Chapter Fifteen: Ripples Below

  One day later, Lin Huang and Spring Autumn found a city.

  "Actually arrived at Sansu County. Actually was flicked away by a finger so far. Indeed worthy of being a divine spirit."

  The king of Chu and Qin shouted excitedly, stirring up his injuries again, and couldn't help but cough up a large amount of blood.

  "For Pete's sake, can't you just cure me once and for all?!"

  Lin Ao looked at Chun Qiu Wang with interest and said, "I remember that the Law Enforcement Department's official evaluation of you is 'hating evil like an enemy, being upright and unyielding'. But after spending a day together, you've been complaining like a nagging wife. Did the blow from the divine spirit not only severely injure you but also distort your personality?"

  "You're twisted, your whole family is twisted."

  The Spring and Autumn King let out a loud roar, coldly snorting, "Do you think I'm like you, daring to blaspheme the gods?! Between life and death, there is great terror. If my powers were still intact, I would naturally take action without speaking, but now if I don't vent my anger, I will truly be twisted."

  "There is great terror between life and death. Is it because the fear of facing death cannot be vented? It turns out to be so." Lin Huang nodded, understanding the current psychological changes of Chunqiu Wang.

  "Don't worry. Although you betrayed me, after all, you still saved my life. You can go. I won't report this." The Spring and Autumn King looked at Lin Huang with a complex expression, but before he could say anything, he was hit by Lin Huang's bamboo stick.

  "Hey, don't be too excessive! You still want to fight? I'll take you on!"

  A moment later, Spring and Autumn King had a big package on his head, honestly following behind Lin Huang.

  "Think carefully and figure out why you're still alive, and I'll let you go." Lin Huang held a bamboo cane in his hand, walking while searching for the mailbox, and casually sent something.

  "I've said it, I don't know why either. And you'd better let me go quickly. You've made such a big deal this time, you can't escape. Those guys at Yibuchu may be stupid, but they'll eventually react, and once they find me, you won't be able to run away. Also, I'm talking to you, can you look at me? What are you mailing? Don't you know you're a wanted criminal? This will leave clues and you'll be tracked down."

  Chunqiu Wang muttered to himself, the fear of facing death had almost disappeared, but Chunqiu Wang felt that in the current situation, it was still more stable for him to pretend to be crazy.

  Lin Huang didn't say a word, he just raised the green bamboo stick in his hand, and Spring Autumn Wang immediately shut up.

  "I give you three days' time, if you can't think of it, die."

  Lin Huang faintly opened his mouth, beckoned with his hand, and called a crystal car to head towards the Two Realms Arena.

  "You're getting bolder and bolder. You're a wanted man, yet you don't even bother to change your appearance, and you still dare to take the Interrealm Shuttle? Don't you know that taking the Interrealm Shuttle requires identity verification?" Spring Autumn King muttered to himself as he racked his brains thinking about Lin Huang's problem. He knew that Lin Huang was a man of his word, and if he didn't give him an answer within three days, he would be dead for sure.

  "My wanted poster has been withdrawn." Lin Huang sneered at Chun Qiu Wang, "You see, I crippled 100,000 people and became a wanted fugitive. But just because I desecrated the gods a bit, my wanted poster was withdrawn. Do you understand? In this world, power is supreme."

  The King of Spring and Autumn fell silent, with a bitter smile in his heart, knowing that Lin Huang was telling the truth. Even if the Law Enforcement Department and the Arbitration Court had some hidden intentions, it was impossible to openly treat Lin Huang as an enemy again. Being able to face the gods without dying, the entire human world's political power could no longer treat Lin Huang as an enemy. Uniting all forces that can be united, this is the slogan of the human world's political power, on the premise that you are strong enough.

  "Killing one is a sin, slaughtering ten thousand is heroic, slaughtering a million makes you the hero among heroes. Hero among heroes, with different paths......" Lin Huang was reciting a poem by a powerful being from the Blood Realm with a pleasant expression, while Spring Autumn King looked defeated beside him.

  Zhongnan County, Zhongnan Taoist Temple.

  Originally a place of breathtaking beauty, the dojo now resembles the end of the world, completely devastated, with raging fires and molten lava flowing everywhere, unable to recover for at least a hundred years.

  "Lin Huang, I want him dead!"

  The leader of the Zhongnan Sect, the Ice-Sealed Sword Saint, had a pale face. He had only gone to the White Jade Capital at the invitation of his master, the Zhongnan Sword Saint, and the Zhongnan Sect's thousand-year glory was completely destroyed.

  Although it's been almost a month since the incident, the more Ice Sword Saint thinks about it, the angrier he becomes. Especially when thinking of his master, South Sword Saint, who was severely injured and remained unconscious for nearly a month before waking up. Ice Sword Saint is even more furious now, hastily returning from White Jade City with only one goal in mind: to capture Lin Huang and kill him, avenging the previous humiliation.

  "The Arbitration Court has lifted its wanted order on Lin Huang, the Tian Shen Academy and Taiyi Sect are advocating for reconciliation with Lin Huang and acknowledging his holy position."

  News of the snow on top came, and Bing Feng Jian Sheng just coldly smiled, "Don't bother with them. A group of people who change their minds at the drop of a hat. This kind of shameless humiliation, I can endure, but my master cannot, my master can endure, but our ancestors cannot, Lin Huang must die."

  "But just a mere saint, thinking oneself is indestructible and will last for eternity?"

  "Find him, even if I have to turn the whole world upside down."

  "Are there still disciples living in the dojo? Call them all over for me, I want to ask about the situation that day myself."

  Bing Feng Jian Sheng's aura was in disarray, his heart filled with hatred for Lin Huang, his teeth itching with rage. When he saw the surviving disciples, he became even more furious, "How can there only be a few of them? Where are my ten top disciples?! Are they all dead?!"

