Volume 1, Chapter 116: Borrow Your Head
"I thought the sect faced extinction, but you just want revenge. Hehe, solving this is simple." The gray-robed elder looked coldly at the Grand Elder, suddenly grabbing outward.
Heaven and earth spiritual energy surged from his palm, forming hundreds of青色 (green) silk-like rays that bound the Grand Elder tightly.
"Elder Lin, what... what are you doing?" The Grand Elder's face changed as his spiritual energy was sealed by the green threads. A sudden terror struck him as he realized the truth.
"The Great Zhou National Preceptor can slay a Ninth Rank Myriad Realms sword cultivator. Even if we act, we may not win. If we die, the sect falls—so we cannot die." The green-robed elder nodded. "To resolve the grudge, we just need to borrow your head."
"Correct. Kill the one clamoring for revenge, send his head to Great Zhou, and they'll understand our sincerity. They won't continue opposing the sect." Elder Lin smiled, forming a sword with his fingers and slashing toward the Grand Elder's neck.
"I'm the Grand Elder! How can you kill me so easily?" The Grand Elder paled, begging for mercy. "Ancestors, spare me! I'm the only Eighth Rank Myriad Realms warrior in the sect. If I die, other hidden sects will destroy us!"
"The sect only needs Elder Lin and me. An Eighth Rank Myriad Realms warrior? Hardly worthy. Let me borrow your head." The gray-robed elder sneered, his finger slicing past the Grand Elder's neck.
A green light flashed. The Grand Elder's head fell, eyes wide with disbelief, and his body dissolved into powder under the green threads.
In their eyes, a three-legged toad was rare, but an Eighth Rank Myriad Realms warrior could be trained easily. If the Great Zhou National Preceptor attacked, they would act—even at the cost of their lives. But they wouldn't waste their precious single strike or sacrifice lifespan for mere vengeance.
"Find someone to send his head to Great Zhou. Tell them the Mysterious Celestial Sect has delivered the culprit's head and wishes to coexist peacefully. If they persist, let them come here—we'll show them what a Void Transformation warrior is." Elder Lin harrumphed, choosing a low-ranking blue-robed elder of Fourth Rank Myriad Realms for the task.
"Yes, Elder." The blue-robed elder trembled as he捧起 (held) the Grand Elder's head and left the valley.
The green-robed elder scanned the remaining elders: "Henceforth, the sect will be governed by us. When one of you advances to Eighth Rank Myriad Realms, you may become the new Sect Master. We will return to seclusion. Understood?"
"Understood!" The elders shuddered, bowing in submission.
In the Hostage Mansion, Lin Yu can't wait summoned the God-Eating Cauldron.
"Cauldron Lord, after devouring a Ninth Rank Myriad Realms warrior, the spiritual energy should finally help me advance, right?"
As soon as the cauldron appeared, Lin Yu called out.
"Wait, I'm inventorying the good stuff from the devouring!" Cauldron Lord replied hurriedly, busy.
"Good stuff?" Lin Yu immediately thought of Shen Chongshan's Thunderclap Sword. The flying sword was clearly extraordinary—if fused with the Wind Controlling Sword, its power might rise. But besides the sword, he doubted Shen Chongshan had other treasures.
"Lin小子 (lad), don't underestimate a sect master! That guy had several fine treasures.可惜 (Too bad) he was too arrogant to use them. If he had, even if he couldn't kill you, he could have escaped easily." Cauldron Lord chuckled, still withholding details.
"What treasures are so powerful?" Lin Yu pressed.
"Then let me show you!" A starlight ripple burst from the cauldron, and a jade vial flew out, hovering before Lin Yu. Wrapped in silver thunder, the vial contained a pill—its appearance alone proclaimed its rarity.
"This is a Thunder Devouring Pill. Taking it boosts the power of your next thunder attack by one rank with no backlash." Cauldron Lord explained its妙用 (magic).
"I didn't expect him to carry such a powerful pill." Lin Yu nodded, feeling后怕 (Fear after the event). If Shen Chongshan had taken the pill, his flying sword's power would have rivaled a Void Transformation warrior's strike—who would have won then? Shen Chongshan's overconfidence in碾压 (crushing) Lin Yu as a higher-rank sword cultivator had cost him; he never got the chance to use the pill.
"Cauldron Lord, any other treasures besides this pill?" Lin Yu shook his head, looking at the cauldron.
"Also this!" A palm-sized jade talisman flew out, inscribed with complex formations and ancient inscriptions, emanating vast spiritual energy and mystery.
"What's this? A token for an ancient ruin?" Lin Yu asked.
"A Minor Teleportation Talisman—can teleport thousands of li in an instant. If he'd used it, you couldn't have killed him." Cauldron Lord laughed. "He hoarded treasures but didn't use them—now they're yours." It stored the talisman and pill: "可惜 (Too bad) the talisman is near its limit—only two uses left, then it will disintegrate."
"Cauldron Lord, keep the talisman safe—it's a life-saving treasure." Lin Yu warned, sighing inwardly. Perhaps Shen Chongshan had hesitated to use the talisman due to its limited uses, misjudging Lin Yu's strength and dying by his sword. Thus, when facing强敌 (powerful enemies), life-saving items must be used without hesitation.
"lad, once I refine these three, I'll help you advance to Ninth Rank Myriad Realms—this time, it's foolproof!" Cauldron Lord chuckled as the God-Eating Cauldron turned to golden light and merged into Lin Yu's sea of consciousness.