Tycoon War God

”So, is Lin Wudi finally destined to perish?”

High above in the void, Nan Bufan and the other Foundation Establishment Elders of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion gazed dazedly at the magnificent scene before them. Yet, their hearts felt none of the anticipated delight, only desolation and bewilderment.

With these three sword strikes, Lin Wudi would die.

But after the third strike, the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor would also be unable to survive.

This was a trade: the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion’s future in exchange for Lin Wudi’s present—a mutual annihilation.

And the cause, unbelievably, was a mere scoundrel from the sect—a Ninth-Level Qi Cultivator—who had wanted to turn Lin Wudi’s wife into a cultivation cauldron!

A ten-thousand-year-old sect, ruined by a single person’s greed.

Lin Wudi would die, but without the protection of a Golden Core Great Ancestor, the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion would be devoured by the other Ancient Land Sects. The Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion was finished.

”Lin Wudi! You deserve to die!” Nan Bufan, his eyes bloodshot, shrieked with the same hysterical despair as the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor.

BOOM!

The first sword struck Lin Wudi’s head, yet he remained motionless, as if his very soul had been slain.

BOOM!

The second sword struck Lin Wudi’s dantian. He still didn’t move, the strike seemingly extinguishing his future.

BOOM!

The third sword struck Lin Wudi’s lower abdomen, a blow meant to sever the connection between his life and death.

As the energy dissipated, an unnerving silence fell upon the crowd. Everyone stood speechless, as if mourning the fall of a divine immortal.

A flicker of sorrow crossed Juling Yin’s eyes. Li Duanjian’s Sword Heart ached with grief as he cursed the injustice of fate for not granting the emperor of the Sword Dao more time to grow.

The Carefree Pavilion Chosen were lost in bewilderment. With Lin Wudi dead in battle, what right did any of them have to call themselves a Proud Son of Heaven?

Langya sighed softly. She bore no grudge against Lin Wudi; in fact, she was indebted to him for his guidance. Unfortunately, facing the Sky Peeking Three Swords, there was nothing she could do.

Only Shangguan Shiming’s eyes showed an unusual sparkle as she trembled slightly.

Just then, Lin Wudi, whom everyone believed to be dead, spoke.

”In a past life, I was an Emperor Zun.”

”In the future, I will strike across three thousand realms and hold dominion over immortals, gods, and demons!”

”In the present, my fate is mine to control, not heaven’s!”

”You, a mere mortal. What gives you the right to slay my past, sever my future, and extinguish my present life?”

Lin Wudi stood among the Ancient Land Sects with his hands clasped behind his back. His sleeves fluttered, exuding an extraordinary demeanor. Heaven and earth bowed before him; even the divine spirits knelt in worship.

Everyone was stunned, their Divine Souls trembling in shock. The Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion’s Sky Peeking Three Swords, an art capable of slaying a Core Formation expert, had not inflicted a single wound on Lin Mu.

What, exactly, had happened?

”Why aren’t you dead?! How can you not be dead?! It’s impossible for you to be alive!” the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor babbled incoherently, completely unhinged.

”I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!”

The dignified Great Ancestor was reduced to a raving lunatic, bellowing like a madman on the street.

”Kill me?” Lin Mu smiled faintly. ”You should be more concerned with your own life.”

”What?” The Divine Calculator Great Ancestor was stunned.

Lin Mu said coldly, ”The Sky Peeking Three Swords steal a sliver of the Heavenly Dao’s will to slay the past, sever the future, and extinguish the present. Did you truly believe there would be no price to pay?”

”The first sword targeted my past life, a life where I was an Emperor Zun to whom all of heaven and earth had to submit. By what right did you dare to strike me?”

As Lin Mu spoke, the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor’s body shook violently. His chest burst open, splattering blood everywhere as a large portion of his Divine Soul dissipated with it.

”The second sword targeted my future, a future where I battle in all directions, unmatched in the world, the sole revered one in all of heaven and earth. Whose future did you think you were severing?”

The Divine Calculator Great Ancestor coughed up blood again. This time, his dantian shattered. A round Golden Core was exposed to the void, riddled with cracks and so faint it seemed on the verge of disintegrating.

The Divine Calculator Great Ancestor tried to flee.

He was afraid.

He didn’t dare face Lin Wudi any longer.

But he quickly discovered that he couldn’t move an inch. It was as if the world had frozen him in place, refusing to let him leave.

Because Heavenly Punishment was imminent.

