Xia He's expression changed, and an inexplicable fear rose in her heart. Her instincts told her that this was a troublesome opponent.
"Where did this guy come from?" Xu San narrowed his eyes. One faction after another surfaced in his mind, but none of their cultivation methods matched the abilities Lin Xian had displayed.
"Back then, Zhang Xilin and I discussed the Dao and exchanged insights into our cultivation methods. Since I gained something from it, I suppose I owe that big-eared bastard a favor."
Though Lin Xian looked like a boy of only eleven or twelve, he now carried himself with the air of an old man. Divine light surged from his Life Spring and enveloped him as his body slowly rose into the air. He stood with his hands behind his back, his feet resting upon a divine rainbow.
His oversized clothes fluttered in the wind as he hovered in the air, making him look almost immortal. Like a holy being descended into the world, he leisurely said, "Surrender without resistance..."
"Go screw yourself!" Xia He shouted. With one kick, she split the earth open, a crack stretching more than ten meters. Stones buried underground shot into the sky like sharp swords. Without the slightest hesitation, she turned and fled toward the motorcycle in the distance.
Lin Xian smiled calmly and casually waved a hand. In an instant, platinum divine light transformed into a sword stretching dozens of meters, cleaving the motorcycle apart in one blow. Flames surged into the sky as countless metal fragments flew everywhere, slicing Xia He's beautiful face and drawing droplets of blood.
Xia He, one of the Four Madmen, did not dare take another step. Her long, fair legs trembled as she stiffly turned around.
Wielding the more than fifty-meter divine power sword, Lin Xian flashed a brilliant smile and teased, "I can let you run forty-nine meters first. You can give it a try."
"No, no, I won't try."
Xia He swallowed as she stared at the youth in the sky, who seemed like a god. Endless regret flooded her heart. Why had she come here and run into such an ancient monster?
Her most prized Bone-Scraping Blade techniques were completely useless.
Because he could fly. She could not even touch him.
"Spare me, Senior!" With a thud, Lu Liang dropped to his knees without hesitation and repeatedly slammed his head against the ground. "I'm not the mastermind! I'm just an accomplice!"
As an Otherworlder born into one of the Four Families, Lu Liang had received a complete education from an Otherworlder clan. He clearly understood what it meant for an Otherworlder to fly using nothing but his own qi, without relying on any external force.
Throughout the history of the Inhuman World, how many people had cultivated to such a level?!
With his body soaring through the air and riding rainbows across the skies, he would have been considered a great wandering Earth Immortal in ancient times. If his physical body became sacred, even emperors would have revered him as an imperial preceptor—a terrifyingly powerful Otherworlder.
And such a terrifying existence still existed in today's Inhuman World.
If they ran, they would die. If they knelt, there was still a sliver of hope.
"Officer, I want to turn myself in!" Liu Yanyan shuddered and raised both hands. "I want to go to prison! I want to go to prison!"
Seeing this, Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched. "That was pretty smooth, huh?"
"Hm?" Lin Xian stepped down one step at a time as though descending invisible stairs. Waves of divine power rippled through the air as his gaze fell upon Zhang Chulan.
Zhang Chulan shivered violently, then put on an incomparably fawning expression and chuckled ingratiatingly. "Senior, Patriarch, Grandpa... what should I call you?"
In an instant, the scene fell silent. Whether righteous or villainous, everyone looked at him with disdain.
This was Zhang Xilin's descendant?
Lin Xian fell silent for a moment, then looked toward Xu San and slowly asked, "Are all Otherworlders in the cultivation world nowadays this sort of trash?"
"Please excuse the embarrassment, Senior." Xu San took out an exquisite white handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After taking a deep breath, he tactfully said, "Someone capable of being this shameless is rare even throughout history."
Zhang Chulan gave an awkward smile and shrank his head back, pretending nobody had seen him.
"He does resemble that big-eared bastard somewhat. Like a rat, always hiding here and there."
Lin Xian snorted. Though his words were full of contempt, everyone could hear the fondness within them.
In this world, elders might curse at you, but they would also protect you.
"Grandpa!" Zhang Chulan's heart stirred. He immediately dropped to his knees, hugged the thigh of the twelve-year-old boy, and wailed without a shred of dignity, "Chulan has drifted through life for half his days, regretting only that he never met a worthy master. If you do not disdain me, I am willing to become your—"
Lin Xian's eyes were deep as he looked at Zhang Chulan meaningfully. No matter which world he was in, he needed an anchor to establish his identity.
A person with a mysterious identity and no known background might live freely, but would never gain the trust of others.
In the Shrouding the Heavens universe, he had chosen the identity of a Celestial Master from Mount Longhu—or rather, a cultivator from Earth—in order to draw closer to Pang Bo, Ye Fan, and the others.
In the Big Dipper Cultivation Realm, where he had no family or friends, cultivators from the same Earth were even more worthy of trust.
In this world, the persona he had fabricated for himself was one connected to Zhang Huaiyi and the Eight Extraordinary Skills.
The only people the inheritors of the Eight Extraordinary Skills truly trusted were those related to the Eight Extraordinary Skills.
With that thought, Lin Xian smiled slightly and teased, "No. You're not one of the Calabash Brothers. I can't be your grandpa."
Zhang Chulan scrambled to his feet, still unwilling to give up. He asked eagerly, "Then Patriarch?"
"Just call me Senior. Your legitimate patriarch is still on Mount Longhu." Lin Xian grabbed Zhang Chulan and tossed him toward the cleaver-wielding woman in white.
"Sister Bao'er!" Zhang Chulan screamed miserably. "Catch me!"
Feng Baobao sidestepped. With a loud boom, Zhang Chulan slammed face-first into the ground. Yet thanks to his pure Otherworlder cultivation, he was not injured at all, merely covered in dust.
"The Flying Goose Landing stance. That face of yours really is thick."
Lin Xian nodded, then waved at Feng Baobao. "Girl from the Feng family, this brat is yours."
"Alright." Feng Baobao made an OK gesture, then picked up her knife and stabbed it directly toward Zhang Chulan.
Amid Zhang Chulan's miserable screams, she picked out the gu worm Liu Yanyan had planted in him.
Watching this, Xu San's heart tightened. He stepped forward and cautiously asked, "Senior, do you know Bao'er?"
"Bao'er? You mean the girl from the Feng family." Lin Xian smiled brightly. "No, I don't know her. Never heard of her. But as the big-eared bastard's grandson, you can trust her."
"Trust her?" Zhang Chulan froze, his wide eyes filled with confusion. He could not understand what was happening.
"Yes, trust her." Lin Xian nodded and said meaningfully, "Just as you trust Zhang Huaiyi."
Zhang Huaiyi was the original name of Zhang Chulan's grandfather, Zhang Xilin—the senior disciple of Mount Longhu who should have inherited the position of Celestial Master.
Everyone was shocked, their hearts churning like stormy seas.
Lin Xian coughed lightly, interrupting everyone's thoughts. Then he looked toward Xu San and slowly said, "I don't eat... hm."
Rustling sounds came from all around. The Otherworlder employees of the Company who had been lying in ambush received the signal and slowly emerged, forming an encirclement.
After a pause, Lin Xian swept his gaze around. Feeling that he had not yet broken through to the Dao Palace Realm and could not currently withstand a nuclear bomb, he took a deep breath and abruptly changed his tune. "We must protect my Inhuman World."
Xu San: ???
"What I mean is, I can be patriotic too." Lin Xian's expression turned solemn as he said seriously, "What do you think about making me one of the Ten Elders?"