Chapter 348 - 336: Divine Seal Skill
Chapter 348: Chapter 336: Divine Seal Skill
"The World Shuttle Vessel will be waiting here at a quarter to six each evening. Anyone who has completed their mission and wishes to return can come here."
"One final reminder: Fighting is forbidden on Central Yin Mountain. Violators will be severely punished!"
Having said his piece, the red-robed cultivator waved his hand, signaling for everyone to disembark.
"Brother Zhao, we’ll meet again."
"Younger Brother Wei, farewell."
Zhao Lin and Wei Shi clasped their hands in farewell, then each picked a direction and sped off down the mountain.
Although they had traveled together and grown closer, it was better to split up when gathering Spirit Grass. Otherwise, it would be easy for disputes to arise.
In the Cultivation Realm, stories of brothers turning on each other and friends becoming enemies over treasures were all too common. There was no need to test human nature.
THUD!
The Fat Cultivator leaped down from the World Shuttle Vessel, shouting, "I’ll ask you one more time..."
He was only halfway through his sentence when he saw that Zhao Lin and Wei Shi were completely ignoring him, having already run over two hundred feet away. Enraged, he formed a hand seal, swung his arm, and instantly unleashed a burst of Magic.
"Thinking you can get away from me? You’re dreaming!"
Two arrow-like streaks of light shot toward Zhao Lin and Wei Shi, respectively.
Zhao Lin was startled. ’The red-robed cultivator just said fighting was forbidden on Central Yin Mountain, yet this person is using Magic. Are the rules just for show?’
He turned to get a better look and saw that the streak of light was actually a ball of yellow gas, with a sliver of purple light visible within it.
"Divine Seal Skill!"
Zhao Lin understood. ’The Fat Cultivator wants to plant a tracking sigil inside my body!’
The outer layer of gas was meant to break through defensive Magic, while the inner purple light was the cultivator’s Divine Sense imprint.
Once hit by this Magic, the Fat Cultivator would be able to sense and track him with his Divine Sense from anywhere within a hundred li.
’Strictly speaking, the Divine Seal Skill is not considered attack Magic. No wonder the Fat Cultivator dared to use it so blatantly.’
"Rock Armor Skill!"
With a sharp cry, Zhao Lin summoned a yellow glow before him. Earth Spiritual Qi gathered, instantly forming a rugged, craggy rock shield.
BANG!
The Divine Seal Skill slammed into the rock shield and exploded, the Divine Sense imprint within it dissipating completely.
The outcome was the same for Wei Shi. Although Body Cultivators weren’t skilled in Magic, they were by no means lacking in defensive techniques.
Layers upon layers of green light appeared on his back, resembling a suit of fish-scale armor.
When the Divine Seal Skill struck it, it failed to penetrate and was sent flying away.
"What?"
The Fat Cultivator was stunned. He had missed them both. He hesitated for a moment, forcing himself not to give chase.
’To stop them both, I’d have to use attack Magic. With the red-robed cultivator right there, now isn’t a good time to make a move.’
"You were fast this time, but sooner or later, you’ll fall into my hands!"
The Fat Cultivator cursed, a doubt forming in his mind. ’Magic is weakened in the Yinfeng Realm, so it’s one thing that I couldn’t break through a Body Cultivator’s protective Cultivation Technique, but how could I fail to deal with a mere Martial Cultivator?’
’From the looks of it, Zhao Lin’s Rock Armor Skill seemed to be beyond the Minor Achievement Level. Could it be at the Mastery Level?’
’Impossible, I must have seen it wrong. How could someone at the Qi Refining Third Layer have mastered a spell to the Mastery Level?’
...
Zhao Lin ran for a while. Seeing that the Fat Cultivator wasn’t chasing him, he calmed down slightly, but his feet didn’t stop moving.
He didn’t slow his pace until nearly an hour had passed and his ultrasonic detection confirmed no one was nearby.
