"Fellow Daoist, you've arrived."
Ye Lin seemed to have been prepared, looking at Zhang Zhidao with a smile and speaking softly.
Zhang Zhidao was still full of suspicion, then slowly lifted his foot and walked out.
Regardless of whether what Ye Lin said was true, the person outside the door was indeed a Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivator; there was no faking that.
Zhang Zhidao walked in front, while Ye Lin followed behind.
The two of them arrived outside the Sect.
"That old man down there? Are you the master of this force? I won't waste words with you. I'm in a hurry. Within half an hour, hand over all the accumulated wealth of your Sect to me."
"If you exceed the time limit, I will immediately slaughter your Sect."
Looking at Zhang Zhidao on the ground, Li Shengli was full of arrogance, and then a pressure unique to the Nascent Soul Stage pressed down on Zhang Zhidao.
Caught off guard, Zhang Zhidao immediately fell to his knees, his Face flushed red, unable to even resist.
"Useless, hurry up."
After Li Shengli finished speaking, he withdrew the pressure.
Zhang Zhidao looked like someone with one foot in the grave; if he accidentally killed him, there would be no fun left.
After feeling the deadly threat disappear, Zhang Zhidao was still shaken, his Face full of horror.
Li Shengli had truly wanted to kill him just now.
There was no faking that; he looked behind him.
"old thing, hurry up, what are you still standing there for?"
Seeing Zhang Zhidao standing still, Li Shengli's Face was full of malevolence. The deadline was now approaching step by step, and his time was very precious.
After all, the treasures he had plundered so far were still a long way from two thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones.
"Young Master Li, what great prestige you have."
Just then, Ye Lin walked out with a smile, hands behind his back, looking at Li Shengli in the sky.
"Ye Lin? I didn't expect you to be here? Have you finally come to your senses? Perfect, hand over the Spirit Stones now, and I can spare your life. What happened before will be water under the bridge."
Li Shengli looked at Ye Lin, dangerous light flickering in his eyes from time to time.
If Ye Lin could produce the corresponding Spirit Stones, perhaps he wouldn't have to run around every day, and he could return to his carefree, debauched life.
"Young Master Li, come down. Aren't you tired standing in the sky?"
Ye Lin smiled, then gently raised his right hand, and spiritual power surged within it.
The next moment, Li Shengli's Face changed dramatically, and his entire body uncontrollably plummeted towards the ground.
Boom.
With a loud bang, the perfectly intact ground was directly smashed into a large pit by Li Shengli.
Li Shengli's entire body lay prostrate at the center of the large pit, unable to move.
"How... how is this possible?"
Li Shengli's Face was flushed, his hands almost clawing into the ground, his eyes staring fixedly at Ye Lin.
How was this possible? After only half a month, how could Ye Lin have become so powerful? This was unscientific.
"What? Wasn't Young Master Li very carefree once? Why are you so disheveled now?"
Ye Lin walked slowly towards Li Shengli with his hands behind his back.
In his eyes, Li Shengli was no different from an ant now.
Since breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage, Ye Lin had discovered that Li Shengli's combat strength was truly unbearable.
Any random Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivator could easily beat him.
"Young Master Li, your luck seems a bit bad today; you ran into me."
After Ye Lin finished speaking, he flicked his right hand slightly, and instantly, a sword light flashed, directly severing one of Li Shengli's arms.
Immediately, blood flowed freely, and in a short while, it had already pooled on the ground.
Originally, with the terrifying recovery ability of the Nascent Soul Stage, as soon as a wound appeared, it would immediately begin to slowly repair itself.
However, on Li Shengli's wound, Destruction Sword Intent flowed, making self-healing utterly impossible.
"Stop, Ye Lin, I am the grandson of the Grand Elder of the collateral branch of the Li Family in Tianhe County! My grandfather is a Soul Transformation Realm True Person! If you dare to kill me, you will surely die!"
Seeing one of his arms severed, Li Shengli became afraid. He swore he had never felt death so close to him.
This was the closest he had ever been to death; Ye Lin truly wanted to kill him.
"The Li Family? Sorry, I don't know them."
Ye Lin shook his head, and another sword light flashed, severing one of Li Shengli's legs.
He didn't want to kill Li Shengli directly; that would be too easy for him.
He would torture him to death little by little.
Ye Lin was the kind of person who would repay kindness with a gushing spring and make his enemies wish they were dead.
"Damn it, you wait, you're going to die soon, you just wait."
After Li Shengli finished speaking, he used his remaining right hand to pull out a jade talisman from his embrace and instantly activated it.
The next moment, the jade talisman glowed brightly.
And in that instant, a crack began to appear in the space next to Li Shengli. From within the crack, a red-faced old man slowly walked out.
The old man exuded a world-destroying aura, and even Ye Lin couldn't help but take two steps back after feeling this aura.
"Grandfather, save me! He wants to kill me! Save me, Grandfather!"
Upon seeing the old man, Li Shengli roared at him.
His Face was filled with madness.
"Young friend, my grandson is at fault here. How about this, I will give you a Profound Rank High-Grade treasure, and we let this matter go?"
"By the way, I am one of the ten Soul Transformation Realm Immortal Masters of the Li Family, Immortal Master Hongyan. If young friend ever encounters difficulties in the future, you can come to the Li Family to find me."
Immortal Master Hongyan waved his hand, and the pressure on Li Shengli immediately disappeared. Then he looked at Ye Lin with a solemn expression.
He deeply resented this grandson of his, but his son had died, leaving behind only this sole descendant. No matter how much he resented him, this was his Bloodline and closest kin.
Looking at Immortal Master Hongyan in front of him, Ye Lin's mind stirred slightly.
This old thing, what deep machinations.
First, he gave himself an out, then brought up his identity to exert pressure. If it were any other Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator in such a situation, they would probably agree immediately.
After all, this was an Immortal Master personally present; it was already good enough not to die.
"Today, he must die. You cannot protect him."
After Ye Lin finished speaking, before Immortal Master Hongyan could even open his mouth, Li Shengli's Face was filled with madness.
"Grandfather, kill him! He's too arrogant, he doesn't even put you in his eyes! If you let this child go today, there will definitely be endless troubles in the future!"
"Shut up."
Immortal Master Hongyan flicked his sleeve, and the Sword Intent on Li Shengli's body was immediately dispelled.
"Get out of here, this is no longer your business."
"Young friend, are you truly not giving me this Face?"
Immortal Master Hongyan first reprimanded Li Shengli, then looked at Ye Lin with both eyes.
How long had it been? He didn't know how long it had been since someone didn't even give him Face.
"Senior, I said, he must die today, and even you cannot stop it."
"Hahahaha, good! Then I, this old man, will see today how you make him die! I indeed dare not kill a Nameless Mountain Disciple, but I want to see how you, an Early Stage Nascent Soul, kill someone right under my nose!"
Hearing Ye Lin's affirmative tone, Immortal Master Hongyan roared in anger.
He indeed dared not kill a Nameless Mountain Disciple. If he killed Ye Lin now, his head might already be hanging above the Nameless Mountain Sect tomorrow.
After all, he already knew the ins and outs of this matter in his heart.
What he had to do now was just play along with Ye Lin, then take Li Shengli away.
Ultimately, in his eyes, Ye Lin was nothing more than a child.
A Soul Transformation Realm Immortal Master has a Lifespan of thirty thousand years; he had already lived for over twenty thousand years. In his eyes, Ye Lin was almost like an infant.