large margin; of course, it was also possible that it was not the Bronze King.

Otherwise, if the Bronze King descended into the world, it would be hard to say whether he could defeat the Bronze King with his current strength.

Moreover, this world, which had finally enjoyed peace and tranquility, would also fall into great chaos.

Of course, this peace and tranquility were limited to a few powerful nations.

Lin Chao's figure vanished.

Clang!

The Dao Sword emitted a long chime, seemingly with a trace of reluctance.

It hovered in the air, its sword body radiating Gold light.

It seemed somewhat loath to part.

After a while, Zhang Shaoqin's figure appeared, his forehead covered in sweat.

He saw the Dao Sword at a single glance.

Seeing the Dao Sword, Zhang Shaoqin's expression changed drastically.

The Dao Sword at this moment was completely different from when it had just separated.

The imperfections on the Dao Sword had now been completely replenished.

This was extremely rare.

The Dao Sword was not originally an object of this world.

There was simply no one who could replenish and repair it.

Could it be... that the Master has really returned?

Zhang Shaoqin was incomparably agitated.

"Master?"

"Master?"

Zhang Shaoqin called out.

He looked all around, but he could not find that familiar figure at all.

He searched incessantly, but the figure he longed to see never appeared.

"Master, why will you not see me?"

A dejected expression appeared on Zhang Shaoqin's face.

Just at this moment, Liu Yao, the Sanji Sect Master, and others arrived.

"Shaoqin..." Liu Yao called out.

At this moment, Zhang Shaoqin's state was very wrong.

"The Master has returned, it must be that the Master has returned!" Zhang Shaoqin was very agitated, looking at the three of them, "If it were not the Master, the Dao Sword would not have been repaired!"

The three people present were all incomparably shocked.

Zhang Shaoqin's words left them at a loss.

His Master was still alive?

That is an existence at the level of an Immortal!

To be honest, even Liu Yao wanted to see what kind of person Lin Ping was.

However, according to Zhang Shaoqin, hadn't his master ascended?

After ascending, can one still come back down?

Liu Yao did not understand.

But, the plot in television shows is that once one has ascended, one cannot come back down.

"I must find Master!" Zhang Shaoqin said, his gaze firm.

Lin Chao left the mountain, and at this moment, he went to a dilapidated residential complex.

This residential complex was the core area of the Silver Church.

At this moment, the leader of the Silver Church was all smiles.

He looked at the plump young woman with quite a bit of charm before him, a fervent look appearing in his eyes.

"Are you willing to dedicate everything you have to the Silver King?"

The young woman's eyes held a fanatical look: "This devout follower is willing!"

The Silver Church leader revealed a satisfied look.

He then looked at another young girl nearby who was dressed scantily.

"Are you willing to dedicate everything you have to the Silver King?"

The young girl curled her lips: "I am willing!"

Inside the residential complex, a thin man watched the footage on the monitor, a trace of disgust appearing on his face.

"Sure enough, this so-called Silver Church is all a bunch of frauds."

In the footage, several pale, naked bodies were intertwined, and the thin man only felt nauseated and sick.

The man was named Lin Moyu; ever since his wife passed away, he had been searching for traces of the Supernatural.

Inside the sachet hanging around his neck was the hair his wife had left behind.

His lifelong wish was to resurrect his wife.

He had paid attention to Heize, but unfortunately, he could not enter the Dahuang Mountain Range at all.

He went to Taiqing Mountain and gained nothing.

Recently, he had set his sights on the Silver Church.

Although such churches are mostly frauds.

Lin Moyu still paid money to sneak into the church.

However, this church performed too poorly.

The organizational structure was loose.

It wasn't even as good as a pyramid scheme.

Of course, the leader of this Silver Church had accumulated quite a bit of assets and had always been fond of other men's wives.

The scene before him was the illicit affair between the Silver Church leader and a follower.

Lin Moyu had been into many such churches and was long since accustomed to such things.

Many evil cults are just tools used to amass wealth and defile women.

Lin Moyu had originally thought the Silver Church might give him something different.

He did not expect the Silver Church to be just like those other evil cults, equally unsightly.

Does the Supernatural really not exist in this world?

Lin Moyu was disappointed and sighed.

Along the way, he had gone through untold hardships and endless setbacks.

He still had not found the Supernatural.

Lin Moyu held the sachet, his gaze firm: "Xiao Yun, wait a little longer, I will definitely resurrect you."

He took out his phone and called the Law Enforcement Guard.

"Comrade, I am reporting that there is an evil cult here engaging in group orgies; the address is..."

After finishing the call, Lin Moyu fixed his gaze on the monitor.

However, his eyes were slightly stunned.

In the footage on the monitor, an extra man in black had appeared.

Whether it was a problem with the camera angle or the monitor, he could not see the face of the man in black who had just entered at all.

And at this moment, the gaze of the man in black had landed squarely on the camera Lin Moyu had secretly installed.

Lin Moyu immediately saw a trace of a smile.

That's right, it was a smile!

But at this moment, he still could not see the man's face clearly, yet he could see the smile.

This was extremely Ghost-like.

That man in black seemed to be smiling at him through the camera.

"A coincidence?" Lin Moyu tried hard to keep himself calm.

The next second, crack.

The image on the monitor disappeared completely, and only a large mass of white noise could be seen, emitting a buzzing sound.

"This man..."

"This man..."

Lin Moyu sat dazed on the ground, a divine light bursting from his eyes.

"He is definitely not an ordinary person!"

All of this was not a coincidence.

That man must be different from ordinary people.

Otherwise, why could he not see the other party's face clearly?

And why was the other party able to accurately discover his camera, and without any movement, the camera became disabled?

Thinking of this, Lin Moyu, wearing slippers, ran straight downstairs.

He did not want to miss the Supernatural!

PS: Sorry, I had a minor surgery a few days ago, and the wound was hurting constantly yesterday, so I went to the hospital to have it treated. I took some ibuprofen after getting home last night and wasn't in the right state.

There will be updates today, I am terribly sorry!

Recommending a good Simulator novel, "This Simulator Is Not Right".

A good Simulator novel, recommended!

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