Chapter 712 - 710: Bitch?
"What a stroke of luck, sheer luck." Six-Eared Mingyue’s tone was laced with envy.
Wan Foli clutched his heart, blood dripping down his wrist to the ground.
His eyes were fixed on Mo Lin, a yearning expression surfacing deep within them.
To be honest, Six-Eared Mingyue felt the urge to snatch the item away.
Mo Lin waved his hand and grabbed the heart that Wan Foli offered, feeling a warmth coming from his palm.
"Thump, thump." The heart beat in the palm of Mo Lin’s hand.
"Thank you." Wan Foli bowed deeply to Mo Lin in gratitude.
"No need to thank me, as I’ve taken your item, I will get the job done.
We are an equal exchange." Mo Lin said calmly to Wan Foli.
Upon hearing this, Wan Foli felt relieved, lying on the ground, exhaling a sigh of relief.
A rare smile appeared on his face, as if he could already see Mo Lin avenging him by killing Hong Fan.
Wan Foli’s face gradually turned ashen, lying lifelessly on the ground.
His life came to an end.
Mo Lin held Wan Foli’s heart in his right hand.
After Wan Foli died, the characters on the heart seemed to come alive, black tadpole-like characters writhing swiftly, trying to escape.
Mo Lin raised his right hand and then firmly grasped the black tadpole characters in his hand.
The tadpole characters flowed through Mo Lin’s palm into his body.
Afterwards, Mo Lin gave Wan Foli a simple burial.
Allowing him to leave with a bit of dignity.
"Cultivating immortality? Do you understand it?" Mo Lin asked Six-Eared Mingyue beside him.
Six-Eared Mingyue came from the South District, with a large family and business, she knew a lot, so Mo Lin sought her advice.
"Survival of the fittest, natural selection.
This is the current state of the East District.
Those who survive will only grow stronger.
Cultivating immortality is a path that all practitioners will eventually follow.
By cultivation level, magic techniques are the most potent means, followed by divine relics, such as Fairy Yunxia’s Purple and Blue Treasure Sword.
Those who possess these means are the most formidable individuals.
Next are those with Immortal Techniques, or those with Immortal Ghost Skills, or Daoist Techniques.
Then come the Three-system Immortal Cultivators, those who have gained the power of the Three Immortals.
Finally, there is the non-mainstream cultivation.
That’s roughly it, and there are also some unique methods, like your Five Viscera Concealing Ghost Skill.
And Xin Ziruo’s Five Viscera Concealing Immortal Technique, these are special cultivation techniques.
The simple understanding is that those who know magic techniques are the most powerful.
Those with Immortal Techniques are second in power.
Then are the Three-system Immortal Cultivators.
Joining the Ten Thousand Immortals Country to learn the Immortal Techniques are called Three-system Immortal Cultivators.
But what they actually learn isn’t Immortal Techniques, they just receive the power of the Three Immortals.
As for Daoist Techniques, it’s the evolution to the extreme of Daoist Skills, comparable to Immortal Techniques.
For instance, Mo Lin’s Jingming Evil-slaying Swordsmanship could also be considered as a Daoist Technique.
"The item Wan Foli just gave you can help you condense Immortal Qi." Wan Foli said slowly to Mo Lin.
"Immortal Qi? This?"
Mo Lin raised his hand, a bright red Immortal Qi materialized in his palm.
Seeing this trace of bright red Immortal Qi, Six-Eared Mingyue rolled her eyes helplessly.
"That’s not it; I’m talking about real Immortal Qi."
Six-Eared Mingyue said to Mo Lin, "The colored Immortal Qi like the Three Immortals have."
If it weren’t for Six-Eared Mingyue’s explanation, Mo Lin would have thought that the blood-colored Immortal Qi was a kind of Immortal Qi; now it seems it wasn’t.
"If you can cultivate Immortal Qi, your power will be at least twice as strong as it is now, or even more."
According to Six-Eared Mingyue’s description, Mo Lin indeed hit the jackpot.
