Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 405 - 326: The Power of the Blood Immortal Bracelet and Cao De’s Schemes

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Chapter 405: Chapter 326: The Power of the Blood Immortal Bracelet and Cao De’s Schemes

"How do you have such a powerful Immortal Treasure?"

Jian Fan never imagined that they’d just come to the Lower Realm to kill an ant, yet this so-called ant kept surprising him over and over.

This array alone was enough to shake him, but who could’ve guessed Lin Chang’sheng also wielded a Heaven-Reaching Immortal Treasure?

He judged that this treasure was at the very least at the Lower Grade Celestial Immortal Treasure Level.

"I’ll tell you after you die!"

Lin Chang’sheng had no intention of wasting words with Jian Fan, continuing to use the Blood Immortal Bracelet to trap and kill him.

This guy really was much stronger than Qing Luo; facing Lin Chang’sheng, he lasted more than ten moves without showing a single opening.

Only as his Primordial Power was almost completely drained did fatigue finally show on his face.

Lin Chang’sheng figured Jian Fan had reached the end of his rope.

But to his surprise, Jian Fan tossed back an elixir, and in an instant, a third of his depleted Primordial Power was rejuvenated.

That made Lin Chang’sheng blink—this pill actually had such potent restorative effects?

But still, it would only let Jian Fan delay his death a little longer.

One misstep, and Lin Chang’sheng sent him crashing to the ground with the Blood Immortal Bracelet.

A deep pit, thirty feet across, appeared where he landed.

Lin Chang’sheng seized the moment, commanding the Blood Immortal Bracelet to morph into a mountain range, suppressing Jian Fan below.

BOOOOM—

The Blood Immortal Bracelet struck the earth, erupting with a thunderous boom, making the whole ground tremble violently.

When Lin Chang’sheng finally retrieved the Blood Immortal Bracelet, all that was left on the ground was a field of blood red.

Jian Fan had been smashed into a bloody pulp under the overwhelming power of the Blood Immortal Bracelet, his breath long gone.

Whoosh, whoosh—

Their deaths sent Primordial Spirits flying in all directions, as if eager to escape, but the Grand Array here kept them trapped; forget the Primordial Spirit, not even a wisp of smoke could slip out.

Lin Chang’sheng waved the Myriad Soul Banner and swept them inside.

With these two dead, their cultivation immediately transformed into streams of Primordial Power, flooding into Lin Chang’sheng.

Lin Chang’sheng activated the Void Saint King Technique and refined it all in an instant.

"Peak of Middle Stage Divinity Transformation—won’t be long before I break through to Late Stage Divinity Transformation!"

Lin Chang’sheng thought to himself, then gathered Jian Fan and Qing Luo’s corpses and their storage bags.

Since these two came from the Immortal Realm, their storage bags ought to contain nothing short of treasures.

"Who taught you this formation?"

Sword Elder, watching Lin Chang’sheng lay out that Grand Array with such might, was left deeply surprised.

He felt even a Void Refining powerhouse would struggle to break free; this array was not something a Lower Realm cultivator should be able to set up.

Even in the Immortal Realm, without hundreds of years specializing in formation arts, no one could casually form such an array.

And Lin Chang’sheng was still so young?

To be able to arrange such a powerful Grand Array, there must be someone teaching him.

If you said Lin Chang’sheng figured this out on his own, Sword Elder wouldn’t believe it no matter what.

"Self-taught!"

Lin Chang’sheng brushed him off, clearly not about to admit that he could merge all kinds of grand arrays together, making this formation so fearsome.

"Self-taught? Quit bragging! Without at least several hundred years of formation basics, you’d never figure out something like this!"

Sword Elder snorted dismissively.

No way he’d believe Lin Chang’sheng taught himself; he’d sooner believe an ant could kill an elephant.

"I told you, my talent’s off the charts; what’s impossible about that? If you don’t believe me, give me any formation manual, and in less than a day, I’ll master it to perfection!"

Lin Chang’sheng shot back, then packed up his things and headed straight for the Immortal Ascension Sect’s Great Hall.

Planning to see if those two left him any treasures.

"Yeah, right—big talk!"

Sword Elder scoffed again, but Lin Chang’sheng didn’t bother with him.

Once Lin Chang’sheng left, the crowd nearby still hadn’t quite recovered from shock.

The Immortal Realm’s prodigies just got wiped out by Lin Chang’sheng so easily?

It’s as if Lin Chang’sheng didn’t even break a sweat!

"Lin Chang’sheng killed Immortal Realm prodigies so easily. Won’t be long before someone from the Celestial Nether Sword Sect finds out—next time it won’t be disciples coming!"

"Yeah! What if it’s a Grand Elder next time? How’s Lin Chang’sheng gonna cope?"

"Not your problem. Just focus on your own cultivation. If he can’t stand up to them, it’s not like you guys could."

"Exactly, I believe if he can kill disciples, he’s already prepped his escape plan!"

"Then let one come, kill one; let a pair come, kill them both!"

