The next day, Lin Xing set out again, accompanied by Bi Yao and You Ji. The cooperation between the two sects finally kicked off.
The Ghost King Sect had an excess of idle hands with nothing to do, while the Hehuan Sect had several major business deals but suffered from a shortage of manpower. The two sides hit it off immediately, with one side providing goods and the other providing labor.
However, for Lin Xing, these were not the key points! It didn't matter whether the Ghost King Sect made a profit or the Hehuan Sect took the lion's share. In the end, both sects would belong to him, so why bother fretting over such details?
The most important thing was to keep Bi Yao happy.
"Bi Yao, take a look. What do you think of my technique, 'Flying Dragon in the Sky'!"
Lin Xing stood on his sword, waving his hands. He feigned great effort, panting heavily and assuming imposing stances as he tried his best to maintain control. The clouds in the sky transformed and shifted, turning into mighty dragons that soared and roared, presenting a magnificent and imposing scene.
Bi Yao glanced at him and said uninterestedly, "Can't you make it more convincing? You're out of breath, yet not a single drop of sweat. Your acting skills are really poor!"
Bi Yao's cyan clothes flitted in and out among the clouds, and the Sadness Flower bloomed gently. Its brilliant radiance illuminated Bi Yao's delicate and stubborn face, making her incredibly beautiful.
She is truly a goddess, Lin Xing praised inwardly.
At this moment, You Ji suddenly said, "Nephew Lin Xing, your master is in seclusion. Aren't you worried?"
Lin Xing was taken aback. This woman wasn't on good terms with Lady Sanmiao, so why was she being so considerate?
"What's there to worry about!" Lin Xing waved his hand dismissively. "My master is waiting to dominate the martial world for all eternity! —— Hey! Bi Yao, wait for me. Why are you flying so fast!"
You Ji hesitated, then thought for a moment and followed. Lin Xing clung to Bi Yao, and there was a constant stream of laughter along the way...
...
The group arrived at Shanhaiyuan once again.
Since flying on their swords was extremely fast, and there was no hurry, they decided to have a meal at Shanhaiyuan. Moreover, Lin Xing had long been eager to meet the so-called Grandmaster Qingye, who was renowned in the culinary world.
As a super VIP customer of Shanhaiyuan, as soon as Lin Xing stepped through the door, the innkeeper scurried over and said, "Welcome, sir! Please come in!"
They were given the best private room and the most delicious food. As a VIP customer, Lin Xing truly enjoyed the privileges. Before he could even warm his seat, plates of hot dishes were promptly served. It was clearly a different league from the ordinary customers waiting outside!
"What a delicious dish!" Lin Xing took a bite and seemed to melt in the wonderful taste. The feeling that permeated his heart made him unable to stop.
"Waiter, was this dish prepared by Grandmaster Qingye?" Lin Xing looked up and asked.
"You have a good eye, sir! Among all the dishes on your table, this is the only one crafted by the esteemed Grandmaster Qingye!"
Lin Xing tasted it and felt, well, it was a bit strange. It wasn't that it didn't taste good, but there seemed to be a special flavor in it.
Just as a sword has its sword intent and a knife has its knife intent, this dish had its own unique aura.
"This Grandmaster Qingye seems to be quite extraordinary," Lin Xing exclaimed with emotion.
Taking a careful bite and concentrating all his attention on the dish, with his powerful spiritual power and his extensive knowledge of various Daoist arts that allowed him to draw parallels between different things, Lin Xing discerned something from the dish.
The combination of oil and salt, the pairing of vegetables and sesame seeds, the mixture of sesame seeds and shredded potatoes... The actions of Grandmaster Qingye while cooking played out slowly in Lin Xing's mind.
However, perhaps due to his insufficient cultivation, Lin Xing could only make a rough guess and couldn't delve deeper.
"Um —— ah!"
Bi Yao let out a soft moan, her delicate face radiating a faint sense of happiness. Her eyes were slightly closed, her red lips pouted, and there was a glistening sheen of oil on them.
