Snatching business opportunities

  Lin Feng was gritting his teeth with hatred, but at least he had some mental preparation. Wang Lin and Sun Xiaozhu were dumbfounded.

  Black smoke emerged from the stone beads, condensing into a human figure in the air, emitting an eerie and ancient laugh.

  Lin Feng looked carefully and saw that the figure was an old man with a fierce and arrogant appearance, with a domineering and overbearing attitude.

  "A mere Qi-refining period ant dares to covet my treasure? What a joke!"

  The old man's laughter was hearty, but Lin Feng detected a thick and fierce aura of cruelty from his eyes.

  This old devil must be ferocious and venomous, not a good bird at all.

  Lin Feng's eyes flashed, but he didn't rush into action. Instead, he prepared to patiently observe and get to know each other inside out.

  Sun Xiao Zhu did not have such good composure, and cursed: "Where does this lonely soul and wild ghost come from, also daring to be so arrogant?" As he spoke, his palms merged together, pinching a spell.

  As the law power surged, a golden light flew out from his waist and shot towards the old man.

  The old man sneered, pointing his finger, and a burst of black mist shot out, blocking the golden light.

  "Watch me break your evil spell." Sun Xiao Zhu's hands changed rapidly, the golden light was about to touch the black fog when it suddenly burst open, transforming into a vast expanse of golden light that poured down on the black fog like a torrential rain.

  For a moment, golden light flashed, piercing the dark fog with thousands of holes.

  Lin Feng watched Sun Xiao Zhu's triumphant expression and couldn't help but sneer inwardly: "Do you think you're facing some kind of opponent?"

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  As expected, the old man floated in mid-air, his face unchanged.

  The black fog suddenly rotated, like a huge whirlpool, and the golden raindrops that fell into it were quickly swallowed up by the whirlpool, without splashing any water.

  Sun Xiaozhu's expression changed greatly, his face turned pale, he endured for half a day, but still couldn't hold it in, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

  He couldn't have been unaware of the severity, pointing at Wang Lin and shouting in a stern voice: "Rebel disciple, how dare you collude with evil demons and plot against your own master! The Hengyue Sect will not tolerate a rebel like you, I hereby expel you from the sect!"

  "The target has been removed from its previous master-apprentice relationship, and the host can now take the target as an apprentice."

  Listening to the system prompt in his mind, Lin Feng stared at Sun Xiaoju with a dazed expression: "Damn, it's that simple?"

  Wang Lin was just a nominal disciple of the Hengyue Sect, and he was under Sun Xiaoju's door. As long as his master Sun Xiaoju dissolved their relationship, it did not need to go through the approval of the Hengyue Sect.

  If it weren't for Lin Feng still being able to keep his composure, he would have rushed over and given Sun Xiaoju a big hug.

  This is really a close relative!

  Sun Xiao Zhu still didn't know what significance his previous actions had, now he only had one thought in his mind: "Can't swallow it alone, can only escape back to find the sect's elders to subdue this demon."

  "Wang Lin, you rebellious disciple! I'll report this to the two Golden Dan period ancestors and we will definitely annihilate you and these demons together, eliminate evil and protect the way, clean up the door!" Sun Xiaozhu pointed at Wang Lin and cursed, then turned around and ran away without looking back.

  That old man saw Sun Xiao Zhu escape, and he sneered with a smile, revealing a strong bloodthirsty and cruel tone: "In my heyday, not to mention two Golden Dan periods, even two Yuan Ying periods would only be serving dishes. However, I, Si Kong Nan, have fallen into decline today, and I won't let you go report the news."

  Sī Kōng Nán said, pointing his finger, the black fog transformed into a rope, flying quickly towards Sūn Xiǎo Zhù, changing in mid-air into a lasso shape, directly encircling Sūn Xiǎo Zhù's neck.

  Sun Xiaozhu was so frightened that his soul flew out of his body, and he hastily put away his arrogant appearance, calling out: "Junior knows his mistake, senior please spare me this once!"

