Chapter 25: Slaughter Fairy Trick

  With a "plop", the calm river surface suddenly ejected a figure, Ling Lin stepped on the water's surface, ripples spreading from under his feet as he walked step by step towards the shore. His slender and robust body had water droplets rolling off it, shimmering with colorful light in the sunlight.

  Lying quietly by the shore, Ling Lin had been crazily killing fierce beasts for several days. This was his rare moment of peace. With his hands propping up his head, sunlight sprinkled on his face, and the ferocity between his eyebrows gradually faded away. At this moment, Ling Lin looked like a sunny and handsome boy next door.

  However, on his radiant face, there was a hint of confusion that couldn't be hidden. Where should he go next? Ling Lin asked himself. He had already reached the Innate Realm, and it was time for him to leave the Lianyun Mountain Range. Although the Lianyun Mountain Range was good, it was still fraught with danger, and who knows when he might encounter a powerful demon at the Violet Palace Realm that he couldn't outrun. Moreover, being isolated from the world for too long wasn't a good thing either. But where should he go? He had been in this world for about a month now, and he wouldn't return to the Ling family, nor could he go to the Qingyuan Sect... so where else could he go?

  There's another pressing matter, what about the cultivation method of the Innate Realm? He had already reached the Innate Realm, but suddenly found himself in a predicament - he didn't have a cultivation method for the Innate Realm. Without a cultivation method, his current strength would undoubtedly be discounted by several folds. This... Ling Lin felt a slight headache.

  Suddenly, Ling Lin felt a vibration inside the Qian Kun bag, it was the Zi Xue Sword. Ling Lin was somewhat excited, could it be that Zi Lin had awakened? These past few days, because he was about to break through to the Xian Tian realm, Ling Lin had placed the Zi Xue Sword in the Qian Kun bag, unexpectedly today there was movement.

  "Brother." A familiar voice rang out, and Ling Lin excitedly responded with "Zi Lin". Zi Lin had exhausted his soul's power because of him and fell into a coma. Ling Lin felt very guilty about it, knowing that excessive consumption of the soul's power was extremely dangerous, to the point where one could lose their soul, and Zi Lin was just a newly born sword spirit, even more fragile. "Brother won't let you encounter such danger again!" Ling Lin secretly made up his mind.

  "Brother, after waking up from my nap, my soul power has increased a lot." Zilin smiled happily, like a child showing off to his parents. "And there's even more, something else appeared here too." Zilin pointed with his finger.

  "What's gotten more? What thing?" Ling Lin asked in surprise.

  "There are so many messy things, it seems to be the memories of the previous owner of this purple blood sword. Hmm, it should be the memories of the original sword spirit that dissipated and now ran into my brain." Ling Lin pointed at his own head, his small face scrunched up tightly, as if still entangled in his mind about how some memories suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

  What is sending charcoal in the snow? What is timely rain? It's really lacking what comes. It's actually the memory of that ancient sword spirit, how can there not be a few magical skills in the memory of an old monster who has lived for unknown years? Maybe it's some earth-shattering ones, Ling Lin was so happy he wanted to jump up, if the purple forest in front of him wasn't a spiritual body, Ling Lin would have hugged it tightly and kissed its face. Can't blame him for being so out of control, just because the impact of the village after the mountain and river is really too strong.

  He only hoped that the technique was suitable for Xiantian realm cultivation. After calming down from his excitement, Ling Lin wasn't afraid of the technique being too bad, but rather he was very afraid that these techniques were too powerful and couldn't be cultivated in the Xiantian realm. If that's the case, he would really collapse, staring blankly at the treasure trove right in front of him, knowing that there were many peerless treasures inside, yet he couldn't enter no matter what. Wasn't this even more tragic? He hoped he wouldn't be so unfortunate. Ling Lin secretly prayed.

  "What memories?" Ling Lin asked tensely.

  "There are a lot of miscellaneous things, I need to sort them out." Zilin said with a worried tone, after a while, he slowly continued: "In my memories, most of them are the experiences of the Purple Blood Sword's master wandering around in various places, and some brief battle scenes. In addition, there are some introductions about various ferocious beasts."

