Principle of the Sages

"Who are you, and why are you attacking my Yan family?"

Town Chief Yan looked at Lin Le before him and questioned him.

"Hmm, acting on behalf of heaven?" Lin Le pondered for a moment before saying.

"Acting on behalf of heaven?" Town Chief Yan chuckled, "What kind of crooked path do I follow? Go ask around, within ten miles of Qinghu Town, who doesn't know that my Yan Dahai is benevolent and charitable, a great benefactor!"

"Damn it!" Lin Le also found it amusing, "You call yourself a benefactor, and you really think you're one."

"Aren't I?" Town Chief Yan had a look of self-evidence on his face, "Ask them, which household in town doesn't appreciate my Yan family? Without my Yan family, they would have all been eaten by demons."

"Then can you tell me about the Demon Slaying Squad from a few days ago?" Lin Le asked with a smile, but his eyes were even colder, "An entire squad was meant to be blood food. Great benefactor Yan, where is your conscience?"

Steward Lu had organized the Demon Slaying Squad, but Yan Dahai was the one leading them.

Lin Le absolutely did not believe that Yan Dahai was completely unaware of the situation.

"Isn't that how it should be?" Yan Dahai still wore that self-evident expression, "Sacrificing them ensures the safety of the town's residents. Sacrificing the few to protect the many, don't you understand this principle of the sages!"

"Sages, ha!" Lin Le sighed upwards, and in the next second, his figure had already flown above Yan Dahai like a swallow.

"Then I'll send you to see the sages and ask them if this is the principle they taught!"

Star Point!

The spear's momentum was sharp, its tip like a meteor, directly pointing at Yan Dahai's forehead.

Yan Dahai, being a Third Layer cultivator, reacted instantly and thrust his sword upwards.

Like needle point against awnings, the spear tip and sword tip clashed.

Bang!

Lin Le and Yan Dahai were locked in a stalemate, but Lin Le still had a pair of "hands."

The Hun Tian Ling swung, and the Yin-Yang Sword thrust towards Yan Dahai's lower body and forehead at a tricky angle.

Seeing the sinister swordplay, Yan Dahai cursed "Despicable!" and quickly retreated.

Lin Le ignored him, landed, and gripped the Universe Ring. His waist was like a full moon bow, and then he released it.

Sky-Breaking!

Since comprehending the Slaughter of Death Momentum, Lin Le no longer cared what weapon he used. The Thirteen Revolutions of Fighting Heaven fighting style was never limited to whether the weapon was a spear or a sword, or even a ring.

Whoosh!

A golden light shot out, heading straight for Yan Dahai's face.

Yan Dahai hastily summoned his magical artifact, a small Turtle Shield.

Dong!

The Universe Ring collided with the Turtle Shield, sounding like a great bell.

Although the Turtle Shield did not break, Yan Dahai spat out a mouthful of blood. He was injured by the aftershock.

Cannot be defeated! This thought immediately flashed through Yan Dahai's mind. Then, with a ferocious expression, he shouted at the nearby household guards, "Quick, what are you standing there for? Shoot him to death!"

If even Steward Lu could procure crossbows that threatened cultivators, how could he not?

The guards immediately reacted, taking out their personal crossbows and shooting at Lin Le.

Lin Le ignored them, holding his spear and continuing to charge at Yan Dahai.

What is a natal artifact? An artifact that is connected to one's heart and can grow with it.

Since they are connected by heart, can spells be cast through natal artifacts?

The answer is yes.

Flawless!

The Hun Tian Ling danced, and the Yin-Yang Sword spun along, acting like two shields, blocking the arrows for Lin Le.

Yan Dahai was knowledgeable and recognized the situation at a glance: "A natal artifact! You've actually reached the Embracing the Dan stage!"

Lin Le remained unmoved. With two or three steps, he had already killed his way to Yan Dahai's front.

Two Forms of Fighting Heaven · Sky-Breaking!

The spear shot out like lightning, carving a blue streak in the air and heading straight for Yan Dahai's forehead.

