Chapter 12

"Niu Fang, you fucking set me up. If I survive this calamity, I'll personally cut you down."

Chen Ze roared inwardly.

How could he not know about the recent news of the Floating Training Grounds' peerless genius and the Useless Body of Ten Thousand Years?

He had never imagined that the person Niu Fang wanted him to deal with was actually Lin Xuan, who had reported in this morning.

Hadn't Niu Fang said that Lin Xuan had simply been lucky, having already trained his body to its peak in the mortal world, and only barely broken through after taking a Body Strengthening Pill?

But now, it was clear that wasn't the case at all.

Perhaps even the claim about the Useless Body of Ten Thousand Years was false. Not only had Lin Xuan already reached the middle stage of Body Tempering, but he had also mastered a martial skill.

Chen Ze began to wonder whether the Floating Training Grounds had made a mistake that day. Could it be that this man was the true peerless genius?

"Mercy?"

"Hehe... Those who kill will eventually be killed. Don't you understand that?"

Lin Xuan smiled. Looking at Chen Ze, who was practically weeping and groveling, he felt utterly delighted.

At that moment, he finally experienced the superiority that status could bring.

It only further spurred his desire to grow stronger.

When your fist was big enough, you were the truth in this world.

Bang!

Chen Ze hurriedly kowtowed to Lin Xuan. "Sir, it was Niu Fang! Niu Fang gave me fifty Contribution Points to do this! Sir, this lowly one was merely possessed by a Specter. Please spare me this once."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As Chen Ze spoke, he kowtowed madly. Even when his forehead was bloody and mangled, he did not stop.

"Fifty Contribution Points. He really was willing to bleed for it."

Lin Xuan curled his lips. That was already enough to exchange for a first-grade Qi Blood Pill, greatly accelerating one's cultivation progress.

Lin Xuan had gained another reason to kill Niu Fang.

Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Ze, who was nearly knocking himself unconscious. A thought suddenly came to him.

"It's not impossible to spare you."

"Please tell me, sir. Whatever conditions you have, as long as I can fulfill them, I will not even furrow my brow."

Relief washed over Chen Ze, and he hurriedly spoke.

He was a smart man. As long as he could stay alive, everything was negotiable.

"Five hundred Contribution Points, to buy your own life."

Lin Xuan spoke leisurely.

Chen Ze's pupils shrank. He cursed furiously inside, Why don't you just rob me?

Yet he did not dare show anything on his face. He only forced out a bitter smile. "S-sir, I... I don't have that much."

"Sir, I... I'm only a menial disciple. Though I've earned some Contribution Points over the years, most of them have been spent on cultivation..."

Lin Xuan raised a brow. "Then how much do you have?"

"Ah, this..."

Chen Ze hesitated for a second before finally gritting his teeth. "I... I only have three hundred. Th-this is only because I accepted Niu Fang's fifty earlier."

"Fine, deal!"

"Transfer the Contribution Points to me, and we'll let this matter rest. However, I can't rule out the possibility that I'll challenge you on the Life and Death Arena later to settle today's grudge. Train hard. If we're at the same realm, I think..."

"Killing you would be like slaughtering a dog!"

Lin Xuan's words made Chen Ze's heart skip a beat.

At that moment, his guts turned green with regret. Why had he let greed cloud his mind and provoked such a god of slaughter?

Now, all his possessions could only buy him a momentary peace.

He did not doubt Lin Xuan's words in the slightest. A martial skill at the mastery level gave a cultivator an absurdly huge advantage.

He had entered the sect nearly ten years ago. Though he had reached the late stage of Body Tempering, his strongest martial skill was only at the proficient level.

The path of immortality demanded far too much talent. Not to mention menial disciples like them, who simply did not have much time to cultivate.

"Sir, this lowly one truly knows his mistake. From now on, I'll serve you like an ox or a horse. I only beg you to forgive me this once."

"Oh, and Contribution Points—I can earn fifty Contribution Points every month. I'll give them all to you, sir. I only ask for your mercy."

Chen Ze completely broke down.

It was not that he had not considered killing Lin Xuan outright, but he was not certain he could do it.

And even if he truly succeeded, the holy land would never tolerate him. He would die a miserable death.

"Tch, you're this afraid of death, yet you still cultivate immortality? What the hell for?"

"Forget it. I can choose not to kill you, but don't forget what you said."

Lin Xuan looked at Chen Ze with disdain. Cultivating to this extent, Chen Ze would never achieve much in his life.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you!"

Chen Ze hurriedly knocked his head twice more, then stood up with a face full of delight. He took out his Disciple Token and transferred every last Contribution Point to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan checked the changes in his Disciple Token and smiled in satisfaction.

"Continue. Have someone drive the Wild Boars over. But I'll only be responsible for killing them—you handle the rest."

"Huh?"

"Sir, why would we need you to do that? I'll do it, I'll do it myself."

Chen Ze hurriedly said.

"Shut up. I said I'll kill them. Didn't you hear me?"

Lin Xuan gave a soft shout. That was a huge amount of time and blood qi. How could he possibly hand it over?

"Ah... Th-this, yes, yes. Please go ahead!"

Chen Ze spoke timidly, but inwardly, he grew even more terrified of Lin Xuan.

His killing intent was far too heavy. Fortunately, he had known enough to yield. Otherwise, he might truly have met his end someday.

At that moment, he hated Niu Fang even more.

"He should be dead by now, right? Hehe..." Niu Fang knew nothing of this. He muttered happily to himself before tossing Lin Xuan's matter to the back of his mind.

In the blink of an eye, afternoon arrived. Lin Xuan killed another nine Wild Boars, gaining a total of thirty-three years of time and a great mass of blood qi.

Adding the time he had left, he now had a full seventy-two years. He felt inexplicably excited.

To be fair, it was the first time in his life that he had ever been this wealthy.

"I wonder whether it'll be enough to push my realm to the late stage of Body Tempering."

"Late-stage Body Tempering after entering the sect for three days. Even Xiao Yu'er probably can't compare to me, right? Hahahaha..."

After dinner, Lin Xuan left directly. He was already looking forward to how shocked Xiao Yu'er would be when she saw him.

He did not return to the resting area. Instead, he headed straight for the Martial Pavilion.

"Elder, this disciple has come to exchange for a martial skill."

With a wave of his hand, the Pavilion Elder had Lin Xuan enter the Martial Pavilion on his own.

Lin Xuan did not waste words and immediately began browsing the first floor.

He now had 311 Contribution Points: three hundred came from Chen Ze, ten from the dead Zhang Tao, and one from today's task.

That many Contribution Points were enough to exchange for a mid-grade Yellow-rank martial skill.

With enough time stored in the Soul Suppressing Pagoda, Lin Xuan directly ignored the low-grade Yellow-rank martial skills.

After carefully choosing, he quickly settled on an explosive martial skill: Blood Rage.

Blood Rage, a mid-grade Yellow-rank martial skill, could make one's blood qi boil and enhance combat strength for a short time.

Of course, Blood Rage came with side effects. After using it, one would enter a weakened period. It was a desperate, life-or-death technique.

"I have the Soul Suppressing Pagoda. If I use time consumption to recover, does that mean I might be able to activate Blood Rage without limit?"

This thought flashed through Lin Xuan's mind, and he immediately became impatient to return and test it out...