Daily Hundred-Year Cultivation: I Slay My Way Across the Cultivation World!
Chapter 39

This Damn Guy, He Was Absolutely Irresistible

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Lin Changkong's tone was calm, as though he were discussing something utterly ordinary.

"I'll take you to kill someone."

Hearing his words, Zhou Yue felt her heart pounding fiercely.

Just listen to that—what kind of savage, brutal thing was that to say?

This damn guy...

He was absolutely irresistible!

As Zhou Yue looked at Lin Changkong's tall, straight back, she suddenly felt that his figure had become even taller, even more imposing.

This was what a man should be like.

Lin Changkong charged into the stronghold, slaughtering blade in hand, sweeping through everything without equal.

Of the three chieftains, two had already been killed. As for Zhao Heilong, although no one knew where he was fighting Hong Ye, given Hong Ye's strength, there was probably nothing to worry about.

So Lin Changkong decided to flatten the entire Black Dragon Gang as quickly as possible.

Without their backbone, the remaining Flood Dragon Gang members were nothing more than a rabble. Having witnessed Lin Changkong's terrifying brutality, they had no will to fight and only wanted to flee for their lives.

Lin Changkong remained expressionless, killing them one by one without exception.

Though Zhou Yue was not as fast or as ruthless as him, she showed no mercy either.

Before long, the two of them had swept through the entire stronghold. Every Flood Dragon Gang member they caught was killed without exception.

After making sure there were no fish that had slipped through the net, Lin Changkong said, "Senior Sister Zhou, should we go find Senior Sister Hong Ye and see how things are?"

Zhou Yue thought for a moment and said, "I don't think that's necessary. I know Hong Ye's strength. She's about to break through to the Qi Gathering Ninth Layer, and Zhao Heilong can't beat her. The outcome is only a matter of time.

"Besides, she has another purpose in this operation: to use Zhao Heilong's hands to temper herself and strive to reach the Qi Gathering Ninth Layer before the Inner Sect promotion assessment.

"We don't need to look for her. Let's split up and search the place first to save time. Once Hong Ye comes back after dealing with Zhao Heilong, we can head straight home."

With her words, Lin Changkong felt reassured about Hong Ye. He then split up with Zhou Yue.

The Flood Dragon Gang had run rampant and plundered countless things. It was impossible for there to be nothing valuable in the stronghold. If he could find some spirit stones, that would be a profit.

Lin Changkong quickly entered the rooms. Whenever he saw cabinets, chests, or anything similar, he smashed them open to inspect them. That was the fastest way.

But after searching several houses in a row, he found nothing worthwhile.

So he picked up the pace, giving only a cursory glance to the houses that looked ordinary.

After searching seven or eight rooms in succession without finding anything good, he arrived at a particularly spacious room. At a glance, its layout was clearly different from the others.

Not only was it spacious, it was lit by luminous pearls. A huge tiger pelt was even spread over a stone chair in the middle.

"This should be where Zhao Heihu usually lived. If there's anything good, it must be here."

Lin Changkong immediately searched the area, but aside from finding a few blades, there was nothing valuable.

"Strange. Zhao Heilong couldn't possibly have nothing good, could he? Did he hide it somewhere?"

After thinking for a moment, Lin Changkong began knocking along the surrounding stone walls.

Perhaps there was a hidden chamber.

Before long, he really did find something unusual. Behind a cabinet, there was a stone door set into the wall.

Lin Changkong cleaved the stone door apart with one slash, revealing a hidden chamber.

He took a luminous pearl from the wall and walked inside. There, he saw a pile of glittering stones stacked in the chamber. They were oval like eggs and emanated an exceptionally pure aura.

"Spirit stones!"

Lin Changkong's eyes lit up. It was indeed a pile of spirit stones, probably numbering several hundred.

Outer Sect Disciples of the Heavenly Fire Sect only received ten spirit stones a month, and only after reaching the Qi Gathering Realm.

These several hundred stones were equivalent to what a Qi Gathering Realm disciple would receive from the sect over several years.

"I knew it. There are still more good people in this world!"

Lin Changkong chuckled, but he was in no hurry to gather the spirit stones. Instead, he continued searching the surroundings.

Not long after, he found a pile of small jade bottles in a compartment carved into one of the stone walls. Above it were several crookedly carved words: Qi Replenishing Pills.

As the name implied, Qi Replenishing Pills were medicinal pills that could rapidly replenish spiritual energy. Spiritual energy was greatly depleted in battle, and Qi Replenishing Pills could be used to restore it quickly.

