Chapter 116 - 90: Your Master Lin Provokes Public Fury

Chapter 116: Chapter 90: Your Master Lin Provokes Public Fury

"That doesn’t seem to work."

"This is good enough, though. A few days of sleeping upstairs should do the trick."

Lin Shu was just worried that too drastic a change would make others notice the matter of the Essence Blood.

’But since I’m about to obtain several streams of Inheritance Spiritual Light, it’s impossible not to change at all. This look is perfect.’

"Hee hee, Lin Shu, Lin Shu! Quick, look at this!"

Yu Sheng scrambled onto the bed and fiddled with the cyan feathers next to her ears. Their tips glittered like gold, resembling two beautiful hair ornaments.

"..."

Lin Shu shot her a strange look.

’If this little one’s parents were still around, these things would undoubtedly cause some family disputes.’

"Go to sleep."

He got up from the bed and sat down at the table.

He still had nineteen strings of Sin Coins left, and he couldn’t just let the wolf cub starve.

Although he no longer needed to borrow its life force, he was still counting on the Filthy Moon Wolf Lord to reach adulthood so he could borrow some of its Core Formation Magical Power.

Besides, since the Qi Family had managed to build such a prominent reputation with their Divine Soul techniques, it meant this stuff was genuinely powerful.

’If I can master more of it, I’ll have the means to protect myself if the Demon-slaying Bureau ever comes after me for snatching the Qi Family’s Wolf Soul.’

"WOOF!"

The little black wolf cub scrambled to its feet, excitedly waiting for its master to feed it.

[Foundation Establishment Seventh Grade: Howling Moon Soul-Eroding Curse: Perfection]

’Even as a Half-Life Immortal Technique, it’s still only one of the Lower Three Grades. It would even be a struggle to use it against a Mid-stage Jade Liquid Cultivator.’

Under the black light of the Sin Coins.

The red moon appeared in Lin Shu’s eyes once more.

But this time, the wolf’s silhouette was gone.

’Where did it go?’

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly saw a shadow creep over the edge of the red moon.

Then, the shadow spread rapidly.

The moonlight dimmed as a terrifying shadow enveloped the land.

The Wolf Lord was devouring the moon!

The moment the shadow filled his vision, everything went black for Lin Shu. He felt as if he had plunged into a vast ocean, enveloped by a sense of powerlessness.

His Divine Soul felt like the red moon being slowly devoured, gradually shattering into fragments.

[Foundation Establishment Fifth Grade: Moon-Devouring Soul-Shattering Curse: Perfection]

Lin Shu gasped, like a drowning man suddenly pulled to safety.

Even with his Guarding Essence Root, that deathly, silent blackness—which seemed to bleach the very color from the world—was still terrifying.

He sat at the table, his breathing ragged. He only began to calm down after hearing Yu Sheng’s soft snores behind him.

’Using Merit Coins is as pleasant as spending Sin Coins is torturous.’

Lin Shu closed his eyes, pondering for a moment.

’Now that I have quite a few more techniques to rely on, perhaps I can consider what that group of Little Demons was talking about.’

The Spiritual Milk transformed from the Blood Spirit Stone.

’According to that one-eared youth, this stuff could even help that girl break through to the Core Formation stage.’

’It would be a real shame for something so valuable to end up in the hands of an Immortal Family.’

...

「The next day.」

「Inside the inn.」

The Little Mountain God wasn’t in today, but the cooks and attendants still prepared meals for the laborers as usual.

Although it was past noon, there were still plenty of people eating.

Yu Qing had barely set foot inside when he instinctively frowned and covered his nose.

He glanced at the miners, his expression a mixture of disgust and a strange, new glint in his eyes.

"I heard you came over first thing this morning to demand an explanation."

"What happened? Who’s upset you now?"

Yu Qing shook his head but entered the inn anyway, glancing toward Chen Xiangzhu, who sat not far off with a grim expression.

Steward Luo was sitting beside her.

"What’s it to you?"

Chen Xiangzhu sneered, for once not giving the Little Mountain God any face.

"Tsk, tsk. Look at you, all worked up."

Yu Qing sat down at the table. A few days ago, this Eight-legged Spider had made a fool of him, so when he caught wind of this, he certainly wasn’t going to miss his chance.

"It was just a few cultivators from the Great Shun Dynasty. Even without that Lin fellow, your disciples couldn’t have earned those merits on their own. They would have just died for nothing. If anything, you should be thanking him."

"..."

At his words, Chen Xiangzhu’s eyes narrowed, and her voice grew cold. "I would have preferred they die there. At least then they would have preserved the Chen Family’s dignity."

Of course, she was only saying that out of anger.

Although most of those who had guarded the pass last night were new disciples, Lu Yun was one of her core followers.

’But all these people could help her earn merit; how could she bear to let them die for nothing?’

The problem was that they had only survived because of that disciple from the Yu Family!

News of this would spread quickly.

Chen Xiangzhu could already imagine the disciples from Shihu City sneaking into this inn to ask those two damn people for Child Stones.

’If that really happens, am I supposed to just scrape by on the insignificant merit from guarding the pass from now on?’

’A dignified Immortal Descendant, reduced to picking scraps from a junior disciple’s bowl? Wouldn’t that make me no better than a stinking beggar?!’

That was why she had come to wait here since early morning.

But this wasn’t a solution, either.

"Aren’t you afraid?"

Chen Xiangzhu reined in her temper, intending to discuss a counter-strategy with the Little Mountain God.

Whether it was secretly eliminating that Lin fellow or joining forces to intimidate the other disciples, she couldn’t just let things continue like this.

"Me?"

Yu Qing was uncharacteristically calm.

He waved a dismissive hand. "I have no interest in your petty little merits."

"Petty little..."

Chen Xiangzhu’s eyelid twitched. She couldn’t understand where this newcomer got such nerve.

’Just a few days ago, he was shamelessly squabbling over a few dozen merit points. What makes him so high and mighty all of a sudden?’

"Does that mean Brother Yu has found a new source of income?" she asked, suppressing her temper and forcing a charming smile.

"I’m afraid that’s not for me to say."

Yu Qing now felt it was beneath him to associate with this group.

If this went through, he would be able to surpass this woman surnamed Chen in a very short time.