Chapter 63: Mind and Power

Lin Yu blinked in surprise, then looked at He Jing with astonishment: “Already recognized?”

He Jing frowned, staring at Elijah: “Did Claude tell you? He’s also on Nathan Island?”

Elijah smiled: “Correct.”

He Jing said coolly: “I should’ve guessed long ago—someone who betrayed Spear of God and vanished for five full years without a trace could only be hiding on Nathan Island…”

He added softly, turning his head: “Claude was also a Sacred-level assassin of Spear of God. I once worked with him and used Ghost Step and Illusion Veil in front of him.”

“I see.” Lin Yu nodded, then smiled: “Elijah, you’re smart—you know what to say and what not to say, right?”

“I’m clearly trying to hide my identity, yet you deliberately exposed Saint Wind’s identity—aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you to silence you?”

Elijah said calmly: “Since you know about Nathan Island, you should also know the uniqueness of Nathan Guard—death for me is merely returning to the embrace of the Sacred Tree, while you—”

“Don’t be so confident.”

Lin Yu cut him off bluntly, then said coolly: “Before me, you can’t return.”

Elijah froze slightly, then his expression turned grave, as if confirming the truth of those words through some means.

Lin Yu studied him from head to toe, then sighed: “Forget it. I’m in a good mood today—I don’t feel like killing anyone. You’d better be sensible and just fall asleep.”

“….”

Elijah froze, then his face shifted through a dozen expressions.

Lin Yu nodded: “Looks like you still want to resist—then let me help you.”

Before he finished speaking, a surge of potent spiritual force flooded into Elijah’s mind.

Elijah’s eyes widened, but before he could react, the terrifying spiritual force shook his upper dantian—his entire head felt like it had been tossed into a washing machine, spinning wildly, his consciousness swiftly sinking into darkness.

Thud. The blond man with the silver revolver collapsed to the ground.

…Was it really that simple?

He Jing stared blankly at the fallen Elijah.

He had personally experienced how troublesome this man was.

Yet such a formidable opponent, who had once given him trouble, offered zero resistance before Lin Yu—even his fall was inexplicable, leaving He Jing, who watched the whole thing, utterly baffled…

Is this what Lin Brother is like?

He Jing thought silently, a complex emotion rising in his chest.

Lin Yu, however, paid no mind—this wasn’t even a battle to him, just watching a product video.

And the product wasn’t even that appealing—barely stirred a faint desire to collect it…

“Now it’s just time to click the product link~”

Lin Yu walked over eagerly and searched the memories of Elijah and A Lang, obtaining their alchemy and Runic script.

To be fair, their methods were quite interesting.

Too bad Lin Yu already possessed a complete magical system—far superior to Western alchemy here!

“Interesting… but useless.”

Lin Yu shook his head and smiled at He Jing nearby: “Both of them owe you some credit—I’ll write down their cultivation knowledge and give you a copy.”

He Jing froze, quickly saying: “No need—I didn’t do anything. If anything, I held you back. I’m already grateful you don’t blame me for acting on my own!”

“That won’t do.”

Lin Yu smiled: “Be fair—at least A Lang was truly brought down by you.”

He Jing glanced at the poisoned, unconscious A Lang and shook his head: “Lin Brother, you’re joking. That telekinetic was one thing, but this big guy? You took him down—I only delivered the final strike.”

Lin Yu was surprised: “You noticed?”

He Jing sighed: “Of course. I’ve read the original—I know this big guy mastered Runic script, a power similar to talismans, allowing him to perform strange feats through Runic runes.”

“But when I fought him, none of the Runic runes carved on his body activated…”

He Jing looked at Lin Yu softly: “Realizing that, I knew you must have done something to him.”

Lin Yu explained with a smile: “Correct. Whether Runic or talismans, both manipulate the power of heaven and earth. But I’ve already seized control of this valley’s qi formation—without my permission, no one can connect with heaven and earth.”

“Alright.”

Lin Yu stood up and tossed the silver revolver to He Jing.

“No cultivation techniques? At least take some loot?”

“This gun is yours now—it’s Elijah’s pinnacle alchemical work. It can fire alchemically reinforced physical bullets and energy bullets formed from qi.”

“See the inscriptions on the revolver’s cylinder? Those are the runes that enhance bullets and qi rounds.”

“Six chambers correspond to six enhancement effects—gold, red, and blue you’ve already seen.”

“The gold one is like a shotgun—fires many qi rounds at once. The red one is a power-up version; if you continuously supply qi during firing, it expands its range and outputs like a laser.”

“The blue one is what just locked onto your qi and tracked you automatically.”

“I won’t explain the other three—if you’re curious, study them yourself.”

Two bullet types, six effects—combined, they were indeed highly versatile.

He Jing was deeply tempted—he’d always loved guns, and seeing such an alchemical masterpiece, he couldn’t help but adore it.

Without hesitation, he accepted the alchemical revolver, and his gaze toward Elijah subtly changed.

Sensing the faint killing intent radiating from He Jing, Lin Yu chuckled.

Earlier, when fighting this man, He Jing had shown zero killing intent—every assassination attempt aimed only to disable his arm, never to kill.

Now that he held Elijah’s revolver, he couldn’t help but feel a spark of killing intent…

Lin Yu smiled and asked: “You like this gun that much?”

He Jing froze, then the killing intent vanished—he looked embarrassed: “Yeah… I really like it.”

Lin Yu shook his head: “If you like it, take it. No need to kill him—he’s got more guns. Besides, I’ve already erased part of their memories. If they come looking, they’ll come for me, not you.”

He Jing felt ashamed: “Professional habit—sorry for the show.”

Lin Yu stretched lazily and grinned: “I need to reward those monkeys—without them, I’d have felt bad targeting these little guys.”

“Indeed, having a righteous cause makes the heart feel light.”

He glanced at He Jing beside him and smiled: “Don’t you find it strange? I could’ve killed them all with a wave of my hand, yet I still went through the trouble of finding an excuse to bother them?”

He Jing paused, then hesitated: “Because you prefer a righteous cause?”

“Not exactly.” Lin Yu smiled. “I believe that to wield overwhelming power, you must possess a mind equally strong.”

“This mindset can take many forms. For me, even the tiniest ant at my feet—I’ll still look at it before stepping on it…”

He turned his head to the unconscious Elijah on the ground: “Like these foreign cultivators—their lives mean nothing to me. I do this not for them, but for myself.”

“Of course, this is just my personal insight on preserving humanity—not a universal truth. Listen, but decide for yourself how to act in the future.”

He Jing fell into deep thought.

He knew Lin Yu wasn’t just explaining his actions—he was subtly guiding him in the cultivation of his mind.

Indeed, over the years, though he still upheld his rule of not killing the innocent, that boundary had gradually become habit, not heartfelt conviction.

This mental state seemed similar to Lin Yu’s at first glance—but in truth, it was entirely different.

Lin Yu embodied sincerity—he knew exactly what he was doing, and why.

But He Jing was different. Had Lin Yu not pointed it out, he wouldn’t have realized he hadn’t truly examined his own heart in years…

Thinking of this, He Jing broke into a cold sweat.

After a moment, he raised his head solemnly: “I understand. Thank you, Lin Brother, for the guidance.”

Lin Yu smiled: “Then let’s go—come meet the main characters.”

He waved his sleeve, transporting the unconscious foreign cultivators to the outskirts of the nearest city.

He Jing remembered Nash, the first one to fall: “Lin Brother, we haven’t checked on him yet!”

Lin Yu said without hesitation: “No need—he’s a natural telekinetic. Zero reference value.”

He Jing: “….”

(End of Chapter)