Tycoon War God

Chapter 799: Those with Hostile Intentions, All Can Be Killed!

Everyone silently looked at Lin Mu, wondering what he was going to do next.

Standing in the void with his hands clasped behind his back, Lin Mu said indifferently, "From today onward, I will cultivate for three days at the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion. Anyone who wishes to kill me may come and try!"

A single sentence shocked everyone once again.

Lin Mu’s ability to defeat a Core Formation cultivator while only in the Qi Cultivation Realm was certainly astonishing, but it was the result of many fortunate coincidences. First, the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor’s lifespan was nearing its end. He could only exert thirty to forty percent of his strength and had only dared to use his full power at the very last moment of their battle. Second, the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion’s Invocation Divine Arts were countered by Lin Mu. The gods they summoned all bowed at his feet, which further weakened the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor’s strength and shortened his remaining lifespan by another thirty percent. Third, the supposedly invincible Sky Peeking Three Swords proved futile; in the end, the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor actually died from a Heavenly Dao backlash.

If it had been a Core Formation cultivator in his prime, Lin Mu would not have won so easily. In fact, the outcome would have been uncertain.

Under these circumstances, Lin Mu chose not to quit while he was ahead. Instead, he declared he would cultivate for three days at the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion, issuing an open challenge to the entire world.

Such arrogance left everyone speechless.

Perhaps this was what set Lin Wudi apart from ordinary Proud Sons of Heaven, and even from exiled immortals.

Li Duanjian and the others sighed, saluted Lin Mu with cupped fists, and then turned to leave. The news that a Qi Cultivation Realm cultivator capable of defeating a Core Formation expert had emerged in the Ancient Land had to be sent back to their sects immediately.

Nan Bufan and the others were filled with such fury their eyes nearly split with rage. Lin Wudi issuing a challenge to the world from the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion’s territory was a slap in the face to all its members.

This Lin Wudi truly deserves to die!

Even though the Foundation Building Immortals of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion itched with hatred, none dared to act against Lin Mu right now. The lingering might from his slaying of the Golden Core Great Ancestor was still palpable. Not to mention, the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion’s top Dao Arts were completely countered by Lin Mu. Facing him, these Foundation Building Immortals could only exert fifty to sixty percent of their strength.

Of the ten Foundation Building Immortals who had remained at the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion, four had died to Lin Mu’s Distortion of Years. The remaining six did not linger, departing in silence. They would wait for the other immortals of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion to return, so they could bring the might of a hundred Foundation Building Immortals to encircle and kill Lin Wudi.

The remaining disciples of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion were at a complete loss. Their Sect Master had been killed, the Golden Core Great Ancestor had fallen, and the Foundation Building Immortals had left. They had become a group of abandoned people, unsure of where to go or what to do.

At this moment, Dongji Immortal and Spirit Mechanism Immortal finally arrived late. They only saw the aftermath: the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor’s Sky Peeking Three Swords had failed, and he had died from a Heavenly Dao backlash.

Lin Wudi was indeed the bane of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion.

One man had broken the sect. The Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion, with its ten-thousand-year inheritance, had been shattered by Lin Mu alone.

What left the two even more speechless was that although six Foundation Building Immortals were still present, none had dared to confront Lin Wudi. They had simply left in silence. The power to defeat a Core Formation expert was terrifying, but Lin Mu had also broken the very backbone of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion’s cultivators.

"Senior Brother Dongji, perhaps we should leave too," Lingji said, his gaze lost. With their Core Formation expert killed and their ultimate arts broken, Spirit Mechanism Immortal didn’t know if he should stay.

"No, we must stay!" Dongji Immortal said through clenched teeth. "We have to stay at the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion and see this to the end! We will see if Lin Wudi is truly invincible, or if we Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion still have the guts to fight him!"

Spirit Mechanism Immortal was silent for a long moment before murmuring, "The people Lin Wudi killed were all deserving of death."

Indeed, up to this point, everyone Lin Wudi had killed had practiced the heinous Cauldron Dual Cultivation Method. The only exception was perhaps the Divine Calculator, the Golden Core Great Ancestor himself.

