Chapter 647: Chapter 231: Returning to Origin

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In the mountain forest, within a certain secluded dense grove.

The sizzling sound of a burning iron branding the flesh was mixed with the constant painful moans of a man.

Jincheng’s eyes were bloodshot, glaring venomously at Lin Zheyu, as if ready to devour him.

Facing Jincheng’s venomous gaze, Lin Zheyu felt nothing, indifferently using red True Essence to cauterize the other’s wound.

If the wounds are not treated, this guy will die.

"There, it’s done." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Next, I ask one question, you answer one question. If you refuse to speak, I will show you what it means to wish you were dead."

Lin Zheyu spoke flatly.

He picked up the two storage bags on the ground, casually playing with them.

These two storage bags were obtained from the two of them, along with the one from the cultivator at the Observatory, Lin Zheyu had seized three in just two days.

However, compared to the storage bag from the cultivator at the Observatory, these two were inferior in craftsmanship, material, and feel.

Even though Lin Zheyu didn’t understand, he could sense the poor quality of these two storage bags.

"Mmm mmm..."

"Who exactly are you!"

Once the gag was removed from Jincheng’s mouth, he spoke in a deep voice.

He still couldn’t believe that the target him and Ge Qing had been tracking had suddenly transformed into a Foundation Establishment expert.

"You don’t recognize me?"

"If you don’t, why did you attack me?"

Lin Zheyu asked, puzzled.

This guy must be scared dumb to ask such a question.

"Are you a Foundation Establishment expert?"

"We intended to deal with just a Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm fellow, there might be some misunderstanding."

Jincheng suppressed his anger, speaking in a deep voice.

He didn’t want to die.

He had painstakingly cultivated to Martial Arts Innate level, joining the cult to further his advancement, seeking immortality; Jincheng didn’t want to die so senselessly.

Jincheng still believed in the priest, the priest was the spokesperson for the Demon God.

Since the priest said the target was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he couldn’t be wrong; perhaps there was a misunderstanding between them.

"Foundation Establishment?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zheyu was slightly surprised.

So I am this powerful now?

Or is Foundation Establishment in this world merely a minor uncontested realm?

"Then tell me, who are you trying to deal with, and what’s the purpose?"

"How did you locate my position?"

Lin Zheyu asked expressionlessly.

Since the other side thought they found the wrong person, he gladly followed their reasoning to extract some desired information.

"I am a follower of the Painful Mother, guided by the Master to capture a Martial Artist of Grandmaster level."

Jincheng hastily brought up the Painful Mother.

Facing such a formidable existence, even a Foundation Establishment expert must maintain awe.

"Guided by the Master?"

"How could such a powerful existence possibly target a mere Grandmaster Martial Artist?"

"You’re lying to me!"

Lin Zheyu said coldly, slightly piercing Jincheng’s chest with the saber in his hand.

Upon hearing the other claim friendship to the Painful Mother, Lin Zheyu’s heart relaxed slightly.

He was genuinely worried that this guy was from the Observatory and that killing its cultivator had been discovered.

That would indeed spell trouble.

"I dare not, I dare not."

"That Martial Arts Grandmaster has a rather special destiny, the priest intends to offer him as a sacrifice to the Painful Mother."

Jincheng quickly said.

Seemingly worried that Lin Zheyu wouldn’t believe him, he continued, "The Ink Jade Disc in Ge Qing’s possession is with you, if you don’t believe me, you can inject Spiritual Power into it."

"This Ink Jade Disc has been infused with the Martial Artist’s essence by the priest; inject Spiritual Power, and the target’s position will be revealed."

"Thus, you will believe my words, that this is all a misunderstanding."

Jincheng said eagerly, hoping to survive from Lin Zheyu’s hands.

"Oh?"

Lin Zheyu showed a half-smiling expression.

He didn’t inject True Essence into it but showed some signs of believing instead, making Jincheng slightly at ease.

He saw a glimmer of hope for survival.

Destiny?

My destiny is quite unique?

Lin Zheyu’s mind was confused. Could it be because he was a transmigrator, possessing a special destiny?

"What is special about that person’s destiny to attract such a mighty existence?" Lin Zheyu asked.

"I do not know."

Jincheng replied, worried about displeasing Lin Zheyu, and added, "These matters are all handled by the priest; we are just executing tasks."

Listening to this, Lin Zheyu grew wary within.

The Demon Celestial Palace’s people collude with the cult; getting targeted by the Demon Celestial Palace might just be due to possessing a special destiny.

"You’re tracking the target with this item, right?"

Lin Zheyu gestured towards the Ink Jade Disc in his hand and asked, "Is there a way to shield against the tracking of the Ink Jade Disc?"

"This junior does not know."

Jincheng answered.

Looking at Lin Zheyu, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Observing closely for so long, he discovered a peculiarity in Lin Zheyu. The latter didn’t have the unique aura of cultivators communicating with heaven and earth.

’Could this person not be on the cultivation path?’

Jincheng speculated.

Since the appearance of demons, spiritual energy had been polluted; pure cultivation paths had long since ceased, most resumed cultivation through alternative methods.

Of those paths Jincheng knew, there were at least five.

"Really don’t know?"

Lin Zheyu’s face turned cold, a faint murderous aura rose from him, causing Jincheng’s eyebrows to twitch slightly.