Chapter 664: Chapter 455: The Power of the Nine Heavens Soul-Devouring Immortal Array, Invitation from the Immortal Martial Hall

But Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t be bothered to talk any more with Gao Yao, had to admit, this array was insanely powerful—definitely worthy of being called an Immortal Array.

Even a Tribulation Crossing Stage powerhouse entering it had zero chance to put up a fight.

With a wave of his hand, Lin Chang’sheng pulled out Gao Yao’s corpse.

This body was just perfect for Corpse Refining.

Of course, most important was the storage bag in Gao Yao’s hand—who knows what kind of treasures were inside?

Opening Gao Yao’s storage bag, he saw a mountain-sized pile of Immortal Crystals, at least sixty to seventy thousand pieces, plus a handful of Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures and several Immortal Books.

Among them, there were plenty of Demon Beast Materials and some rare medicinal herbs, anything you could ask for.

Clearly, Gao Yao was rolling in wealth.

Knock, knock, knock—

Just as Lin Chang’sheng was about to study some Immortal Techniques, someone started knocking at the door.

"Who is it?"

Lin Chang’sheng shouted, sounding impatient.

"It’s me, Zhu Xuan!"

Outside, Zhu Xuan’s voice came through, making Lin Chang’sheng’s eyebrows twitch—this girl definitely wasn’t here with good intentions.

If he didn’t get rid of her, his plan for peaceful cultivation would be shot.

So Lin Chang’sheng pushed open the door, wanting to see what Zhu Xuan actually wanted.

"What is it?"

Lin Chang’sheng asked directly.

He didn’t have any fond feelings for this young lady.

"I thought you wouldn’t show up. My dad wanted me to ask you—are you coming to the auction in two days?"

Zhu Xuan asked, sounding much more civil than before.

"Of course I’m coming!"

Lin Chang’sheng replied without skipping a beat.

Even if he was in a hurry to leave, one or two days wouldn’t make a difference.

He wanted to see exactly how high this Primordial Golden Pill would go at auction.

"Alright! Nothing else, I’ll go. Oh, by the way, someone from Immortal Martial Hall wants to see you—they’ve been waiting for you on the first floor for a while now. You should go meet them when you’ve got a minute. There’s a woman—looks like trouble!"

Zhu Xuan tossed this out and left in a hurry.

"Immortal Martial Hall?"

Lin Chang’sheng thought to himself—what good could this be?

After all, he’d killed He Jie.

The Immortal Martial Hall definitely wouldn’t let that go.

But since they wanted to meet him here at Divine Pill Pavilion, they probably wouldn’t get reckless, so Lin Chang’sheng decided to meet them and see what their game was.

When Lin Chang’sheng got down to the first floor, he saw that only two people from Immortal Martial Hall had shown up—a middle-aged man and a woman.

The woman couldn’t have been more familiar—Guo Yunchu.

"Lin Chang’sheng, you actually dared show up! I’m not letting you off!"

As soon as Guo Yunchu saw Lin Chang’sheng, she moved to draw her Spirit Treasure.

But the Seventh Elder, Xu Tiancang, grabbed her to stop her.

"Yunchu, don’t forget the Hall Master’s instructions!"

Xu Tiancang chided quickly.

Only then did Guo Yunchu put away her Spirit Treasure.

"Been a while, Miss Guo, still the same fiery temper!"

Lin Chang’sheng sneered, "So what does Immortal Martial Hall want with me? If you’re just here to bicker, I don’t have time."

"There’s a misunderstanding, Lin. Here’s the deal—our Hall Master heard of your incredible talent and wants to meet you in person. Would you give him the honor?"

Xu Tiancang spoke directly.

That actually surprised Lin Chang’sheng.

Instead of hunting him down, Immortal Martial Hall wanted a meeting?

Was this an ambush, or did their Hall Master really have that kind of class?

Still, Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t about to walk into anything without a backup plan.

If he went and they changed their mind about killing him, he’d be screwed for sure.

"Of course, it’d be my honor. Just not right now—once I’m done with my stuff, I’ll head over to Immortal Martial Hall to meet your Hall Master."

Lin Chang’sheng replied calmly.

That put a sour look on Xu Tiancang’s face.

Even though Lin Chang’sheng was technically agreeing, the timing was all in his hands, right?

If it took eight or ten years, would they seriously be stuck waiting forever?

"Could you tell me roughly when you’ll be free, Lin, so I can let the Hall Master know?"

Xu Tiancang pressed.

"Hard to say—maybe three to five months, maybe three to five years!"

Lin Chang’sheng replied casually.

Now Guo Yunchu was fuming, her chest heaving with rage.

