Jiang Qingshuang was also furious. As the White Corpse Ghost-King, one of the Four Great Ghost Kings of the Crimson Ghost Sect, what kind of opponent had she not seen in her day? But someone like Jingkong was truly an eye-opener. Even now, in the Spirit Realm, there was still someone who dared to oppose her Crimson Ghost Sect?
At that moment, Lin Yun directly bent his bow and nocked an arrow.
"Perhaps we cannot deal with the current Crimson Ghost Sect, but after I let this arrow fly, you won't be feeling so good either," he said with a smile. The God-Slaying Bow was the greatest threat he currently posed to Jiang Qingshuang.
Jiang Qingshuang glared at Lin Yun, her teeth itching with hatred. It was this very boy who had caused her to end up in her current state, even making her a laughingstock in the mouths of many. That was then. But now, given the situation, if she were to truly make a move, she might not gain any advantage. Never mind that Jingkong's strength was immense; even Lin Yun alone was not someone who could be dealt with so easily. Jiang Qingshuang had learned her lesson before and was now wary of him.
Lin Yun, in contrast, stood there like a man without a care in the world, just watching her quietly. The power of the God-Slaying Bow… he refused to believe that Jiang Qingshuang, in her current state, could truly ignore it.
"White Corpse King, it is best to give up," Jingkong said with a long sigh. "What the Crimson Ghost Sect is doing this time will inevitably stir up a rain of blood and a wind of gore in the cultivation world. Do you truly wish for the tragedy of those years to happen again?" The last time, at Zhenhuang Hall, too many people had died. They naturally did not wish to see the same thing happen a second time. But he also understood that with things as they were, they seemed to have no other choice.
Lin Yun, for his part, completely ignored whatever Jiang Qingshuang was thinking. He didn't know what this woman wanted to do, but with his own strength, he could ensure her goals would not be achieved.
Looking at the members of the Adamantine Sect, Jiang Qingshuang sneered. "What a joke. You were allowed to do it back then, but we are not allowed to do it now? This cultivation world has been a plate of stagnant water for so many years. All the benefits have been taken by you sanctimonious hypocrites. Now, why can't we reshuffle the deck?" she taunted.
Jingkong was taken aback. "So that is what you are thinking. What happened back then was an accident. Now that everything has returned to peace, our predecessors have already paid the price for their recklessness. Must you follow the tracks of their overturned cart?"
At this, Lin Yun glanced at Jingkong beside him, his expression changing. Well now. He had been wondering how Jingkong had gotten in here. It now seemed this old senior knew a great deal more than he let on. That was why he had come. It was very likely that no one else in the Spirit Realm even knew a figure like him was present.
This is a thick thigh. I must hug it tight. Without a second thought, Lin Yun edged a little closer to Jingkong.
The old monk noticed this, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.
"Old bald donkey, spare me your grand principles!" Jiang Qingshuang snapped. "If reasoning could solve everything, there wouldn't have been so much chaos back then!"
"Han Yunfei, say something!" she demanded. "This matter with the Adamantine Sect, are you going to get involved or not?"
Elder Yunfei glanced at Jiang Qingshuang, then at Jingkong, his heart as tangled as hemp. My dear lady, when immortals fight, why do you keep calling on me? Look at these two. Which one of them do you think I can possibly offend? Elder Yunfei just wanted to be a salted fish and coast by. You fight your own battles. Just don't drag me into it.
"Your Majesty Ghost King, on this matter, we can only do our best," he said with a smile. "If we can achieve a result, we will naturally give our all." He then lowered his head to the side, clearly intending to ignore the matter completely.
Just then, Jingkong hit upon the crux of the issue. "I'm afraid the Crimson Ghost Sect does not currently have the ability to reach this place, do they?"
The Adamantine Sect itself was powerful enough, which was why the Myriad Evils Valley was so wary of them and didn't dare to make a move. Jingkong alone was enough to suppress their entire sect. And the Crimson Ghost Sect was at a critical juncture elsewhere. They absolutely could not come.
Jingkong's one sentence was a wake-up call. Jiang Qingshuang stared at the people before her, a mix of five flavors in her heart.
At that moment, Lin Yun began to infuse his Yuan Qi into the bow. "You don't have much time to hesitate. If you do not wish to fight, then leave at once. If you remain here, then the only option is to fight to the death."
Staring coldly at the people before him, the expression on Lin Yun's face grew more and more solemn.
Elder Yunfei, naturally, had no intention of fighting. "Your Majesty Ghost King, we must consider the bigger picture. With Jingkong here, you and I won't gain any advantage. We must report this to our superiors at once."
Seeing the expressions on their faces, Jiang Qingshuang snorted in fury. "What a bunch of useless trash. You can't even accomplish such a simple task."
Then, she looked at Lin Yun. "Old bald donkey, I can let you and your people leave. But this boy cannot. He killed so many of our Crimson Ghost Sect's people and ruined our plans. Does he think he can just walk away unscathed? That will not happen."
Lin Yun looked at Jingkong in mock horror. Well now. This woman is truly vicious. Is this a divisive ploy?
But Jingkong showed no signs of falling for it. "Impossible. He must live," he stated flatly, looking at Jiang Qingshuang. "If the Ghost King insists on making things difficult, then this old monk will have no choice but to act."
As he spoke, a golden light began to emanate from his body.
Lin Yun glanced over. Tsk tsk, how domineering.
Jiang Qingshuang seemed to be intimidated. She glared venomously at Lin Yun. "Consider yourself lucky today, boy, that you have this old bald donkey protecting you. Next time, I will surely kill you."
Lin Yun smiled. "Is that so? Then I invite the Ghost King to come find me next time. But the God-Slaying Bow in my hands is not to be trifled with, either." After speaking, he put the bow away.
Just then, Lin Yun glanced at his own panel.
[Name]: Lin Yun
[Realm]: Sky-Soaring Realm - Stage 1
[Destiny Template]: Mediocre (White)
[Attributes]: Immaculate Sword Physique (Purple), Asura (Purple), Pure Sword Heart (Blue) [Fate]: Dies after being grievously wounded in a sneak attack at the Myriad Evils Valley encampment.
[Recent Turning Point]: Is ambushed at the Myriad Evils Valley encampment.
Damn it, it changed again already? Lin Yun sighed internally. He was lucky he had gotten into the habit of checking his panel whenever he had a free moment. Otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he died this time.
To dare to ambush him now, and to succeed in killing him even with Jingkong present, there was only one person capable of it.
Jiang Qingshuang.
Looking at the woman stepping aside, her face a mask of indignation, Lin Yun sneered in his heart. As I thought. You're a treacherous one.
"Chongqing Bird," he asked silently, "if Jiang Qingshuang were to launch a full-power sneak attack, what are my chances of survival?"