Rise! Yan Dahai immediately summoned the Turtle Shield to block.

However, until the spear tip entered his forehead, Yan Dahai never saw the Turtle Shield rise.

In the last moment of consciousness, Yan Dahai looked down and saw his Turtle Shield being tightly locked by a golden ring, unable to fly up at all.

'Another natal artifact?'

Yan Dahai was stunned, and then, with that astonishment, he plunged into darkness.

'Still too weak, am I too strong, or are they too useless?' Lin Le looked at the 108 merit points and 16 killing karma points he had gained and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He had thought Yan Dahai could test his limits, but he didn't expect him to be defeated in less than two or three exchanges.

Lin Le felt his combat power was a bit too unconventional.

He glanced at the guards who had stopped shooting arrows and waved his hand, "Annihilate them."

Upon receiving the order, San Bao immediately charged at everyone.

The guards immediately began to cry and wail, scattering in disarray.

But Lin Le was like an emotionless killing machine, slaughtering from the front courtyard to the back, not stopping until all living things were dead.

Current Human Dao merit: 278 points, Earthly Dao merit: 5 points, killing karma: 325 points.

'Finally, I've gathered enough killing karma for the sixth stage of the Yang Spiritual Root.' Lin Le looked at the thirty-two lotus roots and let out a soft breath.

The thirty-two lotus roots disappeared, and a scorching heat spread through Lin Le's spine.

Within the Huangting Secret Realm, the five-zhang tall, towering red pillar slowly grew another section, reaching six zhang in height.

'Next time it will be six hundred and forty points, requiring sixty-four cultivators of the First Layer.'

Lin Le glanced at the corpses filling the courtyard, then patted the well nine times. A snake head emerged from the bottom of the well, and after looking around, Qingli couldn't help but complain, "Every time it's the same, are you really that obsessed with blowing up people's heads!"

"Because once the head is gone, they're truly dead," Lin Le shrugged. "But if only the heart is gone, the corpse might turn into a zombie and harm people."

"Alright," Qingli looked at the corpses dressed in servant attire. "Try to kill fewer people in the future, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass the trial to enter White Jade Capital."

"I'm afraid killing fewer will make it even harder to pass that trial," Lin Le changed the subject. "Let's collect the items. I still need to deal with the other two families."

In Qinghu Town, the most powerful force was Yan Dahai. The next most powerful were the four gentry lords. Now that Yan Dahai was no match for him, the other two families were even less so.

"Okay," Qingli blew a breath, collecting all the valuable items from the Yan family.

Suddenly, it let out a soft sound, "Oh, there's actually a Dragon Bone here."

"Dragon bone? Where?" Lin Le scanned the surroundings but found no trace of any dragon bone.

"Here," Qingli's snake tongue flicked, coiling around a bone fragment that looked like white porcelain. "If it weren't for the faint dragon energy on it, I wouldn't have noticed."

After circling a few times, Qingli said, "It should be the remains of a dragon that died many years ago. Moreover, the person who crafted it back then didn't recognize it and directly carved it as material."

Qingli looked at Lin Le, "Can I have the dragon energy on this?"

"Sure," Lin Le didn't mind. If it weren't for Qingli, he might not have paid attention to this piece of art.

Lin Le continued to sort through his spoils and suddenly found a black iron ingot the size of his palm. Its appearance suggested it was no ordinary metal.

He tried picking it up and weighing it. Lin Le felt it was slightly heavy. Given its weight, it should be several hundred catties.

Lin Le glanced at the Tiger Bone Spear. It was made from refined artifact materials, and although it felt light, it was quite durable. However, being heavier would be even better.

"Can you melt this piece of iron into my spear?" Lin Le asked Qingli, holding the black iron.

"Heavy Iron, yes, you can," Qingli, who was picking at snacks, turned and nodded. "But for refining, it's best to find an artifact refiner. Otherwise, it'll be very troublesome to refine it again."

"As long as it works," Lin Le handed over the spear.

"Alright," Qingli nodded, exhaling a white flame that began to scorch the black iron.

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