"Ugh!"
The porcelain doll shook her head vigorously and plopped down on the edge of the bed, muttering glumly:
"Immortal Sect Disciples are divided into two types: Mountain Masters and World Travelers. The main difference is in their cultivation Formulas. I don’t really know much about it either, but I think the former has better benefits. They don’t have to wander around all over the place."
She patted her belly band. "But you don’t have to worry. You can be whichever you want."
"Why?" Lin Shu was a little confused.
"Because..." The little one pulled at the corners of her mouth, forcing a resigned smile. "You most likely won’t return my Essence Blood, and you’re worried your evil deeds will be discovered by others, so you’ll definitely never let me recruit any other disciples."
Apparently, she was gradually coming to accept her situation.
"Makes sense."
Lin Shu nodded, having no intention of refuting her.
"I told you, don’t listen to that woman’s nonsense! We of the Yu Family are Mountain Gods, super prestigious!" Yu Sheng stood up unsteadily and started to cheer the young man on.
She now truly believed he was very fragile. He didn’t even have a heart. What if he just keeled over and died of fright?
’Then I’d be done for, too.’
"Once we get out of here, this Immortal Descendant will lead you on a sweep through Yongzhou! I don’t care whose tricks are left in your chest, we’ll make them cough that heart back up!"
"So, can we get out now?" Lin Shu shot her a cool glance.
"Er..." Like a deflated ball, Yu Sheng sat back down awkwardly, swinging her little feet without another word.
Lin Shu retracted his gaze as expected, not feeling any disappointment.
No matter what, the little chick was right about one thing.
He needed a sufficient status to be able to find out more information about the White Wolf’s phantom.
The Yu Family could serve as a potential path for now.
Thinking of this, he looked into the void.
Several notifications appeared all at once.
[Qi Cultivation Third Grade. White Bone Burial Soul: Perfection]
[Qi Cultivation Fifth Grade. Red Moon Dharma Eye: Perfection]
[Qi Cultivation Sixth Grade. Spiritual Sparrow Qi Eating Technique: Perfection]
One Inner Technique and two Immortal Techniques, totaling one hundred wisps of Spiritual Power, were enough to grant him decent combat strength at Mid-stage Qi Cultivation.
But the shortcomings were also obvious. White Bone Burial Soul was high-grade, but it mainly relied on creating illusions to frighten people. As for Red Moon Dharma Eye, it wasn’t a pure killing technique to begin with.
’Not ’hard’ enough.’
Lin Shu muttered to himself. He had discovered that these so-called Immortal Techniques were inextricably linked to the Half-Life Immortal who was their source.
For example, the Silver-eyed White Wolf was perhaps more adept at influencing others’ minds, so the two Formulas it passed down both evolved in that direction.
They formed a school of their own.
If he wanted to get into other systems, like the Saber Technique Liu Zhen had used, he would have to find other Immortal Auras.
Furthermore, Lin Shu recalled something else.
When he fed the two Immortal Auras, notifications about "condensing an Immortal Body" had popped up.
The White Wolf had even stated bluntly that the Evil Immortal was not yet formed.
’If I feed it enough and condense it into a phantom of an Evil Immortal, will I be able to obtain new techniques?’
’Perhaps I could even control the Wolf Soul and make it my own. Then I wouldn’t have to worry about it escaping this body.’
He realized he still didn’t have a clear enough understanding of how to use Merit and Sin Coins.
The number of copper coins was just too low. He could only figure it out slowly in the future.
Lin Shu reined in his thoughts and focused his attention on his current situation.
Gu Nanzhi had said a lot, but it could be summed up in a few sentences.
The people in the city were going a little mad from an unknown fear, and that group of Cultivators from the White Tiger Hall was even worse.
Even though she was the County Captain, it was difficult to intimidate a group of madmen who felt their days were numbered.
’These people have a screw loose. Don’t mess with them!’
Lin Shu reached out, his hand gently probing his lapels, then pressed hard against the emptiness beneath his clothes.
A barely perceptible coldness flickered in his eyes.
’The shorter their lives, the harder they are to provoke?’
’As if anyone here has their head screwed on straight.’
The incident on Sifang Street had indeed caused quite a stir.
The desolate Old Woodshed had seen so many visitors in a single day.
He hadn’t expected a third wave.
A taciturn figure stood at the gate, dressed in a green robe, looking somewhat lonely.
"How come it’s just you today?"
Lin Shu chewed on a steamed bun filled with salted meat. Regardless of the taste, at least it was steamed by Miss Yun herself, so it was a bit cleaner.
"He had something to take care of, so I came alone."
Yan Jin glanced into the courtyard, then turned around without further explanation. "Let’s go," she said softly. "The Hall Master is waiting for you."
With her back to the Woodshed, she quickly hid the unusual look in her eyes.
No matter how she looked at it, she found it difficult to connect the languid young man in the courtyard with the incident she had heard about.
Greedy Wolf took office, and just one day later, Liu Zhen died violently, his corpse exposed on the street.
And to this day, the Government Office had made no move.
A well-known Chief Constable was dead. The news had already spread throughout West City, and many had heard the name of this Greedy Wolf.
Yan Jin knew even more.
After all, this Greedy Wolf had only just set foot in Cyan Willow Lane to guard the Magpie’s Nest less than half a month ago.
"Alright."
Lin Shu put down his steamed bun and ambled out of the courtyard gate.
’How interesting,’ he thought.
He had seen plenty of people who trimmed their sails to the wind, but it was rare to see someone change their tune so quickly.
It had been less than two days since Bai Feng had gone from initial coldness to enthusiasm after he killed Tian Jingyuan, and now the man didn’t even show his face.
This could only mean that whatever awaited him today was likely nothing good.
The two of them walked unhurriedly down the long street.
It was the same place as last time, Fuman Restaurant.
The Shopkeeper, who usually stood at the restaurant entrance to greet guests, would bow and scrape before anyone from the Black Water Gang, his mouth full of auspicious words.
But the moment he saw Yan Jin and Lin Shu, his gaunt body seemed to snap in the wind. He bowed so low he nearly touched his head to his knees, not even daring to breathe loudly.
’First, there was only one god of misfortune, the Silk Wolf. Now, they’ve added a Greedy Wolf.’
’And the two ruthless ones are showing up together!’
Compared to last time, at least twenty-odd Fierce Wolves had come this time.
They didn’t go directly into the private room, but stood chatting in the main hall.
When they saw the two walk in, everyone’s expression changed.
The most obvious was Yin Ling. He instinctively retreated behind the crowd, hiding his slightly pale face, and followed the others in calling out softly:
"Master Lin has arrived."
As soon as he said it, he immediately buried his head.
Master Mo stood at the front of the crowd. After a moment’s hesitation, he took the initiative to smile and nod at Lin Shu. "You’re here."
For some reason, every time he saw this young man...
...the thought of retiring grew even stronger in his mind.
’It’s a good thing Xiaoyin was there. Otherwise, if I’d said those rebuking words last time, it would be really awkward to save face today.’
Lin Shu nodded in response.
It was as if his earlier suspicions were being confirmed.
The crowd’s idle chatter was suddenly interrupted by an enraged roar from the private room.
"No need to persuade me further!"
"First, the promised infant wasn’t delivered, and now you’ve intercepted my Immortal Elixir."
"Did you take in this starving dog just to have it bite me?!"

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