Chapter Twenty: The Demonic Child

  At the moment when Shi Ning was shocked, Ling Lin himself also felt a hint of doubt. The first to break through was actually this Leng Ling Jue. Although he knew that his cultivation speed of Leng Ling Jue was quite fast, he didn't expect to have underestimated himself, and it had only been a few days, yet he had already cultivated to the ninth layer. If this cultivation speed were to spread out, all the disciples of Qing Yuan Sect would probably go crazy.

  Ling Lin didn't know that the reason he could cultivate so quickly was because of his tyrannical devouring power. When cultivating in the Martial Dao realm, one would convert spiritual energy into true energy, but when cultivating the Ling Spirit Decision, one had to convert true energy into Ling energy. Ordinary cultivators wouldn't have so much true energy to cultivate the Ling Spirit Decision, so unknowingly, their bodies would gradually resist the Ling Spirit Decision, causing their cultivation to slow down more and more over time.

  Only Ling Lin, who possesses the power of devouring, would not be afraid of insufficient spiritual energy and could make such rapid progress in cultivating the Soul-Refining Seal. After all, breaking through to the Martial Dao realm requires not only sufficient true energy but also corresponding enlightenment. Although the Soul-Refining Seal seems difficult to cultivate, it actually only requires sufficient true energy to support cultivation. This is simply tailor-made for Ling Lin!

  In the vast ocean of knowledge.

  When the Ling Spirit Decision broke through the ninth layer, as more and more true energy poured in, the entire sea of consciousness also produced a slight tremor. Finally, under a series of tremors, the sea of consciousness suddenly expanded by half.

  The Ninth Layer of Heaven has been formed!

  Ling Lin stood up, a vast and powerful aura burst forth from his body, clenching his fists, an overwhelming feeling rose from the bottom of his heart. His strength had increased by nearly double compared to before, Ling Lin secretly thought that even if he didn't use sneak attacks, he could now rival a cultivator who had just entered the First Heaven realm. Now, even if he encountered those two people again, with the help of the Purple Blood Sword, he might not be completely powerless. Wait, Purple Blood Sword? Ling Lin was shocked, yesterday when he escaped with the help of Zi Lin, he only managed to hastily put away the Purple Blood Sword in his Qian Kun bag, and during his desperate escape, he didn't even have time to check on it. Only now did he feel a sense of unease. What had happened to Zi Lin?!

  "Zi Lin, Zi Lin..." Closing his eyes, he inserted his consciousness into the Qian Kun bag, and Ling Lin called out to the purple blood sword. He was so neglectful that after yesterday, Zi Lin had not contacted him again. Zi Lin was just a newly born sword spirit, and yesterday... Thinking of this, Ling Lin's heart became even more uneasy. At the moment when Ling Lin was anxious, a weak voice echoed in his mind: "Brother."

  "Zi Lin!" Ling Lin's heart was overjoyed.

  "Brother, I'm useless, I didn't kill that guy." Zilin's weak voice was filled with self-blame.

  Ling Lin felt even more self-reproach, and softly said: "Zi Lin has done very well, it's all brother's fault. How is Zi Lin now?" Feeling Zi Lin's weakness, Ling Lin asked with some concern.

  "It's just that the consumption of spiritual energy is too great, it will be fine after a rest." Zi Lin said.

  Learning that Zilin was fine, Linglin also let out a long sigh of relief. If something had happened to Zilin because of him, he would probably blame himself for the rest of his life.

  Consciousness withdrew from the Qiankun bag, and Ling Lin slowly opened his eyes to find Shi Ning staring at him with a strange expression. "What happened?" Ling Lin asked in confusion.

  Looking at this guy still with a bewildered face, Shi Ningning twitched the corner of her mouth and said in an odd tone: "Has Leng Ling Jue reached the ninth level?!"

  "Hmm." Ling Lin nodded.

  "Has the ninth layer of the Martial Realm been reached?!"

  "Hmm." Ling Lin continued nodding.

  "You've been practicing for less than a month, right?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "Where did you go, how did you cultivate? Are you even human?!" Shi Ningning suddenly shouted like a mother lioness who had been stimulated. She originally thought that her cultivation speed was already fast enough, but compared to the guy in front of her, it was simply 10,000 miles apart. Shi Ningning vowed that from now on, whoever said she was a genius and had a fast cultivation speed would have to fight with her. If she was a genius, then what was this guy, a monster? Shi Ningning's heart let out a weak wail, it was too crushing.

  "It's just like this cultivation." Ling Lin murmured.

  "Alright, you win." Looking at Ling Lin's bewildered face, Shi Ning could only let out a weak cry of despair. This pervert.

  "Heh heh." Ling Lin rubbed his head, dryly laughing. He also knew that his cultivation speed was a bit terrifying, having lived two lifetimes and merged with the original owner's soul of this body, plus the power of devouring, his advantages were just too great. If not for fear of cultivating too quickly and causing his foundation to be unstable, Ling Lin estimated he would already be breaking through to the Pre-Heaven stage by now.

  Shi Ning seemed to not want to dwell on this issue too long, hurting her own confidence. She changed the subject and said: "What's next? Those two guys are probably still lurking around here." Unconsciously, they had already formed a circle with Lin at the center.

  "How's your recovery?" Ling Lin asked, looking at Shi Ning. He himself had only lost strength, so he recovered quickly, but Shi Ning was truly severely injured. Although there were some healing pills, one night's time was still too short after all, and it was unknown how much she could recover.

  She wrinkled her elegant eyebrows, looking somewhat dissatisfied. "Poetry" said: "It's only recovered about six layers of strength."

  "Six floors." Ling Lin muttered, this obviously still can't compete with the opponent. "For these few days, we'll temporarily avoid them again, wait until you recover, and then we'll settle accounts with them properly." Recalling yesterday's narrow escape from death, Ling Lin's eyes gleamed with ferocity, saying fiercely.

  "Hmm." Shī Níng replied softly.

  ……

  In the evening, the flames danced inside the cave, casting a reddish glow over the small space. The wild rabbit skewered on the bamboo sword had been roasted to a golden brown, and the oil dripped onto the fire pit, making a sizzling sound. The enticing aroma wafted through the cave.

  Tore off a rabbit leg and handed it to Shi Ning, who was drooling on the side. Ling Lin and the others began to enjoy their dinner. The soft and tender rabbit meat was full of fragrance after one bite, and with the sweet and refreshing spiritual fruits, Ling Lin and the others ate very happily.

  "No way, I didn't know you had this kind of skill." Shi Ning's mouth was stuffed with rabbit meat, and she spoke unclearly to Ling Lin.

  "It's great, right?" Ling Lin said with a smile, savoring the tender and smooth rabbit meat in his mouth. These past few days, he and Shi Ning had been living extremely comfortably, not at all like they were fleeing from pursuit or in danger, but rather like they were on vacation. The fierce beasts didn't dare to provoke them, but the various small wild animals in the mountains became a delicacy for Ling Lin and Shi Ning, paired with some spiritual fruits, making their days very enjoyable.

  Wiping the grease from his mouth, Ling Lin stood up, gazing out at the distance through the cave entrance, and said slowly: "Since we've come all this way, we can't just leave empty-handed, can we?"

  Although the Lianyun Mountains are extremely dangerous, Linglin and the two of them were only in the outermost area, so as long as they didn't unfortunately encounter some natural dead ends or Zifu realm great demons, or some groups of Xiantian realm demon beasts, as long as they were careful, relying on their own strength and Po Jing's strength, there was no great danger.

  After several days of careful exploration, Linglin and Lin had planned out some relatively safer places.