ALL NOVEL Chapter 99
Boom!
As soon as those words were spoken, the whole place erupted.
Master Randel was taken aback, never expecting this guy to agree so readily. Turns out he’s not afraid to offend even the Yuhua Sect!
But that’s fine by him—it’s just what he wanted!
Master Randel’s smile was inviting, and his attitude seemed even friendlier. “Amitabha, I thank you here, Ye Junlin.”
Even though the other party had once wiped out his fellow disciples, and given that he is on hostile terms with the Hanging Temple, in this world, there are no everlasting enemies. As long as interests align, people can shake hands and make peace.
The main thing was the rumors about this guy had gotten wilder, some claiming he was an ancient monster that had lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, and others saying he was likely a true immortal-level ancient powerhouse.
In such circumstances, who would dare to tear their face off and fight him?
Avoiding direct confrontation was the wisest choice!
“Old white-haired demon! You’ll have a terrible death!”
“Ye demon head, I’ll screw your ancestors for eight generations!”
“First, you robbed us. Now you’re colluding with this old bald donkey! Are you even human?!”
…
The accumulated resentment of the crowd exploded, a tide of insults drowning everything.
“Uncle Fan, this Ye Junlin is simply insane, not even acting like a human!” An Miaoyi stomped her feet in anger.
“Miss, keep your voice down…” Fan Dezhen was startled, afraid that the guy would hear them.
Faced with the noisy curses below, the Old Man’s gaze was electric, like a furious old lion, and he bellowed with imposing force:
“Shut up! In my life, I, Ye Junlin, need no explanation to you!!!”
Seeing the Killing God furious, many cultivators turned pale in fright.
Witnessing this scene, Master Randel became more and more convinced of this person’s identity.
Ye Junlin was indeed overbearing!
Must make good connections!
“This friend, please.” The Old Man extended his hand, his posture lofty and calm.
The three companions behind him respected this performance and courage wholeheartedly.
What a talent!
Could it be that you are the Killing God Ye Junlin?
Even the Hat Man and the others felt a bit disoriented, as if the person in front of them was the real Ye Junlin!
“Good, good, good. I’m about to start the ceremony.” Master Randel put his palms together, muttering scriptures, radiating brilliant golden Buddha light.
A huge lotus imprint bloomed in the sky, causing many to begin to feel uneasy, panic evident on their faces, “No…”
The air was thick with despair.
“Master, as you instructed, I’ve recorded the entire process on the recording sphere!” Li Wujie said in a deep voice.
Ye Junlin smirked, “It’s worth the wait to have this evidence in hand; this time we’ll absolutely hammer the Hanging Temple! I want to see what this bunch of so-called compassionate bald donkeys has to say!”
Boom!
Ye Junlin transformed into a streak of light, erupting with terrifying Tribulation Stage aura.
He raised his hand, pointing with two fingers, and that lotus imprint was shattered by a powerful force.
“Who?!”
Master Randel was both shocked and angry, realizing there were other Tribulation Stage experts present!
In midair, a young man in a black robe stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his silver-white long hair dancing in the wind, sharp brows and starry eyes, an otherworldly presence that shamed the stars.
“Xuantian Sect, Ye Junlin!”
His clear voice rang like iron in everyone’s ears.
“What? He says he’s Ye Junlin?!”
Upon hearing this, the cultivators present were dumbfounded.
“Wait, isn’t he the one from Medicine King Valley?”
“What a powerful aura, and that distinctive white hair along with that black robe, it must really be him!”
“If he’s Ye Junlin, then that earlier guy was a fake?!”
Swish, swish, swish~
Countless angry gazes turned toward the Old Man.
The Old Man’s eyes nearly popped out; his mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg.
He had been immersed in his role-play for so long, and the real deal was just quietly watching from the crowd!
This—this is just too embarrassing, isn’t it?!
“What do we do? What do we do now?” The Hat Man and the others were completely panicked, trembling in fear.
They were just small fries in the cultivation world, and having previously swaggered about under the guise of Ye Junlin’s disciple, they were now exposed, instantly reverting to their true selves.
“Ye Junlin… so it turns out he is Ye Junlin…” An Miaoyi muttered in disbelief.
Looking at that handsome face, remembering the harsh words from earlier in the inn, the proud daughter of the Wendaozong felt her face flush red like a big apple, wishing she could find a hole to hide in.
