Chapter 138: Lightning Storm

Daoist Qingming was now a heartless combat machine. Lin Bai issued the order to attack, and with a flick of his horsetail whisk, he unleashed a "Pointing the Way for the Immortal" technique, enveloping everyone from the Blood Shadow Sect.

"You brat, how dare you!" Lan Nuotian was shocked and furious, raising his hand to strike out a wave of blood Qi to protect his disciples.

"What is there to be afraid of? You want to kill me, and you expect me to let you have it easy? Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?" Lin Bai laughed, flicking out a Blank Card to cover the dying Daoist Qingling on the ground.

The young Daoists of Huilong Temple had rushed over, intending to feed medicine to True Person Qingling, but before they could get the medicine into his mouth, the soft light emitted by the card had already knocked them aside.

In the incredulous eyes of the crowd, Daoist Qingling was sealed into the card, which then spun and flew back into Lin Bai's hand.

A thirty percent success rate, plus an unknown amount of Qi Luck Value.

The sealing was successful on the first try.

At the same time.

The little fox had already finished reciting the second set of tongue twisters.

Lin Bai raised his hand and unleashed another Palm Thunder, striking toward Lan Nuotian, who was locked in battle with Daoist Qingming.

Lan Nuotian had been prepared; the clothes on his body instantly expanded, emitting a layer of red blood light that covered his head.

Crack!

The Palm Thunder landed on the clothing.

The clothing was scorched black in a large patch, and the blood light grew much thinner, but it did not shatter.

Lan Nuotian swung his Sword, striking out another wave of blood Qi to force Daoist Qingming back.

In his Puppet state, Daoist Qingming completely abandoned defense; even with wounds covering his body, he remained focused solely on attacking, fighting until death.

Lan Nuotian roared, "Liu Mingshan, Pei Lie, why are you standing there like idiots? Are you waiting for Lin Bai to pick you off one by one and turn you into puppets?"

The various sects were restless. The reason was simple: they had offended Lin Bai first, and Lin Bai's methods were too savage—he dared to strike even while standing firm against ten righteous and evil sects.

Furthermore.

His Martial Art style was so brutal; he had finished off Daoist Qingling in a single move.

Simply finishing him off would have been one thing, but he had even used a card to seal him into a Puppet.

This could not help but stir a deep sense of crisis in their hearts.

Especially for those in the evil sects, who still needed to recruit disciples in Qian City in the future; if they let Lin Bai ride on their heads, it would be inevitable that they would be constrained at every turn...

The little fox's incantation was becoming smoother and smoother.

Lin Bai smashed down another Palm Thunder, carving another scorched mark into Lan Nuotian's protective Dharma Treasure.

At this moment.

He and Daoist Qingming shared their strength, so there was no need to worry about the consumption of Palm Thunder; the True Qi stored by the Golden Core True Person and his own Internal Energy were completely interchangeable.

"Lin values harmony and hasn't attacked you all yet, which is already showing some restraint." Lin Bai looked down at the crowd below with a wild expression. "Whoever dares to help Lan Nuotian is an enemy of Lin Bai for life. If you can kill me in one go, so be it; if not..."

He shook the card that sealed Daoist Qingling and laughed, "Once sealed into a card, you are my enemy one moment and my helper the next. The Righteous Gate fears group battles the least..."

There was no need to hide the Card System, and it couldn't be hidden anyway, so it was better to show it off openly—even if he were branded a demon, he would accept it...

Lin Bai had seen it long ago: these righteous people were cowards, firmly bound by their own rules.

Moreover.

With both righteous and evil factions present, they would inevitably keep each other in check.

This was his opportunity.

The Card System was his strongest asset now. After fighting side-by-side with Daoist Qingming, the system had rewarded him with three more Blank Cards, and combined with the Qi Luck Value brought by the Beggar Sect, the success rate of sealing was quite high.

If these fellows really didn't know what was good for them, he would just seal a few more people into cards.

If one is not ruthless, one cannot stand firm.

To carve a piece of meat out of this intricate situation, people had to die. If it really came to it, he would just retreat; with the Wind Riding of a Golden Core fighter, escaping should be no problem...

But just as Lin Bai had expected, the people present had too many misgivings; everyone looked up at the sky, and not a single person made a move.

"Senior Sister Su, should we take action against Lin Bai?" Tong Cha's expression was uncertain, but he had already drawn his Sword, ready to attack at any moment.

Su Yuru was at a loss.

