Chapter 698 - 696: Can Lives Be Exchanged?
Consort Ji was hacked back dozens of meters by a single sword from Mo Lin.
In the face of this absolute power, Consort Ji was obviously suppressed.
"Weren’t you able to swallow my moves? Why aren’t you swallowing them now?" Mo Lin said coldly to Consort Ji.
Consort Ji’s face was gloomy.
If what was unleashed were sword techniques or Immortal Techniques, Consort Ji could swallow them all and return them to Mo Lin.
Using Mo Lin’s own moves to attack Mo Lin.
But Mo Lin was using a heritage method that didn’t belong to any particular Immortal Technique or move.
Consort Ji simply had no way to deal with it.
At least, her devouring magic was useless in front of Mo Lin.
In the distance, Hu Haqi saw Mo Lin knock Consort Ji back with just one move, and he was so shocked he couldn’t even describe it.
The expression on his face froze.
Consort Ji’s body trembled, the flab on her body swaying left and right.
Consort Ji spread her arms wide and said coldly, "Immortal Technique: World-Annihilation."
Consort Ji directly activated an Immortal Technique.
She was a human pet of Immortal Island, with many methods, and of course she knew Immortal Techniques.
Different from the Immortal Techniques that Mo Lin and these Immortal Cultivators used.
The Immortal Technique Consort Ji cast carried a certain sovereign might.
Colorful Immortal Qi gathered in midair, like a giant mountain grinding down toward Mo Lin.
This was an Upper Nine Streams Immortal Technique, Consort Ji’s strongest method.
The scale of this battle was completely different from the one between Consort Ji and Cui Ming before.
In a fight against Mo Lin, every move Consort Ji used was something she had kept at the bottom of the chest.
The terrifying Immortal Qi made the entire sky grow even darker.
Hu Haqi was so nervous his breathing became difficult.
It wasn’t that he was inexperienced.
A battle on this scale was something ordinary people simply could not come into contact with.
Consort Ji was using an Upper Nine Streams Immortal Technique.
Even among Immortal Cultivators, it was an extreme existence.
Her strength completely crushed the three major Immortal Cultivator branches.
As for Feng Guo, compared to Consort Ji, he wasn’t even worth a fart.
If they simply compared Immortal Techniques, Mo Lin would definitely lose.
What Mo Lin had learned were the Immortal Techniques of the Star Constellation Snake Immortal, a wild, unorthodox path.
Compared to Consort Ji’s Upper Nine Streams Immortal Techniques, he was completely crushed.
If Immortal Techniques couldn’t match up, then he’d use heritage power.
Mo Lin lightly raised his index finger and flicked it toward the sky.
"Sever..."
As Mo Lin’s voice fell, the pupils of the Celestial Monarch Xu heritage behind him suddenly constricted, letting out a ringing, powerful sound.
"Sever..."
The longsword whipped out through the air.
Like the light of dawn, it illuminated the entire world.
The gloomy sky instantly became clear.
Consort Ji’s Immortal Technique collided in midair with the heritage power of Celestial Monarch Xu.
It was only for a single instant.
Consort Ji’s Immortal Technique was shattered.
This sword of Celestial Monarch Xu broke Consort Ji’s Immortal Technique.
Silvery-white Sword Qi slashed toward Consort Ji.
Consort Ji had nowhere to dodge and could only grit her teeth and block.
Watching the Sword Qi in the air gradually close in, Consort Ji panicked.
Her usually calm face finally showed fear again.
The threat of death made Consort Ji afraid.
"You can’t kill me.
Don’t kill me, your Ghosts are all on Immortal Island.
If you kill me, the Twelve Immortals will never let your Ghosts leave." Consort Ji tried to use Mo Lin’s Ghosts to threaten him.
Mo Lin showed no mercy.
The sword had already been swung; how could it be stopped?
"Puchi!"
Blood sprayed, and Consort Ji’s neck was severed.
Her obese body toppled to the ground like a slaughtered pig.
Immortal Island’s human pet, Consort Ji, fell.
Cui Ming looked at Consort Ji’s corpse and exclaimed, "What a method... how formidable."
