Chapter 572 - 409: Bountiful Harvest, Celestial Emperor City, Crisis Approaches (Part 2)

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As soon as he hit the ground, Zhao Gang spat out a mouthful of blood.

It was obvious his Inner Mansion was severely injured.

"S-stop! Stop fighting! I admit defeat! I’ll give you all my treasures—"

Zhao Gang raised his hand in surrender, but in truth he wasn’t willing to give up—he was just trying to buy time.

As long as his men arrived, even if they couldn’t kill Lin Chang’sheng, at least he could escape.

But how could Lin Chang’sheng not see through that?

"If I kill you, won’t your treasures still be mine?"

Lin Chang’sheng sneered.

Hearing this, Zhao Gang realized he probably had no hope of surviving today. He immediately turned to run.

But with the Corpse Puppet and Lin Chang’sheng attacking from both sides, he had no chance to escape at all.

"Die!"

Lin Chang’sheng seized the opportunity. The instant the Corpse Puppet sent Zhao Gang flying, the Evil-Breaking Blade Aura in his hand erupted with dazzling brilliance, unleashing a Celestial Vault Godslaying Slash.

As soon as the Blade Aura shot out, space itself seemed to be ripped apart, twisting and distorting.

The sky looked like it was collapsing, carrying a terrifying, overwhelming pressure.

BOOOOM—

The mighty Blade Aura struck Zhao Gang’s upper body, pinning him straight into the ground. The entire Qingfeng Cliff was blasted apart, countless rocks flying everywhere.

A Blade Aura hundreds of yards long carved a deep scar into the earth. Any of the bandits at Qingfeng Cliff who didn’t escape in time were killed instantly.

After all the dust settled, Zhao Gang lay at the bottom of a deep pit, his body shattered.

The Blade Aura in his chest cut so deep his bones were visible.

"An Integration Late Stage body is really this tough?"

Even Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t help being a little surprised.

If it had been an Integration Early or Middle Stage cultivator hit by that strike, they would’ve been cleaved clean in two.

Yet Zhao Gang, in the late stage of Integration, survived. His physical body really was monstrously strong.

"I... I really never thought... I, Zhao Gang, would end up—cough, cough—"

Bitterness filled Zhao Gang’s heart. He’d imagined a lot of ways he’d die, but he’d never expected this.

Killed—by some young man.

"Rest in peace on your way!"

Lin Chang’sheng strode forward, stomped on Zhao Gang’s chest, and finished him off right there.

Zhao Gang’s Divine Soul shot out, but couldn’t escape the Celestial Soul Banner’s snare either.

Having slaughtered all three, Lin Chang’sheng collected their Storage Bags and started rooting through them.

This haul was nothing short of fantastic.

Their Storage Bags together contained eighty thousand Immortal Crystals, twelve Lower Grade Celestial Spirit Treasures, and one Middle Grade Celestial Spirit Treasure.

Nine Immortal Techniques—three of which Lin Chang’sheng picked out: Long Blade Wind-Breaking Technique, Fierce Tiger Flipping Mountain Palm, and Vajra Formless Skill.

This Long Blade Wind-Breaking Technique was none other than the Supreme Saber Technique of the Long Saber Sect. Worth learning indeed.

And the Fierce Tiger Flipping Mountain Palm could even merge with the Soul-Devouring Poison Palm.

Vajra Formless Skill could be merged with the Nine Heavens Dragon God Poison Body.

Merging them would greatly amplify the power of his Immortal Techniques.

"G-Great Immortal, spare my life and give me the antidote! I’ve done everything you wanted!"

Not far away, the burly man who’d led the way earlier was kowtowing like mad to Lin Chang’sheng, now scared out of his mind.

He never imagined Lin Chang’sheng would be so terrifying—even Zhao Gang at the Integration Late Stage couldn’t touch him.

He’d thought Lin Chang’sheng was walking to his death—but who could’ve guessed things would turn out like this?

If he stuck by Lin Chang’sheng, he’d only be killed for sure.

"Don’t be impatient. The rest of the sub-hall’s men haven’t shown up yet. When they’re dead, I’ll let you go."

Lin Chang’sheng replied calmly.

"Thank you, Great Immortal! Thank you—!"

Upon hearing this, the big man kept bowing in gratitude.

But he didn’t know yet—once the others arrived, he’d still have no way out.

Would Lin Chang’sheng really spare a traitor?

When the time came, the bandits of Qingfeng Cliff themselves probably wouldn’t let him off either.

Whooosh—

After an incense stick’s time, several figures tore through the sky and landed before them.

All of them had Integration Stage Cultivation.

When they saw Qingfeng Cliff in ruins, every one of them was utterly stunned.

They’d assumed only a Mahayana stage powerhouse could have destroyed Qingfeng Cliff.

