Chapter 62: Final Words

"Elder Li, you can still be saved! How can you give up so easily?" Lin Yun had never imagined that Li Hong would go to such lengths for a mere promise.

Seeing his anxious look, Li Hong smiled and shook his head. "I have kept my promise and saved your life. After this battle, Liao Changping's cultivation realm has plummeted. It will likely take him decades to recover. For me, in a fatal situation, to have achieved this much is already not bad."

He looked around Lin Yun. "Where is Fang Chengqian?"

Lin Yun shook his head. "Senior Brother Fang and I encountered that giant python that had transformed into a demon flood dragon underwater. After a great battle, he was injured and went missing."

Li Hong's hand suddenly tightened its grip. This trip to Weiyang Mountain... not only had he failed to bring back the spirit pet, but his entire team had been wiped out.

Just then, his gaze fell upon Xiaobai on Lin Yun's shoulder, and his pupils contracted.

"It's actually..."

"Ha, haha... The heavens have not forsaken my Beast Taming Sect."

Enduring the pain, Li Hong slowly sat up. "Lin Yun, let me ask you, after the Flowing Cloud Sect has treated you this way, are you still willing to remain there?"

Lin Yun shook his head decisively. After this incident, the fate between him and the Flowing Cloud Sect as master and disciple was over. The next time they met, it would be a reckoning to the death.

Li Hong looked at him and said, "Gu Xiande schemed against our Beast Taming Sect, but he never would have thought that he was actually sending a great opportunity our way. I will surely die, but to be able to find someone to entrust my legacy to before I die is a blessing."

As he spoke, he took out a magatama from his waist. Liao Changping and Xiao Pingtian had left in a hurry and hadn't been able to take Li Hong's belongings. But cultivators at the Myriad Laws Realm would generally place seals on their personal items, so that if they were killed one day, their friends and family could track the killer. Liao Changping likely hadn't taken his things for fear of this.

At this moment, Li Hong placed the magatama in Lin Yun's hand. "This is the sacred treasure of my Beast Taming Sect. I ask that you please bring it back. In addition, I also entrust this Spirit Taming Pouch to you. I have already removed the restriction on it just now. When you bring these things back to the Beast Taming Sect, the Sect Master will naturally understand my intentions. From this day forward... you... you are a personal disciple of my Beast Taming Sect."

Li Hong said a lot in one breath. Lin Yun looked at the dying senior before him, his voice heavy. "Senior has entrusted me with so much. I fear I will be unable to complete this task..."

Li Hong coughed up blood with a smile. "Cough, cough. It's fine. You... you will be alright. You must tell the Sect Master what happened today, other... otherwise the Flowing Cloud Sect will use this to doom our Beast Taming Sect to eternal damnation!"

He gripped Lin Yun's hand tightly, using his last ounce of strength. "Lin Yun, I'm... I'm begging you!"

Seeing Li Hong's earnest look, Lin Yun couldn't bear it and nodded in agreement. At that instant, he saw Li Hong smile.

With this... I can rest assured.

Senior Brothers, Junior Brothers... I'm going now.

Li Hong collapsed, his face peaceful. A senior who had no relation to him had actually done so much to protect him. This deeply moved Lin Yun.

Afterward, he found a quiet place on Weiyang Mountain and buried Li Hong.

"The people from the Flowing Cloud Sect probably haven't gone far." Lin Yun's face was grim. He would not forget the debt owed for Elder Li's death.

[Name]: Lin Yun

[Realm]: Fifth Level of Yuan Sea Realm (Translator's note: Consistent with established progression.) [Destiny]: Son of Misfortune (Gray)

[Fate]: Escaped Death (White)

[Outcome]: You work diligently in the Flowing Cloud Sect... become a disposable pawn.

[Recent Turning Point]: Is ambushed by Xiao Pingtian while escaping from Weiyang Mountain.

Heh. Sure enough, Senior Brother Xiao, you really are unwilling to let me go. Lin Yun gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

He remembered clearly that when Li Hong was fighting for his life, Xiao Pingtian had also wanted to kill him at all costs. Was it really necessary? Just because he had performed a little better in the sect, did it have to come to this? Jealousy truly drives people mad.

Lin Yun stood up, packed his things, and stroked Xiaobai's head. The reason he wasn't afraid of Xiao Pingtian was also because of Xiaobai. This little guy was a ruthless character who could beat a demon flood dragon to death. Plus, judging by Li Hong's expression at the end, Lin Yun had a feeling that Xiaobai's identity was definitely not simple.

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Xiao Pingtian had been guarding Weiyang Mountain for some time now. He had placed restrictions all around the area. As long as Lin Yun dared to come out, he would surely know. Liao Changping had taken Li Wuze and gone back. After the great battle with Li Hong, his realm had actually fallen to the Mystic Passage Realm. He had truly shed his heart's blood to protect the Sect Master's personal disciple.

Xiao Pingtian was worried that Lin Yun was still alive, so he stood guard here.

"Senior Brother Xiao, if you ask me, you're thinking too highly of Lin Yun."

"Exactly, what's so special about that kid? He must have died at the bottom of Weiyang Lake."

The ones speaking were two disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect, both of whom were loyal fans of Xiao Pingtian.

Xiao Pingtian ignored them. Could Lin Yun die so easily? He didn't believe it. Others might be easily killed, but he didn't think Lin Yun would be. That guy definitely had a way of avoiding misfortune. He would definitely survive. And by standing guard here, he was going to cut off his last sliver of hope.

"Tell your men to be alert. Report any situation immediately. We absolutely cannot let a single fly escape." Xiao Pingtian snorted, his tone serious.

The two disciples nodded, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

On the other side, Lin Yun swaggered out of Weiyang Mountain. Sure enough, the moment he arrived, two Flowing Cloud Sect disciples appeared. The commotion at Weiyang Mountain this time was too great. It seemed Gu Xiande couldn't send another elder to stand guard, so it was just these disciples, plus Xiao Pingtian. Even if Lin Yun and Fang Chengqian had come out together, they would have certainly won.

Now, seeing Lin Yun, the two Flowing Cloud Sect disciples immediately grinned. "Quick... quick, tell Senior Brother Xiao. We've caught Lin Yun! This is a great merit!" The two of them looked at Lin Yun as if they had won the lottery.

"A great merit? Do you have the life to claim it?" Lin Yun狞smiled, his voice ice-cold. "For the sake of being fellow disciples, I can spare you once. It's not too late to leave now. If anyone dares to stop me, I will grant no quarter!" He forcefully suppressed the fire in his heart.

Hearing what Lin Yun said, the two disciples burst out laughing.

"Haha, Lin Yun, are you still not awake?" One of the tall, skinny disciples stepped forward. "You're the one who has fallen into our encirclement, and you dare to threaten us? Wait until Senior Brother Xiao..."

Before he could finish, the disciple's head went flying, and blood spurted out. The male disciple beside him was dumbfounded, his legs shaking uncontrollably. A yellow liquid trickled down his pant leg.

Lin Yun held his sword in one hand. "Noisy." His cold eyes looked at him. "And you? Are you going to stop me too?"

That disciple fell to his knees.

"This one respectfully sends off Senior Brother Lin..."