Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

Eliminate Wu Nengsheng’s Evil Corpse?

Hand it over to the Yin Mountain Ghost King to devour?

And then I can receive the power feedback from the Yin Mountain Ghost King?

Then, ascend to Tier Three?

After getting this information from Elder Bai, Lin Yuan found his mind a bit cluttered and needed to sort it out.

Who benefited from this battle between Wu Nengsheng and the World Honored?

Did Wu Nengsheng benefit?

Definitely not, he died, so there was no benefit for him.

Did the World Honored benefit?

Not really, as he also lost an avatar.

Did Elder Bai, the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder, and the others benefit?

Naturally, they didn’t either, as they lost an ally.

As for those old undying ones of the Ten Thousand Mountains?

They benefited even less, or rather, they were the most misfortunate ones.

They had nothing to do with this, Wu Nengsheng and the World Honored fought in their home, destroying one-third of it.

Before this, there was no beneficiary in the battle between Wu Nengsheng and the World Honored.

However, according to Elder Bai’s statement just now, if everything could be put into practice and successfully hunt Wu Nengsheng’s Evil Corpse.

Then, Lin Yuan might become the biggest winner of this battle!

Lin Yuan touched his chin and thought, Elder Bai, if you put it this way.

Then...

Then can I forgive you on behalf of Wu Nengsheng?

”Kill Wu Nengsheng’s Evil Corpse?”

”Is it feasible?” Lin Yuan probed.

Things that are advantageous to him, Lin Yuan naturally wished to pursue.

Moreover, given his current level, he didn’t need to personally deal with matters like killing Wu Nengsheng’s Evil Corpse. At most, he’d be part of the cheerleading squad.

Elder Bai pondered for a moment and responded, ”With adequate preparation, there’s an eighty percent chance of success.”

”With the four of us taking action together, Wu Nengsheng’s Evil Corpse will have no place to escape.”

An eighty percent chance?

It seems Elder Bai and the others are very confident!

Nothing in life ever has a hundred percent guarantee.

If something has a fifty percent chance, it’s worth trying.

An eighty percent chance, is probably Elder Bai being modest.

It looks like they are certain about dealing with Wu Nengsheng’s Evil Corpse.

”This great fortune, it’s truly for me?” Lin Yuan asked, almost in disbelief.

After the incident of Wu Nengsheng being sold out, Lin Yuan had developed a slight mistrust towards Elder Bai and the others.

Such immense fortune landing on him was indeed a bit unexpected.

”All of us possess powers not inferior to Wu Nengsheng’s, his Evil Corpse is of no use to us.”

”Furthermore, the power of his Evil Corpse can only be absorbed by the Yin Mountain Ghost King in your micro world.”

”Wu Nengsheng’s death was beyond our expectations and diminished our strength against the World Honored.”

”If you can gain part of Wu Nengsheng’s power, it would be beneficial to all of us.” Elder Bai said bluntly.

Elder Bai, who’s probably been around for countless years, saw through Lin Yuan’s changed attitude.

Elder Bai realized that Wu Nengsheng’s death made Lin Yuan doubtful of them.

Thus, this time Elder Bai did not beat around the bush and used the lethal weapon of sincerity.

He was direct and open, explaining the pros and cons.

”In that case, I must thank you seniors!” Lin Yuan bowed to Elder Bai and the others.

Seeing Lin Yuan’s change in attitude, the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder glared at Lin Yuan and said irritably, ”One attitude for benefits, another when there’s none.”

”This kid assumes milk will come from the mother!”

Lin Yuan: ”?????”

Hearing the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder’s words, Lin Yuan thought, how can you insult someone’s integrity with such impudence?

Milk coming from the mother?

If I call you, you shouldn’t necessarily agree!

Elder Bai looked at Lin Yuan and said, ”Stay at Qingqiu Mountain for a few days.”

”We would soon deal with Wu Nengsheng’s Evil Corpse so that we don’t end up searching for you afterwards.”

”Alright, I’ll stay at Qingqiu Mountain for a few days!” Lin Yuan nodded in agreement.

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At the pavilion atop the mountain.

Elder Bai and the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder were still plotting the elimination of Wu Nengsheng’s Evil Corpse.

Lin Yuan had already left, for this level of battle, he wasn’t qualified to participate. His task was merely to devour the Evil Corpse once it was over.

After descending from the mountaintop pavilion, Lin Yuan wandered leisurely over Qingqiu Mountain.

Lin Yuan had been to Qingqiu Mountain several times before, but each time he’d only been there briefly, never wandering around the mountain before.

Today, the fox race of Qingqiu Mountain seemed very busy, some were packing, and others were casting spells to fortify some structures on the mountain.

It looked as if they were preparing to move, or perhaps they intended to move the entire Qingqiu Mountain.

Lin Yuan strolled around the mountain freely, without any obstruction from the fox race of Qingqiu Mountain.

Clearly, the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder had informed the fox race about him.

Indeed, Lin Yuan had visited even the most confidential mountaintop pavilion more than once, so there was no secret on Qingqiu Mountain for him.

Halfway up the mountain, the Library Pavilion.

”Make sure to organize the books in the Library Pavilion, especially the precious ones, at least use triple layers of protective spells,” a crisp and melodious voice instructed to the fox race carrying out tasks.

As Lin Yuan walked, upon hearing this voice, he froze in place, his body stiff, feeling at a loss.

This voice was far too familiar.

Bai Ling’Er.

Bai Ling’Er.

Even in death, Lin Yuan would never forget this voice.

After a moment of daze, Lin Yuan followed the voice with haste.

He reached the front of the Library Pavilion and saw the figure he longed for day and night, his heart overwhelmed with excitement.

”Ling’Er!” Lin Yuan called out tentatively.

Bai Ling’Er was instructing the juniors of the clan to tidy the Library Pavilion, and upon hearing Lin Yuan’s voice, she swiftly turned to look.

Then, she sprinted towards Lin Yuan, and the two embraced each other tightly.

”No...”

”Not here!” Bai Ling’Er shyly pushed Lin Yuan away, rejecting his request for a French kiss.

Holding hands, they sat on the grass in front of the Library Pavilion, Bai Ling’Er softly said, ”We...”

”We haven’t seen each other for about two hundred Chapters.”

Lin Yuan nodded, replying, ”Indeed!”

”Last we met, it was a little over two hundred Chapters ago, now it’s over four hundred.”

Their eyes met, and after a dazed pause.

Lin Yuan patted Bai Ling’Er’s head and said, ”Your power has grown quickly, you’re already Tier Three, stronger than I am.”

”From now on, you’ll have to protect me!”

Since being forcibly brought back to Qingqiu Mountain by the Grand Elder, Bai Ling’Er could only rely on cultivating to fill the void of yearning.

Bai Ling’Er’s talent was originally exceptional, and with the resources of Qingqiu Mountain favoring her, she swiftly achieved the Eight-tailed form and reached Tier Three in a short time. In this brief time, she had reached the Eight-tailed form with Tier Three strength.

Now, Bai Ling’Er was undoubtedly the foremost among the young generation of Qingqiu Mountain.

On the whole Qingqiu Mountain, only a few elders surpassed her in strength.