What Lin Chang’sheng didn’t expect was that the woman being hunted down—the graceful Golden Core Stage beauty—was actually Wan Wushuang of the Celestial Demon Sect!
She was the sa purple-clad girl whose butt he’d once groped back in that brothel in the secular world.
He still rembered: back then, this girl had been hunted by the righteous youngsters, forced into hiding at a brothel, becoming one of the working girls—until Lin Chang’sheng called her over and ended up spanking her for several hours straight.
Lin Chang’sheng figured,
Back then, Wan Wushuang must’ve hated his guts to death!
The mighty Saintess of the Demon Sect, a peerless prodigy, being treated like that—how could she not be pissed?
But that was then. Now that Lin Chang’sheng had taken on Yu Xiaochang’s identity, none of it had anything to do with him.
"Hmm, not bad. Still rember how springy and smooth it felt back then."
Staring at the hunted Wan Wushuang, Lin Chang’sheng’s eyes flashed with a hint of nostalgia.
At this mont, he stood at the peak of a mountain, hands behind his back, clothed in white, black hair fluttering in the wind.
"I’ve killed the Saint Heir of the Beimu Immortal Race, and their Celestial Concealnt is definitely after now. Lin Chang’sheng, Alchemist Zhang Han, Wei Wuji—none of these identities are safe; better stick with Yu Xiaochang for now!"
Lin Chang’sheng sized himself up, then in a flash activated the Bone Transformation Technique, transforming into a young cultivator around twenty-five or twenty-six, exuding an extraordinary aura—none other than Yu Xiaochang.
What’s more, Lin Chang’sheng deliberately exposed his cultivation at Foundation Establishnt Fifth Layer!
Yu Xiaochang was a low tier disciple of Liuyun Immortal Sect—not many people recognized him.
And even if they did, Yu Xiaochang had nothing to do with Lin Chang’sheng.
While Lin Chang’sheng was shifting identities, the four cultivators chasing and fleeing approached within a li of him in an instant.
Lin Chang’sheng noticed—the three pursuers were all Golden Core cultivators.
Two early stage, one middle stage—all radiating powerful auras. Judging by their robes, they all seed to be Beimu cultivators.
In a flash,
The four—one fleeing, three giving chase—flew right past Lin Chang’sheng. The purple-robed woman shot a panicked glance at him, showing a hint of disappointnt before speeding off.
As three Beimu Golden Core stage cultivators passed by Lin Chang’sheng, one—a middle-aged man in yellow, with a red birthmark on his face—looked Lin Chang’sheng over, then said to his companions, "Brothers, you guys go ahead. I’ll handle this little ant and snatch so spirit stones. Even a mosquito’s still at!"
"Junior Brother Mu, hurry up already!"
The lead, a Golden Core middle stage, nodded and shot after the purple-robed woman.
"Kid, tough luck bumping into your grandpa!"
The yellow-clad, red-marked cultivator sneered at Lin Chang’sheng, flicked his wrist, and a sword-shaped magical treasure whirled out, expanding to thirty feet long, slicing down toward Lin Chang’sheng’s head with a roar.
"Looking for death!"
Seeing this Beimu Golden Core early stage not even bothering with words and just going straight for the kill, Lin Chang’sheng’s eyes turned cold and he instantly used Close-Quarters Blink.
In that instant, Lin Chang’sheng’s magical power surged to his feet—his figure shot forth like lightning, instantly materializing right next to the yellow-robed Golden Core cultivator, punching out with full force!
At the sa ti,
A powerful Golden Core early stage aura exploded from Lin Chang’sheng’s body!
Imdiately after, his Nascent Soul early stage divine sense swept out, and a wave of Nascent Soul stage suppression crashed into the yellow-clad cultivator’s sea of consciousness.
"Aaaah... Ah! You... Nascent Soul Stage?"
"No, Senior... I, junior here, had no idea—"
Feeling the Nascent Soul stage suppression invade his mind, Mu Gaoyu was scared stiff, as if he’d plunged into an ice cave, his eyes filling with terror.
He’d thought this young man was just a Foundation Establishnt Fifth Layer ant—easy loot for so spirit stones. Never expected to run into a real Nascent Soul stage powerhouse!
"Boom!"
Mu Gaoyu didn’t even finish his plea when pain exploded in his belly—he collapsed, looked down, and saw a gaping, bowl-sized hole where his abdon used to be.
At the sa ti,
He felt the magical power in his dantian draining away, a wave of helplessness washing over him.
Ten feet away, the black-robed youth was holding a Golden Core the size of a pigeon egg, examining it with interest.
He knew exactly what that was—the Golden Core he’d spent over two centuries forging!
"No..."
Mu Gaoyu’s eyes widened in unwilling disbelief. His head lolled to the side and he died on the spot.
"Hmph! I didn’t intend to kill you guys, but since you asked for it, hey, free loot for ."
Lin Chang’sheng reached out to snatch the storage bag from Mu Gaoyu’s waist. His divine sense probed inside, and he looked visibly pleased.
As a Golden Core basic level cultivator, Mu Gaoyu had more than fifty thousand spirit stones in his storage bag, a few cultivation techniques, so jade scrolls, and all sorts of odd things.
"Beimu cultivator, huh? Since I’ve already started, may as well finish the job and kill the other two!"
Lin Chang’sheng’s eyes flashed, secretly making up his mind.
His figure disappeared, racing forward in an instant.
"Looks like I’ll have to use Celestial Demon Blood Escape to make it out alive! Damn!"
Wan Wushuang burst forward with all her speed, but the two Golden Core cultivators behind her refused to let up.
She’d just advanced to Golden Core Early Stage and had already killed two Beimu Golden Core cultivators—her magical power was running dry. Now another three Beimu cultivators had co after her, including one at Golden Core Middle Stage.
Right now, her magical power was nearly spent, but the two Golden Core pursuers still wouldn’t give up.
If this were her pri—even freshly advanced to Golden Core Early Stage—she’d have confidence to kill both of these guys.
But as it stood, her only option for escape was Celestial Demon Blood Escape. However, executing it would cost her dearly—her cultivation might fall back to Foundation Establishnt, which is exactly why she’d been holding off. She’d only just managed to form her Golden Core—it would suck too much to lose it now.
If she fell again, it’d truly be a loss not worth the price.
"Hahaha! Celestial Demon Sect Saintess—so that’s all you are! Let’s see where you think you’re gonna run!"
The Golden Core Middle Stage cultivator sneered at Wan Wushuang, coldness flashing in his eyes.
"Huh? Junior Brother Mu? He..."
Just then, Mu Rencheng spotted the black-clad youth approaching at Foundation Establishnt Fifth Layer—not far off—and his face changed dramatically, utterly incredulous. "What... How could this be?"
The instant he saw the black-robed youth rush forward, Mu Rencheng’s heart dropped. His divine sense swept over—only to discover Junior Brother Mu’s body had turned to ashes!
He understood perfectly well;
Junior Brother Mu was Golden Core Early Stage. If he couldn’t handle this Foundation Establishnt Fifth Layer youth, that ant the kid’s true strength was far from what he was showing!
Anyone who could instantly kill Junior Brother Mu had to be at least Golden Core Late Stage, maybe even Peak!
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