“Back at the Dragon Gate Inn, I already felt this person was extraordinary. At Medicine King Valley, that feeling became even stronger.”
Fan Dezhen’s face showed awe as he sighed, “As expected, he truly is like the rumors say, a dragon soaring the heavens, not something we can touch.”
“Uncle Fan, you knew all along and didn’t tell me? You made me embarrass myself in front of Young Master Ye…” An Miaoyi pouted, her face blushing.
Fan Dezhen felt helpless.
Didn’t I mention it? It’s you who were careless, completely disregarding it, okay!?
At this moment.
Master Randel was dumbfounded!
Looking at the Old Man with a face full of fear and guilt, anyone with working eyes could see that this guy was a fraud.
He had just been so kind and polite, wasting all this time with this imposter?
“Amitabha, you truly know how to play, don’t you?” Master Randel spoke with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, gritting his teeth with an intense glare at the Old Man.
The latter didn’t dare to lift his head, beads of sweat pouring down.
Master Randel shifted his gaze to another figure, his eyes sparking with icy fury, harshly saying, “You little brat, you opposed me back at Medicine King Valley; I was planning to kill you and take that Undying Chaotic Mushroom after coming out. I didn’t expect you to be Ye Junlin; no wonder you have such ability.”
“Old bald donkey, your earlier show is all recorded on my disciple’s sphere. Just guess how the world will view the Hanging Temple if I make it public?” Ye Junlin taunted.
Master Randel’s anger turned into a bizarre smile, “As long as I kill you and everyone here, who would know it was me? I could even frame it on you!”
Ye Junlin said, “Oh? You’re that confident in your own strength?”
“Hehe, ten thousand years ago when I roamed the Eastern Domain, I hadn’t heard of your name! Furthermore, at Medicine King Valley, my realm was suppressed; many of my methods couldn’t be executed, even my indestructible body was belittled!”
“But now…”
Boom!
Master Randel’s imposing aura soared, his thin white brows standing on end, his face expressionless, exuding an indomitable force like pure glass gold, radiating with a brilliant and invulnerable aura.
His whole body was enveloped in cryptic golden Sanskrit, forming a second layer of protection.
One could imagine how terrifying that defensive power was!
“Brat, time to die!” Like an enraged golden deity, Master Randel’s deep Zen energy flowed through him as he raised his hand, viciously striking out, his palm glowing with a golden swastika.
Earlier, he felt Ye Junlin’s released cultivation aura was merely mid-Tribulation.
But he? He was indeed at the pinnacle of the Tribulation Stage!
Instantly, Master Randel felt no more fear toward the legendary Ye Junlin whose prowess was said to be unfathomable.
Turns out, your cultivation is not even as good as mine?
Taking you down should be as easy as pie!
An overwhelming feeling of pressure swept over, making one feel like a small boat swaying in a storm, at risk of being capsized and swallowed at any moment.
“Heavens!” Many cultivators were terrified, their hearts racing, quickly retreating to avoid getting caught up.
“This old bald donkey is at the pinnacle of the Tribulation Stage; Master is in danger this time,” Li Wujie said with concern.
Hong Qianye shot him an annoyed glance, then shook her head in disbelief.
Going by intuition, that guy was definitely hiding some cards up his sleeve!
After all, someone who could repeatedly break the rules set by immortals couldn’t be as simple as they appeared, could they?
The Great Mushroom King was scared to the core; before at Medicine King Valley, this group of human cultivators were suppressed in their realms, making it hard to gauge their strength. Now that they were out, each one was more formidable than the last.
In view, the golden swastika expanded infinitely, the Buddha light overshadowing everything, incredibly sacred.
Ye Junlin smiled playfully; he had been waiting for this moment!
Ding, detected that the host is facing an attack from a peak Tribulation Stage enemy, now triggering the passive effect of becoming stronger when encountering strong opponents, gaining perfect Tribulation Stage cultivation!
With the system notification ringing.
Ye Junlin’s aura skyrocketed, instantly leaping from mid-Tribulation to perfect Tribulation!
Just one step away from the legendary True Immortal!
“You… how?” Feeling an aura stronger than his own, the surprised Master Randel’s face changed dramatically, astonished recognition glimmering in his eyes.