The Urban Medical Martial Immortal-Chapter 523 - 519 Fate (Fourth Update!)

A sword slashed out, True Qi surged like a rainbow, flames soared into the sky, resembling a colorful silk ribbon spanning across the mid-air.

"Ah ah... you... you are a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!"

The Yin Qi Poison Cloud was burnt away, the White Bone Magical Artifact was destroyed, and observing the terrifying aura radiated from Lin Tian’s body and the Big Sword in his hands, coupled with the Samadhi True Fire, Song Pashila’s face instantly turned from raging fury to endless horror.

The breath of death was about to sweep him away.

And just as his scream of terror ended, the Demon Ru Xiaotian Sword in Lin Tian’s hand had already cleaved towards his head.

Puchi~

Song Pashila was bisected by the Big Sword, his body split into two.

But before the body could fall, before the blood mist could diffuse, the Samadhi True Fire rising from the Demon Ru Xiaotian Sword swept up and incinerated everything in an instant.

Song Pashila completely vanished into ashes, his soul scattered.

Not even a tiny bit of residue was left behind.

With the death of Song Pashila, the severed heads on the ground also shattered on their own, turning into dust.

Even in the Second Valley, a series of intensive cracking sounds could be heard.

For a long time, the valley fell into dead silence.

"Are you also a venerable person from the Immortal Sect?"

Moo Hai was the first to stand up, his face showing both shock and joy, as he hurriedly walked towards Lin Tian and respectfully bowed.

On a nearby mountain.

Yu Ziyan, who had been badly injured and fainted, had also slowly woken up.

She had vaguely witnessed Lin Tian’s sword just now and was now fully aware of the situation. Enduring the pain, she staggered towards them.

"I have seen the senior!"

Yu Ziyan managed to approach and then bowed with some difficulty, her face bearing a hint of awe.

The young man before her, she couldn’t imagine, was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!

And not just any cultivator but a being even more terrifying than the Great Elder of the sect.

Just one sword strike had instantly killed Song Pashila, a cultivator of the Five Bone Realm; his formidable strength was clearly evident.

Meanwhile, not far away, Wang Yiluo, with her lovely little face, had her anxiety and despair replaced by a stunned expression.

With her mouth slightly open, she looked at the place where Song Pashila had stood, which was now reduced to ashes, and then at Lin Tian, her mind in turmoil.

Caught in shocked confusion, she blurted out after a long while, "Lin Tian, you... you killed Song Pashila? Is he dead?"

Lin Tian nodded softly to Yu Ziyan and Moo Hai and then turned to walk towards Wang Yiluo. He squatted down, smiled, and said, "Didn’t you see? He is dead! From now on, no Gu Worms will torment you anymore! However, let me check if any hidden injuries remain in your body..."

Saying this, Lin Tian grabbed Wang Yiluo’s hand and checked it thoroughly to ensure there was no significant harm before finally relaxing.

He stood up and his gaze landed on Hong Jinglong, Long Xing, and Nong Gangjie.

The three, terrified by Lin Tian’s action, had nearly lost their minds.

Seeing Lin Tian look over, all three shivered in unison and knelt down with a thump.

"Immortal Master, please spare our lives!"

Earlier, Song Pashila’s moves had already made them terrified and submissive, and now Lin Tian’s sword-wielding action was like those omnipotent beings who could fly to the sky and escape the ground in films, inspiring awe as if they were divine.

"Spare your lives? You don’t have the right to beg!"

Lin Tian’s eyes were ice-cold, the swirling killing intent almost consolidating into substance, "I’ll ask three questions! How did you get so many human skull bones?"

"This... this... per Song Pashila’s orders, we went to steal them from other people’s graves!"

Nong Gangjie, already trembling with fear as if desperately clinging to life, hurriedly replied.

Stealing skulls from other people’s graves? These people, they deserved to die!

Buzz~

Lin Tian unleashed a streak of Samadhi True Fire, incinerating Nong Gangjie into flying ashes.

"Have you ever seen clouds that swirl like dragons elsewhere?"

Lin Tian’s gaze fell on Hong Jinglong and Long Xing as he asked again.