In the eyes of ordinary people, this was just a stunning clash.
But in Cui Ming’s eyes, it was pure suppression of strength.
Consort Ji didn’t even have the qualifications to force Mo Lin to go all out.
Cui Ming’s blood-soaked hand grabbed Mo Lin’s arm, then said, "Don’t go to Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain."
He didn’t know why so many people all knew Mo Lin was going to Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain.
It was as if Yin Qi had deliberately spread the news.
"Mo Jingmei is my elder sister; I can’t watch her die."
Mo Lin said coldly to Cui Ming, "She gave me too much, far too much. I can’t just sit and do nothing."
Cui Ming understood that feeling very well.
It was just like the relationship between her and Cui Xinyun.
Just as she would die for Cui Xinyun.
"You still have a future. If you endure a few more years and become stronger, then you can go for revenge." Cui Ming tried to persuade Mo Lin.
What Cui Ming said was indeed true. A few years from now, once Mo Lin completely mastered the heritage of Celestial Monarch Xu, his power would definitely increase severalfold.
By then, Mo Lin’s understanding of the Ghost Spirit Body would be deeper, and his hidden cards would gradually be revealed.
But... time would not allow it.
A few years?
A few years later, the grass on Mo Jingmei’s grave would be meters high.
What would be the point of revenge then?
To savor the thrill of killing?
Seeing Mo Lin remain silent, Cui Ming spoke again, "You’ll die... you really will die.
They’re all deliberately targeting you.
Even if you had heaven-defying abilities, you’d hardly survive if you went..."
When Cui Ming finished saying this, her face went deathly pale; she was clearly at her limit.
"Thank you for the kind reminder.
Even if it’s a mountain of blades and a Sea of Fire, I have to go." Mo Lin’s attitude was resolute.
Cui Ming helplessly closed her eyes, and in that moment her life also came to an end.
Cui Ming had been hanging on by her last breath; now that last breath scattered.
Her life had reached its end.
Mo Lin cremated Cui Xinyun, giving her a simple treatment.
Hu Haqi and the others didn’t leave; they just stayed with Mo Lin.
"Lord Mo Lin, is there any method of exchanging lives?"
Hu Haqi asked Mo Lin.
"What’s wrong?" Mo Lin asked Hu Haqi.
"I heard that you once exchanged lives on Great Spirit Mountain and survived by sheer luck.
If you’re about to die on Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain, could you use that life-exchange method to stay alive?"
Hu Haqi pointed at himself and then said, "Um... use my life to exchange for yours."
At that point, Hu Haqi suddenly started crying, his eyes reddening, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.
"I beg you, you can’t die.
You’re the last hope of the East District. If you die, the people of the East District will have no way to survive."
Despair filled Hu Haqi’s eyes.
He knew very well that the East District would not give birth to a second Mo Lin.
If Mo Lin died.
The East District would have no one left daring to extinguish Evil Buddhas and kill Evil Spirits.
Then the ordinary people of the East District would truly have no way to live.
Just like a year ago, the East District would go through a second darkest hour.
"My life is worthless. If I die, I die. Let my life be exchanged for yours, can we do that?" Hu Haqi was clearly not joking.
He stared at Mo Lin, eyes wide, completely serious.
Afraid of being refused by Mo Lin.
"If his life won’t work, then use mine."
Beside him, Feng Guo also said, "I’m an Immortal Cultivator; my strength should be a bit higher."
Although Feng Guo had said some excessive things to Mo Lin, that was over matters.
It didn’t affect Feng Guo’s stance on resisting Evil Buddhas and extinguishing Yellow Springs Ghosts.
"Why do you all think I’m going to die?" Mo Lin asked in confusion.
"It’s not just us; everyone in the East District thinks you’ll die." Feng Guo added.
Seeing Mo Lin remain silent, Hu Haqi added, "Would ten lives be enough?
As long as you nod, I can offer a hundred lives, a thousand lives, just to exchange for your one life."
That sense of urgency was overflowing.
From his very bones, Hu Haqi wanted to use life exchange to give Mo Lin a little more chance of surviving.
Even if it was just the tiniest sliver of hope, it was enough.