Cultivation Isn't Just Fighting and Killing; You Need Brains Too

A treasure chest, as the name implied, was a box for temporarily storing treasures. Here, his strength was the weakest, and if someone set their eyes on him, he was destined to be cleaned out.

So this journey of opportunity was destined to have little to do with him.

Facing killing intent as cold as ice and chilling to the bone, Lin Heng remained unmoved, but the sword in his hand suddenly trembled.

The Nine Heavens Sword had never shown such a reaction before. Lin Heng had to grip it hard to keep it controlled inside its sheath.

What was going on? The killing intent was aimed at me, so why did the Nine Heavens Sword look like it was about to lose its temper?

Now was not the time to tear off all pretenses. This bastard had nothing valuable on him; even if they fought until both sides suffered, there would be no benefit to gain.

Lin Heng had his own calculations and would never get too tangled up with a fool.

Cultivation was not just fighting and killing; one also needed brains.

"Leng Qiansha, are you declaring war on me in front of everyone? I do have time to play with you, but I'd still advise you to enter the tomb first."

"What do you mean?"

"If you die, you can be buried directly."

Leng Qiansha froze for a moment, then roared in unbearable fury, "(╰_╯) You're courting death!"

"Wait!"

"What, King Le wants to stop me?"

Jiang Qian glanced at Lin Heng, then looked at him and said coldly, "Whether you want to kill him is your business. If you think his life is worth more than the Supreme Demon Tomb, then make your move now. Save some strength for tonight!"

Leng Qiansha's brows knitted tightly. He