Upon hearing this, both men were baffled.

But the terrifying pressure and fear made Long Xing’s teeth chatter as he replied, "We... we haven’t seen it..."

Hearing this, Lin Tian frowned slightly, shook his head slightly, and thought to himself, what a pity.

Seeing that Lin Tian did not strike again, Long Xing and Hong Jinglong finally took a deep breath, their bodies drenched in cold sweat.

"One last question!"

After a moment of silence, Lin Tian spoke again, "Other than Song Pashila, are there any other curse masters aware of the situation here?"

"I know, I know... Immortal Master, please spare my life!"

At this moment, Hong Jinglong hurriedly said, "Master Songpa had mentioned a few times before that his master and several fellow disciples haven’t arrived yet. He came here alone to take the lead, searching for our Huaxia treasure medicine and also looking for candidates to host the Gu Worms. His master and others do not know that he came to Phoenix Town in Liiu Yuan City and Bin City!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Tian finally felt completely relieved.

If Song Pashila’s sect knew about his death and found this place, not only his family would be in danger but it could also involve the villagers.

Now, Youlan Village was safe.

"Long Xing, I had spared you once before, but unfortunately, you insisted on seeking death..."

Lin Tian glanced at Long Xing and said indifferently.

"Ah, please spare my life..."

Long Xing and Hong Jinglong were first stunned, then horrified, begging for mercy repeatedly.

But before they could even speak, they were incinerated by the Samadhi True Fire that Lin Tian had emitted.

The mountain peak passed by, and all was quiet once more!

"Which sect are you from?"

Lin Tian turned his head to look at Yu Ziyan, his voice detached.

Yu Ziyan’s delicate body trembled, and she fearfully responded, "Senior, I come from Yelang Valley in the Yelang Cultivation Domain! We are just a small cultivation domain in the Southwest, unworthy of Senior’s attention..."

Yelang Cultivation Domain? I had heard about it from Hee Xuan and Xiao Zihan before. It really is a small cultivation domain here in the Southwest!

Lin Tian was slightly surprised, then he saw through Yu Ziyan’s thoughts and shook his head, "I’m not interested in your sect!"

"As for you, called Moo Hai, right? Thank you for that piece of silk!"

Saying this, Lin Tian looked at Moo Hai, then said, "I should be leaving now!"

Immediately afterwards, Lin Tian turned around, took Wang Yiluo, and swept out of the valley.

"Thank you, Senior, for saving our lives!"

Yu Ziyan and Moo Hai bowed deeply in the direction Lin Tian had left.

Without paying attention to the two, Lin Tian, with Wang Yiluo, quickly left the third valley in Youlan Valley.

In the Second Valley, all the skulls had turned into white powder, a sight quite astonishing.

And upon reaching the First Valley, the ground was only covered with dense corpses of various poison insects.

"Lin Tian... are you the legendary mysterious cultivator from Huaxia?"

Wang Yiluo was being carried by Lin Tian, a few meters above the ground, speeding forward. Her expression was dazed, her delicate little face looking quite naive as she finally asked in disbelief.

"Suppose so!"

Lin Tian turned his head to look at the girl and smiled, "Previously, it took a lot of effort to persuade you to come along. It was no easy task! I was just afraid of alerting Song Pashila, since the Gu Worms are connected to his spirit, and I couldn’t reveal my identity."

"Ah... you really are a cultivator! Now, am I really free? Not just a tool to host Gu Worms? Song Pashila showed me his methods once, saying that was my fate!"

Wang Yiluo looked at Lin Tian’s profile, her eyes reddening as tears quietly fell, her expression complex but incredibly joyful, "Thank you, Lin Tian! But, can you show me some of your magic? I heard from Song Pashila that cultivators can control the weather and perform various magical spells! And he told me that if I could successfully host the Gu Worm King, I would have the same chance as him to become an Immortal!"

"Fate?"

Lin Tian shook his head slightly and laughed lightly, "The current situation is your fate. Don’t believe his nonsense! How can mere cursing techniques compare with the real Immortal True Martial Skill?"