Chapter Thirty-One: The Scarlet Python Appears

  "Ahh." A wisp of black gas floated out from the corpses of Du Han and the other person.

  Feeling the increasing killing intent within his body, Ling Lin secretly cursed: Indeed. As early as when he first cultivated the "Killing Intent Technique", Ling Lin had some doubts. The killing intent produced by a killer cultivator was much greater than that produced by a fierce beast. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been those legendary killers in history.

  Those who are known as ruthless and bloodthirsty, of course, kill cultivators.

  With his back against the poem, Ling Lin looked a bit awkward. At this point, there was no longer any danger. He didn't know how to face the figure that he had been constantly thinking about in his heart.

  The scene fell into an awkward silence.

  "Is this the reason for your sudden increase in strength?" Shī Níng broke the silence.

  "Hmm." Ling Lin replied, his shoulders slightly trembling.

  The poem is a heartache in the mind, Mingming is very mindful of him, Mingming misses him. But when they meet again, those words will still hurt both parties.

  There is a huge gap between them.

  She liked him, and in those days of escape, even on the verge of death, his figure appeared in her mind. Shi Ning knew that the young man in front of her had been deeply engraved in her heart, impossible to erase!

  A faint smile slowly bloomed on her face, and Shi Ning said in a gentle voice, "Can you take me back?" As if afraid that Ling Lin would disagree, she immediately added, "Just taking me to the city near the Qingyuan Mountains is fine."

  Since we can't be together, let's just enjoy this moment and make it the most beautiful memory in our hearts. Shi Ning smiled, but that smile seemed to have a hint of sadness and reluctance that couldn't be hidden.

  Ling Lin's body trembled slightly, and the sorrow in his heart was not a bit less than that of Shi Ning. His fists were clenched so tightly that his fingernails had already dug into his flesh. But Ling Lin felt nothing, for his heart was already filled to the brim with grief. His current strength was quite impressive, capable of easily crushing even those in the Xiantian realm. Yet, what did it matter? Even though the Qing Yuan Sect had declined, it still loomed like a massive obstacle between him and Shi Ning.

  "Ah!"

  Ling Lin's heart was screaming wildly, and a violent anger gradually rose from the bottom of his heart. A sudden coolness came out of nowhere, calming down the violence. Zi Lin's voice appeared in Ling Lin's mind, "Brother, there's no need to be like this, as long as you reach the Dongxu realm, can't you go and pick up that sister?"

  Yes. After listening to Zilin's words, Linglin suddenly became clear-headed and realized that he had been too anxious. As the saying goes, "onlookers see more clearly", Zilin's words directly and effectively solved this problem. Although his current strength is still weak, relying on the various cheating tools on his body, his devouring power, "Killing Immortal Technique"... reaching the Dongxu period is just a matter of time. Moreover, with his cultivation speed, it won't take too long either.

  After thinking clearly about all this, Ling Lin suddenly felt a refreshing sensation in his body, as if he had put down a heavy burden, with a sense of weightlessness. This period of time was really too oppressive.

  "Alright, I'll send you back." Ling Lin turned around, looking at Shi Ning, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

  Looking at Ling Lin now, Shi Ning's sharp senses felt that the boy in front of her seemed to have undergone a subtle change. But she couldn't quite put her finger on what was different about him.

  In the woods, two young people walked slowly. As if they had an unspoken understanding, neither of them hurried, lingering over the brief moments before parting ways. They returned to that familiar small cave once again. The familiar scent of roasted rabbit wafted out from within. Ling Lin focused intently, turning the rabbit roasting on the fire pit, while Shi Jing stood beside him, watching quietly. But at this moment, she was different from before. She wasn't staring at the rabbit meat that could make her drool; her gaze was entirely fixed on Ling Lin, who was roasting the rabbit. In the stillness, a hint of sweetness lingered.

  "Tomorrow we can leave the Lianyun Mountains." Ling Lin said softly while flipping the rabbit meat.