Lin Xing was once again captivated by Bi Yao's way of eating.
Bi Yao's beauty lay in her youthful cuteness and stubbornness. Whatever she did, she exuded a natural charm. Even when eating, that charm remained incredibly alluring.
Lin Xing looked at Bi Yao's face and observed her slowly. Every subtle expression was within his perception.
Truly worthy of being Bi Yao! When Lu Xueqi eats, she is definitely not as charming as Bi Yao! It's not that Lu Xueqi is inferior to Bi Yao, but rather that Lu's temperament lacks the liveliness, cuteness, and youthful stubbornness that Bi Yao possesses. When eating, she doesn't have the same charm as Bi Yao.
Bi Yao's red lips parted slightly, and she picked up a large piece of glistening chicken and stuffed it into her mouth in one gulp!
She didn't chew daintily like a demure woman but swallowed it in big mouthfuls. Her cheeks puffed out, and her fair face turned slightly red. It seemed that the chicken was a bit hot, so Bi Yao's cherry lips opened a small hole, and she took a deep breath. It was as if she was in a race with someone, and she chewed quickly.
Inhaling and chewing simultaneously, her expression of enjoyment mixed with a hint of eagerness made Lin Xing mesmerized.
So, so beautiful!
As he watched, Lin Xing involuntarily applied the knowledge of physiognomy. It was like a habit that he unconsciously put into use.
Bits of information gathered together —— Lin Xing was suddenly jolted!
"There's danger!"
He didn't realize it until he took a closer look!
The fact that Bi Yao was still in danger while being with him, what did that mean!
Bi Yao and You Ji looked at Lin Xing in surprise and confusion. They thought: This is Shanhai City. Even if there is a conflict between the righteous and the demonic, it wouldn't be so blatant, right?
There was no time to explain further to the two of them. Lin Xing's spiritual power erupted like a volcanic explosion, bursting out with a thunderous sound!
The streets, rooftops, pedestrians, carriages... Everything was within Lin Xing's detection range.
Streaks of red bloodstains spread on the ground. At first glance, it seemed insignificant, but when Lin Xing took in the entire Shanhai City, he realized that it formed a complete pattern!
A pattern that covered one-third of Shanhai City!
And the core of this pattern was, surprisingly, Shanhaiyuan!
Looking at that strange pattern, Lin Xing suddenly remembered an introduction in a book.
An ancient formation, the Three Talents Absolute Killing Formation! Using blood as the guiding element, its power is tenfold!
There were only a few brief descriptions of it in the book, and it was impossible to conduct in-depth research. However, Lin Xing's spiritual power was already strong. Although he couldn't remember everything he read firmly, he at least had an 80 to 90 percent impression of it!
How could someone use this ancient formation?
Suddenly, a red light emerged from the dried bloodstains and quickly brightened. The pedestrians on the street let out cries of alarm. The appearance of this thing during the daytime caused everyone to flee in panic, ignoring their businesses.
Three people dressed in familiar attire formed a triangle and stood at three corners of Shanhai City.
The clothes they wore represented: Longyin and Tianmen!
And they were the highest-ranking elders!
Shanhai City seemed to tremble slightly, and a fierce murderous aura suddenly spread throughout the entire formation. The scarlet color of the blood seemed to come alive, flowing and surging. With Shanhaiyuan as the center, the entire formation slowly began to rotate.
"Stay close to me and don't leave easily!" Lin Xing said solemnly to Bi Yao and You Ji.
A sword suddenly appeared in Lin Xing's hand. The space continued to twist, and a crystal-clear and ruddy bead jumped onto Lin Xing's shoulder, bouncing affectionately. With a gentle wave of his hand, Lin Xing sent a sword qi that crossed several li of distance and crashed towards a person in the distance. It was like lightning, like fire, like a fierce wind, like a waterfall.
In that single sword strike, there was an unrivaled artistic conception. In an instant, it reached the person in front of him!