With the item obtained, Mo Lin was preparing to make a trip to Dragon City.
To help Wan Foli seek revenge.
As for Six-Eared Mingyue, she left, planning to return to her family to discuss Mo Lin’s matters with everyone.
Thus, the two of them went their separate ways.
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Dragon City.
This was once the territory of the Wan family, protected by Wan Foli.
It was once illustrious.
Later, Wan Foli vanished, and his close friend, Hong Fan, announced he would take over Dragon City and slaughtered Wan Foli’s family.
On the road were all those who possessed cultivation.
There were also ordinary people, but very few.
"I heard Master Yu Xiu is preparing a ghost-exterminating array to refine ghosts on Spirit Island."
While eating, Mo Lin overheard someone chatting at the next table.
There were less than three restaurants in the entire Dragon City, and those who came here to eat were all cultivators.
The topics they discussed were some current gossip matters.
"Refining ghosts? By Beihai’s ghosts?" another man asked again.
"Yes." The man nodded, answering: "Master Yu Xiu wants to refine ghosts to cultivate Immortal Qi."
"Beihai’s ghosts? Aren’t they Mo Lin’s?"
One man exclaimed, "Mo Lin was on Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain a few days ago, killing two Evil Buddhas, one major Evil Spirit, and even Su Yunling was killed.
For Yu Xiu to refine Mo Lin’s ghosts, isn’t this provoking Mo Lin?"
"You don’t know," the man said slowly, "there are rumors that Mo Lin suffered heavy losses during the Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain battle.
Even the Five-organ Ghost was injured, and now he’s no match for Yu Xiu." Mo Lin’s pupils shrank suddenly.
What he had in mind happened to come true.
Just as a thirsty man finds water, or a hungry one gets food.
Mo Lin had already been thinking about finding his Beihai Ghost, not expecting to get news so quickly.
After dealing with the current issue, Mo Lin would go to Spirit Island to rescue his ghost.
"That limping woman has come again." someone said, looking in the direction outside with a shake of the head.
"That woman, shameless enough, I would’ve committed suicide if I were her."
"Right, her existence disgraces the Buddhist family."
Mo Lin followed everyone’s gaze to see a limping woman standing at the door.
This woman supported herself with a stick in her right hand, wearing a simple black and white coat.
Her hair was draped over her shoulders, her cheeks pale; she wasn’t considered beautiful, nor ugly.
Just very average.
The woman ignored the stares from those around her and took a seat directly.
"Fu Qian, isn’t it shameful to survive by selling your flesh?" suggested a man, stepping out and questioning Fu Qian.
"Exactly, you even serve the enemy who killed your father, entirely shameless."
Fu Qian entered the house, hearing the taunting voices around her.
Everyone couldn’t stand someone as cowardly and selfish as her, willing to pay no heed to anything for survival.
Her family was all killed by Hong Fan.
Fu Qian didn’t even seek revenge and instead sold herself, serving Hong Fan.
Such discreditable moves naturally anger people.
"Because I want to; I can do as I please."
Fu Qian gritted her teeth, scolding at the group around her: "Keep running your mouths.
My brother is still alive.
He will surely come back.
Once my brother returns, he’ll ensure you mouthy people face the consequences."
There was a hint of unwillingness in Fu Qian’s eyes.
"Your family is all dead, you live in disgrace by selling yourself, don’t you have any dignity?" another man accused Fu Qian.
"Your mother..."
Fu Qian spewed angrily: "My brother is not dead."
I’m determined to live
I won’t die before seeing my brother."
The crowd, wary of Fu Qian’s connection with Hong Fan, could only talk but dared not take action to kill her.
"Slap!"
The crisp sound of a slap was heard.
This slap made Fu Qian’s cheek turn bright red.
Grimacing with pain, Fu Qian held her face with her right hand, not daring to make a sound.
The one who slapped her was Hong Fan’s girlfriend, named Wei Yan.
"Wretched woman, who allowed you to shout here?" Wei Yan degraded Fu Qian.