  "So fast." Shi Ning was slightly stunned, then reacted and let out a sigh, knowing that this was still because the two of them were controlling the speed.

  They walked out of Lianyun Mountains and the farewell was near. A thread of reluctance to part surrounded their hearts, neither of them spoke a word.

  The cave fell silent.

  ……

  The next day, two figures walked slowly through the mountain forest. As long as they passed by this stone forest in front of them, they would really leave the Lianyun Mountain Range.

  Even if I don't want to give up in my heart, there is no reason to stay anymore.

  The last leg of the journey seemed especially long. Two figures cast two long shadows in the sunlight.

  Suddenly, a strong sense of unease surged up from the bottom of Ling Lin's heart.

  "Not good!"

  Ling Lin let out a loud roar and swept up the poem Cong Cong beside him, suddenly flashing to an empty space on one side.

  "Boom!"

  A massive pillar of crimson light suddenly descended to the location where Ling Lin and the other person were just at. No dust was seen flying about. The entire ground seemed to have been poured with magma, directly burning everything into nothingness, a deep and bottomless giant pit appeared before Ling Lin and the other person's eyes.

  "Hiss." Shi Cong Cong took a deep breath, her eyes filled with shock. Just now she had no reaction at all, if it wasn't for Ling Lin bringing him to the side. At this time, herself would probably have directly become part of this void too.

  Hundreds of meters long, the red python was swirling in mid-air above Ling Lin's head. The ferocious python's mouth was slightly open, and the crimson light pillar that had just appeared was actually spewed out from its mouth.

  The Great Demon of Zifu Realm!

  Ling Lin did not expect that this old demon would be so relentless towards himself, and this time he did not detect its arrival. It can be imagined that the red python must have made sufficient preparations to come and kill him. What exactly had he done to make this old fellow harbor such a deep grudge?

  A glimmer of surprise flashed through eyes as large as lanterns, and the congenital boundary human in front of him was actually able to dodge his own breath.

  "Human. Why must you kill my son?" The giant python's massive snake head loomed, its voice thundering loudly, causing rocks to roll on the ground.

  The big demon in the Zifu realm basically already possesses normal human intelligence and can also speak.

  "Son?" As soon as Lin heard the red python's words, he instantly understood that it was a vendetta against his son. No wonder this old guy wanted to bring him to death. Looking at the red python hovering in mid-air, Lin gradually felt a sense of familiarity. Wasn't this just an enlarged version of that ferocious python? He didn't expect that the ferocious python guarding the Flame Fruit would be the son of this red python.

  "The voice of Chi Meng sounded again: 'That was my most outstanding son, who will definitely break through the Purple Mansion realm in the future, and even reach a higher realm. Now he has been killed by you. You die! Die! Die!'"

  The last word "die" fell. "Roar!" The giant python let out a deafening roar, its massive body hundreds of meters long suddenly plunged downwards.

  "Retreat!" Ling Lin rolled up the poem condensed beside him and quickly retreated. The purple mansion's great demon's momentum was too strong, and ordinary pre-heavenly realm had no resistance in front of it. Although Ling Lin could roam freely within the pre-heavenly realm, facing the ferocity of this red python, he knew that his current self had no chance of winning. Even thinking about escaping was a bit difficult, let alone with Po Jingjing by his side.

  With a poem condensed, dodging the red python's pounce, a Yuan force enveloped, Ling Lin threw Poem Condensed far away, shouting: "Run quickly!" If it were just himself, Ling Lin could still try to escape, but now, he knew that with Poem Condensed, there was no way they could outrun this red python.

  He threw the poem aside and looked up at Chi Meng. Since he couldn't escape, Ling Lin naturally quickly discarded his inner doubts and fears, leaving only a kind of frenzy, the frenzy of battle! Fighting an opponent whose strength completely surpassed his own was what truly made his blood boil!