Ti passed.
The fifteenth day.
"I’ve finally reached the seventh layer of Qi Refining!"
"Hell yes!"
Lin Chang’sheng sat in the stone chamber inside the cave, his body radiating a glowing luster. He opened his eyes, joy flashing across them.
At this mont—
He could feel that the magical power within his Dantian was double that of the sixth layer of Qi Refining!
Moreover, with this cultivation breakthrough ca an all-around boost—his Divine Sense was now twice as strong as before!
A powerful sense of strength filled his entire body.
In just fifteen days, he had swallowed 43 Spirit Storage Pills. On his 40th pill, his experience points had already reached the peak of the sixth layer, just a hair’s breadth from a breakthrough. He continued with three more pills, and finally broke through in one go, becoming a cultivator of the seventh layer of Qi Refining.
"Now that I’ve broken through, it’s ti to kill Murong Tian and open his Storage Bag!"
A look of anticipation flashed in Lin Chang’sheng’s eyes.
He reached to his waist and pulled out a Storage Bag—the very one that belonged to Murong Tian. Though over a hundred years had passed, it was still far more exquisite than the one Lin Chang’sheng had before.
He flipped his hand and brought out the Myriad Souls Banner, sending his Divine Sense inside.
The next mont—
Lin Chang’sheng’s Divine Sense appeared within a hazy space. Instantly, tens of thousands of Yin Souls sward in, gathering by his side, all looking at him with hope in their eyes.
"Everyone, rest easy. You helped forge the Yin Soul Slash, and I promised to let you enter reincarnation. Now, I will lift the restrictions binding you to the Myriad Souls Banner and set you free into the cycle of reincarnation!"
His Divine Sense avatar stood in the Myriad Souls Banner’s space, gazing steadily at the many Yin Souls. With that, he nodded to them all. As his Divine Sense stirred, black light sparkled across the space, and black chains appeared around every Yin Soul, binding them tightly.
With a wave of Lin Chang’sheng’s hand, aside from Murong Tian and Qi Hui, all the other Yin Souls had the chains on their bodies completely undone.
As the black chains faded away, all the Yin Souls looked utterly delighted. The old man who led them imdiately dropped to his knees before Lin Chang’sheng, bowing his head three tis with a loud crack.
With the old man leading, the tens of thousands of Yin Souls all knelt, grateful, bowing their heads in thanks—a truly spectacular scene.
"Please rise, everyone. Go on now!"
Lin Chang’sheng waved his hand again, opening the Myriad Souls Banner’s space. A swirling vortex appeared, and the Yin Souls whose chains had vanished soared into the vortex, disappearing from sight.
Now only two souls remained in the vast square within the Myriad Souls Banner.
One was Qi Hui; the other—Murong Tian.
Both were enemies of Lin Chang’sheng—one wanted to turn him into a Soul Seed, the other wanted to possess his body. Now, the two regarded Lin Chang’sheng with deep wariness. Fear shone in Qi Hui’s eyes, and at the sight of Lin Chang’sheng, he couldn’t help but edge backward.
"Murong Tian, let send you on your way."
Lin Chang’sheng looked at Murong Tian, murder gleaming in his eyes.
Just then, chains started snaking out inside the Myriad Souls Banner’s space, winding their way toward Murong Tian.
"Wait!"
Murong Tian stared at Lin Chang’sheng, his expression changing dramatically. "Would you let see Ji Ruyan one last ti? That’s the one thing I can’t let go of. My soul has endured for a century, all for her!"
In truth—
Murong Tian had no wish to die. eting Ji Ruyan was only part of it; if he saw Ji Ruyan, he might also find a decent body to possess and get to live for a few more years.
"Why should I help you?"
Lin Chang’sheng eyed Murong Tian coldly. He wasn’t about to do anything with no benefit to himself.
Ji Ruyan was a Golden Core Stage elder and seed quite close to Murong Tian. Bringing Murong Tian to see Ji Ruyan was practically asking to get killed.
"I know the location of a Golden Core loose cultivator’s cave mansion!"
"Just let et her, and afterwards I’ll lead you there myself!"
Murong Tian pondered for a second before answering in a low voice.
"A Golden Core loose cultivator’s cave mansion?"
Lin Chang’sheng narrowed his eyes at this, doubt creeping into his voice. "Sothing this good? Why didn’t you take it for yourself?"
"It’s a bit far from the Liuyun Immortal Sect, and back then I got sidetracked pursuing the strongest Dao Foundation. Besides, if your cultivation isn’t at least Golden Core, you’d get nothing from a Golden Core-level cave mansion."
"Later, Su Changkong set up, and I was trapped here for over a hundred years. So, what do you say?"
Murong Tian’s tone was grave.
"Fine, but you must open your Storage Bag first, otherwise forget it. And you’ll have to wait until you’ve led to the Golden Core Cave Mansion and I’ve obtained my opportunity there. Only after I advance to Golden Core will I consider letting you et Ji Ruyan!"
"You two seem close. If she finds out your current state, you think I’ll still be alive?"
Lin Chang’sheng’s voice was low and steady.
A Golden Core loose cultivator’s cave mansion would surely be loaded with treasures. It was worth exploring soday.
"You... I’m not trying to put you down, but with your talent, reaching the Golden Core is next to impossible. If you never break through, does that an I’ll never see Ji Ruyan again?"
"Besides, my soul is weak. I won’t last much longer!"
At Lin Chang’sheng’s words, Murong Tian grew desperate and angry.
"Is that so? Then I’ll just have to erase your soul."
Seeing this, Lin Chang’sheng narrowed his eyes, his tone cool and indifferent.
He didn’t buy Murong Tian’s crap about not lasting much longer.
Even if he only had three Spirit Roots, with the simplified system panel, advancing to Golden Core was definitely possible. If Murong Tian refused to open his Storage Bag, he’d have no choice but to finish him off.
"...Fine, I’ll open the Storage Bag. I’ll wait for you to reach Golden Core."
Murong Tian had no choice—for now, his soul was trapped in the Myriad Souls Banner, so he’d have to find another way out later.
With that, Murong Tian severed his Divine Sense connection to the Storage Bag.
The Storage Bag beca masterless. Lin Chang’sheng sent his Divine Sense inside in an instant.
"Whoa! Jackpot! Jackpot!"
As Lin Chang’sheng’s Divine Sense entered Murong Tian’s Storage Bag, his eyes instantly lit up.
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