Chapter Forty-Seven: I Am Most Fond of It

“Jiang Lin!”
“Brother Jiang!”
“Master Jiang!”
In just a fleeting instant, Jiang Lin’s head tumbled from the sky.
Those eyes, brimming with the symbol of “$,” fell to the ground, his face still bearing a comical smile...

For all cultivators, unless their physical bodies have attained the Golden Body Realm—the sixth stage for martial artists—their flesh and bones would dissolve, returning as countless streams of spiritual energy to nature... a cycle of reuse...

Of course, even those at the Golden Body Realm might, depending on their mood, choose to decompose their bodies into spiritual energy upon death—especially someone like Jiang Lin, who was always courting disaster and needed a good spot for revival...

As Jiang Lin’s body scattered into a myriad of spiritual energies and faded into the air—

“Ding...”

Another crisp sound rang out, a coin landing on marble.

“Ah...”

Meanwhile, behind the six great sects, three people let out agonized cries in unison.

Everyone turned their gaze, only to see Jiang Lin holding First Snow, surrounded by three disciples who had infiltrated the six great sects—now suspended by his spiritual power, freshly frozen into statues of ice!

“Zhang San?”

“Li Si?”

“Zhao Wu?”

The elders from three sects, seeing their disciples turned to ice, felt not anger but confusion, for in their hands were teleportation crystals, clearly intending to flee.

From the aura just now, it was obvious these three had launched the flying sword attack.

“Jiang Lin?”

“Master Jiang?”

“You rascal, I thought you were dead!”

Seeing Jiang Lin resurrected, many female cultivators’ eyes sparkled with delight.

“Young brother Jiang, how did you...?” Elder Cao Nima of Feizhu Liu was speechless for a moment, facing the revived Jiang Lin.

Just a moment ago, Jiang Lin had indeed died and fallen from his path, yet in the blink of an eye, he was alive again?

Not only that, but his wounds seemed fully healed!

It was as if—he’d revived at full strength!

“To be honest, what they killed was merely a substitute body. But that’s no longer important,” Jiang Lin cupped his hands, continuing:

“Elders, though these men are disciples of your sects, they are in truth infiltrators from the Solitary Demon Sect, intent on killing me due to personal enmity. I must bring them back to my sect for further... discussions. May I ask, esteemed elders, if you would permit this?”

As Jiang Lin finished speaking, the elders of the Sun and Moon Sect stopped playing their passive roles and stood behind him.

The three elders furrowed their brows, caught off guard by the revelation that their sects had been infiltrated by Solitary Demon Sect agents!

Ordinarily, such individuals should be brought back for sect judgment, but now, on Sun and Moon Sect territory, they were at a disadvantage...

Should they reason with him?

But what reasoning is there...

Leaving aside the fact that their own disciples had attempted to assassinate Jiang Lin, trying to reason with a demon sect member was madness.

But... was Jiang Lin truly only at the Sea-Watching Realm?

The Solitary Demon Sect was infamous for ruthless assassinations, their techniques personally taught by the sect leader Assassin. Their methods could kill across boundaries, and rumor had it their combined assassination technique allowed three Dragon Gate assassins to slay a Nascent Soul cultivator.

While the realms of these three were unknown, their ability to succeed under a Nascent Soul elder’s watchful eye meant their cultivation was high—likely Dragon Gate level.

Regardless of whether Jiang Lin’s “substitute body” counted, he had managed to freeze three Dragon Gate assassins in a single breath?

Though surprise played a role, Jiang Lin was far from ordinary, especially with that towering young woman’s silhouette appearing behind him.

In that moment, the elders’ gazes all fixed on First Snow in Jiang Lin’s hand...

“Infiltrators from Solitary Demon Sect nearly assassinated young brother Jiang. This was our failure. These three should indeed be handed to Brother Jiang, but afterward, please return them to us so we may answer for this incident.”

“We ask little—just that they remain alive.”

Jiang Lin smiled, cupping his hands, “Of course.”

“Young brother Jiang, please accept this top-grade spirit stone as an apology from the Peerless Sect.”

“Our Blood Armor Sect bears responsibility as well.” The Blood Armor elder produced another top-grade spirit stone. “And this lesson you’ve taught our disciples is deeply appreciated.”

“Our White Tiger Sect’s lax recruitment let demon sect infiltrators slip in, making us a laughingstock before you.”

“Oh? This... truly... They say cultivators are one family—there’s no need for such formality, esteemed elders.”

Jiang Lin said this as he stored the spirit stones, his joy as radiant as if he’d drawn an SSR in a ten-roll.

“Elders, after you ascend to the Immortal Realm, please don’t make things difficult for me, a junior.”

“You rascal, Immortal Realm? I’m still at Nascent Soul. That’s a long way off, a long way off.”

“How is it early? Who dares say it’s early? I, Jiang Lin, will break their legs first! You elders are destined for immortality!”

“Haha, you are honest indeed. I like that!”

“Haha, speaking with you juniors, I realize there are always greater talents. I must follow your example and cultivate diligently.”

“Haha...”

For a moment, the four exuded an atmosphere of harmony and happiness.

What was expected to be a fierce contest over the three captives turned into amiable conversation among the elders and Jiang Lin, who was continually gifted spirit stones despite being a demon sect member. No one knew what expression to wear.

Touching the storage pouch at his waist, Jiang Lin had intended to refuse, but he was given too much...

He also understood they were smoothing things over, so he had to accept graciously.

After a few more rounds of mutual praise, by noon, the disciples of the six great sects departed.

...

“Ni Ma, what do you make of young brother Jiang Lin?”

On their return through the sky, the Blood Armor Sect elder asked Heart Lake.

“He’s smooth, powerful, and most importantly, honest. It’s hard to imagine he’s from the demon sect.”

“...I meant the tall phantom woman behind Jiang Lin.”

“You saw her too?”

“Of course.”

“Sigh, let’s not discuss the white-robed woman for now. Ni Ma, there’s a more pressing matter.”

“Brother Qin, you mean...?”

“Recently, I heard the Free Spirit Sect was exterminated by the Solitary Demon Sect. Now, Blood Armor, Peerless, and White Tiger have all been infiltrated by demon sect agents. Do you believe, as their neighbor, we’ll escape unscathed?”

The elder addressed as Brother Qin sighed,

“It seems the Solitary Demon Sect is preparing for something big.”