  "The old ancestor's divine thought was shocked, and among the disciples in the Taoist temple, not one in ten survived. As for the disciples who held the teachings, only Hao Renjie survived, it is said that he was present at the scene."

  "Is he the only one left?" The Ice Sword Saint's voice sank, his hatred for Lin Huang deepening in his heart. He weakly waved his hand, "Call him over."

  "Are there any survivors of that war? Hehe, just right, I'm also curious, how did Lin Huang manage to survive."

  A figure suddenly appeared beside the Ice Sword Saint, with a beautiful face, long hair draped over his shoulders, wearing a white robe, androgynous, only the prominent Adam's apple proved his sex, holding a palm-sized lollipop in his hand, licking it from time to time.

  "Hong Ying, how did you get here?"

  Bing Feng Jian Sheng's eyebrows furrowed, and he subconsciously kept a distance from the newcomer.

  Hong Ying, the pride of the Hong family twenty years ago, was enfeoffed as a marquis at the age of weak crown, and became a king at thirty. He had just passed forty when he attained sagehood, making him one of the most outstanding talents of his generation.

  Although he has only passed the Heavenly Tribulation and achieved the position of quasi-sage, the Ice Sealed Sword Saint knows that Hong Ying is the designated successor of the Hong family, and even gave him the manuscript of Yi Zi. His true combat power can be compared to those who have crossed the two heavenly tribulations and reached the peak of sainthood.

  However, Hongying, despite his exceptional talent, is extremely disliked by old saints like Bing Feng Jian Sheng. He's a freak who always carries around a lollipop and occasionally deceives underage girls, which is simply a shame to the saints.

  "A 25-year-old saint, who has gone through two calamities of heaven and earth, almost became a demigod. I'm really interested. And robbing the holy land, desecrating the gods and so on, are all things I want to do but don't dare to do. Such a person, I'm really very interested." Hong Ying crushed a stick of rock candy in one bite, laughing wildly.

  "Old man, you won't refuse me, will you?"

  Bing Feng Jian Sheng was enraged by Hong Ying's lazy tone and almost drew his sword to slash him, but ultimately just let out a cold hum, "Is this your intention or the intention of the Hong family?"

  "It's all the same. You know, in the Hong family, I'm the one who calls the shots." Hong Ying said with a straight face, seeing Bing Feng Jian Sheng's disbelieving expression, "My uncle is dead, so I'm the one who decides now. Ah, you don't even want free labor, old man, are you senile?"

  The Frozen Sword Saint could no longer hold back and drew his sword from its scabbard.

  "A gentleman uses his mouth, not his hands." Hong Ying jumped up and looked at the lollipop in her hand, then looked at Bing Feng Jian's long sword with a cold glow in his hand. She quickly shouted, "I can help you find Lin Huang!"

  "You know, I'm very clever. From young to old, no matter how they hide their things, they can't escape my eyes."

  The Ice Sword Saint sheathed his sword and pressed down on his throbbing forehead, "Don't bother me, best if you don't."

  "I know. You ask, I won't speak. In front of your junior, I'll give you face. Don't worry, I understand." Hong Ying took out a piece of hard candy again and stuffed her entire mouth with it, retreating behind Bing Feng Jian Sheng.

  "Master." Hao Renjie walked nervously to the front of Bing Feng Jian Sheng, as the second disciple of Bing Feng Jian Sheng, Hao Renjie knew that this matter had blown up very big, extremely big, and he himself could be considered an accomplice. Thinking of this, Hao Renjie's heart was filled with extreme grief and indignation, wishing it was him who had died, so he wouldn't have to face Bing Feng Jian Sheng.

  "It's good to be alive. It's good to be alive." Bing Feng Jian Sheng couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness when he thought about his ten great disciples, now reduced to just Hao Renjie, the sole survivor.

  After comforting Hao Renjie for a few words, Bing Fengjian turned back to the main topic, "Renjie, what exactly happened this time? Tell me slowly, don't be afraid."

  Hao Renjie took a deep breath, this moment had finally arrived, it was impossible to hide the truth any longer, and the time to test his language art had come.

  Hao Renjie knew that telling lies was impossible, but the truth was also absolutely inexpressible, and could only be avoided with a light touch, nine truths and one falsehood. He didn't mention his own performance in the robbery of the twelve secret vaults at Lin Huang at all.

  "It seems like I've gotten away with it, I'm a real genius." Hao Renjie's words became calmer and calmer, and he couldn't help but admire himself.

  "Wait a minute. I have a question." Hong Ying raised her hand and spoke up.

  Bing Feng Jian Sheng knew that Hong Ying was naturally **, but his insight was still extremely sharp, and he nodded slightly to indicate that he should speak.

  "Second brother."

  "My name is Hao Renjie."

  "Aren't you the second disciple of Old Ice? Ah, don't mind these details, Second Brother. Although I've never been to your family's Twelve Secret Vaults, I think the divine array that I want to protect must be very complex. Even if I wanted to go and steal it, cough, even if I just wanted to visit, it would be very difficult. At least, one needs to obtain a minimum level of permission in order to slowly take control without triggering the divine array. Therefore, there is only one truth."

  "Not me." Hao Renjie's conditioned reflex of denial.

  Hong Ying laughed, Bing Feng Jian Sheng's face turned iron blue.

  Hao Renjie was about to struggle again when he heard someone rushing in from outside, "Master, someone has sent something to the Second Master and left a message saying that since you have repeatedly asked me to spare this Lihuo Divine Sword, then I will give it to you as proof of our unbreakable partnership."

  "No signature? Oh, did I say something wrong? Second Brother, your face looks terrible. Ah, Palm Teach, your face is green..."