Chapter 516 - 381: Mother and Child Blood Jade Fruit, Spirit Coffin Acquired

However, when the breakthrough happens, it’s also when the Three-headed Ice and Fire Python is at its weakest—making it the perfect moment for me to strike.

Hiss—

The Three-headed Ice and Fire Python let out another agonized roar, as its Qilin Armor and scales started shedding off its body, piece by piece.

Crash—

Lin Chang’sheng seized the opportunity, leaping up and charging straight toward the Spirit Coffin ahead.

The Three-headed Ice and Fire Python reacted fast, immediately spotting Lin Chang’sheng and launching an attack.

One of its heads spat out an overwhelmingly fierce Fiery Flame, but Lin Chang’sheng dodged it with ease.

At the same time, Lin Chang’sheng summoned two clones to draw the python’s attention.

For a moment, the python couldn’t tell which was the real one.

Meanwhile, Lin Chang’sheng’s true body sped straight for the Spirit Coffin.

The python realized Lin Chang’sheng’s target was the Spirit Coffin and burned with fury, unleashing a blast of Cold Ice.

Lin Chang’sheng definitely didn’t want the coffin frozen solid—it would make it almost impossible to claim.

"Undying Dragon Flame!"

Lin Chang’sheng slammed his palm down, sending streaks of flame shaping themselves into Divine Dragons.

BOOM—

The Cold Ice and Fiery Flame clashed instantly, shaking the place with a deafening explosion.

Whether it was that the Undying Dragon Flame countered the python’s Power of Cold Ice, or the python was just weakened mid-breakthrough,

the two forces were actually evenly matched for now.

Blocking the python’s attack, Lin Chang’sheng quickly stashed the Spirit Coffin in his Storage Bag and recalled his two clones.

"Xiaobai!"

Lin Chang’sheng shouted out.

This time, Xiaobai was obedient, bursting out of the Spirit Beast Bag in a flash.

But instead of using the Space Secret Technique to escape with Lin Chang’sheng immediately,

Xiaobai headed straight for the Spiritual Pool, opened his mouth, and sucked in all of its Spiritual Energy in an instant.

The python was absolutely furious now.

Not only did this guy steal his master’s Spirit Coffin, he even sent his damn fox to drain the pool dry.

It was like gorging yourself on a feast and then flipping the entire table—didn’t even leave a single crumb behind!

Hiss—

The python screeched again, overflowing with rage.

Then its third head locked eyes on Lin Chang’sheng—anyone who met its gaze would be petrified instantly.

But Lin Chang’sheng knew this trick all too well and snapped his eyes shut in advance.

After Xiaobai absorbed all the Spiritual Energy from the pool, he jumped into Lin Chang’sheng’s arms, spat out a ball of light, and wrapped Lin up inside; a moment later, the light compressed and vanished.

Lin Chang’sheng and Xiaobai disappeared from the stone chamber, and when they reappeared—they were back above ground.

The python tried to give chase, only to realize its own strength was totally tapped out—it was right at its critical moment of breakthrough.

So it could only give up and focus everything on its transformation.

As its scales and Qilin Armor kept shedding, a brand new armor was revealed underneath.

It was actually pink—making the Python look utterly bizarre.

And as its scales and armor kept falling away, the Three-headed Ice and Fire Python began to slowly grow a fourth head.

This head was silvery-white, sparking with arcs of lightning.

Wracked with pain, the whole stone chamber turned into a thunderstorm of lightning and thunder.

This metamorphosis lasted a good three or four hours before the python finally completed its transformation.

Meanwhile, Lin Chang’sheng had already fled thousands of miles away in those few hours.

Once the breakthrough finished, the python’s four heads melded together and slowly took the shape of an exquisitely beautiful young woman.

Her hair looked bizarre as hell—formed from countless tiny snakes winding around each other.

Once its head shifted to human form, the transformation continued with her neck, arms, torso, and legs.

A short time later, a naked young woman weakly lay on the ground.

"Even if you run to the ends of the earth, I’ll find you—Master! Xiaonan will never leave you!"

The woman murmured weakly, her eyes burning with murderous intent toward Lin Chang’sheng—mixed with deep longing for her master.

......

Above the Immortal Palace’s flying boat—

BOOM—

Gu Shan and Liu Feng were fighting the Three Great Elders of the Celestial Nether Sword Sect—and the match was too close to call.

Thunderous booms rolled on and on.

"Elder Liu, it’s such a pity—you just recruited that prodigy, and now today he dies! What a waste!"

Luo Shang sneered.

