Chapter 23: The Might of Profound Water and Heavy Mountains

The cultivator in the yellow robe was confident with the protection of two Spirit Talismans, one Superior Grade and one Intermediate Grade.

Believing he was cautious enough not to fail unexpectedly, he even used a Superior Grade Spirit Talisman against a mid-stage cultivator.

As all of Lin Shiming's lower-rank spells were dissipated, the cultivator in the yellow robe summoned back the three Spirit Swords, each mirroring the talismans with one Superior Grade and two Intermediate Grades.

The intense glow of dawn indicated he was a cultivator with powerful Fire-Element Technique.

"Wood Vine Technique, arise!" At this moment, Lin Shiming was as calm as a cold-blooded machine.

With a wave of his hand, countless wooden vines shot up towards the cultivator in the yellow robe to entangle him.

The cultivator in the yellow robe was visibly shocked, the ease in his eyes completely vanishing.

The three Spirit Swords danced in the air, leaving a trail of sword shadows.

The sky filled with vines was sliced into pieces, falling to the ground in segments.

Unlike with Demonic Beasts, the cultivator's Spirit Swords caused great trouble for Lin Shiming, who had previously been unstoppable with his vines.

"So little strength! Just die!" The cultivator in the yellow robe shouted angrily, as the three Spirit Swords slashed towards Lin Shiming in a line.

The Superior Grade Spirit Sword led the front while the Intermediate Grade ones followed, emitting a terrifying streak of sword light.

But at that moment, Lin Shiming took out a gourd and swallowed a mouthful of Monkey Wine.

His spiritual power instantly recovered, and he formed a spell gesture with both hands!

"Venomous Snake Vine Flower, arise!"

Unlike the common vines, the Venomous Snake Vine Flower almost instantly transformed into a towering giant vine.

The cultivator in the yellow robe managed only to take out a Spirit Talisman to shield himself, but the Snake Vine Flowers easily penetrated it and tightly coiled around him!

"You want to die too!" said the cultivator in the yellow robe, utterly baffled.

How could Lin Shiming dare?

Exchange a life for just an injury?

How could a cultivator at the sixth level hold off a seventh-level cultivator's equivalent Flying Sword, plus two Intermediate Grade ones, with just a Superior Grade Lotus Sword?

However, the answer to this was Lin Shiming's cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

One could see that the peach trees seemed to usher in springtime again, with peach blossoms reviving and blooming one after another, forming a Sword of Peach Blossoms.

This was the Three Profound Peach Blossom Formation that the Lin Family set up on Qingtao Mountain.

The cultivator in the yellow robe was indeed cautious, never descending from the sky and always attacking with full force, but the Three Profound Qingtao Formation, an Illusion Array integrated with an attack Formation, had the strength to attack of its own volition!

Emanating immense spiritual power, the Sword of Peach Blossoms surged forward at Lin Shiming's cold command, taking on the cultivator in the yellow robe's Spirit Swords.

Lin Shiming's Lotus Sword closely followed, leaving behind a long trail of dark-green sword light.

Clang!

With a resounding clash, all the Spirit Swords were repelled backward.

Especially the two Intermediate Grade Spirit Swords of the cultivator in the yellow robe, their light greatly diminished.

"Return!" The cultivator in the yellow robe commanded his Spirit Swords to fly back and aimed to sever the Snake Vine Flowers.

But by that time, Lin Shiming had already taken another swig of Spiritual Wine. A Qi Cultivation at the sixth level, his total amount of spiritual energy and recoverability had grown far beyond what they were before.

A mountain flew out from Lin Shiming's sleeve, expanding countless times midair.

"I am a cultivator of the Huang Family, you dare attack a mere child!" the cultivator in the yellow robe desperately exclaimed, unable to fathom why Lin Shiming's spiritual energy felt more abundant than his, nor could he grasp how such a minor Qi Cultivation sixth-level cultivator could possess so many techniques.

Lin Shiming sneered inwardly, his true fury having been ignited today, and it was clear that the other was an enemy.

Even if you're a descendant of a Golden Core cultivator, I cannot spare you!