Everyone knew that the Hundred Flowers Valley's combat power was not strong, and Lin Bai's ferocity far exceeded her expectations.

Too overbearing!

To have such martial power at such a young age—he was already no worse than the prodigies of the Seven Righteous Sects. Was the Righteous Gate that cultivated such a young man really someone the Hundred Flowers Valley could afford to provoke?

"You idiots." Lan Nuotian intensified his offensive. "The Heavenly Descended is watching. If you let him show off enough of his prestige, who will still choose your sects..."

Bang!

A loud noise.

Lin Bai raised his hand, and an anvil—one of the Blacksmith Six-Piece Set—descended from the sky, smashing toward Lan Nuotian's protective blood clothing.

Pfft!

The blood clothing, which had survived two Palm Thunders without breaking, was torn open in an instant. The blood Qi vanished completely, turning into a piece of rag that drifted to the ground.

The anvil's momentum did not diminish; accompanied by a whistling wind, it smashed down toward the top of Lan Nuotian's head.

Lan Nuotian was startled by this pitch-black object and dodged to the side.

The thousand-plus-pound anvil smashed into the ground, emitting a dull, thunderous boom...

"My Blood Cloud Clothing!" Lan Nuotian glanced at the anvil and cried out in pain. He slashed Daoist Qingming away with his Sword and rode a patch of blood cloud as he charged into the sky.

Daoist Qingming bit down hard and refused to let go.

Just at this moment.

The little white fox got one character wrong in the tongue twister and stuttered.

Forced to act, Lin Bai retreated using Wind Riding, issued a defensive order to Daoist Qingming, drew his kitchen knife, slashed a "Six Colors of Proud Cold" at Lan Nuotian, reached out to recall the anvil, aimed it at Lan Nuotian's head, and threw it down again.

At the same time, he began to chant the incantation: "Mountain Before Has a Cui Thick Leg..."

Every word was clear and distinct.

It allowed everyone to hear it with perfect clarity.

Nowadays, his Internal Energy value is close to two hundred years, and he also shares True Qi with Qingming Daozhang, so he is eager to have everyone recite the Palm Thunder incantation for him!

……

The anvil circled above Lan Nuotian's head, suddenly disappearing, then suddenly reappearing……

The sky echoed with Cui Cutui's tongue twister.

The bizarre fighting style left all the players and natives below stunned!

What on earth is that?

Gugao Laoren swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "If I'm not mistaken, that's the table Shopkeeper Lin uses for Weapon Refinement!"

Lao Mi had black lines on his forehead and said: "Cui Cutui must be the Palm Thunder incantation for the left hand. Damn it, it's even more absurd than saying 'fuck'."

Fengzinan said: "Shopkeeper Lin is truly not afraid of people knowing!"

Bitter Melon Vine said: "He's doing it on purpose. The power of Palm Thunder is too great, he's eager for others to recite it!"

Before the words had even faded.

Lin Bai's tongue twister reached its end.

Crack!

Another Palm Thunder was unleashed.

The lightning struck toward the top of Lan Nuotian's head.

In his haste.

Lan Nuotian once again sacrificed a ring-shaped Dharma Treasure.

But this time, accompanying the falling Palm Thunder was a thousand-jin anvil; the Palm Thunder was blocked by the Dharma Treasure, but the anvil landed on the ring-shaped Dharma Treasure and smashed it to pieces as well……

At the same time.

Qian Jinzu and the others flew into the sky, attacking Lin Bai from all directions to help their master.

But just as they flew up, Qingming Daozhang's move, Heaven-Covering Net, enveloped them all and knocked them into the dust; the gap between Golden Core True Persons and them was just too great……

Wah!

Lan Nuotian roared in anger; he had never experienced such a strange fighting style. The anvil was too bizarre, actually specializing in breaking Dharma Treasures.

Moreover, it was elusive and impossible to guard against. Without his Dharma Treasure, he rushed up to fight head-on, but the opponent's Martial Art was not much slower than lightning, and he still had to guard against that omnipresent Palm Thunder……

It was too stifling!

……

Gelige watched Lin Bai displaying his divine might in the sky and shouted "fuck" at the top of his lungs.

If his master wouldn't make a move, he would do it himself.

Reciting Cui Cutui's incantation helped Lin Bai.

"Fuck" was definitely a disruption.

But when "fuck" left his mouth, Lin Bai remained unmoved, even casting a contemptuous glance at him.

Gelige's complexion changed instantly, sweat pouring down like rain.

Did the incantation fail?