"Elder Xu, this guy is totally stalling! Why keep talking? Just tie him up and drag him back!"

Guo Yunchu snapped impatiently.

Lin Chang’sheng might’ve just hit Mahayana Stage, but that’s all he was. No way was he a match for a Tribulation Crossing Stage elder like Xu Tiancang, right?

"Lin, you’re being a bit unreasonable. Our Hall Master is waiting—you can’t expect him to wait that long, can you? If you’re okay with it, how about we go together to Immortal Martial Hall after this auction? If you need anything or have concerns, just say so and I’ll make sure it’s all handled!"

Xu Tiancang did not want to wait forever—the Hall Master’s orders were clear, bring Lin Chang’sheng in no matter what.

His tone got a lot more polite.

This really surprised Lin Chang’sheng. The guy was being genuinely courteous?

The exchange between Lin Chang’sheng and Xu Tiancang had already drawn a crowd.

"Whoa, Immortal Martial Hall actually invited Lin Chang’sheng as a guest? Don’t tell me they’re really gonna let him off for killing Elder He Jie?"

"No way, smells like a trap to me. If you go, you’re not coming back!"

"I’d bet the same. All nice talk now, but once he’s there—totally different attitude!"

"Or maybe not. With Immortal Martial Hall’s power, they could crush Lin Chang’sheng anytime. Why bother with a trap? Maybe the Hall Master actually thinks he’s a genius and wants to recruit him!"

...

The onlookers whispered to each other, wondering if Lin Chang’sheng would refuse or take the invitation.

Going sounded dangerous as hell.

"Not like I’ve got any problems with it. It’s just your Hall’s princess pisses me off. When she finds a way to not piss me off, maybe I’ll consider visiting Immortal Martial Hall."

Lin Chang’sheng looked at Guo Yunchu and smiled.

If she wasn’t mad at him, he’d make her even madder.

"You—!"

Sure enough, as soon as Lin Chang’sheng said that, Guo Yunchu wanted to tear him limb from limb.

But Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t have cared less.

"Dream on! If you won’t go, I’ll just tie you up and take you!"

Guo Yunchu snapped.

"With that attitude, you seriously want someone to come over as a guest? Keep dreaming. If there’s nothing else, I’m gone."

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t want to waste another second—he turned and left.

Why waste time on this nonsense when he could be cultivating?

"Stop right there!"

Seeing Lin Chang’sheng turn to leave, Guo Yunchu couldn’t stand it anymore.

Shing—

She immediately drew her Upper Grade Celestial Spirit Treasure Longsword and stabbed at Lin Chang’sheng’s back.

Lin Chang’sheng snorted in disdain, spun around and slapped her with his palm.

Bam—

The powerful shockwave from his Palm Seal sent Guo Yunchu flying, sword and all.

That girl was out of her mind, trying to go toe-to-toe with him at Void Refining Stage when he was Mahayana Stage?

Lucky for her, Xu Tiancang caught her—otherwise, Guo Yunchu would’ve been in deep trouble.

And Lin Chang’sheng had gone easy on her. If he hadn’t, one slap would’ve been enough to kill Guo Yunchu.

"What’s going on?"

Zhu Wenhuan heard the commotion and walked over.

Truth was, he’d already noticed the ruckus from afar, but since it was Immortal Martial Hall’s personal feud with Lin Chang’sheng, he stayed out of it.

But now that Immortal Martial Hall was causing trouble in his Divine Pill Pavilion, it was not just personal anymore.

"You people are out of your minds—how dare you throw down in Divine Pill Pavilion! You’re not here for the auction, you’re just here to stir up trouble!"

Zhu Xuan shouted, joining in.

She didn’t expect Immortal Martial Hall’s princess to be even more reckless than herself.

"Pavilion Master Zhu, our young lady stepped out of line. Please don’t hold it against us!"

Xu Tiancang replied politely.

After all, this was someone else’s turf—making trouble here was showing disrespect to Zhu Wenhuan.

Even though Divine Pill Pavilion didn’t have many powerhouses, their connections were massive, so even Immortal Martial Hall didn’t want to provoke them lightly.

"Your Hall’s princess sure has a temper! But since this is her first offense, I’ll let it slide. Next time, don’t blame me for coming down hard!"

Zhu Wenhuan said every word distinctly, not giving Immortal Martial Hall an inch of face.

Compared to Immortal Martial Hall, Zhu Wenhuan much preferred Lin Chang’sheng.

After all, Lin Chang’sheng was the one supplying Divine Pills to Divine Pill Pavilion!

As long as Lin Chang’sheng was around, Divine Pill Pavilion would soar in reputation, and recruit more powerful Major Sects as allies.