Wu dong Qian Kun: I, Lin Langtian, Refuse to be a Supporting Character

Chapter 142: Borrowing Power

When the words of the elderly man in linen robes reached Lin Langtian's ears, his heart trembled. If he wasn't mistaken, this must be the same formidable figure from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace who had almost seized the Devouring Ancestral Symbol from Lin Dong in the previous timeline. Quickly steadying his thoughts, Lin Langtian lifted his head, his expression revealing a hint of confusion.

"The Devouring Ancestral Symbol? What is that?" he asked innocently, adding, "As for the Golden Crow, it's my bonded beast companion. It won't follow anyone but me."

The elderly man narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Lin Langtian. After tracking him this far, he was certain that the devouring energy he had sensed indeed came from Lin Langtian. Though taking control of the Seven Fiends Black Gold Crow might be difficult, it wasn't impossible.

With a cold smile, the elder responded, "Come now, don't play dumb. Do you know who I am? I am from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace. I can see you have great potential. If you willingly hand over the Devouring Ancestral Symbol and this Black Gold Crow, I'll take you to the Taiqing Palace myself. Consider it your good fortune."

Lin Langtian felt a chill at those words. This man was indeed from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace. While he might only be an outer disciple or steward there, his power in the Three Yuan Nirvana Stage still made him a formidable figure within the Great Yan Dynasty.

After carefully considering his options, Lin Langtian respectfully cupped his hands and replied, "Forgive me, elder. I truly don't know what this 'Devouring Ancestral Symbol' is. As for the Golden Crow, our bond is unbreakable. I hope you won't make things difficult for us."

"Hmph. Refusing the wine offered and demanding punishment instead?" the elder sneered, dropping his pretense and reaching out his hand to grab Lin Langtian through the air.

With this gesture, the surrounding yuan power instantly froze, forming a yuan power prison around Lin Langtian, restraining his every movement.

Realizing that the elder had decided to strike, Lin Langtian's face hardened. At that moment, flames erupted around him, a fiery black aura rising as he threw a fierce punch toward the barrier.

"Boom!"

Lin Langtian's fist collided with the yuan power prison, his immense physical strength combined with powerful yuan energy tearing a hole in the barrier. Yet as soon as it appeared, the elder waved his hand, sealing it once again.

"Oh, not bad," the elder chuckled, showing a hint of surprise. "Quite a strong physique for someone from a lesser dynasty. Still, you'll have to do better than that to break free from my yuan prison."

Lin Langtian's expression turned darker as he muttered, "Demon Puppet, arise!"

With a sharp jab of his fingertip into his palm, a burst of black energy shot from his sleeve. Instantly, waves of dark energy rolled out, and under its pressure, the yuan prison shattered.

"Such fierce demonic energy!" The elder's eyes narrowed in recognition as a shadowy figure appeared before Lin Langtian, its form cloaked in intense dark energy.

"Is that… a Spirit Puppet? And with such intense demonic energy?" the elder muttered, astonished. Clearly, he hadn't anticipated Lin Langtian having such a powerful guardian.

"Attack!" Lin Langtian commanded, pointing toward the elder.

The demon puppet's blood-red eyes locked onto the elder, emitting a chilling growl before lunging forward as a streak of black energy aimed at his chest.

"Boom!"

The elder didn't underestimate his opponent. With a flick of his hand, a wave of flaming red yuan energy formed, expanding into a massive vortex of fire that blasted into the puppet.

Thrown backward by the force, the demon puppet tore a long, deep groove into the ground but then rose again, advancing on the elder tirelessly. The fierce battle between the puppet and the elder wreaked havoc on the surrounding mountains, collapsing peaks and shattering stones in every direction.

Lin Langtian watched, his face tense. The elder was able to channel the surrounding yuan power at will—a testament to his mastery in the Three Yuan Nirvana Stage. The elder's attacks were slowly overwhelming the puppet, which, despite its resilience and demonic energy, was only a match for those in the Two Yuan Nirvana Stage.

Lin Langtian knew that if the demon puppet was defeated, the elder would turn his attention to him—and without the strength of the Nirvana Stage, he wouldn't stand a chance.

His mind raced, recalling how Lin Dong had used a mystical technique, the "Ancient Spiral Spiritual Symbol" from the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, to conceal his energy and elude this same enemy in the other timeline. In his own Niwan Palace, Lin Langtian also had a black spiral symbol imprinted from the Devouring Ancestral Symbol; it might serve the same purpose.

After a moment's consideration, however, Lin Langtian dismissed the idea. Even if he concealed the symbol, it wouldn't resolve the situation. The elder also coveted his Golden Crow—an affront Lin Langtian wouldn't forgive. Only one of them could walk away from this encounter.

With his mind made up, he took a deep breath, focusing inward on his dantian, where the Golden Spirit Mirror resided. There, Ling Yi was watching him expectantly.

"Ah, I see you've come to request my assistance," she observed, a faint smile on her face.

"Yes, Ling Yi. I need to borrow your power," Lin Langtian replied, his tone calm and resolved.

(End of Chapter)

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