Facing a Qi Refining Ninth Layer cultivator, Zhao Lin felt a great deal of pressure.
Although he had just defeated a Qi Refining Eighth Layer bandit cultivator two days ago, the two situations were not comparable.
Bandit cultivators had no fixed residence and trained in the wild long-term. Their strength was somewhat lacking compared to proper sect cultivators.
’The Fat Cultivator looked to be at least forty years old. An age like that meant he had likely cultivated one or two spells to the Grand Achievement Level.’
’If that were true, it would be difficult for my own Mastery Level spells to compete, not to mention the fact that our Mana was on completely different levels.’
Through his observations during this time, Zhao Lin had gained a deeper understanding of the Yinfeng Realm.
Because the Spiritual Qi was thin here, casting Magic consumed more Mana, and its effects were diminished. The Rock Armor Skill he had just used was noticeably less thick and sturdy than he had expected.
Zhao Lin released his Divine Sense and found that his detection range had shortened by about twenty percent.
His Divine Sense could originally cover a radius of about one hundred yards; now, it was barely seventy.
In this kind of environment, when Low Tier cultivators fought against high-tier ones, they would face the predicament of being unable to see, unable to hit, and unable to defend.
Besides, he was here to collect Yinfeng Grass for his sect mission. It was best to avoid conflict if possible.
Zhao Lin composed himself and scanned his surroundings. He could vaguely make out the rolling hills nearby and the towering peaks in the distance.
The Yinfeng Realm was not large, shaped like a fist with its thumb extended. It was only a few hundred li in length and width, about the size of a mortal province.
However, the terrain was complex, with high mountains and lowlands. If flattened out, its surface area would not be small. Traversing the entire Yinfeng Realm would definitely take more than a month or two.
Zhao Lin proceeded cautiously, constantly scanning with his ultrasound.
Two hours passed, but he hadn’t found a single stalk of Yinfeng Grass.
’This is normal. Cultivators search the Yinfeng Realm for Yinfeng Grass all year round. The easily accessible places were picked clean long ago. Besides, Yinfeng Grass usually grows in hidden nooks and crannies... ’
Mulling this over, Zhao Lin quickened his pace and headed for a nearby mountain peak.
The peak wasn’t high and was covered in thick vines.
With no large trees to climb, most of these vines grew horizontally or coiled around each other, twisting together into strange and bizarre shapes.
Zhao Lin was tempted to fly into the air for a better view, but he decided against it. ’While the high ground offers a clear line of sight, it also means anyone who looks up can see me.’
’Besides, this is a small world full of unknowns. Caution should be my top priority.’
Just then, a sense of alarm rose in Zhao Lin’s heart. He snapped his head up and looked around.
Five Yin Souls were gliding silently toward him, now less than seventy yards away!
Zhao Lin shivered. ’The Yin Souls are so close! How did I not notice them at all?’
’These things aren’t very strong, but their sudden appearance is enough to make one’s skin crawl.’
A sweep of his Divine Sense and ultrasound immediately revealed the reason.
Yin Souls are corporeal but intangible and nearly transparent. From a distance, they are difficult to perceive with Divine Sense.
Ultrasound waves also passed through them easily, with very few waves bouncing back.
This was Zhao Lin’s first encounter with Yin Souls, and he lacked experience with them. He only noticed them once they were already close.
’Good, they’re ordinary Yin Souls. They haven’t developed intelligence yet.’
Whether a Yin Soul had developed intelligence could be determined by two main factors: its appearance and its Divine Sense.
Ordinary Yin Souls were silvery-white and generally no wider than three feet. Intelligent Yin Souls were larger and had a bluish tint.
Although they hadn’t developed intelligence, the five Yin Souls seemed to be acting on instinct, forming a circle as they closed in on Zhao Lin.
"Flame Stream Arrow!"
Without hesitation, Zhao Lin waved his hand and unleashed the Magic.