"You've been coming to Xiaoyun Temple so frequently these past two years, aren't you afraid someone might want to kill you?"
In the main hall of Xiaoyun Temple, Su Lin glanced indifferently at the young Taoist priest sitting on the chair beside him.
This person was none other than Chu Mo, but he had transformed into a middle-aged man, and his cultivation had reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, which was much higher than that of Su Lin.
Even so, Chu Mo still dared not be presumptuous in front of Su Lin, and was very cautious, even fearful.
"Who dares to kill me?!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Mo asked in surprise, "Brother Su, I am the direct descendant of an elder of the Longevity Pavilion, and last year I even became the sect leader's personal disciple! I am the leader of the younger generation of the Longevity Pavilion! I am the founder of Little Longevity Mountain!"
"Brother, you should know about the Little Immortal Mountain I set up. It's practically filled with the high-ranking descendants of the entire sect, and many of its members are also noble sons from other sects."
"With my status, who would dare to kill me? They'd be making a huge mess of things!"
Chu Mo was very confident. He hadn't been idle all these years. In the early days, he had set up his own faction in the Longevity Pavilion. However, there were many geniuses and noble children in the sect, so his little faction didn't attract much attention and he didn't have much power in his hands.
Later, with Xiao Linlin's secret guidance, Chu Mo changed his faction strategy. Instead of focusing on vying for power, he cultivated good relationships, provided assistance to others, and helped them rise to power.
Chu Mo fully utilized his deceptive skills to create the "VIP Immortal Cultivation Club" within the Longevity Pavilion, attracting a large number of young and powerful individuals to his side.
He avoids many harms by not competing or grabbing, and his generosity and willingness to help others earn him a lot of goodwill.
With years of operation and the secret support of Xiao Linlin and Xiaoyun Temple, Chu Mo's Xiao Changsheng Pavilion has long since broken out of the sect and become a well-known neutral cultivation group, known as the holy land that young cultivators from all major sects most want to join.
Su Lin did not answer, but simply pointed to the outside of the palace gate.
He sensed more than once that survivors would deliberately walk past the window, pretending to look at Chu Mo in the main hall casually.
Undoubtedly, even after all these years, people have not forgotten the humiliation of being deceived by Chu Mo.
If it weren't for Su Lin being there, Chu Mo would have been torn to pieces long ago.
"Oh well, it doesn't matter!"
Chu Mo laughed and waved his hand, "We're all on the same side now, so we won't be so petty! What's past is past!"
"When I first came in two years ago, didn't we agree that we wouldn't care about those things?"
"Huang Yi patted his chest and told me that none of his own people would cause trouble, and besides, with his elder brother in charge, I wasn't afraid at all."
Chu Mo stopped abruptly, scratched his head, and muttered, "I'm more afraid of you than them."
"Afraid of me?"
Su Lin raised an eyebrow, and Chu Mo shrank back: "Don't be angry... I just think you should spar with more people, find real strong people, and stop bullying me, this punching bag."
Speaking of this, Chu Mo was truly distressed.
Ever since he entered Xiaoyun Temple, he has been beaten up by Su Lin every time he comes, ostensibly as a sparring partner to verify the results of his seclusion.
At first, Chu Mo readily agreed, full of confidence. He felt that he was a level above Su Lin at the time, so even if he couldn't be sure of winning, he wouldn't lose too badly.
But who would have thought that Su Lin didn't even use any magic at that time! He relied solely on his physical body, using the simplest martial arts techniques to destroy all of my many wonderful methods, beating me until I vomited blood!
Most importantly, in order to allow these survivors to have a deeper understanding of the path of cultivation, the competition was to be watched openly among the survivors themselves!
The scene was absolutely joyous! Cheers and applause filled the air! These kids were having a blast, like it was New Year's Day!
Even worse, they would volunteer to spar with themselves, wishing they could beat themselves up again.
Fortunately, Su Lin gave him face and didn't let the others go on stage, probably because he was afraid that someone would take the opportunity to do something bad to Chu Mo.
After all, people genuinely hate scammers.
The existence of scammers is a contemptuous and oppressive act against everyone's intelligence, and a trampling on personal dignity, so no one can stand being scammed.
After his first defeat, Chu Mo returned home and worked hard to improve his skills. He would then confidently go back to Chu Mo's place, but without exception, he was beaten to a pulp every time.
Even though his skill level was constantly surpassing Su Lin's and he was firmly in a superior position, Su Lin always managed to beat him up in various ways during actual combat.
This behavior is absolutely outrageous!
It sounds nice to call it a friendly exchange, but Chu Mo doesn't really think so.
When good people spar, they don't use any cultivation or spiritual energy; they just beat each other with their fists.
When I was in the Golden Core stage, you beat me up like this, and now that I'm in the Nascent Soul stage, you still beat me up like this!
I'm already at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, and I'm about to break through again, and you're still beating me like this?
No, do I, the esteemed son of the Longevity Pavilion, have no dignity?
After that incident, Chu Mo refused to agree to Su Lin's request for a sparring match no matter what, even if Su Lin tried to force or coerce him, Chu Mo would rather die than agree.
He realized that he could never surpass the number one on the list in his lifetime, not even if he cultivated immortality.
This guy is even more freakish than Li Xingtian from Tianya Mountain!
Li Xingtian could also kill across borders, but at least he used proper Taoist techniques and supernatural powers from Tianya Mountain. But if Su Lin were to kill across borders... he probably wouldn't need just a pair of iron fists, and wouldn't even need to draw his sword.
Chu Mo was naturally unaware that Su Lin's astonishing difference stemmed not only from his unique physique and years of diligent cultivation, but also from Li Xingtian's constant, secret nourishment.
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