Chapter 492: Mountain Stone

Hearing the two's conversation, Lin Yang burst out laughing.

"Just a Fusang person, you're being too full of yourself!"

"What hundred ghosts night march, what shikigami, before me, it's just a matter of one sword!"

He laughed, waving his long sword.

At this moment, the sharp sword qi began to blow away the black mist.

In the black mist, the monsters' bodies begin begin to be unstable.

That sharp sword qi made the two's faces change drastically.

"Go die!"

Sword qi burst forth, the black mist was dispelled.

The two were decapitated on the spot.

Lin Yang looked at the two corpses, his gaze very cold.

"Just a Fusang person, still dreaming of being number one in my Da Xia territory!"

"I'll eventually go to Fusang and trample you flat!"

After saying that, he flicked his fingers, two balls of fire fell onto the two corpses, burning them.

As Lin Yang slowly walked down the stairs, he saw Yang Shaocheng with a hesitant expression.

"Isn't this Master Yang?"

Yang Shaocheng's heart gave a jolt, and he forced a smile at Lin Yang.

"I say I just passed by here, do you believe me?"

"Believe, how could I not believe Master Yang's words?"

Just as Yang Shaocheng wondered in his heart how Lin Yang could be so easy to talk to,

Lin Yang's sword had already rested on his neck.

"Master Yang, I say my sword flew to your neck on its own, do you believe me?"

Yang Shaocheng's face turned slightly pale, and he said to Lin Yang.

"Lin Yang, you have an agreement with the Cao Clan, don't act rashly!"

"But, you're making me really unhappy like this."

"Dragging two Fusang people here late at night to disgust me."

Lin Yang exerted a little force with his hand, causing a few drops of blood to seep from Yang Shaocheng's neck.

"I'm willing to pay for my mistake!"

Lin Yang stopped his hand movement, looking at Yang Shaocheng with interest and asked.

"I don't know, what do you plan to do?"

Seeing Lin Yang's appearance, Yang Shaocheng knew that without paying a price, there was no way to get through.

"I have a mountain stone at home that contains spiritual energy."

"Although I've absorbed a lot of its spiritual energy, it can still be used."

"Mountain stone?"

Seeing Lin Yang's doubtful look, Yang Shaocheng explained.

"It's a mountain stone I found when I used to look after graves for people."

Lin Yang instantly understood; when Yang Shaocheng practiced dragon-seeking and mountain-scouting, he had found some places where spiritual energy gathered.

"This mountain stone must have been found then."

"Fine, send the mountain stone to my room."

Upon hearing that, Yang Shaocheng felt somewhat resentful.

"I'm sending you something—shouldn't you go get it yourself?"

Lin Yang coldly said: "Don't forget, who started tonight's affair."

"Calling you Master Yang, you really think highly of yourself?"

Yang Shaocheng, hearing this, trembled with anger all over.

"But I can't beat him, and he even grasped a drop of my heart's blood."

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his inner anger.

"Alright, I'll go home to get it for you."

"Now that's more like it."

Lin Yang smiled, sheathed his long sword, and said to him.

"Remember to come back early."

When Yang Shaocheng returned with the mountain stone and handed it to him.

Looking at the round stone ball before him, Lin Yang felt somewhat surprised.

He took the mountain stone, felt it carefully, and raised his eyebrows.

The spiritual energy contained within is still quite abundant.

"I'll accept this apology gift; you can get lost."

Yang Shaocheng was furious—this guy summons him at will and dismisses him just as easily.

But even if he's angry, there's nothing he can do about him.

Who made this guy so strong?

After Yang Shaocheng left, Lin Yang held the mountain stone and sat cross-legged.

He directly began absorbing the mountain stone's spiritual energy.

When the two strands of spiritual energy collided, the speed at which his golden core in his qi sea broke through to form an infant increased a bit.

By the time Lin Yang opened his eyes, it was already three days later.

Now his divine palace is already full.

He felt that he was only a step away from reaching Nascent Soul.

But he hadn't yet figured out how to take that step.

After he opened his eyes, the room door was opened.

Two attendants walked in.

When they made eye contact with Lin Yang, they immediately apologized.

"Sir, sorry."

"We've seen you haven't left the room for three days, so we were worried something might have happened and came to check."

Lin Yang waved his hand and said to the attendant.

"It's fine, you can go."

The attendant didn't leave right away; after hesitating a moment, he still said.

"Sir, quite a few people have come looking for you these past three days, all wanting to meet you."

"You…?"

Lin Yang raised his brow and asked, "What kind of people are they?"

"I don't know, but they're dressed nicely—probably some big bosses."

What came to Lin Yang's mind was that group of cultivators from Xianggang.

However, even if they came looking for him, he might not pay them any attention.

A bunch of cultivators seeking fame—why would he bother with them?

"All right, I understand. You can go now."

Just as the attendant was about to open the door, he was preparing to close it.

Wang Xilai leaned against the door, panting, and looked inside.

"Mr. Lin, I've finally found you."

Seeing the panting Wang Xilai, Lin Yang frowned and asked.

"What happened?"

Wang Xilai immediately went inside and had the attendant leave.

He dropped to his knees before Lin Yang and loudly pleaded.

"Mr. Lin, Boss Chu is in trouble—please save him!"

Chu Guozhong?

Lin Yang frowned and asked, "What happened to him?"

"A group of strangely dressed people from the southeast came to the Peng family three days ago."

"They said they were looking for whoever harmed the spiritual fetus, then they gave Boss Chu a beating."

"Now Boss Chu loses ten jin a day, and even the hospital can't find anything wrong."

"Please help him."

After saying that, he kowtowed three times in succession.

Hearing this, Lin Yang furrowed his brows and said.

"Let's go take a look at the Chu residence."

"Sure!"

In the Chu household, Chu Guozhong lay weak on the bed.

To describe him as skin and bone is not an exaggeration.

Moreover, the spot between his brows was dark, and his face showed a bluish tint.

Upon seeing this, Lin Yang frowned and said.

"He's been hit with a lowering spell!"

Lin Yang's voice caused the weak Chu Guozhong to open his eyes.

Upon seeing Lin Yang, he weakly said.

"Mr. Lin, that group of people has come to our door."

Lin Yang frowned and said, "I've been in seclusion these three days, so I'm a bit late."

"Fortunately, you haven't come to serious harm."

Having said that, he took out a silver needle and stabbed it into Chu Guozhong.

Then he placed a finger on his glabella.

He poured spiritual energy into his body, making it begin to tremble.

"Ugh!"

After a dry heave, a centipede was vomited from his body.

Even the vomit was a purplish‑blue color, looking extremely terrifying.

Lin Yang instantly burned it to death with a flame, then said.

"You've had a lot of your vital energy drained; I'll replenish it for you later."

Having said that, he slapped his palm onto Chu Guozhong's glabella.

Next, a piercing infant's wail rang out.

A translucent infant‑shaped ghost was seized by Lin Yang in his hand and instantly crushed.

So it turns out, you're the one who killed my junior martial brother!