  Sikong Nan burst into a strange laughter: "Now you want to beg for mercy? It's too late!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the black fog lasso tightened directly, and Sun Xiaoju did not feel suffocated, but all his magical powers were bound.

  The next moment, Sun Xiao Zhu let out a miserable cry, his eyes went dull and he stood there like a wooden statue, but in reality, his soul had been sucked away by Si Kong Nan, leaving behind an empty shell of a body.

  Lin Feng's pupils slightly contracted, and he thought to himself: "In an instant, he captured the soul of a cultivator at the 8th layer of Qi Refining, without even giving him a chance to resist. This old ghost is not easy to deal with."

  The black fog lasso loosened from Sun Xiaoju's neck and was withdrawn into Si Kongnan's body. The old ghost had a look of enjoyment on his face, raised his head and let out a long sigh: "It's truly delicious, I haven't tasted it in a long time."

  Devouring human souls, Si Kong Nan's methods are obviously demonic magic, let alone Lin Feng, even Wang Lin can see that he is not a good person.

  Sī Kōng Nán's eyes slanted, and he saw a hint of fear in Wāng Lín's cautious expression. The old ghost snorted disdainfully: "What are you looking at? We cultivators who defy the heavens will kill whoever dares to provoke us."

  "You've been in this crappy sect for just a few days and suffered so much humiliation? If it were me, humph! This sect would probably have been wiped out by me already. All those who insulted me, I'll make their souls scatter!"

  Wang Lin's face twisted into a bitter smile: "I..."

  "Don't interrupt, I'm not finished yet! Your little sect has a few decent-looking young girls, but you're really not good at enjoying yourself. If it were me, I would have captured them and used them as cauldrons to absorb their yin energy long ago! Ah, the taste is truly something I miss, it's been over 30 years since I last experienced that feeling."

  Wang Lin was already stunned and speechless.

  Sijun talked non-stop for half a day, and finally stopped with great difficulty. He glanced at Wang Lin sideways, snorted: "You stinky brat, being bullied by others right in front of your own door, how does it feel to be beaten up by one person but a whole group of you?"

  Wang Lin was taken aback. He had only been a disciple for a few days and had already been ridiculed and given the cold shoulder. As for his sense of belonging to the Hengyue Sect, it wasn't very strong at all.

  But at the beginning of the exchange, when that disciple of Xuan Dao Zong who had achieved great perfection in his Qi training was on the stage, boasting and challenging all the Heng Yue Pai disciples in their Qi training period, Wang Lin was also among the crowd, with waves of gas surging up, indignant and resentful.

  Unfortunately, he didn't even have the cultivation of refining his Qi for one layer, and could only weakly watch as the other person pointed at everyone's nose and provoked them.

  Seeing Wang Lin's face reveal a look of indignation, Si Kong Nan smiled leisurely: "Being robbed of the mountain gate, chased out, and fleeing like a bereaved dog, how does it taste?"

  Wang Lin pursed his lips: "What do you want to say?"

  "Want to become stronger? Want to have unmatched power? Want someone to provoke you and slap him back to his grandma's house with one palm?"

  Wang Lin's eyes lit up.

  Linfeng, who was hiding aside, had his eyes blazing with anger: "Damn it! This old ghost not only stole my business, but also stole my lines!"

  "Wang Lin asked: 'Can you make me stronger? Can... can you impart your Daoist magic and divine abilities to me?'"

  Sikong Nan burst out laughing: "It's just a small matter, you follow me to learn the way, and in less than ten years, you can climb up to the Tongtian Avenue, the path of the blue clouds. At that time, you will know that the Yuan Ying period cultivator who took your mountain gate today is nothing but a mere chicken or dog!"

  "However, the road to repair is full of thorns, it's not a smooth path, you have to suffer all kinds of hardships, can you bear it?"

  Wang Lin's face revealed a resolute expression.

  Lin Feng's face was twisted in a fierce expression, his body surging with magical energy as he prepared to take action.

  "Scram! Get out of my sight, this apprentice is mine!"