The Profound Water Crushing Mountain pressed down like Mount Tai plummeting, bringing with it the might of ten thousand jun.

For a moment, the air seemed to be squeezed and deformed.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the yellow-robed cultivator was directly crushed into pieces, leaving behind only a Storage Bag and a pool of broken flesh.

After killing the yellow-robed cultivator, Lin Shiming took another swig of Monkey Wine to replenish his Spiritual Power, hooked the Storage Bag, and shot out a fireball to burn the corpse to ashes.

The three Flying Swords of the yellow-robed cultivator were also collected by Lin Shiming one by one.

Throughout the battle, Lin Shiming acted with extreme decisiveness and focus, never stopping his attack.

Although he was interested in the name of the yellow-robed cultivator, what Lin Shiming desired most was victory and survival.

After all, only by living can one know everything.

If he had to mention an interest, it was the Spirit Swords that intrigued Lin Shiming even more.

After a brief clean-up, Lin Shiming quickly returned to Lin Shiqi's side and anxiously communicated with him, looking at the latter's pale face.

Lin Shiqi's thoughts were in disarray, speaking too urgently and without coherence.

But Lin Shiming still understood, it was indeed the worst-case scenario that the Lin Family had feared.

The Lin Family's diversionary spells had been seen through, and the cultivators who went to Shangou Town were captured by the Huang Family's cultivators.

Although these early Qi Cultivation cultivators knew nothing of what had happened to the family,

the Huang Family was still made aware of the Lin Family's major movements, as all the senior cultivators from various shops and merchant groups were recalled.

After a private investigation lasting more than ten days, the Huang Family finally discovered the location of the Lin Family on the outskirts of the Qingyun Mountain Range.

And upon seeing so many Spirit Peach Trees, their greed was instantly kindled, and they trapped everyone from the Lin Family inside.

If not for the Third Elder, who was skilled in formations and had already built a Second Rank Supreme Grade Formation with the power of an Intermediate Grade Second Rank Spirit Vein, the Lin Family wouldn't have been able to resist even for a moment.

But even so, the situation was extremely precarious; the Huang Family was different from the Lin Family, with three Foundation Establishment Cultivators and over a dozen Qi Cultivation Ninth Level cultivators. If the Huang Family were to deploy their Foundation Establishment Cultivators, Peach Blossom Valley would surely be littered with corpses.

"How dare they!" Lin Shiming clenched his fist and then released the Lotus Sword, flying towards Fangmu Mountain.

Lin Shiming pushed himself to travel desperately, fiercely pouring his spiritual powers into the Spirit Sword.

The Second Rank Superior Grade Flying Sword was far superior to the previous Green Spirit Sword, so much so that he arrived at Fangmu Mountain before sunset.

Lin Shiming immediately contacted his father Lin Houyuan, the Great Elder Lin Yuqing, the Second Elder Lin Yuqi, and others via a Sound Transmission Talisman.

Of course, most importantly, he reached out to the old Patriarch of the Lin Family, his Great Great Uncle Lin Xianzhi.

Lin Shiming landed from Fangmu Mountain and hadn't yet reached the Council Hall.

He looked up to see the sky suddenly darken, as if night had fallen.

But lifting his gaze, that was no nightfall—it was a Spirit Boat large enough to accommodate a hundred people!

At the very front of the Spirit Boat, a young cultivator stood against the wind, his white hair billowing as if he were a Banished Immortal descended to the mortal realm.

"It's the family's treasured artifact, the Third Rank Spirit Boat!"

"It's the old Patriarch!"

"That's our ancestral elder!"

The unusual sight of the Spirit Boat in the sky quickly caught the attention of the Lin Family cultivators below, greatly shaking the Lin Family. The legends were not false.

The Lin Family's Foundation Establishment still stood, their tiger's might still present. Who would dare call the Lin Family a fallen clan in the future?

Who would dare look at them askance?

Their Lin Family remained that matchless Foundation Establishment clan,

"Shiming, Hou Yuan, Yu Qing, Yu Qi, come up here!" the face of the Lin Family's elder Patriarch showed a gloomy expression in the sky, his brows deeply furrowed.