Lin Tian let go of his hand, looked at her face, chuckled and said that his feelings for Ling Yelan were probably like picking up a child since childhood and teaching her how to become a person.

"Why are you crying? You are not a child anymore in terms of age. You won't cry."

After wiping the tears from his face, Ling Yelan looked at Lin Tian's face, as if he wanted to engrave Lin Tian's appearance in his heart forever.

With his hand on Ling Yelan's forehead, a ray of purple air shot out from his fingertips, shining on Ling Yelan's forehead.

Suddenly, a light blue flower appeared on Ling Yelan's forehead. The petals were very thin, floating in the air like feathers, and were soon blown away by the wind.

Lin Tian withdrew his fingers and smiled with satisfaction.

"I have recorded many techniques suitable for you to learn. If we are going to separate in the next second, you can't waste these resources."

No one came forward to disturb them at this time. Lin Tian knew that, to put it bluntly, it was all Ling Yelan's idea. Subconsciously, she naturally didn't want anyone to disturb her.

Ling Yelan nodded vigorously. She really wanted to become stronger now. It was not because of self-esteem or anything else. She just wanted to become stronger and become even more powerful.

Lin Tian smiled, turned around, and issued a final ultimatum to the group of cultivators behind him.

None of the people present were innocent. They had to pay the price for their wrongdoings against the Nine Nether Silkworm Clan! "Little Foodie, this is your state of mind. Kill them and move on from the past, and grow into a true king!"

After hearing what Lin Tian said, the group of immortal cultivators immediately panicked and fell to their knees on the ground. They were really scared.

However, Ling Yelan ignored them. She was very determined. These monks were her inner demons. Only by overcoming her inner demons could she become stronger and less afraid of any difficulties.

These cultivators knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but Ling Yelan still did not respond.

She now has no heart, no weakness, only hardness.

There is no feeling in this world that is stronger than hers.

"Sister, let's do it together."

Ling Yelan took a deep breath, took Lin Tian’s hand and said.

Lin Tian nodded slightly. He also knew that he didn’t need to say anything because the crimes of these cultivators were too serious.

No matter what they say or do, there will be no improvement. They must pay the price and must die.

Lin Tian released his powerful pressure, and a huge momentum instantly enveloped these cultivators.

"ah!"

"What a terrifying aura! Run!"

Seeing this scene, the group of immortal cultivators shouted and wanted to escape from this place and this space.

But it was too late. How could these mortals resist Lin Tian's strength?

Ling Yelan stared coldly at this group of immortal cultivators, with a hint of an ambiguous smile on his lips.

Her eyes were flashing red, and at this moment, she no longer cared about anything.

In her eyes, these monks are nothing more than a bunch of ants.

A long sword suddenly appeared in Ling Yelan's hand, and she pointed the sword at the group of monks.

“Puff.”

A stream of blood spurted out from the throats of the group of cultivators. The throats of all the cultivators were cut. They stared at their throats with wide eyes in horror.

Blood flowed down the necks, staining the ground bloody. That group of immortal cultivators were dead, completely dead, and no one survived.

Ling Yelan shifted her gaze to the headmaster standing beside her. She said coldly, "You, it's your turn now."

"I, we don't dare to do it anymore, never again."

"Please, please don't hurt us, please don't kill us."

"Don't kill us, please don't kill us!"

The group of monks were terrified and fell to their knees on the ground, crying and begging for mercy from Ling Yelan.

"Sister, please don't kill us. We are willing to surrender and serve you like slaves. Please let us go!"

"Please, please don't kill us!"

A monk said crying.

"Please! "I've said before, your death is atonement, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I don't need you as cattle and horses."

"We don't want to die!"

…

Those cultivators cried and begged, their faces filled with pain.

"Go ahead, little foodie."

Lin Tian said to Ling Yelan indifferently.

Ling Yelan didn't say anything, but nodded, raised his sword high, and swung it at the group of leaders.

“Puff.”

The long sword pierced a man's shoulder and went straight through, nailing him to the wall. This scene made everyone tremble and fear surged in their hearts.

"Sister, I don't have any heart anymore, and I won't be soft-hearted anymore. My heart is now firm and indestructible."

"If you continue to stop me from becoming stronger, then I will have no choice but to use you to commemorate my heart."

Ling Yelan's voice was icy cold without a trace of warmth, and a thick despair surged in the hearts of that group of cultivators.

This group of people used to be her nightmare, and now she was going to become their nightmare.

With a cold snort, Ling Yelan swung his arm violently, and the long sword instantly turned into countless afterimages and fell down.

Puff, puff, puff…

The long sword pierced the throat of one leader after another, cutting off their life.

After Ling Yelan killed them, she was tired, so she put away her sword and slumped to the ground.

The surrounding environment was also changing continuously, and Lin Tian knew that they could finally return to reality.

At this time, Lin Tian discovered that Ling Yelan had closed his eyes and seemed to be resting.

"Little Foodie, you should take a rest first. I believe everything will be fine when you wake up."

Lin Tian touched Ling Yelan’s head and said with a smile.

Ling Yelan did not open her eyes. She was very calm inside, as if she felt nothing.

"What you just said is not right. People still need a warm heart. A cold heart will only make you gradually lose the feeling of being alive..."

Lin Tian sighed lightly and continued, she didn’t know whether Ling Yelan could really hear her.

"You are not suitable for this now. Your character will kill you."

Ling Yelan's eyebrows raised slightly, as if he understood what Lin Tian said, but he did not open his eyes and did not show any expression.