  "Is there anything else?" Ling Lin asked anxiously.

  "Some." Zi Lin seemed to have also sensed Ling Lin's urgency and hastily said, "There are some elixirs, spiritual medicines, and memories of cultivation techniques!"

  "What is the method of Gong? Is there a way to cultivate it in the prenatal realm?" Ling Lin asked in a series of questions, revealing his inner unrest. At this moment, he was only focused on that method of Gong.

  Zilin closed his eyes, apparently sorting through memories related to the techniques. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said: "There are four sets of techniques in total. Three of them are complete, while one is incomplete towards the end. 'True Dragon Nine Heaven's Decision' is divided into nine layers of heaven, it is a technique that gradually transforms the mortal body into a powerful dragon, and when practiced to the end, can even transform into a true dragon, able to ascend to the heavens and descend into the underworld. However, the most basic requirement for this technique is that the practitioner must reach the 'Dongxu' state."

  "Dongxu Realm." Ling Lin repeated, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness. Indeed, he had guessed correctly - only an extremely heaven-defying and powerful cultivation method could catch the eye of the ancient sword spirit. However, which powerful cultivation method didn't have numerous requirements? At this moment, he wasn't being greedy for a cultivation method that was too powerful; he just hoped to find one that suited him to cultivate.

  "What else?" Ling Lin said.

  "The Chaotic Canon, absorbing the essence of all things, transforming into one's own body, merging into a single entity, achieving chaos." "What are its cultivation requirements?" Ling Lin interrupted Zi Lin's introduction impatiently. Now was not the time for him to choose a technique, it was the technique that chose him. Even if it were incredibly powerful, what use would it be if he couldn't cultivate it?

  "Dongxu realm." Zilin said.

  "It's still Dōng Xū Jìng." Ling Lin wailed in his heart, pinning his hopes on the other two.

  "Change of Heaven."

  "What's required?"

  "Yin and Yang period."

  "Is there really no innate realm that can cultivate the law?" Ling Lin felt like he was about to collapse, with such a powerful technique right in front of him, yet he couldn't cultivate it, it was just too painful.

  "Brother." Zilin called out softly and said, "Actually, there is another technique that can be cultivated in the Pre-Heaven Realm."

  "That incomplete one?" Lin's heart skipped a beat as he instantly reacted. Incomplete or not, it was still better than having nothing to cultivate. "How incomplete is it?" Lin asked, if it was extremely incomplete, he estimated that he would cry. This way, he could only wait until his cultivation reached the Void Hollow Realm before he could cultivate those few methods that were currently in front of him but couldn't be cultivated. But how long would it take for himself to break through to the Void Hollow Realm, Lin didn't know.

  "As long as it's not crippled, I'll cultivate it." Ling Lin gritted his teeth and thought to himself that once he reached a higher level, he could completely recreate the techniques of the previous stages. Because others' creations were definitely not the most suitable for him, if he wanted to become stronger, he had to walk out his own path. Therefore, almost every powerful cultivator would create their own technique in the later stages. However, it also depended on whether he could cultivate to a certain level. If a cultivator at the Purple Mansion stage shouted about creating techniques, they would definitely be laughed to death. The Purple Mansion stage was still far from being able to create techniques, and those who could create techniques were all top-notch experts.

  Just as Ling Lin was lost in thought, Zi Lin's voice rang out: "You can only cultivate up to the Yin-Yang realm, there is nothing beyond that."

  Yin-yang realm, for the current Ling Lin, only exists in legend, not even having the qualifications to look up to. The entire Dali Kingdom may not have a single Yin-yang realm cultivator.

  "Is it Yin Yang boundary? That's enough!" Ling Lin said firmly, "What kind of kung fu is this?"

  "It's called 'Killing Immortal Decree'." Zilin said slowly.

  "Murderous Immortal's Decree." Ling Lin silently recited it once, and in an instant, a gust of aura akin to a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood rushed forth.