No!

He had been tricked!

Shopkeeper Lin could control Palm Thunder freely; he was doing it on purpose……

……

Huaxi Furen's attention was entirely on the sky, so she didn't notice Gelige's abnormality. Her expression was serious, and she felt it was necessary for her to make a move.

Otherwise.

The situation would truly be completely controlled by Lin Bai. Lin Bai's fighting style was too bizarre; in a one-on-one fight, she feared she wouldn't be a match either……

The personalities of the Evil Faction members were ultimately different from those of the Righteous Faction; once they realized the threat, the first thing they thought of was killing the opponent to eliminate future trouble.

The people from the Evil Faction had arrived late and did not know about the affairs of the Righteous Sect.

"Pei Lie, let's attack together!" Huaxi Furen narrowed her eyes and invited Pei Lie beside her.

"Good!" Pei Lie nodded.

Feng Mingshan stepped forward quietly, intending to attack together; they didn't trust Lin Bai at all.

"Attack together." Luo Ling'er shook her hands, the sound of bells rang out, and a cloud of red mist lifted her up, "This child cannot be left alive."

Seeing the movements of the few Evil Faction members.

"Well come." Lin Bai frowned slightly, "Beggar Sect Disciples, recite the Palm Thunder incantation later along with Xiaobai."

The little fox understood and raised its volume: "Mountain Before Has a Cui Thick Leg, Mountain Behind Has a Cui Leg Thick……"

At the recruitment fair venue.

The uneven sounds of the tongue twister rose rapidly. Not only the Beggar Sect Disciples, but even the players who had come to participate in the recruitment followed along with great interest.

"Stop, don't follow along and recite." Gelige shouted in terror, not even caring about private messages anymore, "Don't help Lin Bai, Master, don't let the Beggar Sect Disciples recite the tongue twister……"

But before he could finish his sentence.

An anvil appeared above his head.

Gelige was caught off guard and smashed by the anvil, leaving behind a pile of meat paste as he went to respawn.

Jinzhaowujiu and the others swallowed a mouthful of saliva and retreated a step in unison. Although it was a game, a living person being smashed to death by an anvil in front of them still caused the few of them very serious psychological trauma.

Ugh!

Several players dry-heaved in unison.

Too miserable!

……

Pei Lie and the others who intended to join the battle were stunned.

What the hell?

Lan Nuotian's expression changed drastically, a premonition of something bad arising in his heart; he slashed a streak of blood energy at Lin Bai with his sword, bit the tip of his tongue to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, and turned to flee.

But it was all too late.

The little white fox had just finished reciting the tongue twister.

Crack!

A bolt of Palm Thunder landed on the top of his head.

Lan Nuotian let out a miserable cry, spiraling as he fell into the dust.

The next second.

A card had already enveloped his body, taking him inside.

A while later.

Not a single bolt of lightning was emitted.

Cui Cutui's tongue twister was too difficult; without training, wanting to recite it correctly in one go was too hard.

The players below who were reciting the tongue twister kept making mistakes, laughing and giggling into a mess.

Lin Bai sighed, plucked a Spirit Fruit from a tree, and tossed it into his mouth: "Xiaobai, again, slower this time."

The little white fox nodded.

This time.

It slowed its speaking speed: "Beggar Sect Disciples, recite with me, Mountain Before Has a Cui Thick Leg……"

The little white fox led the Beggar Sect Disciples in reciting the tongue twister.

Lin Bai looked at the five evil sect members surrounding him from all sides and smiled: "Do you really want to be my enemy? Lan Nuotian is already dead, the recruitment fair can actually continue……"

"Although your moves are strange, your cultivation is only at the Golden Core stage; you cannot defeat the four of us combined." Pei Lie raised a pair of iron rings, and as the rings touched lightly, blue flames instantly erupted from his body, making him look like a Saiyan.

Blue gloves appeared on the hands of Huaxi Furen of the Profound Underworld Sect, and dozens of ice cones circled her gloves, flying up and down, ready to be fired at any moment.

Liu Mingshan of the Xueli Sect held up a banner covered in skulls, with blood energy coiling around it; his methods looked similar to those of the Blood Shadow Sect.

As for Luo Ling'er, there was a golden bell on her wrist; she looked at Lin Bai coldly: "Your appeal is too great. With you here, the hearts of the Heavenly Descended are unstable. You few from the Righteous Sect over there, do you intend to watch idly as Lin Bai grows stronger? You have seen his abilities; if the Heavenly Descended learn them, how will there be any path for us to survive……"

Pei Lie instigated: "Spirit Tool Pavilion, Lin Bai's iron anvil specifically breaks Dharma Treasures; he is your nemesis……"

Before the words had faded.

