Chapter 142 - 98: The Three-Month Agreement

Chapter 142: Chapter 98: The Three-Month Agreement

It was a feat that made countless Immortal Descendants green with envy.

The more senior members among the Yu Clan Descendants, in particular, sent one Jade Scroll after another to Shihu, hoping to get in touch with this disciple.

Unfortunately, their messages all vanished without a trace.

It wasn’t until a cold snort echoed from the City Lord’s Mansion that everyone finally calmed down.

Normally, Yu Duchuan should have been delighted to have such a formidable warrior under his command.

But because of his previous evaluation...

...this situation was undoubtedly a slap in his face.

’Great. First it was Yu Sheng, and now Lin Shu has gotten on his bad side, too.’

Fan Qingyang stood on the street, smiling wryly to himself.

At Yongzhou Pass, having too little fame was a problem, but having too much was no good either.

Aside from his own Master’s displeasure...

...the Great Shun Dynasty would also hear the news.

Even if they weren’t after any Spirit Medicine and Treasure Ore, they wouldn’t continue to sit idly by, if only to save face.

It was a situation anyone could see, yet his own Master seemed oblivious, showing no intention of addressing it.

If this went on, something bad was bound to happen sooner or later!

Fan Qingyang wanted to warn Lin Shu, but the image of his Master’s faintly furious face made him slowly halt his steps.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Lin!"

"Greetings, Senior Brother Lin!"

As a figure in a dark cyan robe stepped into the city...

...disciples from both the Chen and Yu Families immediately stopped and bowed to him.

This was hardly the etiquette shown between peers; it was clearly the reverence reserved for a master!

Their respect for Lin Shu even surpassed that for Yu Sheng herself.

Had it been any other Immortal Descendant, no matter how useful the disciple, they would have inevitably grown suspicious and found a way to put him in his place.

This was to avoid a situation where the servant grew stronger and bullied the master.

But Yu Sheng just happily ran her inn, its business growing more prosperous by the day.

Like a little fool, she was completely oblivious.

*Whew.*

Lin Shu walked slowly into the inn.

’The Wind-Riding Mountain Patrol Divine Technique is truly formidable.’

’I don’t even need to use its full power. Just revealing twenty or thirty percent of its effect allows me to travel leisurely between dozens of Signal Towers.’

’Because I held back...’

’...it just looks like a high-quality Light Body Technique that I happen to have cultivated to Perfection.’

’Plus, I’ve deliberately avoided notice, and my "Tribulation" Spiritual Root conceals my aura, so I don’t have to worry about being discovered at all.’

He had gone on patrol today and earned seven or eight strings of Sin Coins.

He had to admit, these Merit and Sin Coins were getting harder and harder to earn lately.

Even though he had distributed the Child Stones to all the Signal Towers outside Shihu City, if the Great Shun Dynasty’s Cultivators simply didn’t come this way, there was nothing he could do.

In the beginning, a single trip out would net him at least ten-odd strings of Sin Coins and Merit Coins.

He could go out four or five times per guard rotation.

In the latter half of the month, the Sin Coin earnings were cut in half, and sometimes he wouldn’t get a single Merit Coin.

This was because the disciples probably guessed that Senior Brother Lin wanted to accumulate enough merit to ascend to the position of Mountain Master.

So whenever an Enemy Cultivator appeared, regardless of whether they could win the fight, they would crush the Child Stone first and ask questions later.

They’d get a twenty percent cut in the end anyway.

’Counting this latest haul, I’ve earned 133 strings of Sin Coins.’

’Merit Coins are fewer, but I still have over sixty strings.’

’It sounds like I’ve made a lot of moves, but in reality, the total is about the same as one trip to the White Teeth Mine.’

’Oh well. This is just a trial ground for Foundation Establishment Disciples, after all. I can’t ask for too much.’

Lin Shu composed himself and returned to his room.

He lifted his gaze toward the void.

The Sin Coins he had earned during this period had come in bit by bit.

Since each haul of ten-odd strings wouldn’t even make a splash when invested into a Core Formation Immortal Technique, he had used them all to feed the Filthy Moon Wolf Lord.

The results were not insignificant.

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

Not only had this raised the Immortal Technique from Fifth Grade to First Grade Perfection, but its name had also started to blur again.

It had clearly reached the threshold of a Core Formation Immortal Technique.

Lin Shu had also discovered two other issues.

His Body Tempering Technique advanced through Blood Qi, and the Miasma Thunder was inherently a Thunder Technique.

It seemed that Core Formation methods were all linked to the ambient energy of the world.

If he relied solely on Sin Coins to upgrade them, without the aid of external objects, the cost would be far greater than he had imagined.

Beyond that, there was the difference between his two Immortal Descendant Illusions.

WOOF WOOF!

The Filthy Moon Wolf Lord had been its master’s sole favorite recently and was feeling absolutely ecstatic.

It had already entered the Dao Essence Perfection Realm and was getting closer and closer to breaking through. Reaching adulthood was just around the corner.

When that time came, it would possess a body of Core Formation Magical Power that he could borrow!

The Calamity-Crossing Cyan Simurgh, however, was different.

Lin Shu had also tried feeding the Cyan Bird, but its Realm never advanced in the slightest, as if it had already reached its limit.

Therefore, he had simply saved up all his Merit Coins, waiting for Yu Sheng to manifest her Cyan Qi so he could gamble on a Core Formation Technique.

’Is it because your soul is only that of a juvenile Immortal Descendant?’

Lin Shu mused, stroking the head of the Cyan Simurgh Illusion with his fingertip.

He lowered his gaze to the Filthy Moon Wolf Lord beside it, a flicker of trepidation growing in his eyes.

’If the inherent quality of the soul determines the level an Immortal Descendant Illusion can reach...’

’...then as I’ve been feeding it Sin Coins, I’ve felt as if this Wolf Lord has no upper limit at all.’

’Or perhaps, the amount of Sin Coins I’ve earned is just a drop in the ocean, completely unable to touch that limit.’

’If you are just a splinter of a soul, then who did you come from? It couldn’t possibly be a Golden Core master, could it?’

...

Lin Shu looked toward Yongzhou again. The red clouds churned like a vast ocean, terrifyingly dense.

He recalled how, just after leaving Black Water City, Yu Xin had addressed him as "Young Master."

Only now, after learning about Immortal Descendants, did he understand the gravity of that title.

’What was Yu Xin’s identity?’