Chapter Fifteen: Three Thousand Threads of Emotion

  "Ah, you little brat, you're looking for death!!"

  Nangong Zhenxin originally thought that he would personally take action and capture a rumored waste with ease.

  However, things turned out to be far beyond his expectations. Ye Lin not only matched him in strength from the front, showing no signs of weakness, but also had an incredibly mysterious knife technique. The Three Thousand Silver Threads split into three thousand paths, killing with each strike. Even a ordinary cultivator at the peak of the Qi Refining stage would find it hard to escape with their life, let alone a mere Body Tempering cultivator like him. But unexpectedly, this young man's knife technique was extremely profound and mysterious. As soon as he made his move, his one knife seemed to possess an extraordinary suction force, sweeping up all three thousand of Ye Lin's silver hairs.

  This is only one aspect, the second being that the three thousand silver hairs have undergone secret cultivation, each one comparable to a pre-heavenly grade divine weapon. In the past, even if it was a sea monster with extremely tough skin and flesh, if they were wrapped in these three thousand silver hairs, they would definitely be killed instantly, and could even annihilate them completely.

  However, strange things happen year after year, and this year is especially numerous. The black knife in Ye Lin's hand not only has a magical attraction, but it is also magically sturdy. Ordinary opponents, holding refining-grade divine weapons, would inevitably be cut into countless pieces by the silver-haired girl's single roll. But today, the black knife in Ye Lin's hand didn't show any unusual signs, and instead, it was competing with her own strength.

  Of course, all of these are unimportant, the most important thing is that this kid is too weird. Obviously, he's just a Body Tempering stage martial artist, and ordinary Body Tempering stage martial artists can at most only soak in medicinal baths to let their bodies automatically absorb the medicinal properties, strengthening their bodies. Unless they reach the Yuan Dan stage, there won't be any formed energy within their bodies that can be driven.

  But this little guy is just too inhuman, a small character at the Refining Body level, yet his whole body burst out with purple flames, and what's even more terrifying is that these flames can even burn his own silver hair.

  Heavens, is there still no justice?

  Nangong Zhen's heart was filled with rage, his face turned ferocious, and he shouted: "Ah, go die!!"

  Nangong Zhenxin was indeed a figure above the level of refining Qi, having transcended the realm of martial artists and entered the ranks of cultivators. Although he couldn't yet achieve omnipotence, his methods were varied and not to be underestimated. The Purple Extreme Heavenly Fire roared in, burning fiercely as it approached. He made a swift move, his right hand like a knife, cutting off all of his beloved silver hair from his scalp.

  This is also a major ultimate skill of Nan Gong Zhen Xin, Palm Along Knife. He uses his three thousand silver hairs as his own weapon, and naturally he must be prepared to encounter true strongmen. If by chance he encounters someone who has cultivated the divine ability in their hands, they can grab his three thousand silver hairs and not let go, then come at him with a smooth and sly move, slapping their palm on his head. At that time, wouldn't he only have one road to death?

  Ever since he cultivated this technique, in nearly a hundred years, he had never encountered an opponent as formidable as this one. For a moment, it greatly boosted his confidence, and whenever he met an opponent, he would toss out a strand of silver hair, and the opponent would be defeated by him.

  However, who would have thought that this time they would encounter such a freak. Although he was a Refining Body level cultivator, it wasn't as if he had some kind of divine ability in his hands, but he just happened to be someone who defied the heavens and had flames erupting from his body.

  "This is a silver hair that's almost on par with the Innate level! Ordinary Refining Qi-level divine weapons are nothing but trash in front of this silver hair, and will inevitably be crushed into powder. But how did this little brat manage to produce such a terrifying flame?"

  Flame God's Divine Sense?

  Bullshit, a kid at the Refining Body level, cultivating what kind of divine ability? Even many old ancestors who have entered the Pre-Heavenly realm don't have the qualifications to cultivate divine abilities. Otherwise, what's the point of having Pre-Heavenly martial arts?

  Congenital divine fire?

  An existence like dog shit, the real innate divine fire is said to be an innate dragon-level existence, and whether or not one can approach this divine fire is a huge unknown!

  Nangong Zhenxin looked at Ye Lin's body covered in purple flames and his face turned gloomy.

  Ye Lin swung his Heaven-Slaying Sword and shouted: "Old mixed hair, do you still want to fight?"

  A fire burned off the old man's hair, and Ye Lin also let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

  "You're looking for death, look at the knife!!"

  His beloved hair was burned by someone, and he was already humiliated enough. Now, this little scoundrel dared to insult him like this; if he could still tolerate it, his name wouldn't be Nangong Zhenxin.

  Ah!!!

  Nan Gong's Heart-Shocking Palm, although not as divine as Silver Hair's, was also a surefire move to cut off the three thousand silver hairs. If you were struck by this palm, even if you were a cultivator of Qi or an immortal, you would be torn into eight pieces.

  "That's amazing!!"

  Even Ye Lin was shocked by this knife technique. A pair of flesh palms, under the effect of this knife technique, could already transform into a large chopping knife.

  Ye Lin gazed at a large boulder not far away, and an idea flashed in his mind. He recalled the baseball he played in his previous life. In a flash, he appeared beside the boulder, using Zhan Tian Dao as a bat and the boulder as a ball. With one swing of his knife, the boulder was split into two halves instantly. However, Ye Lin's control over his power had reached an extraordinary level, and the two halves of the boulder transformed into two shooting stars that shot towards Nan Gong Zhen Xin like lightning.

