White Lotus Sect, Water Ghost Technique

Chapter 35: White Lotus Sect, Water Ghost Technique

Chapter 35: White Lotus Sect, Water Ghost Technique

Lin Mo stopped, panting heavily, after throwing more than a hundred punches.

Looking at the different Zhao Qian, the Jade Talisman in his mind pulsed, the pulsing sound coming in waves, and his Luck surged.

[Killed Pirate Leader Zhao Qian, eliminating a scourge for the people, Luck +220]

Including the Luck gained from killing Water Ghosts earlier, his total Luck finally broke through the four hundred mark.

[Luck: 401]

"This Second Level Martial Artist is actually worth so much Luck?"

He had been busy in the Water Ghost swarm for a long time, killing dozens of them, but it wasn't as fast as the Luck he got from one Second Level Martial Artist.

"This must be related to the 'Pirate Leader' prefix. I didn't expect them to be from out of town. It's a shame about the other Pockmarked Big Man..."

Lin Mo sighed in his heart. He had beaten him into the Water Ghost pile, and the Water Ghosts had finished him off, so he wasn't the one who killed him.

He didn't get any Luck from it.

After a moment of reflection, Lin Mo recovered his breath and naturally didn't forget the mission he had come out for. He hurried back to the Li Family Manor.

He thought of the key and realized that the Li Family's Second Master had hidden a prison in the wine cellar in the backyard of the Li Family Manor and had not responded to the Prefecture City Inspector's call with the other Martial Artists.

Lin Mo didn't want to delve into the reasons. He just wanted to deliver the message and then lie low for a while.

A tall tree catches the wind; a famous person invites trouble.

Lin Mo hadn't felt this deeply before, but seeing Zhao Qian's rabid state, he felt he needed to re-examine the current situation.

His current reputation was probably only below that of the Li Family's main pillars.

Deep within the prison in the Li Family's backyard wine cellar.

"Second Master, Second Master, something terrible has happened! Hurry and go out to help!"

Lin Mo walked around the prison, shouting loudly, until he saw a small bed deep in the prison where a lame old man was sitting cross-legged.

"Do you know my current situation? I am a prisoner, and I cannot leave this prison at will."

Li Erlang opened his cloudy eyes and explained. Several wine pots were piled messily beside the small bed, and he spread his hands helplessly.

"The Head Patrolman has been ambushed and killed!"

"There are only a few Third Stage practitioners in the city. If he wants to escape, he can definitely escape. If I go out, my Martial Dao realm will be abolished, and it will be no different from death..."

Li Erlang took a drink of wine and still shook his head. It wasn't until Lin Mo blurted out, "A prisoner? The two major families in Changhe County, the Zhao Family Grain Store and the Qianjin Escort Agency, have rebelled while the Patrol Commissioner was leading people to clear out the Water Ghosts! This is a great opportunity to earn merit!"

"Let's go! This first merit belongs to me!"

He felt it was inappropriate and added, "Of course, you have a share in this, kid."

Li Erlang immediately hopped up on one leg, no longer looking as frail as before. He grabbed Lin Mo by the collar with one hand and said urgently:

"Kid, show me the way. I'll take care of those rebellious Third Stage practitioners first, and then I'll pay their families a visit!"

As Li Erlang's Blood Essence surged, his hair stood on end like a lion's, and he looked like a lion about to devour someone.

"This... he's at least a Half-step Martial Master? No wonder he knows Master Yang Yun..."

Lin Mo felt like a chick, lifted up without any resistance. Thoughts flashed through his mind, and he pointed in the direction of Pier Number One. The next moment, he felt the scenery on both sides rushing backward.

Pier Number One. It only took them a few dozen breaths to get there, and they arrived in about three breaths. Li Erlang, holding Lin Mo on one side and the heads of the rebellious Third Stage practitioners on the other, started rushing again.

On the left was still Lin Mo, and on the right were the heads of the rebellious Third Stage practitioners, several of them like bright red watermelons held in his hands.

Zhao Family Grain Store, underground secret room.

Zhou Qiankun, Old Master Zhao, and a few others sat in a circle. The two men had eager, fawning smiles as they raised their cups to toast.

"Your master is truly worthy of being an elder of the White Lotus Sect. This Water Ghost Technique is simply terrifying."

"I believe it won't be long before we can take over the Li Family's river transport business. At that time, we will definitely follow the White Lotus Sect's lead."

Old Master Zhao had a flattering smile on his face. His usual demeanor of being above thousands of people was completely gone. In front of a Daoist Child, it was rare for him to be so obsequious.

"Yes, you, Zhao Fugui, have good potential. I believe my master will appreciate you."

The Daoist Child shook his head. Even when he spoke Old Master Zhao's real name, Zhao Fugui showed no anger. Zhou Qiankun, on the other hand, hurriedly asked:

"May I ask, Immortal Master, my Qianjin Escort Agency also made a great effort in this incident with the Water Ghosts. Can my father and I obtain Immortal Destiny and cultivate Immortal Methods?"

"Immortal Destiny, Immortal Method?" The Daoist Child sneered, then said, "Perhaps, but there is still something lacking. Does your family have any Merit?"

"The Qianjin Escort Agency still has two Minor Merits that have not been used..." Zhou Qiankun added.

"After this matter is over, if your two families work together, you will definitely be able to complete it into one Great Merit of human rank. At that time, go to the Prefecture City Treasury and retrieve an item," the Daoist Child instructed.

"May I ask, Immortal Master, what treasure is it?"

"Treasure? This is a Pháp Ấn bestowed upon our White Lotus Sect by the previous emperor, which was mistakenly taken by a villain."

The words had barely fallen silent when a thunderous roar exploded in their ears.

The thick steel door of the basement, along with the rocks surrounding its frame, instantly turned to dust.

It wasn't pushed open, nor was it broken down. Instead, like a fragile piece of paper, it was reduced to countless fragments by a fist wrapped in a crimson-gold aura, the dust filling the basement.

The blast wave surged in first. Before the three could even react, they were slammed hard against the wall behind them by the force, their Blood Essence churning, their ears filled with a deafening hum.

As the smoke and dust billowed away like a tide, a limping figure, completely unexpected by the three, slowly hopped in.

"Li Erlang?" Zhao Fugui's eyes widened in disbelief. "Weren't you punished by the Prefecture City Lord and thrown into the Prefecture City Water Prison? How are you still alive?!"

Zhou Qiankun froze, looking helplessly at the Daoist Child.

The Daoist Child still wanted to struggle. With a flick of his robe, black mist surged, and he leaped into the mist, attempting to escape.

"After all these years, your White Lotus Sect still uses the same old tricks..."

Li Erlang snorted. With a bend and extension of one leg, he moved like a blur. Even with his Insightful Eye activated, Lin Mo could barely track his movements.

In that instant, before the Daoist Child could fully leap into the black mist, Li Erlang grabbed his throat and casually flung him aside.

His fate was unknown!

"Second Master is truly still as sharp as ever!"

Lin Mo, who had been led by Li Erlang the entire way, finally stopped and stepped forward to offer a fitting compliment.

This lukewarm praise seemed to please Li Erlang. He smiled and stroked his beard. "You're not bad yourself, young man. I saw two Second Level corpses along the way. Did you do that?"

Great, he's still got such good eyesight?

Lin Mo knew he couldn't avoid the old man's gaze and replied honestly, "It was just luck."

As the two chatted animatedly, Zhao Fugui tried to seize the opportunity to escape through a hidden passage. In the next moment, a pebble shot by Li Erlang pierced his entire palm. He rolled on the ground, his obese body writhing in pain, wailing.

"You still think you can leave?"