It’s not advisable to turn hostile now.
Mo Lin wasn’t foolish.
Turning hostile without sufficient strength.
That’s not called revenge, that’s called courting death.
Before coming here, Mo Lin guessed that Immortal Cultivators would be involved in the siege of the Cultivation Hall.
But he didn’t expect that all the Immortal Cultivators in Jinchuan would get involved in this.
If there were only a few Immortal Cultivators, Mo Lin could still make a move.
If all the Immortal Cultivators in Jinchuan were involved, then he had to weigh things carefully.
It’s not about whether to seek revenge, but about how to annihilate all the Immortal Cultivators in Jinchuan.
"They say you have a big temper, but I think you don’t have a temper at all," the dark-skinned man teased Mo Lin.
It was blatant humiliation.
Mo Lin just smiled without saying a word.
"It’s smart of you, there are nearly three hundred Immortal Cultivators in Jinchuan. If you dare to make a move, you’ll end up without a burial place," Jin Fu sneered at Mo Lin.
"Hahaha."
"Mo Lin is indeed sensible."
"He knows not to provoke us."
Laughter echoed around them.
Mo Lin also showed a smile.
Jin Fu and others were mocking, while Mo Lin had a cold smile.
Jia Li looked at Mo Lin in surprise.
He had imagined all sorts of scenarios, but never thought that Mo Lin would swallow his resentnt.
Seeing Mo Lin’s chilling smile, Jia Li couldn’t help but shiver.
"Brother Mo Lin, we didn’t take part in this," Jia Li thought for a mont and decided it was best to explain to Mo Lin.
No matter what Mo Lin planned to do next, it seed better to make a statent.
"Oh." Mo Lin slowly nodded.
Jin Fu stood up and walked towards Mo Lin, "Even though you won’t seek revenge now, it doesn’t an you won’t do so in the future."
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Mo Lin asked Jin Fu.
"I want you to abolish your own cultivation," Jin Fu expressed his idea.
"As long as you abolish your own cultivation, we won’t have any threats."
Jin Fu truly knew how to act based on individuals.
Seeing that Mo Lin had no temper, he directly ca up with an even more excessive demand.
Perhaps thinking that Mo Lin was afraid of them, he proposed such an outrageous demand.
"Don’t worry, after you abolish your cultivation, I assure you no one will trouble you," Jin Fu reiterated to Mo Lin.
Of course... Mo Lin didn’t believe his nonsense.
Mo Lin would only hold his fate in his own hands, never entrust it to soone else.
After abolishing his cultivation, Jin Fu would certainly co up with even more outlandish demands.
By then, it would be even more humiliating for Mo Lin than now.
Anger surged in Mo Lin’s chest.
Did they really think he was so easy to bully?
Mo Lin just wanted to temporarily endure.
This Jin Fu was eager to ride on Mo Lin’s neck.
Mo Lin planned to temporarily endure, but this Jin Fu treated him like a dog to be bullied.
Clearly, it was they who provoked, destroyed Mo Lin’s Cultivation Hall, and stole the Spirit Pill.
And now they wanted Mo Lin to abolish his cultivation?
Mo Lin glanced around.
The surrounding Immortal Cultivators hadn’t spoken, but the murderous intent in their eyes towards Mo Lin was unmistakable.
Clearly, they agreed with Jin Fu’s words.
At this mont, it was like a sword pressed against Mo Lin’s neck.
Even if Mo Lin didn’t make a move, Jin Fu and others would.
So, it was better for Mo Lin to strike first.
Mo Lin directly drew the Qin King’s Sword and slashed down at Jin Fu.
The move was swift.
Jin Fu retreated, dodging Mo Lin’s attack.
Mo Lin’s strength had waned, and even the force of the slash wasn’t as strong as before.
Had it been earlier, this slash would’ve certainly killed Jin Fu.
Although Jin Fu dodged Mo Lin’s attack, the man behind him wasn’t so lucky.
The man had half his face sliced off by Mo Lin, blood spattering everywhere.