Lin Bai's dantian grew hot, and he laughed out loud: "Too late!"

The players from Binghuo City and Yimu City were not attentive when reciting the tongue twister, but the Beggar Sect Disciples had their entire net worth tied to Lin Bai, each one focused and concentrated, fearing they would recite a single word wrong.

Moreover, when they recited the tongue twister, they not only had the little white fox leading them.

There were also the livestreaming audience members who loved to watch the chaos, typing out the correct sequence via bullet comments, so they only needed to follow along.

While Lin Bai was speaking.

Out of more than sixty members, at least twenty-some recited the mantra correctly.

The moment the mantra was recited correctly.

Lin Bai raised his hand.

Bolts of lightning poured out from his palm one after another without pause.

For a time, electric light flashed.

Connecting into a single sheet.

Enveloping all four leaders of the evil sects within it.

"Damn it!"

Several people hurriedly raised their Dharma Treasures.

But Lin Bai had already learned the technique during his battle with Lan Nuotian; the Blacksmith Five-Piece Set—Hammer, tongs, anvil, and furnace—had landed on their heads the moment the lightning was emitted.

The Dharma Treasures shattered at the sound.

Chain Lightning fell upon their heads as if it cost nothing.

Thump!

Thump!

In the blink of an eye, the several leaders of the evil sects turned into charred remains and fell into the dust.

Lin Bai did not waste the remaining lightning either, letting it fall one bolt after another, wiping out the rest of the evil sect members completely, not even sparing the players who had conspired against him, such as 【Golden-Haired Lion】 and 【Living Under the Crotch】.

For a time.

Inside the recruitment fair venue, only the sight of electric light remained.

Pei Lie and the others were at the Golden Core stage of cultivation and could still hold onto a breath after being struck by Palm Thunder, but the remaining Disciples were only at the Foundation Establishment stage; once struck by the lightning, they were reduced to charred remains, dead beyond any hope of recovery.

As for the players, it was one life per bolt of lightning; they didn't even have a chance to counterattack……

"Stop, no need to recite anymore, or the lightning will fall on your heads next." Lin Bai shouted, channeling his Internal Energy.

The sound of the tongue twister stopped immediately.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on Lin Bai in the sky, and the tattered Qingming Daozhang beside him.

Perhaps Qingming Daozhang had exhausted his True Qi from the Palm Thunder, or perhaps the battle was complete.

The moment the lightning stopped, he dissipated with the wind.

Having lost the Wind Riding Skill, Lin Bai held the little white fox and drifted down; he looked around at the dumbfounded Righteous Sect members and shook his head with disdain: "Are you satisfied now?"

As he spoke, he flicked out four Blank Cards, shrouding the several charred evil sect leaders below.

Two succeeded.

Two failed.

Pei Lie and Luo Ling'er were taken into the cards.

Feng Mingshan and Huaxi Furen failed to be contained and luckily escaped a disaster.

Huaxi Furen struggled to sit up, looked at Lin Bai, and said weakly, "Shopkeeper Lin, spare me, I am willing to be your slave or maid..."

"Alright, in consideration of your ability to speak, your specifications shall be higher; I will reward you with a Silver Card!" Lin Bai smiled at her, then tossed out a Blank Card and a Silver-Edged Blank Card.

The Blank Cards were a reward from the battle with Daoist Qingming.

The Silver-Edged Card was just issued after sealing Pei Lie and the others.

【Collected three card characters (completed); Reward: five Blank Cards, one Silver-Edged Card (can be used to seal Golden Core and below creatures defeated by you, 50% success rate, card characters retain memories during combat, can be retrieved, becomes invalid upon death) (issued)】

"No, if you dare to kill me, the Profound Underworld Cult will not..." Huaxi Furen screamed in terror, struggling to flee, but the next second, she was shrouded by the silver light of the card and taken inside.

The unconscious Feng Mingshan also failed to escape the fate of being sealed by a card for the second time.

He put away all the cards.

Lin Bai was brimming with confidence; he looked toward the righteous sect members and asked with a smile, "Alright, do you still want to fight? If not, let us discuss the distribution of the Heavenly Descended. If you do, I will have no choice but to reluctantly take all the Heavenly Descended into the Beggar Sect..."

(End of chapter)