In his eyes, Lin Chang’sheng and company were being hunted by more than ten Integration Stage cultivators—no way they’d survive.

Right now, Elder Liu Feng’s face was clouded with worry.

He knew how bad Lin Chang’sheng’s situation really was.

Even a single Integration Stage cultivator was more than Lin’s group could handle—let alone a dozen or so.

Genuinely, Heaven is jealous of talent!

"This blood feud—we of the Immortal Palace will remember it. Old and new debts WILL be settled!"

Liu Feng spat furiously.

"Hahahaha—then I’ll be waiting!"

Luo Shang roared with laughter, clearly unfazed!

In the distance, Shen Chi came bolting over, looking battered as hell.

Soon enough, he landed in front of Luo Shang.

When Luo Shang saw Shen Chi’s disgraced look, he knew something was off.

"Lin Chang’sheng—dead or not?"

Luo Shang demanded.

"Replying... Elder Luo—Lin Chang’sheng and the rest escaped deep into the Ling Jiu Mountain Range. We chased them and ran into the Three-headed Ice and Fire Python. All the others died. Only I got out alive!"

Shen Chi stammered in fear, hoping Luo Shang would go easy on him.

"I asked: Is Lin Chang’sheng dead?"

Luo Shang’s eyes gleamed with murderous intent; he didn’t care about the rest—only if Lin Chang’sheng had been killed.

"R-Replying Elder Luo—n-not yet!"

Shen Chi answered shakily.

He could feel Luo Shang’s killing intent radiating out.

"Useless! Over a dozen Integration Stage cultivators and you still couldn’t kill a Void Refining brat—why keep you around?"

With that, Luo Shang raised his hand, about to pulverize Shen Chi to vent his rage.

"Elder Luo—spare me! That python was just too strong, we—"

"AH—"

Shen Chi hadn’t finished when Luo Shang blasted him dead with one strike.

"Elder Luo even kills his own—that Celestial Nether Sword Sect’s reputation is well earned!"

Liu Feng watched the ashen-faced, battered young man return only to be killed by Luo Shang, and instantly realized the hunt for Lin Chang’sheng hadn’t gone smoothly.

Maybe Lin Chang’sheng’s group was still alive—hope flared up deep inside him.

"Just you wait!"

If those idiots couldn’t kill Lin Chang’sheng, then fighting here any longer was pointless.

Luo Shang led the other two elders and withdrew.

Looks like this matter still needs careful planning; Lin Chang’sheng was a thorn in their side and HAD to be removed.

"Let’s go—head for the Ling Jiu Mountain Range!"

Liu Feng called out, hurrying off toward Ling Jiu Mountain Range.

On the road, Liu Feng and Gu Shan ran into Wang Huisheng, Hou Shaojie, and others looping back.

But Lin Chang’sheng was nowhere to be seen, so anxiety began gnawing at their hearts.

"Just you guys—where’s Lin Chang’sheng?"

Gu Shan demanded, annoyed.

Lin Chang’sheng’s life was worth way more than theirs.

"We ran into the Three-headed Ice and Fire Python... Junior Brother Lin told us to leave first. Right now—I’m afraid his odds aren’t good. Elder Liu, go check fast!"

Wang Huisheng urged anxiously.

They all assumed Lin Chang’sheng stayed behind to cover their retreat.

But when everyone arrived back at the edge of the cliff—

The whole place was quiet and still.

Except for corpses on the ground as evidence of the earlier fight, everything else looked like nothing had ever happened.

"Where’s Lin Chang’sheng’s body?"

Liu Feng asked in surprise—but maybe that meant Lin Chang’sheng hadn’t died yet.

"That brat’s not that easy to kill—maybe he lucked out!"

Gu Shan gazed into the bottomless chasm, muttering.

Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t stupid—if danger struck, he’d be the first to run.

If he stayed, then he must have had another plan.

"If he’s not dead, I’ll report back to the sect—have every disciple search for Lin Chang’sheng. We CAN’T let him fall into Celestial Nether Sword Sect hands!"

Liu Feng said anxiously—he didn’t dare just rush into the depths of that cliff.

Legend has it a Mahayana Stage cultivator went down there once—and never came back. High-risk, low-reward.

So Liu Feng could only return to report, letting the Sect Leader decide.

With that, Liu Feng led the disciples back toward the Immortal Palace.

Zhao Shuang’Er wanted to stay and keep searching for Lin Chang’sheng, but with Hou Shaojie and Wang Huisheng’s persuasion, she had to go back to the sect first.

If Lin Chang’sheng had survived, he would definitely come to the Immortal Palace to meet up with them.