Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

"Why would Jiang Qingshuang need to ambush you?" the Chongqing Bird retorted. "She is the White Corpse Ghost-King of the Crimson Ghost Sect. She has a hundred different ways to kill you. There's absolutely no need for that…" The bird was naturally skeptical. Why would a Myriad Law Realm expert need to stoop to ambushing him? What a joke.

"Is this really the time for that?" Lin Yun shot back. "You can't know what's in a person's heart! That woman is vicious. What if she actually does it? What good does it do you if I die?"

The Chongqing Bird finally relented. "Isn't your greatest strength your swordplay? Compared to the treasures you carry, I feel your sword is a more fitting solution."

Lin Yun fell silent. It was true. He was a sword cultivator. In the end, all he could rely on was the sword in his hand.

The disciples of the Adamantine Sect began to slowly depart. Although the Myriad Evils Valley and Jiang Qingshuang were unwilling, with Jingkong present, what could they say? If Jingkong weren't leaving, they could have certainly trapped the Adamantine Sect here. But now, the situation was different.

"Benefactor Lin, let us go," Jingkong said, smiling at Lin Yun before walking ahead.

As Lin Yun passed Jiang Qingshuang, he glanced at her. The woman's face was a mask, betraying no emotion.

Elder Yunfei breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, thank goodness. No fight breaking out is the greatest blessing.

Or so he thought.

Just as Lin Yun had taken a few steps, Jiang Qingshuang suddenly spat out a black pearl. She then cut open her palm, spraying her blood onto it.

"Go!" she shouted.

The black pearl shot through the air like a bullet.

Damn it! This woman really was harboring malicious intent! She wants me dead! Lin Yun was shocked. If he hadn't been prepared in advance, he would have been dead for sure this time. But seeing the pearl fly towards him, he wasted no time on words.

The Firmament Sword and the Coldflame Sword were deployed simultaneously.

Seven Kills Sword Style!

Killing Intent Domain, open!

It all happened in a flash of lightning and spark of flint. Even Jingkong hadn't fully turned around yet. The black pearl's speed faltered as it entered the Killing Intent Domain, but then it exploded with renewed force.

Sword Qi crisscrossed the air. Lin Yun consecutively unleashed the Myriad Blossoms Sword Style and the Great River Sword Style. The roaring, rolling sword Qi boomed, but it was still not enough to stop the black pearl. Though its momentum had been slowed considerably, if it were to hit him, Lin Yun would still lose half his life.

At this thought, Lin Yun didn't hesitate. One final move: Azure Origin Sword Style!

A blue-green lotus bloomed at his feet as his two swords flew into the air. Myriad streams of sword Qi erupted, shooting towards the black pearl like the petals of a lotus.

CRACKLE! POP!

A brilliant stream of light exploded. This time, the black pearl's advance was greatly hindered.

Jiang Qingshuang was completely dumbfounded. What kind of monster is this? He's mastered four different sword styles at the same time? And his proficiency in each of them was not low. Most importantly, how had he been able to detect her attack? Even Jingkong hadn't reacted in time.

Although it all happened in an instant, what Lin Yun had done was enough to give Jingkong the time he needed to react. Just as the pearl was about to reach Lin Yun, Jingkong's alms bowl appeared and covered it.

A terrifying force exploded outwards, sending Lin Yun stumbling back. He gasped for breath, his forehead covered in sweat. He had survived a calamity. Unleashing four sword styles in one breath had certainly put a massive strain on him.

"This is impossible!" Jiang Qingshuang cried out.

Elder Yunfei, meanwhile, sensed that things were about to get much worse. That foolish woman! He's just a Sky-Soaring Realm disciple! Even if you really wanted him dead, you could have waited until Jingkong wasn't around! To do it now, aren't you just courting death?

As expected, Jingkong was angry.

After blocking the attack, he casually thrust out a palm. "Great Arhat Palm!"

"Watch out!" Elder Yunfei cried, scrambling wretchedly to the side.

Lin Yun was also greatly surprised. He had never expected the seemingly amicable Jingkong to be so incredibly powerful.

As the palm strike shot out, even Jiang Qingshuang's expression changed. She let out a muffled grunt. Her body seemed to grow much stiffer, as her Yuan Qi covered her form in an armor made of white bone. She crossed her arms to defend.

The golden Buddha palm slammed into her.

THUD! THUD!

Even a formidable figure like Jiang Qingshuang was forced back several steps before she could stabilize herself. She stared at Jingkong in terror. She had never imagined, even before this, that he was this terrifying. With her strength, she was no match for him at all.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? That this old bald donkey was so strong!" she hissed at Elder Yunfei, a legend from the Crimson Ghost Sect's past flashing through her mind.

Elder Yunfei just shrugged. What a joke. I wanted to tell you, but you would have had to let me get a word in first.

"White Corpse Ghost-King, if there is a next time, this old monk will not be so merciful," Jingkong said, his voice cold. "In the eyes of this old monk, there is no distinction between good and evil, only the attitude with which you approach a matter. And today, this old monk is determined to protect young friend Lin."

After speaking, Jingkong left with Lin Yun.

Lin Yun didn't forget to glance at his panel.

[Name]: Lin Yun

[Realm]: Sky-Soaring Realm - Stage 1

[Destiny Template]: Mediocre (White)

[Attributes]: Immaculate Sword Physique (Purple), Asura (Purple), Pure Sword Heart (Blue) [Fate]: In a fierce battle with someone at the Flowing Cloud Sect, is ultimately defeated on the spot.

[Recent Turning Point]: Travels to the Azure Wolf Prairie to rescue the Adamantine Sect, thereby earning the trust of the abbot, Jingkong, and obtaining clues to the second half of the Azure Origin Sword Style.

Thank goodness, the panel changed back. He had lived another day. It was worth it.

This time, no one truly dared to stop them. The members of the Adamantine Sect quickly departed.

Once they were far beyond the territory of the Myriad Evils Valley, Lin Yun asked, "Abbot Jingkong, since you possess such strength, why not stop the Crimson Ghost Sect? You know what they have come here to do."

Jingkong nodded. Then, he looked at Lin Yun. "Benefactor Lin, how do you think this old monk should solve the problem?"

Lin Yun was taken aback, not quite understanding what Jingkong meant.

"Many years ago, the Zhenhuang Hall appeared once, and almost all the cultivators of the Hidden Dragon Continent were drawn into that great war. There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood; the very land and seas rose and fell. It was because the price paid was so painful that the ancestral edicts of every dynasty since have forbidden letting the Zhenhuang Hall appear in the world again. This was the result of a consensus among the cultivation world. To this day, though the matter is not often mentioned, the only ones who know of the Zhenhuang Hall are the old ones from that era. Under these circumstances, what do you think the Crimson Ghost Sect means by trying to bring it back? Does Benefactor Lin still not understand?"

One worries not about scarcity, but about inequality.

When they believe the world order is unjust, negotiation has already lost its purpose. Jingkong understood this point perfectly, which was why he had not done more. Besides, he was powerful, yes. But did that mean the Crimson Ghost Sect was weak?