Chapter 1239: Goodbye Dao Yuan Spirit Cat
That being said, how could we let Luo Xiaoxue give it a try? We simply can’t transmit anywhere, and Mu Yiting has to find a formation point first.
This is quite the headache.
Once Liang Zhao’s puppet disappeared, that gust of wind vanished too. The disciples who weren’t caught in the wind seemed to awaken from a dream, still clueless about what they had done.
“What is this…?”
“Where is Lord Liang? Why is he missing?!”
“Who is that? Lin Nuo?! How did he get here?!”
They snapped back to reality, only to see a terrifying figure: Lin Nuo.
Speaking of Lin Nuo, even demon practitioners wouldn’t underestimate him. His understanding of demons is profound—make a gesture, and he could guess what spell you were about to pull off, then he’d counter it.
Even high-ranking demon practitioners like Liang Zhao had to tread carefully around him; let alone this band of lowly minions.
“It seems you’re all unaware. Let’s make a simple trade: you all have some ties with other organizations, right? Speak up, and I’ll spare your lives. Of course, I recommend you all not to be overly loyal. Liang Zhao has already abandoned you, yet you still serve him? It’s better to look after yourselves.”
Lin Nuo was persuading these demon practitioners to turn back, warning them against blind loyalty that would lead to their demise.
“No way! Stop spouting nonsense!”
These demon practitioners wouldn’t listen to just Lin Nuo’s words; claims without evidence fell on deaf ears.
“I already know the situation, but I wanted to see if you would be honest. You’ve started to get involved with the Demon Realm and Sacred Realm, and you recently allied with the Handa faction. Just now, that large group of yours was sent to the border of the Three Realms to meet with Handa.”
Lin Nuo laid out a host of speculations, sounding convincing. He had some basis for his claims, but he was just waiting for the demon practitioners to acknowledge it.
“This…”
Clearly, Lin Nuo hit the nail on the head; they were left speechless.
“It seems you’re only half-informed. You don’t know as much as I do. The place at the border of the Three Realms is a hellscape. If you were sent there, you’d be cannon fodder. In that case, keeping you around is of no use.”
Lin Nuo drew his sword, ready to take action. Time to send you all on your way, useless lot.
“Wait! There’s something you still don’t know!”
The demon practitioners pleaded for mercy, seeming to have a glimmer of hope.
Deep down, they knew the truth; they had basically become cannon fodder, mere pawns abandoned at the right moment.
“Handa is going to let us demon practitioners rule the human realm. We have been oppressed for so long, and finally, there’s a new horizon for us. Lord Liang has refined potions through Handa, which enhanced our Demon Soul Power. Lin Nuo, I can give you these potions if you let us go.”
“Then show them to me.”
“They’re not on me, but you can come with us.”
These demon practitioners were scheming, planning to lead Lin Nuo somewhere so they could have him consume the Soul-Dispersing Agent refined by their alchemist, which would weaken his Demon Soul Power.
“Alright. Just one will do; the rest can die. You choose which one survives.”
Lin Nuo was not being polite to them. With their tails up, they thought they could deceive him, but he’d only let one live—the rest would meet their end right here, while they could keep scheming.
“Ah, um…”
The demon practitioners panicked. They wanted to lure Lin Nuo away, but he countered with a plan to wipe them out instead.
No wonder he was the kind of figure that made all demon practitioners shudder.
“Right here! I can give it to you!”
One of the demon practitioners took the initiative, and the others scrambled to take out their potions, hoping to salvage the situation and perhaps cling to life.
With the potions delivered, Lin Nuo couldn’t refuse; if you offered it, he’d take it all.
After securing them, it would be time to eliminate this group—keeping them around was too risky, especially since once they had lost themselves once, they could easily do so again.
Just as Lin Nuo intended to grab the potions from them, their bodies heated up, like they were about to explode.
Sure enough, they really exploded.
Boom!
Before he could get the potions, the demon practitioners detonated, and Lin Nuo quickly stepped back to avoid the impending blast.
“Self-detonation? Quite ruthless indeed.”
Lin Nuo muttered, realizing this was likely Liang Zhao’s doing.
Those poor demon practitioners; they really just became cannon fodder.
The potions blew up, and he didn’t get a single one. There were no corpses around for him to scavenge either; Liang Zhao intentionally kept him from getting anything.
Well, there’s nothing useful here; it looks like I’ll have to keep searching.
Not knowing how to navigate to the border of the Three Realms, he decided he needed to pay a visit to the Qin family to find out how Qin Shili disappeared. After all, there should be some cause and effect.
As for finding Liang Zhao’s true form, he had to come up with a plan; constantly battling puppets wasn’t going to cut it.
He then rejoined Liu Shuqin and the others and headed to the Qin family.
…
“This is… Lin Nuo?! Report to the master, Lin Nuo has arrived!”
Upon seeing Lin Nuo, the Qin family’s subordinates rushed to greet him; this was a major figure, and they couldn’t slack off.
The Qin family head, Qin Zhu, personally came to meet him, as if Lin Nuo’s arrival was a ray of hope shining upon the Qin family—salvation had come.
“Ah, Lin Nuo, we were truly hoping for your arrival. It’s my fault for not being able to locate you sooner; otherwise, I would have sent someone to invite you. How could I let you come here in person?”
“Let’s skip the pleasantries, Qin old master. I come here for the same reason you want my help. Is Qin Shili no longer in the Qin family?”
“Hmm… you really are insightful; I can’t hide anything from you,” Qin Zhu sighed deeply. As a father, he always wanted to protect his daughter, but things didn’t turn out as hoped, and in the end, his daughter bore the brunt of it all.
“She has disappeared, but I believe she’s not dead; it’s just unclear where she has been taken.”
“Good, looks like Liang Zhao was right. What was the situation at that time?” Lin Nuo pressed on.
“There was a thunderstorm near our estate, and Shili wanted to investigate. As a result, she was swept into the storm, and now her whereabouts are unknown.”
Qin Zhu explained,
“Of course, there are also rumors about her whereabouts: that she is not in the human realm. Our Qin family has a guest who has its own ideas.”
“Guest? Who?”
“You should have met them. It’s the Spirit Cat, Dao Yuan.”
“Dao Yuan? That cat…”
Lin Nuo recalled the events at the Xuanyun Sect, where in the Zhi Shu Ge, there was a cat named Dao Yuan, who had previously competed with him for reading ‘Wulin Xiaozhuan.’
It had been a whole year since he last saw it.
Though that cat could be a bit of a nuisance, it shared similar interests with him, making it a somewhat kindred spirit.
“Where is he?”
“Right here… he’s coming.”
As Qin Zhu began to lead Lin Nuo to meet Dao Yuan, the real deal approached with graceful steps.
“Long time no see, Lin Nuo, it’s been a year. Even though you’ve turned to darkness, you’re still much better than the cultivators of Xuanyun Sect.”