Chapter 539: Chapter 528: The Sword Cultivator Father
"I never expected Ye Sheng to be so formidable with a sword."
"His father is a Sword Cultivator after all, but Lin Shen’s moves are still a bit sharper. That’s the weakness of an Artifact Refiner; always busy with Artifact Refining, where do they find the time to enhance their combat skills?"
"But luckily, the Immortal Sword closed the gap a little."
Seeing that Ye Sheng was matching him move for move without making any progress, Lin Shen’s aura of evil grew stronger, because he knew that if he didn’t kill Ye Sheng today, he would be the one to die.
Why? Why should someone like Ye Sheng be so favored by the Heavenly Dao, taking all the good fortune? Why is it that my own devout pursuit of the Dao is so fraught with hardship?
If the Heavenly Dao were to hear this, it would probably die of anger. If Ye Sheng hadn’t been favored, he should be like most cultivators with Five Spirit Roots, with no hope for Foundation Establishment and Core Formation, instead of cultivating to the Void Refining Stage so swiftly. He may not have a distinguished family background, but what about his luck? Who had stronger luck than him in the beginning? To end up in this state today, it’s all his own doing.
But Lin Shen didn’t agree with this. He believed that someone like him, who diligently practices cultivation, should be the one to achieve the great Dao. He thinks it’s unfair for others like Ye Sheng to rely on elders and contracts to get ahead.
However, while he thought this, he never considered that he himself also had a contract with a spiritual beast and the Dark Netherworld Fire, and that person in his mind. If we’re speaking this way, he shouldn’t have the Yin Yang Pearl either, because after all, others don’t have these things, so isn’t he also taking a shortcut?
To put it nicely, Lin Shen’s way of thinking is arrogant; to put it bluntly, it’s selfish. He doesn’t allow others to have what he lacks, claiming it’s unfair, but if others lack what he has, it’s because they are incompetent—a typical double standard.
"Ye Sheng, die!" Lin Shen summoned his black flames.
This time, the cultivators felt that his flames were even more sinister, as if they contained the tormented howls of cultivators.
"He wouldn’t be using the lives of cultivators to nourish these black flames, would he?" some cultivators speculated.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around became alert. There’s indeed such a possibility! Otherwise, how could he have risen from Mid Void Refining to the Peak of Void Refining Stage in such a short period? Moreover, the flame does seem different from a few days ago, more malevolent, as if it wanted to amplify the darkest and most painful aspects of a person’s heart endlessly.
"Elder Zhao, we’ve received a message from the sect. Everyone from Four Seasons Peak who came to Liu Xian City is dead, without even a chance for their Divine Souls to call for help." While Elder Zhao was worried about Ye Sheng on the stage, the housekeeper came up to report the recent major events.
Elder Zhao furrowed his brows deeply. Although he didn’t like the people from Four Seasons Peak, he didn’t want to see them die mysteriously. The person responsible, are they targeting those who Practice the Heartless Path or the Tianyan Sect?
"No survivors at all?"
"None, and according to the sect, it seems that several elders died at the same time. The sect suspects a conspiracy and asked us to thoroughly investigate."
"Who could be so powerful that they could kill everyone at once, leaving no time even for their Divine Souls to escape and seek help?" Elder Zhao gasped. Although he disliked those people, he had to admit that those madmen practicing the Heartless Path were quite capable; not even an Earth Immortal could achieve such a feat!
For some reason, after hearing this, Elder Zhao’s gaze turned towards Lin Shen on the stage, feeling that he might be related to this matter.
"Oh no, the black flames are out again, Ye Sheng is in danger!" the cultivators sighed, feeling that there was no hope left for Ye Sheng’s survival.
The black flames completely enveloped Lin Shen, who revealed a gloomy and insane smile because he believed that Ye Sheng was certainly doomed this time.
"Die!"
Ye Sheng looked at him calmly, not revealing the fear Lin Shen expected. He then composedly unlocked one of the seals that Uncle Jin had placed on him, and within that seal was Uncle Jin’s golden-red flames.
He knew that Lin Shen’s black fire was formidable, but he trusted his Uncle Jin even more.
"What is that...?" As the golden-red flames appeared, some cultivators stood up in shock.
"I knew that the firebird that day had something to do with Ye Sheng!"
As the golden-red flames emerged, the hearts of all the cultivators gradually calmed down; they had all witnessed the power of those golden-red flames that day, and believed that Ye Sheng should no longer be in danger.
However, at this moment, Lin Shen’s forehead was covered in cold sweat, his eyes wide with disbelief.
How is it possible? How could there be flames even more formidable than his Dark Netherworld Fire?
But reality left him no choice but to believe, because the moment the golden-red flames appeared, his Dark Netherworld Fire visibly shrank, as if in fear.
What to do? What to do?
He cannot die; he has not yet achieved the great way, he absolutely cannot die.
At this moment, the person in Lin Shen’s mind also felt a surge of palpitations, because even he could not distinguish the nature of this flame, but at the same time, it presented him with an opportunity.
"Lin Shen, the Dark Netherworld Fire is no match for that flame."
"Then what should I do?" Lin Shenshen hated this, why? Why can’t he defeat Ye Sheng even now?
"There is only one thing we can do right now."
"What is it?" As long as there was a glimmer of hope, Lin Shen would not let go.
"I will take control of your body; only this way can I utilize my full abilities."
"But..." Lin Shen hesitated, how could he just give over his body to someone else?
"No buts, don’t you trust my character? Were the many years we spent through thick and thin together all in vain? We must decide now, or it will be too late. Do you really want to die at Ye Sheng’s hands?" the person urged.
"Fine!" Convinced by his words, Lin Shen gradually handed control of his body over to the other person, as instructed.
"Eh?" Ye Sheng was the first to notice that something was amiss, and instinctively used the Immortal Cauldron to shield himself.
"Buzz..." The Immortal Cauldron was struck and let out a sound that was both heavy and distant.
"What’s going on? Why has the attacking technique suddenly changed!" the cultivators discussed among themselves.
"What kind of move is that? Why have I never seen it before?"
"That’s not Lin Shen," Ye Qiu and the Feng Family’s Young Master said at the same time.
"What do you mean?" Elder Zhao asked, puzzled.
"Though the body is Lin Shen’s, the divine soul inside has changed," Ye Qiu clenched his fists, never expecting Lin Shen to have this trick up his sleeve, how dare he?
"Can this really work? Will Ye Sheng be alright?"
"I believe in Sheng’er, he definitely won’t be in trouble."
Even though a different divine soul was making the attacks even more formidable, the body remained the same and the spiritual power within it unchanged; no matter how formidable, how much more could it possibly do?