”The third sword targeted my present. I possess the Twelve-Fold Towers and am a favored child of heaven and earth! Across the Endless Sand Three Thousand Realms, my foundation is the most perfect! You, a lowly mortal, dare to extinguish my life?”

BOOM!

His Golden Core shattered, and his soul dispersed completely. The Divine Calculator Great Ancestor had died by Heavenly Punishment.

The moment the Sky Peeking Three Swords—an art that spies on the river of time to steal the power of fate—failed to harm Lin Mu was the moment the backlash from heaven and earth arrived.

Forget the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor, who was only at the Core Formation realm. Even a Daluo Golden Immortal who dared to rashly peer into Lin Mu’s past would undoubtedly perish.

The might of an Emperor Zun is no laughing matter.

If mere mortals could peer into the past and future of an Emperor Zun, how could he ever strike across all directions, unrivaled in the world?

In truth, the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor didn’t die at Lin Wudi’s hand. He had engineered his own demise.

The dignity of an Emperor Zun is inviolable.

The Divine Calculator of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion thus became the first Golden Core Great Ancestor from an Ancient Land Sect to die in combat in five hundred years.

As the Core Formation expert fell, heaven and earth cried out in mourning. A crimson rain began to fall across the Ancient Land Minor World, as if the world itself wept for the fallen Great Ancestor.

At the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion, the eyes of all the survivors converged on Lin Mu. At this moment, he was more majestic than a Divine Spirit, more extraordinary than an Immortal.

The disciples knelt on the ground, weeping and wailing in sorrow, yet not a single one dared to rise.

Shangguan Shiming fell to one knee, her heart filled with reverence and her eyes brimming with fanatical worship. I wasn’t wrong! Lin Wudi must be the reincarnation of some unimaginable figure! Not even the Sky Peeking Three Swords could slay him! What an unbelievably esteemed identity! Emperor Zun? What realm is that?

Shangguan Shiming’s heart soared with aspiration. At that moment, her ambition shifted away from becoming a so-called Proud Son of Heaven of the Ancient Land. As long as I follow Lin Wudi unwaveringly, even reaching the Core Formation realm won’t be difficult! I might even be able to aim for realms beyond it! It’s as the saying goes: when one attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven! From this moment on, I, Shangguan Shiming, will be Lin Wudi’s most devoted servant!

”He’s dead… Lin Wudi, Master Lin, actually managed to slay a Core Formation expert while only in the Qi Cultivation Realm? How is that possible…?”

Even Li Duanjian, whose admiration for Lin Mu’s Sword Dao was so great that he called him Master Lin, had not foreseen this outcome.

A Qi Cultivation expert slaying a Core Formation master… that’s the stuff of myths and legends. It shouldn’t be possible in the real world.

”Master Lin’s power cannot be measured by the standards of an exiled immortal!” Li Duanjian knelt and performed a grand, ceremonial bow. A man like Lin Wudi was worthy of a bow from any Proud Son of Heaven.

Juling Yin gazed at Lin Wudi’s incomparably handsome back, utterly mesmerized.

If I could follow by his side, life would surely be incredibly exciting…

Juling Yin thought this to herself, a hint of envy toward Shangguan Shiming creeping into her heart. There was a time when I thought Shangguan Shiming, for all her status as a Banished Immortal Seed, was debasing herself by acting as Lin Wudi’s handmaiden. I found it shameful. But now… now I almost wish I could trade places with her. To be able to serve such a mythical figure, even as a handmaiden, would be a timeless honor!

Nan Bufan and the other Foundation Establishment Immortals of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion were completely bewildered. No one attacked Lin Wudi. No one even dared to. They were utterly at a loss for what to do.

The Golden Core Great Ancestor’s ultimate attack, the Sky Peeking Three Swords, an art capable of slaying other Core Formation experts, had backfired and killed the Divine Calculator himself. The psychological blow from this revelation was no less devastating than the Great Ancestor’s death.

”The Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion… is finished!”

Even though the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion still had over a hundred Foundation Establishment Immortals scattered in various places, Nan Bufan couldn’t help but let out the whimper of a defeated dog.

After this battle, the backbone of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion had been broken.

The sect’s ultimate technique, the Invocation of the Gods, was broken; the divine beings it summoned knelt down and prostrated themselves at Lin Wudi’s feet.

The sect’s secret technique, the Sky Peeking Three Swords, proved ineffective and backfired on its user, causing a Golden Core Great Ancestor to perish under Heavenly Punishment.

And with that, every renowned Dao Art the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion was famous for had been utterly trampled under Lin Wudi’s feet.