Chapter 518 - 294: Gaining Another Demon Technique, Mass Conscription
Chapter 518: Chapter 294: Gaining Another Demon Technique, Mass Conscription
His second concern was whether Mo Zhaoli would be among those conscripted.
To this end, Lin Changheng went so far as to personally write to Mo Zhaoli, inquiring about the matter. The sooner he knew, the sooner he could prepare.
He also sent a similar letter to Ye Qingwu. Her strength was greater and her position higher; she might be able to obtain more inside information.
This was the advantage of having inside contacts.
He could cross-reference their information to avoid a one-sided perspective that might lead to a misjudgment.
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「About three months passed.」
Lin Changheng had yet to receive replies from the two women, but he once again met the messenger sent by Bai Hengwan.
The moment the messenger’s letter was in his hand, Lin Changheng sensed something was wrong. However, he remained outwardly impassive, feigning ignorance.
The subtle, hidden measures placed on the letter had already been broken.
Though the Restriction appeared intact, it had certainly been compromised.
’What Bai Hengwan said before wasn’t an exaggeration. It seems she really is in trouble.’
Lin Changheng opened the letter using a special technique and looked directly at its contents.
The contents were half-truths and half-lies. Based on their prior agreement, Lin Changheng quickly discerned the real message.
On the surface, it stated that the situation in the Song Territory was growing increasingly complicated and that traveling with the items was particularly inconvenient, posing a risk of accident or loss.
The real message, however, was that although the Ten Thousand Swords Yun Family had delivered the items, her messenger was most likely untrustworthy. She was surrounded by so many bought-off people that it was hard to tell friend from foe. She suggested Lin Changheng disguise himself and make the trip personally to retrieve the items; only then would it be foolproof.
Lin Changheng clutched the letter, dismissing the messenger with a gift. He already had a plan in mind.
It was obvious. The one who dared to move against Bai Hengwan had to be another True Inheritance disciple from the Immortal City. For an outsider to cause trouble within the Immortal City’s domain and target a True Inheritance disciple was tantamount to courting death.
Combined with what Bai Hengwan had mentioned before, it was highly likely that her senior martial brothers and sisters were making a move.
This was a "Raising Gu" style of competition. The Qing Lan Wanderer didn’t seem to oppose it; in fact, he appeared to be actively guiding the disciples’ conflict.
Unsurprisingly, the Qing Lan Wanderer would provide the resources for Core Formation to the winner among the three.
This was a struggle not just for Cultivation, but for one’s path and status.
No one could afford to yield!
’This trip is a good opportunity. I can give the Masterpiece Youthful Appearance Pill to Bai Hengwan as well.’
Lin Changheng waited two days after the messenger’s departure before quietly leaving the island himself.
That day happened to be Lin Changheng’s one hundred and tenth birthday. He didn’t hold a grand banquet this time. Instead, he simply had Yan Mingyi attend to him as he soaked in a comfortable bath. After relaxing for a bit, he dressed, disguised his appearance, and departed.
And his objective was perfectly clear.
He was heading straight for the messenger’s route of travel.
At some unknown point, Lin Changheng had placed a certain mark on the messenger. His movements were constantly exposed to Lin Changheng’s perception, shining like an inextinguishable beacon in the night.
The messenger, for his part, traveled honestly and with a hint of caution. He had no idea that a "Dharma Protector" was tailing him from a moderate distance, observing his every move.
They continued on like this, the status quo remaining unbroken.
It wasn’t until they were approaching Floating Immortal City that another cultivator "brushed past" him from a distance of over ten zhang.
Seemingly, nothing had happened, but nothing escaped Lin Changheng’s Divine Sense and five senses.
"Senior, spare my life!"
In a nearby valley, a cultivator wrapped in Magical Power was casually tossed to the ground. It was the very person who had just brushed past the messenger.
The man was quick-witted. Ignoring the pain, he immediately dropped to his knees and began kowtowing furiously, begging for mercy.
His decisiveness was so great it even surprised Lin Changheng a little.
"In that case, tell me what you’ve done wrong."