As Mo Lin made his move, all the Immortal Cultivators in the teahouse charged at him.
The teahouse collapsed instantly.
Mo Lin raised his hand to release the Netherworld’s Nether Fire.
The pitch-black Nether Fire surrounded Mo Lin.
Mo Lin’s figure was thrown back in the air by over a dozen ters.
Mo Lin looked up and saw Immortal Cultivators all around.
At this mont, those Immortal Cultivators had only one thought: kill Mo Lin.
They had destroyed Mo Lin’s Cultivation Hall, taken his Spirit Pill, and were already in a life-and-death struggle with Mo Lin.
To prevent future retaliation from Mo Lin, they simply decided to kill him now.
If it was during his pri, Mo Lin could still resist sowhat.
But now, with only half his strength, he was greatly restrained.
Mo Lin used Immortal Techniques, but even his Immortal Mode couldn’t be manifested.
He could barely mobilize Immortal Qi to resist everyone.
More than two hundred Immortal Cultivators couldn’t be held off by Immortal Qi alone.
Mo Lin was exceptionally embarrassed at this ti, knocked back with wounds gradually appearing on his body.
The Nether Fire shielded Mo Lin from most of the damage.
Mo Lin glanced at the empty space behind him.
Yun Xue’xue shouldn’t arrive so quickly.
If Mo Lin couldn’t hold out, by the ti Yun Xue’xue arrived, she would only see Mo Lin’s corpse.
Mo Lin used the Ghost Skill.
The pitch-black Ghost Qi spread, followed by black blades slashing outward.
This move had particularly weak power, not even killing a single Immortal Cultivator.
It could only barely block the oncoming Immortal Cultivators.
"Brother Mo Lin, take the Spirit Pill."
Mo Lin suddenly heard Jia Li’s voice.
Mo Lin still had more than ten Spirit Pills on him.
He had never consud them.
Mo Lin suddenly had a thought: take the Spirit Pill, subdue the Heng and Ha Generals.
This was the only way to break the situation right now.
Mo Lin consud a Spirit Pill, and a warm current surged through his body.
Mo Lin directed this warm current to suppress the Heng and Ha Generals within him.
Mo Lin could only consu the Spirit Pills one by one.
Consuming too many Spirit Pills at once made them difficult to refine and absorb.
Seeing Mo Lin consuming the Spirit Pill, Jin Fu sneered with disdain.
"Struggling in vain."
In his view, Mo Lin was rely struggling before his imminent death.
It was useless.
With all the Immortal Cultivators in Jinchuan gathered there, Mo Lin couldn’t possibly stir up much of a storm.
Moreover, two Magic Control Level Immortal Cultivators hadn’t even made a move.
Jin Fu wasn’t afraid of Mo Lin at all.
With a Spirit Pill entering his body, the Heng and Ha Generals were gradually tad.
Mo Lin then consud another Spirit Pill.
While consuming the Spirit Pills, Mo Lin also had to fend off the surrounding Immortal Cultivators’ attacks.
From the depths of Jinchuan, Mo Lin was pushed out to the periphery.
Mo Lin was besieged, attacked from both front and back by over two hundred Immortal Cultivators.
He consud another Spirit Pill.
The resistance from the Heng and Ha Generals within Mo Lin dwindled again.
Mo Lin, covered in blood, looked particularly miserable at this point.
Blood trickled from Mo Lin’s head down his neck.
When Mo Lin consud the last Spirit Pill, the Heng and Ha Generals completely stopped resisting.
He had finally subdued the Heng and Ha Generals.
At this mont, Mo Lin’s strength returned to its peak.
Mo Lin directly used an Immortal Technique, the bright red Immortal Qi swirling around his body.
Creating a gust that forced everyone near him to retreat.
Everyone paused in surprise.
Mo Lin’s aura suddenly beca very strong.
What had been the aura of a Transformation Level Immortal Cultivator turned into that of a Magic Control Level Immortal Cultivator.
It felt like a completely different person.
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