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...
He was at the head of the crowd.
A young man in white was coldly observing the crowd, while a man in gray robes beside him said in a low voice, "Young Master Lin, we have checked everywhere, and there are indeed fewer than two hundred people."
"Are all the rest dead?"
"Except for a few who sensed something was wrong and left the ruins early, those who didn't come are indeed all dead. Apart from those who were lost in the internal strife, most of the rest died at the hands of one person."
"who?"
Lin Zixiong's expression grew increasingly gloomy.
Because he had already associated it with a name.
"Lin Jinglong!"
"It really was him!"
Lin Zixiong exuded an aura of royalty.
His aura intimidated everyone around him, causing astonishment and confusion among the crowd, who couldn't understand why this young prodigy of the Lin family was so enraged.
The gray-robed man said with a bitter smile, "My younger brother, Wu Qi, also couldn't make it in time. He probably died at Wu Qi's hands."
Lin Zixiong's gaze was gloomy.
He looked around and gritted his teeth, saying, "Qin Zhui has already set off. If we break through the main hall's formation here, he will definitely be able to kill Lin Jinglong."
Lin Zixiong and Qin Zhui have a bet on their relationship.
Whoever kills Lin Jinglong will receive ten Rank 6 Martial Emperor Pills, worth a Celestial-level martial skill.
But right now, he can't worry about that.
Lin Jinglong's indiscriminate killing was tantamount to undermining the very foundation of their Hidden World Alliance.
"In this situation, no matter what the final outcome is, I've already lost a lot of face. Lin Jinglong... you'd better die at Qin Zhui's hands, or I'll grind you to dust!"
Enraged, Lin Zixiong rallied the others around him, preparing to break through the great formation on the plaza leading to the main hall—the final step in exploring the ruins.
At this moment, Lin Jinglong...
They were also rushing towards the main hall.
In a passageway, his eyes flashed, as if a murderous intent was emerging. Almost instinctively, he dodged to the side.
"Buzz!"
A long sword suddenly appeared beside him, stuck in the rock wall next to him, almost piercing through his head.
"return!"
That clear, cold voice came.
The longsword suddenly withdrew from the rock wall and returned to the hand of the hidden expert.
A figure in black appeared silently.
It was Qin Zhui who had made the bet with Lin Zixiong.
The other party was holding an ancient-looking long sword.
He looked at Lin Jinglong with a cold eye.
His eyes held a chilling rage.
"Lin Jinglong, how dare you! You deliberately lured all the geniuses participating in the martial arts competition here, and now you're wantonly slaughtering them in this underground palace. You're too bloodthirsty; you can't be allowed to live!"
"Am I too bloodthirsty?"
Lin Jinglong did not recognize this person.
He chuckled.
"When your reclusive family ordered my execution, you high and mighty geniuses should have been prepared to die. Don't you even have that much awareness?"
Qin Zhui narrowed his eyes.
He looked behind Lin Jinglong.
Suddenly, his brow furrowed.
Why is there a Martial Emperor?
Wu Tongtian's expression was uncertain. He had only recently learned of Lin Jinglong's true identity and originally did not intend to continue following Lin Jinglong.
But in the end, he changed his mind.
There is only one reason.
The Ninth-Rank Golden Cauldron is in Lin Jinglong's hands!
Although he has already acknowledged Lin Jinglong as his master, he cannot take it away from him, but as long as he establishes a good relationship with Lin Jinglong...
There might be a chance to gain some benefits.
Wu Tongtian was a fifth-grade alchemist, while Lin Jinglong, despite his young age, was already a sixth-grade alchemist, further enhanced by the effect of the Golden Cauldron.
"It will be easy for this kid to become a seventh-grade alchemist in the future. If we curry favor with him now, we may have a chance to get some high-grade precious pills in the future!"
Wu Tongtian was filled with a myriad of thoughts.
So he stepped forward.
He sneered and said, "Qin Zhui, the prodigy of the Qin family, and I am Wu Tongtian, an steward of the Loose Cultivator Martial Arts Association. If you have something to say, you can talk to me. Don't yell at Master Lin!"
"What did you say?"
Qin Zhui was dumbfounded.
A martial emperor, calling Lin Jinglong "Master Lin"?
At this moment, Qin Suifeng's voice echoed in Lin Jinglong's mind. After the incident of seizing the cauldron, she led the Dragon Group to hide behind the scenes.
"This person is called Qin Zhui. He is a prodigy from one of the five great imperial blood families and is at the first-order Martial Emperor realm. Do not get entangled with him."
Why?
“My men told me that those geniuses are about to open the main hall. If you don’t hurry over there, it will be too late.”
Lin Jinglong's eyes flashed.
Although he had already obtained a lot of resources in the Pill Hall, especially the ninth-grade golden cauldron, which made him feel that he had obtained the greatest treasure in this ruin.
However, he has not yet broken through to the Emperor realm.
The unseen connection has not yet disappeared.
Lin Jinglong still planned to go to the main hall.
"No need for words, let's get started."
Lin Jinglong made a move to rush forward and fight Qin Zhui to the death, which caused the expressions of the others around him to change slightly.
Are we really going to fight?
Even Qin Zhui's expression changed.
"Hmph! Fine, you have helpers by your side, I'm not going to be stupid enough to get entangled with you. If you've got the guts, come and get me."
"Once we reach the main hall, I will make you understand that you are nothing more than prey."
"The rest of those prodigies all want to kill you. If you have the guts, come and get me!"
After Qin Zhui finished speaking, he turned and ran away.
Lin Jinglong and Wu Tongtian exchanged a glance.
"This guy is cautious."
"However, Master Lin, what he said makes sense. Before I entered the Pill Hall, I noticed that all the geniuses were rushing to the main hall."
"We've wasted a lot of time. If we go now, we'll probably be surrounded."
Wu Tongtian began to consider things for Lin Jinglong.
Lin Jinglong shook his head and said, "I owe you a favor for scaring Qin Zhui away. I'll repay you later."
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