But after searching around, they discovered only Lin Chang’sheng and one other man—who barely had Integration Early Stage Cultivation—were left on the ground.

"You’re the one who destroyed Qingfeng Cliff? Who the hell are you?"

One of the elders hovering in the air barked fiercely.

"The one who’s going to take your lives!"

Lin Chang’sheng popped a Pill, recovered his Primordial Power, and stood tall.

There were nine of them, each at the Early Stage of Integration—one was at Middle Stage.

Clearly, Qingfeng Cliff’s strength was no joke. No wonder no one wanted to mess with them.

But today, they ran into Lin Chang’sheng. It was just their bad luck.

"Arrogant bastard!"

"Wang Shuo, you betrayed Qingfeng Cliff and sided with this man—so what’s the point of keeping you alive?"

"Yeah! Our Qingfeng Cliff doesn’t spare traitors. No doubt you killed the Village Chief too!"

"What are we waiting for? Kill them and avenge the Chief!"

...

The crowd around was boiling with rage, as if they wanted to tear Lin Chang’sheng and Wang Shuo to pieces.

The burly man behind Lin Chang’sheng stumbled back in terror.

"I was forced, I had no choice! He killed everyone—you want someone dead, kill him!"

Wang Shuo trembled with fear. He didn’t expect this—looks like his odds of surviving today were nil.

"He’s dead for sure—and you can forget about escaping!"

Someone roared, and threw a Palm Seal down at Lin Chang’sheng.

Lin Chang’sheng saw the Palm Seal incoming and immediately slashed with his blade.

The Blade Aura ripped the Palm Seal apart in midair, making his opponent’s pupils go wide in shock.

Fortunately, the man reacted instantly and dodged, or he’d have died right then and there.

"Don’t be careless—his Spirit Treasure is an Upper Grade Celestial Spirit Treasure! All together—kill him!"

The old man who’d first chastised Lin Chang’sheng shouted a warning.

At that, everyone whipped out their Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures.

All kinds of attacks rained down furiously on Lin Chang’sheng.

Sword Aura, Blade Aura, Spear Aura—all manners of killing intent.

Facing a sky full of incoming attacks, Lin Chang’sheng sent out his Corpse Puppet to intercept each one, then unleashed the Nine Heavens Dragon God Poison Body and Blood Demon Devouring God Skill.

His Cultivation and Physical Strength instantly soared to Integration Middle Stage.

With that much Primordial Power and raw might—

They didn’t stand a chance against Lin Chang’sheng now.

Where the Blade Aura passed, blood flew.

In less than half an incense stick, all nine Integration Stage cultivators had been slain one by one by Lin Chang’sheng.

As for the burly man named Wang Shuo—he didn’t escape either.

But it wasn’t Lin Chang’sheng who killed him—he died at the hands of his own allies.

"Not bad—quite a haul!"

Lin Chang’sheng gathered up all their Storage Bags and found ninety thousand Immortal Crystals, sixteen Lower Grade Celestial Spirit Treasures, and a massive stash of Celestial Silkworm Earth Treasure herbs.

He also found a White Jade Plate. After sending his Divine Sense in, he discovered it actually stored a Pill Formula for the Yun Shen Pill.

"Time to head for Celestial Emperor City."

Stashing all the loot into his Storage Bag, Lin Chang’sheng prepared to leave for Celestial Emperor City.

Once there, he could slowly study everything he’d gained—learning all the Immortal Techniques and pill formulas at his leisure.

...

Celestial Emperor City.

Inside a restaurant.

Four young men sat together sipping wine.

A handsome youth hugged his sword blade as he watched the city gate of Celestial Emperor City in silence.

"Senior Brother Shen, you should let us handle this! How much trouble could an Integration Early Stage disciple cause?"

"Exactly. The moment he steps into Celestial Emperor City, this will be his burial ground!"

"The title of Celestial Palace’s top genius is yours, Senior Brother Shen! Lin Chang’sheng is nothing!"

...

The three young men around him spoke boldly.

From their words, it was clear—they were all disciples of the Immortal Palace.

And the man known as Senior Brother Shen was Shen Yu—the spy that the Celestial Nether Sword Sect had embedded in the Immortal Palace.

The Celestial Nether Sword Sect wanted him to kill Lin Chang’sheng, and Shen Yu was happy to comply.

Every move the Immortal Palace made was under his watchful eye.

And this time, Lin Chang’sheng’s mission wouldn’t escape his notice either.

So Shen Yu called together three Immortal Palace disciples to wait here. The moment Lin Chang’sheng arrived in Celestial Emperor City, they’d strike and annihilate him.

But what they didn’t know was that Lin Chang’sheng had already slaughtered more than a dozen Integration Stage cultivators at Qingfeng Cliff—including Zhao Gang at the late stage.

If they found that out, who knows if they’d reconsider their plan?