After scanning the bamboo flute, Lin Mo held the flute in his hands, a sharp light flashing in his starry eyes, "Hehe, quite interesting."
The Tan Family mbers and Xiao Nai all stood obediently to the side, watching Lin Mo holding the bamboo flute and murmuring to himself, puzzled expressions blood on their faces.
Tan Songtao clasped his hands and said, "Mr. Lin, we have already given you the Tan Family's treasure, please spare our lives."
"This object, place it at the Array Eye, and your Spirit Gathering Array can continue to operate," Lin Mo said, directly throwing out the materials from the unused Soul Summoning Wood he had initially set up in the Shu Province.
Tan Songtao took it, looked at it, and saw nothing particularly special about the piece of wood except that it was carved with various strange runes and a golden glow flickered across it.
"Is this the Soul Summoning Wood?" Tan Songtao exclaid in surprise, eyes wide, and he promptly placed the Soul Summoning Wood into the ancient well. Indeed, the Spirit Gathering Array in the courtyard began to function normally after a mont.
The Tan Family's cultivation entirely relied on the Spirit Gathering Array in this courtyard to accelerate their cultivation speed. If Lin Mo had actually taken the bamboo flute, leading to the Spirit Gathering Array's failure, it would have been a catastrophic blow to the Tan Family.
Therefore, when Tan Yun was being subjected to a spell, the Tan Family also did not want to surrender the bamboo flute.
But Tan Songtao hadn't expected Lin Mo to possess such divine skills that with a re wave of his hand, he could restart the Array—it was truly the work of an expert!
In the Tan Family Hall, Lin Mo toyed with the bamboo flute in his hands while the mbers of the Tan Family stood beneath him, eerily silent.
"How did this bamboo flute co about?" Lin Mo pondered briefly and asked Tan Songtao.
Tan Songtao relayed the entire story truthfully. A century ago, the Tan Family, the He Family, and the Hou Family were all disciples of the sa Master. After their Master's death, the families separated. Back then, this Grandmaster had left three treasures for the three families.
For the Tan Family, it was naturally this bamboo flute, whereas the He Family received two Magic Beads, and the Hou Family, a wooden sword.
However, Tan Songtao couldn't imagine why the Black Witch Sect would be interested in their family's bamboo flute. Although the bamboo flute was a treasure that assisted with cultivation, compared to the treasures of the Hou Family and the He Family, it was much weaker.
After understanding the situation, Lin Mo left the Tan Family with Yingzi. As for any retribution from the Black Witch Sect, Lin Mo didn't care. If they dared to co, he would simply kill them.
The biggest gain from this trip to Chuannan was undoubtedly this bamboo flute.
"Master, what kind of treasure is this bamboo flute really? It looks too ordinary, doesn't it?" Yingzi asked, puzzled. She had followed Lin Mo for a while and learned many things, but she still didn't quite understand why Lin Mo wanted this ordinary bamboo flute.
Lin Mo toyed with the bamboo flute, smiling faintly, "Take a look for yourself."
With that, Lin Mo lightly touched Yingzi's forehead with his finger. Suddenly, her mind seed to clear up, feeling an extrely mystical sensation, as if she could see through the heavens and the earth.
With wide, charming eyes, Yingzi looked at the bamboo flute again, her eyes filled with astonishnt, "Is this... all real? Is that a dragon?"
In her mind, she saw the splendor of various Martial Arts, Flying Swords like teors, flas burning the sky and earth. Countless Martial Arts Masters appeared one after another, so floating in the void, or riding on Flying Swords, and on the ground lay a dragon about a hundred ters long, covered with azure scales, a true Dragon of Huaxia!
"That's not a dragon, but a Jiao. A True Dragon is like an immortal, not descending to the mortal world, far away in the galaxy," Lin Mo explained.
"Master, what do these represent?" Yingzi asked curiously.
"Perhaps, on Earth, there are cultivators and immortal cultivators!" Lin Mo mused for a mont, his tone indifferent.
This, however, was good news for Lin Mo. The presence of real cultivators and immortal cultivators on Earth could greatly aid in enhancing his abilities.
In a deep secluded temple within the Chuannan Mountain Range,
an elder cloaked entirely in a black robe approached the door of a secret chamber and bowed, saying, "Young Sect Master, why don't we just go directly to the Tan Family and seize their treasures? Why must we involve the He Family and Hou Family?"
After the stone gate of the secret chamber slowly rose and opened, a young man with pale skin, a tall figure, and long black hair erged; his complexion slightly ill-looking pale. It was the Young Sect Master whose Divine Soul had been cut by one-third by Lin Mo.
"Do you think we are the only ones waiting for this opportunity? Joy Sect, Green Dragon Gang, White Tiger Association, and other Hidden Sects are all watching. If we act too obviously, they will notice," the Young Sect Master said in a low and hoarse voice, "And now, Lin Mo suddenly appears! Now, it's possible that he has already taken the treasure!"
"I need to go into seclusion. Also, allocate fifty billion and find an international super assassin organization. I want Lin Mo to have nowhere to be buried!"
After speaking, the Young Sect Master returned behind the stone gate.
anwhile, on a beach in Hawaii, inside a hut, a man, holding two blonde won in bikinis, suddenly opened his eyes and a sly smile curled at his lips.
He pushed the two blonde won aside and said softly, "Babes, wait for in my room."
After the won left, he opened an Apple laptop in front of him and then logged onto a website with a black interface, where green code cascaded like a waterfall and quickly revealed an English interface.
This secretive website, even if regular people knew the URL, could not be accessed without a specific key and was filled with all sorts of dirty dealings and murder contracts from the Underworld.
The man had logged onto a webpage deeply embedded in the cyber layers—the International Assassin Network!
There, various assassin organizations existed, and tasks were posted with nas and prices labeled.
"Lin Mo, Huaxia people, reward: fifty billion." A new entry appeared on the international assassin task list, marked in red, and highly conspicuous.
"Damn, it's been a long ti since there was such a big job," the black-haired man licked his lips, a cold, bloodthirsty smile gleaming as he stared back at the webpage, but his eyes suddenly filled with fury, "Hmph, I didn't expect those bastards from Soul Destruction to act faster than !"
On the webpage, tasks were sorted by price on the left side, including politicians and leaders of so countries, as well as super-rich moguls of international conglorates; however, the number of people with a hunting price of fifty billion was less than ten.
"Who exactly is this Lin Mo, for soone to put a bounty of fifty billion on his head?" the man frowned slightly.
He was indeed Cold Arrow, the ace assassin of the Godslayer Temple assassin organization, who had assassinated high-ranking officials from small countries and even a prince from a Second-level Country, making him one of the top figures in the international assassin circles.
On the right side of the webpage were rankings of various assassin organizations, with Godslayer Temple in the top ten of the International Assassin Organization rankings based on the status of the hunted and money earned in the last year.
As for who created this website, no one knew, but whoever had the ability to set up such a site undoubtedly had a powerful background.
Cold Arrow then clicked on an adjacent black skull icon, which listed the world's most dangerous individuals, including so super big shots that even so assassin organizations dared not assassinate.
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