Dongji Immortal also fell silent. After a long while, he whispered, "We were born here and we grew up here. If we must die, then let us die here."

PFFT!

The moment Dongji Immortal’s voice fell, a beam of sword light descended from the sky, piercing straight through his head. His body swayed but could not fall. Even at the moment of death, he didn’t understand what had happened.

Spirit Mechanism Immortal was frozen with fear. The spiritual energy beneath his feet exploded as he tried to retreat violently.

Too late.

Another sharp sword plunged from the heavens.

PFFT!

Spirit Mechanism Immortal was also pinned to the ground.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, stood like two guardian deities flanking the entrance to the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion.

"All who harbor hostility in their hearts can be slain," Lin Mu declared, his hands clasped behind his back as he stepped into the inner hall of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion. He walked without stopping, heading in a specific direction.

Shangguan Shiming followed closely with her eyes downcast. I can only sigh for Dongji and Lingji, she thought. Lin Wudi gave them a chance to live, but alas, they didn’t cherish it. Did they truly believe the sword in his heart couldn’t kill those who harbored enmity toward him?

At this moment, Lin Mu’s Qi Cultivation Twelfth Floor was completely perfected. After the battle with the Divine Calculator, his mind was free of all obstacles, and his realm had naturally risen to the very verge of Foundation Establishment. He now had one more thing to do: to make his Foundation Establishment achieve an unprecedented state of perfection.

This opportunity was right here, in the inner hall of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion.

"This is the place where the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion venerates its past ancestors. Sir, what are you doing here?" Shangguan Shiming wondered. She couldn’t believe that after killing the Divine Calculator Great Ancestor and slaying Zhuge Jingyun, Lin Wudi would come here to pay respects to the ancestors of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion.

Suddenly, Lin Mu stopped. Shangguan Shiming looked and saw that he was standing before the place where the personal sword of the sect’s founder, the first-generation patriarch Heavenly Mechanism Superior, was kept.

It was an unremarkable Peach Wood Sword.

In the beginning, Heavenly Mechanism Superior wasn’t even a cultivator but a common mortal among the masses of the Ancient Land Sects. He made a living telling fortunes and had a small reputation among ordinary people, who called him Li the Half-Immortal. His secular name was Li Changsheng.

For a mere mortal to dare use the title "Half-Immortal" naturally drew the ire of true Immortals. On the day of Li Changsheng’s hundredth birthday banquet, a Foundation Building Immortal from the Yunlan Sect, one of the Ten Great Sects at the time, descended. With a single utterance, he annihilated six generations of Li Changsheng’s family—one hundred and eighty people in total.

On that day, Li Changsheng took one step to Qi Cultivation, a second to Foundation Establishment, and a third to Core Formation. After just three steps, he attained the realm of a Golden Core Great Ancestor. He killed the Foundation Building Immortal with a point of his finger. He then went to the Yunlan Sect and, in a single day, eradicated one of the Ten Great Sects, killing two Core Formation Realm Great Ancestors.

Li Changsheng was the first exiled immortal of the extreme realm in the history of the Ancient Land Sects.

This Peach Wood Sword was the blade he carried when telling fortunes, long before he attained the Dao. It possessed no Dao Methods or Divine Skills; it was merely placed before the ancestral tablets as a memento, a reminder for everyone in the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion to not forget their roots.

However, Shangguan Shiming couldn’t remember how long it had been since anyone last paid respects to this ordinary sword. Perhaps everyone in the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion had forgotten it and the meaning it represented.

"How interesting." A playful smile flashed across Lin Mu’s face. He reached out his hand, and the Peach Wood Sword flew into his grasp.

I didn’t expect that besides myself, another person from the Immortal Realm had fallen to this secular world. The owner of this Peach Wood Sword must have been the remnant soul of a fallen Immortal. To think he left behind such a treasure.

Shangguan Shiming didn’t catch the first part of his whisper, only the final word.

"Sir," she asked, "are you saying this Peach Wood Sword is a treasure?"