For cultivators in the Qi Gathering Realm, they were an invaluable weapon. With such things, one could wear an opponent of the same level to death.

Of course, taking too many also had side effects. It could make one's realm unstable, and taking too many at once could cause spiritual energy to replenish too quickly, damaging the meridians and leaving behind hidden dangers.

Zhang Heibao and the others had these things but had not used them earlier. They probably had not expected him to be so fierce and had thought they could deal with him easily.

Now, they had merely made things convenient for him.

After searching for a while longer, he found some silver and miscellaneous items, but none of them were of much use to him.

He found a sack and stuffed all the spirit stones into it, then put away the Qi Replenishing Pills and carried them on him.

After counting them, he found there were eight Qi Replenishing Pills in total. It was best to keep them on him in case of emergencies.

"When I get back this time, it's about time I got myself a Storage Bag."

Feeling the heavy weight of the spirit stones in the sack, Lin Changkong thought to himself.

Storage Bags were rare even in the Heavenly Fire Sect. Most of the time, they had to be exchanged for with sect Contribution Points and could not be distributed to everyone like spirit stones.

After collecting everything, Lin Changkong left with delight.

At the same time, in the mountain ravine, Hong Ye was locked in a heated battle with Zhao Heilong.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sword edge and the Mountain Splitting Axe collided again and again. Hong Ye's momentum was like a rainbow, her aura unbroken, showing not the slightest sign of decline.

Zhao Heilong was still fighting with broad, sweeping movements, his momentum fierce, but his aura had already become somewhat unstable. His chest heaved violently as he fell into a disadvantage.

Just as Zhou Yue had said, his defeat at Hong Ye's hands was only a matter of time.

Yet at this moment, Zhao Heilong began to chuckle darkly.

"Little girl, I admit you're strong, but today, neither you, that other little girl, nor that brat with the blade will leave here alive."

Hong Ye snorted coldly. "Once I kill you, I'll go back and finish off your two accomplices. Then you'll find out who won't be leaving alive."

"Hehe, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me."

Zhao Heilong's smile grew even more sinister. Just as Hong Ye was about to speak, a flash of alarm appeared in her eyes, and she hurriedly darted several yards away.

The instant she moved aside, a fierce gleam struck where she had been standing.

She turned her head and saw a figure approaching.

It was a man dressed entirely in black, with a silver full moon embroidered on his chest, eye-catching and conspicuous.

"Mystic Moon Sect, Xuan Ming!"

Hong Ye cried out softly, and her expression changed at once.

She recognized the person before her. He was an Outer Sect Disciple of the Mystic Moon Sect, the Heavenly Fire Sect's rival, and one of the Mystic Moon Sect's foremost Outer Sect Disciples.

Xuan Ming, Qi Gathering Eighth Level. His cultivation was no weaker than hers.

She could easily handle Zhao Heilong alone, but if Xuan Ming was added to the mix, things would become much more troublesome.

It could be said that she had no chance of victory at all!

"Hehe, Hong Ye, it's been a long time. Who would have thought that when we met again, it would be your day of death?"

Xuan Ming stared at Hong Ye with a cold smile, the curve of her lips sinister and twisted.

Hong Ye's face darkened, and her confidence vanished in an instant. She had not expected the Flood Dragon Gang to be colluding with the Mystic Moon Sect, much less that they would send an elite like Xuan Ming.

She had originally planned to kill Zhao Heilong before going to support Lin Changkong and Zhou Yue. Now, it seemed she would have to wait for Lin Changkong and Zhou Yue to come support her.

"What? Are you thinking of waiting for your two fellow disciples to come rescue you? If so, then I advise you to stop dreaming.

"Xuan Ling has already taken people over there. Judging by the time, she should have met your two fellow disciples by now. If nothing goes wrong, your junior brother and Junior Sister will soon be corpses. So you should go down and join them."

Xuan Ming sneered as she and Zhao Heilong closed in on Hong Ye from both front and back.

Hong Ye's heart immediately sank to the bottom.

At the same time, Lin Changkong emerged from the hidden chamber carrying the spirit stones and retraced his steps, preparing to meet up with Zhou Yue.

"Senior Sister Zhou, Senior Sister Zhou..."

Lin Changkong called out several times but received no answer. Just as he was wondering why, a sinister voice suddenly came from one side.

"Little brother, are you looking for her?"

Lin Changkong turned around and saw several figures staring at him with cold smiles. Zhou Yue's face was deathly pale, blood staining the corner of her lips.

She was held in the hand of a woman at the front, then with a bang, she was thrown onto the ground.

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