  "Hah!!"

  With a loud shout, the two large stones were actually split into four pieces by Nangong Zhenxin's pair of palms, and what was even more astonishing was that the cut surface could still reflect sunlight.

  "So fierce??"

  Ye Lin's eyes suddenly burst forth with orange light, and in his mind, he continuously deduced the trajectory of this knife technique.

  "So it was, so it was!!"

  Ye Lin's magical divine eyes were too powerful, with just one glance, he had already pushed out the root of this palm knife.

  It's actually easy, just convert the true energy in the body into a knife edge, use your palm as the blade, and you can cast it out. However, to cut off three thousand silver hairs, you still need to use special medicine and secret methods to soak your hands.

  "If I infuse my palms with the source energy, won't my palm-edge strike be even more formidable?"

  Although I saw through Nan Gong Zhen Xin's fundamental, it is absolutely impossible to say that the outcome has been decided. Under absolute power, even if you see a weakness, it will not have any effect.

  Don't look at Ye Lin, who had just fought a fierce battle with Nangong Zhenxin for thirty rounds. But after all, it was just hair, no matter how powerful it was. Once someone grabbed it, it would already be hair, because it was connected to the scalp. If too much force was used, this layer of scalp would inevitably be torn off, and Nangong Zhenxin simply didn't dare.

  But it's different now, with the palm knife and both hands having undergone special medicinal treatment. If the Heaven-Slaying Sword can exert its full strength, then it would be fine. A mere pair of palms could be cut off easily. However, the power of the Heaven-Slaying Sword must rely on Ye Lin, this master.

  For this reason, Ye Lin could only bring Tian Peng's speed to its limits and wait for an opportunity to strike.

  "Dragon God, you said, can I successfully cultivate the three thousand emotional threads you mentioned?"

  "Oh, you want to cultivate that Three Thousand Emotional Threads?"

  "Yes, for example, now my strength is not as good as his, but his eyes must be a fatal weakness. As long as I cultivate this divine ability, I can break through from his eyes and kill him with one blow."

  "Alright, it was just like when that Demon King killed a member of my Dragon Clan at the beginning. I was ordered by our Ancestral Dragon to kill him, and his divine technique was also extracted from him by me. Now, I'll pass it on to you. Let me tell you, this Three Thousand Emotional Threads is absolutely a killing technique. The more killings there are, the greater its evolution will be!"

  "Alright, give it to me!"

  Upon hearing this, Ye Lin was overjoyed. In this chaotic world, he wanted to create a supreme immortal clan without slaughter, which was fundamentally impossible.

  "Okay, I'll send it to you now."

  Suddenly, a vast amount of information came from the Purple Extreme Heaven Yang, and in an instant, Ye Lin's eyes lit up.

  This is indeed a divine art, after it's fully mastered, every single strand of hair can be used as a divine sword. What's even more terrifying is that the 3,000 strands of long hair are like 3,000 threads of emotions; once someone falls into its trap, the 3,000 strands of hair will endlessly absorb their vital energy until they're completely drained, only then will the emotional threads be severed.

  "This is a fox spirit!"

  According to legend, a fox cultivates into a spirit and transforms into a beauty, absorbing the yang energy of human males to aid in its cultivation. This three thousand emotional threads is precisely this principle.

  "But I like it!!"

  Ye Lin dodged Nan Gong's swift and deadly palm strikes with the help of Tian Peng's Nine Transformations, while continuously comprehending the secrets of the Divine Ability. As he could see through the origin of all phenomena, Ye Lin's comprehension grew better and better, and his mastery of the Divine Ability also became more effortless.

  "Hmph, I don't have that kind of medicine, but I do have the Purple Extreme Heavenly Fire. I'll use the Dragon Elephant Original Source Qi to envelop the Purple Extreme Heavenly Fire and temper my hair with it. I bet the effect won't be bad."

  The dragon elephant's origin must have the spirit of the dragon to grow, but the purple extreme heavenly fire is absorbing Ye Lin's own essence to grow, so naturally, Ye Lin chose the purple extreme heavenly fire.

  He said it and did it, instantly, Ye Lin drew all the Purple Extreme Heavenly Fire into his long hair at the back of his head, and slowly introduced all the Dragon Elephant's original breath into his long hair. Instantly, Ye Lin's full head of long hair was like a meridian, and was actually opened up by Ye Lin using the Purple Extreme Heavenly Fire.

  At that moment, Ye Lin seemed to have suddenly opened up countless meridians, and these meridians were also connected to the meridians on his scalp, as if allowing Ye Lin to suddenly absorb the energy of heaven and earth through his hair.

  "How great it would be if I could always be like this!!"

  Ye Lin knew that all of this was because Long Xiang's Ben Yuan Qi was too powerful, which would make Ye Lin have such an illusion, otherwise it wouldn't be possible.

  "After you have enough energy, it will come naturally, and now you can use this to deal with your opponent."

  At these words, Ye Lin's eyes lit up, and indeed, with the Dragon Elephant's original aura present, where could his two palms cut off?

  At this thought, a fierce glint flashed in Ye Lin's eyes, and two strands of hair shot out like arrows under his mental control, directly towards Nan Gong Zhen Xin's eyes.

  "Ah!!!!!!"