Immortality by Merit and Sin Coins

Chapter 115: Chapter 90: What Your Master Lin Incites Is Public Wrath

ROAR!

The majestic Golden Lion could shatter mountains and rivers, but under this Gang Wind, it appeared battered and worn.

The violent wind was like blades and hammers, slicing through its flesh and shattering its bones, which glowed with the luster of gold and jade.

The lion gradually grew exhausted. It stood swaying in the lake, its blood dyeing the surface red, reflecting its increasingly terrifying and savage visage.

Its once-clear eyes were slowly being consumed by resentment.

”Kill...”

Lin Shu’s body stopped convulsing. He lowered his gaze, staring into the void.

He seemed calm, but a thick, malevolent aura emanated from his entire being.

The Sin Coins contained a multitude of negative emotions gathered from Wandering Souls, which were now all corroding his mind.

Fortunately, the presence of his Guarding Essence Root firmly suppressed his Divine Soul.

His consciousness remained clear, and he was able to calm himself and think.

’I was too hasty.’

’A full thirty strings of Sin Coins could indeed cause the Golden Lion Hundred Bones Technique to transform, but I would have to pay a price.’

’While the Guarding Essence Root protects my Divine Soul and keeps the agitation at bay, my Immortal Technique can’t progress.’

At this moment, Lin Shu needed to voluntarily cede partial control of his body, handing it over to those turbulent emotions.

In the words of Cultivators, it was letting the will to kill throw the mind into chaos.

”...”

Lin Shu planned to first retract the Sin Coins and deal with this later, once he had enough Merit Coins to offset the resentment of these Wandering Souls.

Just then, he suddenly felt a spot inside his body grow scorching hot.

’Is it that drop of Essence Blood?’

As if remembering something, Lin Shu’s gaze suddenly sharpened.

The next moment, the scene within the scroll began to change.

The Golden Lion didn’t continue its rampage. Instead, it looked up at the sky full of Gang Wind, and a trace of pride gradually bloomed in its once-weary eyes.

A wind storm was nothing to fear.

The Mountain God was a natural master of Wind-Riding!

CRACK. CRACK.

Its spine suddenly arched high. In an instant, two wings like resplendent flowing gold tore through its flesh and slowly unfurled, flinging off several scarlet drops of blood. Then, with a mighty flap...

BOOM—

The Gang Wind landed on its scarred body, transforming into flowing cloud patterns.

The massive creature suddenly soared into the air. Its body was enormous and its power immense, yet as it circled and moved through the sky, it was exceptionally nimble!

[Foundation Establishment Third Grade. Golden Lion Hundred Bones Technique: Perfection]

[Foundation Establishment Second Grade. Golden Lion Hundred Bones Technique: Perfection]

”Hiss.”

Lin Shu was stunned for a moment.

In an instant, a surging power swept through his hundred bones, filling his entire body with strength, as if he had an inexhaustible supply of energy.

He had to suppress it with all his might to prevent this energy from overflowing.

Perfection in a Second Grade Body Tempering Technique, setting aside all other abilities, was already comparable to Dao Essence Foundation Establishment Perfection.

What did that even mean!

It was equivalent to a Cultivator of that level casting Formulas with every move.

His fists could shatter mountains and crack stone, and his physical body was indestructible!

But thirty strings of Sin Coins were barely enough to break through a major realm, so how could it possibly have promoted the technique by two whole grades?

Besides, the name of the Body Tempering Technique hadn’t changed.

Clearly, the Sin Coins hadn’t altered the Inner Technique itself. Instead, they had used an external force to forcibly promote it!

Lin Shu looked down at his arm and saw faint, golden, flowing cloud patterns under his skin.

The patterns only began to dim and fade after he brought his aura under control.

Wind-Riding was the specialty of the Yu Family of the Mountain God.

The Golden Lion was merely a Scattered Immortal, yet it had stolen this ability by using that drop of Yu Sheng’s Essence Blood.

’And now, relying on this Body Tempering Technique, I’ve also gained a semblance of the Wind-Riding Divine Technique!’

”And then there’s you.”

Lin Shu looked at the young girl lying on the back of his hand.

He had noticed her ever since she came in.

He just hadn’t had the time to deal with her then.

Looking at her now, the little one had actually grown a bit. She looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, and if she stood up, she would only be half a head shorter than Yu Qing and the others.

He frowned slightly, pulled his hand back, and gently touched the feather at Yu Sheng’s temple with his fingertip.

The originally cyan tail of the feather was now covered in a faint golden sheen, making it look rather magnificent.

Neither Yu Sheng, when she had forcibly awoken in the Old Woodshed, nor the older Yu Qing and the others had undergone such a change.

”Tsk, she’s turned into a little mixed-blood chick.”

Lin Shu raised an eyebrow.

’The Essence Blood improved the Body Tempering Technique.’

’And the enhancement of my own physique is also affecting Yu Sheng?’

”Wake up.”

He casually rubbed the girl’s head.

Yu Sheng’s delicate face wrinkled in a slight frown, her eyelashes trembling. She clearly wasn’t asleep, but rather in a daze caused by the changes in her body.

”Have you... have you finished meditating?” she asked, opening her eyes with a hint of pain. Still dazed, she subconsciously tried to climb onto the young man’s leg.

”Stop right there.” Lin Shu gave her a light flick on the forehead.

”Ouch.”

Yu Sheng rubbed her forehead, then blinked a couple of times. ”Huh? It doesn’t hurt!”

She blankly lowered her hands and clenched her fists twice. ”I think I’ve gotten stronger. Is that just my imagination?”

”I don’t think so.”

Although Lin Shu had long known how formidable Immortal Descendants were—their bodies comparable to the Foundation Establishment realm even while they slept—a flicker of astonishment still crossed his eyes.

A young Immortal Descendant, without needing to learn anything, just by having her Innate Defect partially mended—and it wasn’t even fully mended yet—was emanating an aura that faintly surpassed a Mid-stage Jade Liquid Cultivator.

No wonder this group of boys and girls could act as Masters for Cultivators.

Once they reached adulthood, they were guaranteed to be at the Core Formation realm.

”Can you change back?”

”I’ll try.”

Yu Sheng clearly didn’t like this form either, feeling it was inconvenient for everything.

Her body gradually shrank, becoming much shorter, until she looked about six or seven years old. The hair on her head now fell all the way to her thighs.

She looked incredibly well-behaved, but she couldn’t return to the appearance of a baby.