Tycoon War God

Within the forest, there was no need for any reservation. In the cities, if one showed too many of his abilities, he would inevitably attract unwanted attention. But here, Lin Mu didn’t deliberately suppress his power. Divine Spells were his strongest weapon!

Standing atop the Ice Dragon with a mocking smile, Lin Mu looked indifferently at the old man. ”You, an ant who has just touched the threshold of Cultivation, dare to speak of power?”

He lightly tapped the dragon’s head with his foot, and the massive head slowly advanced toward the old man.

The old man’s expression changed dramatically. As if thunderbolts were roaring in his mind, the fear in his eyes had grown to its absolute limit.

CRACK! CRACK!

The countless ice spears and frost the old man had conjured were now frozen in midair, as if time itself had stopped. The Ice Dragon opened its massive jaws and took a fierce inhale, sucking all the ice spears into its belly.

ROAR!

The Ice Dragon let out a satisfied roar, and a puff of white breath shot from its nostrils, intensifying the surrounding chill and thickening the frost on the ground. A layer of white frost even coated the old man’s face.

”Die!”

An indifferent voice rang out, devoid of emotion and certainly not joking.

The old man trembled, his lips quivering.

THUD!

He suddenly knelt, prostrating himself with his forehead pressed tightly against the ground. ”Spare my life, Immortal! Please spare my life!”

The old man was terrified. ”As long as you don’t kill me, I’m willing to work like an ox or a horse for you!” he begged.

Compared to his earlier haughty demeanor, he was now no different from a dog! He was a Master respected by thousands, worshiped as a divine being by countless influential figures in the Southeast Five Provinces. He had not reached his current status easily and did not want to die. To save his life, he knelt at Lin Mu’s feet like a pathetic dog.

It was because Lin Mu’s strength had far surpassed his imagination.

He had thought Lin Mu was merely a Martial Arts Grandmaster. But only now did he realize that the man was no ordinary Grandmaster. He was a god! A real god! What I called power was nothing more than child’s play in front of Lin Mu, not even worth mentioning! The achievements Lin Mu had attained were beyond my wildest dreams, beyond anything I could reach in this lifetime.

Chu Zhengbo was stunned. He was shocked that the Master would actually beg for mercy from someone in their twenties.

The Spirit Seer was also stunned, but his shock stemmed from Lin Mu’s power.

That terrifying Ice Dragon... those earth-shattering abilities... How could a Mortal achieve this? This is a god, an Immortal! A being we can never hope to touch!

Lin Mu’s icy eyes looked down at the old man, and the words he uttered made the temperature on the entire mountain drop even further. ”Didn’t you just say you wanted to scatter my soul and kill all my family and friends? Weren’t you?”

The old man’s face paled, and he kowtowed repeatedly until his forehead was bleeding.

”Immortal, please spare my life! I was... I was just joking before!” Fear was written all over the old man’s face. He slapped himself while begging, ”Immortal, please let me go this one time! I swear, I will never provoke you again. Even if you make me your dog, I won’t have any complaints!”

The venerable Master, worshipped by the world, was now willing to be Lin Mu’s dog. If word of this got out, it would surely shock the entire world.

A slight smile touched Lin Mu’s lips. ”Be my dog?”

The old man nodded fervently. ”Yes, yes, yes! As long as the Immortal doesn’t kill me, I will be the Immortal’s most loyal dog! If you tell me to go east, I will never dare go west! If you tell me to eat feces, I will absolutely not dare to eat meat!”

The Spirit Seer’s mouth gaped open in disbelief at the old man’s words.

This animal! He’s willing to give up all his dignity just to live?

At the same time, a sense of unease washed over him. He was worried Lin Mu would accept the old man’s offer.

After all, if I were in his position, I would choose the old man too. His power is greater; he’s far more useful than I am!

Chu Zhengbo instinctively covered his mouth, as if seeing his Master for the very first time.

However, just when everyone thought Lin Mu would agree, he shook his head mockingly.

”You? Worthy?”

Those three simple words sent the Spirit Seer into a state of elation while the old man’s expression changed drastically.

He refused? Lin Mu actually refused!

”A mere ant like you thinks you’re worthy of being my dog?” Lin Mu said with an indifferent, disdainful expression. ”I could kill you with a single breath. Do you think I need a lapdog like you?”

”You...” The old man’s face turned pale, and a flash of crimson appeared deep in his eyes.

A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated! I’ve already humbled myself to such an extent! If he had simply refused, that would be one thing, but to insult me like this!

As this thought crossed his mind, an even denser chill emanated from his body. With a hoarse voice, he snarled, ”Kid, do you really think I’m afraid of you? Since you want me to die, then I’ll take you with me!”

A layer of cold frost appeared on the old man’s body as sharp, ice-spur-like projectiles burst out from him in a surprise attack, shooting furiously toward Lin Mu.

Lin Mu scoffed and stood motionless. Just as the numerous ice spurs were about to pierce him, the Ice Dragon suddenly opened its mouth wide and fiercely inhaled.

All the ice spurs vanished.

At the same time, the dragon exhaled a stream of even colder white breath that instantly enveloped the old man.

”No—”

With a final scream, he was frozen solid, an expression of sheer terror locked on his face.

”With your pathetic level of strength, you dare make a fool of yourself in front of me?”

The Ice Dragon automatically lowered its head, setting Lin Mu on the ground before disappearing. Lin Mu stood before the frozen old man and slowly raised one hand.

”You beast. You’ve borrowed someone else’s body for long enough. It’s time to return it.”

He placed his palm on the old man’s head, and under the latter’s terrified gaze, Lin Mu gently grasped.

HSSS!

The next moment, a tattered and fragile soul-like shadow was in his hand. It was the Spirit Seer’s other soul fragment! The soul fragment struggled frantically in Lin Mu’s hand, letting out a silent roar as if begging for mercy.

”Unexpectedly, you beast were quite fortunate. You used an external object to possess someone’s body, but alas, you ran into me today.”

Lin Mu recalled what the Spirit Seer had told him. He had been cultivating a secret technique to split his Divine Soul into two—one primary, one secondary. However, shortly after the separation, the secondary soul had taken advantage of the primary’s weakened state to seize his body, which led to all the subsequent events.

As soon as Lin Mu finished speaking, he squeezed his hand tightly, instantly crushing the secondary soul fragment. Simultaneously, Lin Mu grabbed the Spirit Seer’s Divine Soul and forcibly shoved it back into his body.

”Fuck...” the Spirit Seer blurted out.

Merging a Divine Soul back into its body requires a series of complex and meticulous steps! Who does it like this?!

”Practice the Repatriation Spell I taught you,” Lin Mu said. ”In less than an hour, you’ll be able to regain control of your body.”

The frost on the Spirit Seer’s body vanished, and an object fell to the ground—it was an ancient-looking mirror. Lin Mu drew the mirror into his palm. It was bone-chillingly cold, like holding a block of pure ice. On the back of the mirror, three characters were carved in an ancient seal script.

”Soul Communion Realm?”