...

The disciples all around gossiped, some awed by Lin Chang’sheng’s cultivation, others worried about his path forward.

"Daoist Lin really isn’t simple! Next step, I bet he’ll ascend to the Immortal Realm. I gotta reach Late Stage Golden Core before he does!"

Cao De mulled over Lin Chang’sheng’s intentions, silent to himself.

He’d spent some time together with Lin Chang’sheng, and had gotten to know him decently well.

He was certain Lin Chang’sheng wouldn’t use the same trick twice.

Meaning, he definitely wouldn’t stick around here waiting for the opponent’s Elders to show up.

He’d ascend to the Immortal Realm before then, for sure.

The Immortal Realm was vast; even if they wanted to find him, it wouldn’t be easy.

So Cao De figured Lin Chang’sheng would be flying up to the Immortal Realm any day now.

He planned to breakthrough to Late Stage Golden Core in the meantime, and then follow Lin Chang’sheng to the Immortal Realm.

He’d already had enough of the Immortal Relic Land, and wanted to see what the women in the Immortal Realm were like.

Thinking that, Cao De couldn’t help but grin to himself.

Which immediately caught the attention of Yu Lingfei nearby; she frowned.

"Cao De, why are you grinning like that? Did you mess up another poor girl?"

Yu Lingfei complained. Just ask around a little, and everyone in the Immortal Ascension Sect knows all about Cao De’s hobbies.

But what puzzled Yu Lingfei was this guy was a cultivation prodigy, yet who’d think he was such a horndog!

So Yu Lingfei preferred not to get too close to Cao De.

"Total nonsense, little master here’s about to fly off to the Immortal Realm with Daoist Lin soon—shouldn’t I be happy?"

Cao De chuckled and eyed Yu Lingfei and her junior, Fu Qingyu, giving them a quick scan—and decided it just wasn’t his thing.

Both girls looked and were built quite well, but he had a thing for married women.

Married women have a kind of flavor you just don’t get from little girls.

"Watch it! If you keep staring, I’ll dig out your eyeballs myself!"

Yu Lingfei caught Cao De checking her out, instantly annoyed, and shot him a warning.

"Little girl, not very big, but that temper though!"

Cao De eyed Yu Lingfei’s chest and snickered.

"You—!"

That made Yu Lingfei’s chest heave up and down; she was dying to give Cao De a beating.

"Senior Sister Yu, what happened?"

Not far off, Gao Ziyue hurried over and saw Yu Lingfei fuming. She couldn’t help but ask.

"Junior Sister Ziyue, stay away from that Cao De, he’s just... just a bastard!"

Yu Lingfei spat out, and took off, still feeling Lin Chang’sheng was the most reliable.

His gaze was always clear and pure—never once as vile as Cao De, even that time he treated her wounds.

After meeting so many people, Yu Lingfei still found Lin Chang’sheng the most appealing.

"You damn guy, bullying even Senior Sister Yu. When I see Brother Lin, I’m telling on you; then your dream of ascending to the Upper Realm will just be a fantasy!"

Gao Ziyue glared at Cao De.

Cao De just grinned, unfazed.

He knew all about Lin Chang’sheng and Gao Ziyue’s connection—she just might be right.

"I was just joking with Junior Sister Yu. Didn’t think she’d react that big!"

Cao De scratched his head. "Anyway, I got stuff to do, so I’m out!"

With that, Cao De slipped off quick; no way he’d let Gao Ziyue catch hold of any dirt on him—or Lin Chang’sheng might leave him behind when heading to the Immortal Realm.

...

Inside the Immortal Ascension Sect’s Great Hall.

After stepping inside, Lin Chang’sheng told Liao Bugui he was going into closed-door cultivation; the hall doors shut tight so that no one would disturb him.

Even if something urgent came up, they’d have to wait.

Lin Chang’sheng dumped out everything in Jian Fan and Qing Luo’s storage bags first.

He found they actually had quite a stash of Immortal Crystals—more than five thousand combined.

Besides Immortal Crystals, there were lots of Spirit Beast Materials, some Immortal Herbs and Elixirs, and a few Spirit Treasure Immortal Techniques.

"Looks like this is the scale of a Black Armored Kui Beast. Not bad for defense!"

Lin Chang’sheng picked up a scale from a Spirit Beast, examined it, and noticed it was quite unusual.

In the Lower Realm, only a handful of Demon Beasts at Nascent Soul Stage exist.

But in the Immortal Realm, the lowest-level ones are equal to Divinity Transformation Stage, and above Spirit Beasts, you even have Immortal Beasts comparable to Tribulation Crossing Stage.

The power of Immortal Beasts is terrifying; with a single breath, they can devour every living thing in tens of thousands of cities.

So in the Immortal Realm, you don’t just compete with other cultivators for chances and Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasures, you also have to fend off insanely strong Spirit Beast Immortal Beast threats.

It’s crisis after crisis.

Any strong expert has climbed up on the corpses of countless others—there’s no denying that.