Tycoon War God

At Lingyan Temple in Suzhou.

An old Daoist, sweeping the courtyard, suddenly looked up and gazed toward the distant sea.

There, lotus flowers were materializing as a golden radiance filled the sky.

”A sage is imparting the Dao... It’s the phenomenon of flowers raining from the heavens. Quite interesting.”

The old Daoist smiled faintly, standing tall in the wind.

Despite his ordinary appearance, he exuded a celestial, otherworldly aura.

”Temple Master, are you saying this is the phenomenon of a sage imparting the Dao?” Spirit Seer suddenly approached, his expression solemn.

”Indeed.”

A trace of melancholy touched the old Daoist’s face as he spoke. ”In ancient times, when a sage lectured on the Dao, it would inevitably cause divine phenomena. To all living beings, it was like a long-awaited, life-giving rain.”

”It seems Huaxia is about to witness the rise of another great figure.”

The smile on the old Daoist’s face gradually softened.

”Is this a good thing for me?” the Spirit Seer asked anxiously.

”How could it not be?”

The old Daoist suddenly burst into hearty laughter. ”If you hadn’t met that person, you would have been long dead. Would you still be standing by my side now?”

”Temple Master, what are you talking about?”

Spirit Seer was shocked. ”How do you know...”

The old Daoist smiled slightly. ”Spirit Seer, remember this: I taught you everything you know. Did you think I wouldn’t be able to tell?”

”Alright, just stay quietly on the mountain for the next six months. Don’t go anywhere.”

Carrying his broom, the old Daoist turned and left. ”As for when you can leave the mountain, you will understand when the time comes.”

”Yes.”

Spirit Seer bowed respectfully and glanced at the horizon, a trace of fear in his eyes.

Master, just how high is your Cultivation Level?

「Divine Machine Camp.」

The golden light had enveloped the entire island. All the members of the Divine Machine Camp were on the verge of collapse. Some even had pained expressions, as if enduring tremendous torment.

PTUI!

The first one to falter, surprisingly, was Jiaolong.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground. A flash of unwillingness showed in Jiaolong’s eyes as he tried to get up and continue listening to the god-like voice, but he could no longer do so.

”There’s no need to force yourself if you can’t hold on.”

The gentle voice reached his ears, soothing his parched heart like a nourishing rain.

Gradually, Jiaolong calmed down. Mustering his energy, he sat up straight. He stopped listening to the sounds from the outside world and instead focused on adjusting his breathing to digest what he had learned.

Following Jiaolong’s collapse, many others began to falter as well. One after another, people coughed up blood and regained their senses, but they all sat down in silence and began to commit the words to memory.

After half a day had passed, the only one who remained sitting as still as a statue was Shi Potian. Yet his face was pale, and the veins on his exposed arms were bulging.

WHOOSH!

As a breeze passed by, the phenomenon disappeared.

Lin Mu opened his eyes, his face also showing a hint of paleness. Even with his current Cultivation Level, casting the Devil’s Thought Division Technique was draining on his Divine Sense. However, to rapidly enhance the strength of the Divine Machine Camp’s members, this method was the most suitable.

Lin Mu had not only drawn upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse their bodies and purge residual toxins, but he had also planted a Spiritual Energy Seed within each of them. In the future, as long as they cultivated according to his method, they could become invincible in the mundane world, even if they never truly entered the Dao.

Lin Mu couldn’t care less about being the champion of some major competition. How could ordinary people possibly understand the things he pursued?

By the time everyone had digested their gains, Lin Mu had already recovered his strength and was smiling at the crowd.

”On your feet!”

At Jiaolong’s command, everyone rose and gave a solemn salute.

Lin Mu nodded slightly and turned to leave.

All eyes followed Lin Mu’s departure. No one spoke, but the fervor and deep respect in their eyes would never fade.

What they didn’t know was that because of this Instructor Lin, the Divine Machine Camp’s 108 warriors would soon become an invincible army known throughout the world. They would be unstoppable, victorious in every battle.

「Elsewhere」

The divine phenomenon in the skies above Suzhou led to widespread speculation. However, only those who were either close by or possessed profound strength could witness the scene.

Lin Mu had anticipated this but paid it no mind. With his current strength, he no longer feared the powers of the mortal world.

Moreover, after this transmission of the Dao, Lin Mu faintly sensed he was not far from breaking through to the next realm.

When that time came, the Twelve-Fold Towers would evolve once more. His cultivation would reach the Golden Core Stage, and his physical body would become indestructible. He wouldn’t even need to concern himself with the most advanced weapons of the modern age.

When the time comes, this will come in handy.

With a flip of his hand, a box appeared in his palm. It was the very box Liang Yousheng had delivered.

Opening it revealed a peculiar, fist-sized stone. A faint green light flickered on its surface.

A smile touched Lin Mu’s lips. He swept his hand over the stone, and the surface dirt and debris scattered, causing the faint green light to vanish. In his hand now lay a golden stone the size of a thumb.

In the room, a brilliant golden light erupted.

”Innate Gengjin Metal... To think this still exists in the world.”

Lin Mu couldn’t hide the joy on his face. Innate Gengjin Metal was a treasure on par with Innate Spirit Wood, perhaps even rarer. This was because it could only be found by chance within volcanic magma deep beneath the sea. Not only was it filled with the power of fire spirits, but it also possessed the formidable killing power of the metal element. If he could absorb all the Spiritual Energy within it, Lin Mu was certain he could advance to the Golden Core Stage.

And it would be the strongest possible Golden Core Stage.

Innate Gengjin Metal, a Golden Core Treasure!

It not only makes the Golden Core as hard as steel but is also an exceptionally rare treasure for sword cultivators. Even in the Immortal Realm, obtaining a piece of Innate Gengjin Metal the size of a fingernail was enough to instantly transform an ordinary sword cultivator into an terrifyingly invincible existence. This alone showed its immense importance.

To think those ignorant fools from the Martial Alliance treated it as a common treasure simply for boosting one’s strength. Utterly laughable!

However, it seems they’ve done me a favor. Lin Mu smiled. Thinking of Liang Yousheng and Liu Wen’s intentions, the smile on his lips grew wider.

Inviting me here... to kill me? I really don’t know what that idiot Yao Kuohai is thinking.

A gleam flashed in Lin Mu’s eyes as he said indifferently, ”However, this is an opportunity.”

「Martial Alliance Headquarters.」

When Yao Kuohai heard Liang Yousheng’s report, he was overjoyed.

”Hahahaha, Lin Wudi, you’re definitely done for this time!” he exclaimed.

Then, Yao Kuohai suddenly asked, ”How great are Instructor Lin’s chances?”

Liang Yousheng replied confidently, ”Mr. Yao, please rest assured. While my own strength is lacking, there are few who can defeat me within three moves. Even Qiu Yi himself wouldn’t dare claim he could best me. Moreover, I even brought the treasure you provided, Mr. Yao.”

A trace of lingering fear appeared in Liang Yousheng’s eyes as he recalled how the Divine Machine Camp’s instructor had drawn his blood with a single move. It was a good thing that Instructor Lin was on their side.

”Very good!” Yao Kuohai was even more elated. ”Immediately issue a challenge to Lin Wudi! Tell him that three months from now, the Divine Machine Camp Instructor will challenge him at Changbai Mountain!”