Chapter 284 - 226: Bringing Shame Upon Oneself, Immortal Spring Tempering and the Spirit Pool

When Lin Chang’sheng saw Cao De, his face turned dark. This bastard not only had a wayward heart, but also the guts to act on it!

Every time he saw this guy, Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t help remembering that time he got chased with his pants down, swinging for dear life.

"Daoist Cao, long time no see! Just a stroke of luck!"

Lin Chang’sheng replied modestly.

Other than his taste for married women, this guy really wasn’t too bad otherwise.

Now that he’s completely fallen out with the Liuyun Immortal Sect, they’re treating him like an outright enemy.

Yet Cao De still greeted him with a smile and a joke.

"Ahem ahem— Cao De, don’t disgrace yourself. What’s the use of chatting with a traitor? Unless you want to leave the sect and end up like him yourself?"

Li Jiantang coughed heavily a few times, reminding Cao De with a warning.

If he were stronger, he would’ve struck and killed Lin Chang’sheng himself by timer—no way he’d be standing here staring him down.

"Brother Lin, let’s catch up sometime—heh heh—"

Cao De didn’t mind, just shot a hello and slipped back.

Lin Chang’sheng can make it on his own, but the rest of them can’t.

Without a sect’s protection and resources, their cultivation would hit rock bottom overnight.

Monsters like Lin Chang’sheng only come around every thousand years. Who could compare?

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t take offense, just nodded a little, then eyed Li Jiantang with a clear hint of hostility.

If Li Jiantang hadn’t spoken up, Lin Chang’sheng wouldn’t even have bothered with him.

But since Li Jiantang had started something, how could he just take the insult lying down?

That just wasn’t how Lin Chang’sheng rolled.

"What? Planning to betray your master and ancestors next?"

Li Jiantang saw Lin Chang’sheng’s unfriendly stare and immediately straightened up too.

If the Sect Leader were here, he’d have already ordered this little bastard’s execution—couldn’t let him grow out of control.

Otherwise, even the Liuyun Immortal Sect might not be able to handle him someday.

If only Li Jiantang knew right now that both Jiu Wushang and Nie Buping, those two Demon Sect Sect Leaders, had already been killed by Lin Chang’sheng... Wonder what he’d be thinking?

Would he still have the guts to spout such arrogant nonsense?

Without another word, Lin Chang’sheng unleashed his Late Stage Nascent Soul divine sense, utterly suppressing Li Jiantang, sending him tumbling toward that horde of black-armored beast insects.

Just as he was about to get torn apart by the swarm, Lin Chang’sheng finally pulled back a bit.

This freaked Li Jiantang so bad his hair stood on end, sweat the size of beans breaking out on his forehead—a serious close call.

If Lin Chang’sheng hadn’t let up, he’d have been bug food for sure.

"T-This is... Nascent Soul Great Cultivator Level divine sense?"

Li Jiantang was so shocked he could barely speak, sheer terror clutching at his heart.

But Lin Chang’sheng’s only at Early Stage Nascent Soul—how does he have a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator’s divine sense?

Could it be because he reached the top of the Refining God Ladder and got some kind of boost?

"Chang’sheng, Elder Li didn’t mean it. Please forgive him this time, would you?"

Ji Ruyan pleaded for Li Jiantang’s sake.

She knew Li Jiantang loved glory, but at least he wasn’t as underhanded as Su Changkong.

"Since Elder Ji asked, I’ll let it go this once. But if you shoot your mouth off again, I’ll kill you myself!"

Lin Chang’sheng waved his hand, sending a tremendous wave of magical power crashing out, launching Li Jiantang flying like a rag doll.

Much as anything, Liuyun Immortal Sect had shown Lin Chang’sheng some kindness.

He’d studied there for a while, after all.

As long as they didn’t provoke him, Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t be bothered.

This time he acted because Li Jiantang crossed the line. If he didn’t teach him a lesson, everyone would start thinking they could talk crap right in his face.

"You—"

Zhuge Buping saw his mentor get swatted away like a fly and rage surged in his heart.

But he didn’t explode—talented as he was, he just couldn’t compare to Lin Chang’sheng right now.

