Disciple, You Are Invincible, Go Down the Mountain!

Three years ago, he was the young master of the most prominent family in the capital, but due to his grandfather's superstition, he was sent to a Taoist temple where he suffered hardship yet ma...

Chapter 163 The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Spirits!

"call out!"

Dozens of invisible spiritual swords pierced through Tianji's body.

He collapsed to the ground on the spot, all the meridians in his body had been severed, and the dignified Martial Saint was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

"You must be from a reclusive family!"

"Only they possess this kind of Taoist art!"

"I was wrong, I messed with the wrong person!"

"Please, let me go!"

Tianji lay on the ground coughing up blood.

Lin Jinglong stepped forward and stood in front of him.

"You know a lot about reclusive families?"

“I…” Tianji seemed hesitant, but his eyes quickly hardened. “I’m just a dog they keep. Ninety percent of the profits from the Black List are transferred to my superiors.”

"You come from the same background as them, so why do you act like you know nothing about them?"

"If you had revealed your identity as a member of a hidden family earlier, I would never have dared to kill you!"

Tianji looked at Lin Jinglong with a bitter expression.

Lin Jinglong fell silent.

Although he possesses the bloodline talent of the Lin family, and his bloodline purity appears to be quite high, ultimately he has no connection with any reclusive family.

If there is any, it's a deep-seated hatred!

However, he did obtain crucial information from Tianji's words.

There's someone behind the blacklist.

Tianji is just a domesticated dog.

How do I find your superior?

Lin Jinglong grinned.

He realized that he was getting closer and closer to uncovering the Lin family's secrets.

"The superior I contacted is at... Kunyuan Club!"

After saying this name.

Tianji pleaded, "If you go to the Kunyuan Guild Hall, you'll naturally find people from hidden families. Can you let me go now?"

But before Lin Jinglong could speak...

Tianji's expression suddenly changed drastically. His face stiffened and turned pale, his mouth gaped open, and he instantly lost all vitality.

"It's that kind of soul-binding secret technique again."

Lin Jinglong never intended to let him go.

This person is two-faced and not trustworthy, but I really need to visit the Kunyuan Guild Hall in a few days.

Let's see if we can find any clues about the Lin family.

Just then, footsteps came from behind.

"This is the Soul Severing Technique, a secret technique passed down among reclusive families. This person's strength has reached the Saint level. In addition, the person who performed the secret technique on him was not very skilled, which allowed him to say a few more words. Otherwise, he would have died the moment he revealed the secret."

Lin Jinglong turned his head and saw several men in black robes, the leader of whom was an ordinary-looking young man.

He held a jade slip in his hand.

Who are you?

Hunyuan Daoist and Shen Potian rushed over.

Liu Huo ignored the two of them.

He smiled and stared at Lin Jinglong.

“I am a special envoy of the All Souls Society, sent by the Ancestor to inform you to join the All Souls Society.”

"Never heard of it."

Lin Jinglong shook his head.

I won't elaborate on the Flowing Fire.

Instead, he picked up the jade slip and infused it with a bit of his divine sense, as if he were plucking a string on a musical instrument.

This made Lin Jinglong's mind wander.

The strange spiritual essence he had stored in his nascent soul, which was a wisp of divine consciousness of the mastermind behind the Immortal Sitting Mountain Technique, suddenly stirred.

And he tried to control his nascent soul.

"I understand now. You deliberately released that Immortal's Mountain-Sitting Manual?"

Seeing that Lin Jinglong had reacted, Liu Huo nodded in satisfaction.

“That’s right. That’s what our ancestor used to recruit talented people. Since you were able to break that seal, it means you are a talented person and qualified to cultivate the Immortal’s Mountain-Sitting Technique. Therefore, you can join the Myriad Spirits Society.”

"They hold the same status as me; they are both special envoys!"

"I'm very confident," Liu Huo said.

"I refuse!"

Lin Jinglong naturally shook his head repeatedly.

The reason he left that wisp of soul alive instead of killing it outright was to lure out the mastermind behind it all.

So this is the All Souls' Society.

I just don't know how big they are.

And what kind of strength does that ancestor possess?

Upon hearing his refusal, Liu Huo's expression suddenly darkened, and he picked up the jade slip again.

"If you still can't see things clearly at a time like this, then I'll have to teach you a lesson. The divine soul that our ancestor has placed inside you can take your life at any moment!"

"You're welcome to give it a try!"

Lin Jinglong looked at him with a mocking expression.

That jade slip must be the remote control for manipulating that wisp of spiritual energy. It might work against others, but it's not effective against Lin Jinglong.

That Ancestor of Ten Thousand Spirits must first be a cultivator, and must also possess the Nascent Soul level!

But in this world, apart from his master, Daoist Qinglong, no one else can reach this level, at least according to the information Lin Jinglong currently possesses.

"Since you're courting death, then I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"

Liu Huo snorted coldly.

He took the jade slip and began to manipulate it.

Lin Jinglong used his Nascent Soul to suppress the restless wisp of divine soul and began to converse with the Hunyuan Daoist beside him.

"Junior Brother Lin, what's wrong with this person?"

He was rubbing a broken jade slip vigorously, like a madman.

"Should I go and teach him a lesson?"

The Primordial Daoist had just advanced to the Great Perfection of Martial Venerable and was in a state of great pride, completely disregarding all the heroes in the world.

Lin Jinglong appeared calm and collected.

"You can ask Zhang Junhu about this another day, and he will explain it to you naturally."

"how so!"

Liu Huo's expression suddenly broke down.

His hands were trembling as he held the jade slip.

The Immortal Sitting on the Mountain Technique has failed?

Lin Jinglong remained unmoved throughout!

The ancestor's soul was clearly parasitizing his body, yet it had no effect whatsoever!

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