Lin Chang’sheng glanced around but didn’t spot Zhao Fuhu anywhere, so he dropped it.

If he’d found Zhao Fuhu, he’d absolutely have put him down on the spot.

If it hadn’t been for Zhao Fuhu, Yu Wenjing never would have been captured by Celestial Concealment and hauled away.

"Elder Ji, if you don’t mind, how about coming with me to the eleventh floor? That way we can cover for each other."

Lin Chang’sheng offered.

If he were still in Golden Core Late Stage, he’d have to lay low. Once found, he’d be hunted down, no question.

But now, Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t afraid of any of the other three Demon Evil Sea powers.

With a Late Stage Nascent Soul Corpse Puppet in hand, his strength couldn’t be underestimated.

"That sounds good to me!"

Ji Ruyan responded right away.

Since Lin Chang’sheng was willing to travel with them, all the better—one more card up their sleeve.

No one knew what dangers might lie ahead in the last two floors of Sea God Tower.

"After you!"

Lin Chang’sheng gestured, inviting everyone toward the Teleportation Stone Platform.

"Brother Lin, long time no see! Congrats on reaching Nascent Soul!"

Gao Ziyue blushed crimson as she greeted Lin Chang’sheng. She barely got the words out before dashing away without giving him a chance to reply.

"Congrats to you!"

Consort Ling kept it polite, then went after Gao Ziyue.

The group headed first through the Teleportation Array to the eleventh floor space.

Leaving Li Jiantang and the others behind, glaring with rage.

"Master, that punk is too much—no respect for his elders! If Liuyun Immortal Sect hadn’t trained him, he’d never be this strong,"

Zhuge Buping said angrily.

He’d wanted to blow up earlier, but just wasn’t strong enough.

Could only eat humble pie for now.

"The priority is finding the Sect Leader. We’re not his match at all. If he hadn’t held back, I probably would already be—"

Li Jiantang trailed off there, too spooked by what had just happened to keep talking.

Cao De kept his mouth shut, acting the part of someone whose own arse was out of harm’s way.

Thinking to himself, well, that’s what you get for running your mouth.

...

Eleventh Floor, Sea God Tower.

Lin Chang’sheng and his group had just teleported in when they found themselves standing before an endless ocean.

Scattered all around were countless islands rising from the waves.

Bands of intensely concentrated spiritual energy billowed out from each and every one of them.

Their group sliced through the air, heading quickly toward one of the islands.

Hovering above the archipelago, they saw that at the very top of every island sat a giant Spirit Pool, shrouded in dense mist.

That was no ordinary fog—this was spiritual energy so thick it had condensed into a physical Spiritual Mist.

"Looks like we’re not the first ones here!"

Lin Chang’sheng spotted several figures already soaking in the Spirit Pool of one island.

Among them: Hall Master Ding Changhai from Yin Yang Hall, Jiang Yuyan from Celestial Demon Sect, and Empress Yin Fu Junyue of Taiyin Island.

The three bosses of the Demon Evil Sea forces gathered in one place?

"Let’s go—those islands are all taken by the Demon Evil Sea sects! Better look elsewhere,"

Ji Ruyan urged in a low voice.

As long as those three were busy, best to keep away. If they got caught, there’d be no getting out alive.

Lin Chang’sheng saw that there were plenty of islands here—no sense starting a fight for a Spirit Pool right now.

He picked a different island instead, intent on soaking up as much Immortal Pool energy as possible first.

"So the kid really broke through to Nascent Soul?"

Just as Lin Chang’sheng left, Hall Master Ding Changhai from Yin Yang Hall frowned.

"Only Early Nascent Soul... He won’t get far! Let’s absorb all the Immortal Pool’s Spirit Marrow and see if he can survive what’s coming,"

Jiang Yuyan from Celestial Demon Sect shot back, then closed her eyes again to focus on the Spirit Marrow.

Off to the side, Wan Wushuang watched Lin Chang’sheng walking with Gao Ziyue and Consort Ling, and was fuming.

That guy’s really got gorgeous girls at his side? What a damn bastard.

Back when he rescued her, she’d thought he was love-struck and loyal.

Never thought he’d be such a wild playboy after all.