Supreme Martial God

Jin Chan screamed in shock and rushed forward.    

The male python was already dead, its twisted body slowly loosened. Lin Yue fell from the sky and fell onto the ground, gasping heavily for a moment before gradually being able to stand steadily.    

He extended his hand out to recall the Ink Sword s, but when he looked at the sword blade that had lost its luster, Lin Yue felt extremely excited!    

"To think that the Ink Sword could be controlled by my will. This means that there is a strong reaction between us, it is beginning to recognize me as its master!"    

Magic treasures usually had a certain amount of intelligence. If they acknowledged their master, the two would have a connection.    

This Ink Sword was originally owned by Ning Taiheng, so when Lin Yue first used it, the Spirit Sword was still slightly hostile. But now, the Ink Sword was activated by Lin Yue's will and was able to kill the demon python.    

Lin Yue was excited for a moment. After hearing Jin Chan's shout, she kept the Ink Sword and said gently: "Chan, big brother is fine. Go and help big brother take out the beast cores from these two pythons.    

"En!" Jin Chan nodded her head and ran over to break the python's stomach, then took two shiny things and ran back.    

Seeing that, Lin Yue's face slightly changed, and immediately became overjoyed: "Beast Crystal!"    

In Jin Chan's hands, were all Beast Crystal!    

"In other words, this place has a spirit medicine!?" Lin Yue looked back at the misty hills, and looked around. Finally, his gaze locked onto the direction where the two thousand year old pythons had rushed over to, the tallest hill!    

Lin Yue's pupils contracted as he rushed over with Jin Chan.    

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the two of them stood in the depths of a huge cavern and looked at a light blue laurel tree growing within the cavern.    

"No wonder that monkey didn't dare to come over, so these two pythons are also guarding a spiritual herb!"    

Lin Yue excitedly pulled out the root and threw it into the storage ring.    

After exiting the cave, Lin Yue looked deeper into the mountain, his eyes revealing a trace of reverence: "With my current cultivation, further in, there will be a dead end. This mountain range, it is very possible that I will not be able to enter."    

If not for the outbreak of the Martial Soul and its activation, Lin Yue would probably be dead this time.    

Further in, they would belong to the core zone of the mountain range. There was no telling what might jump out of it. The danger coefficient would rise in a straight line, and it would be a hundred times more dangerous than the two hundred miles outside.    

Lin Yue shook his head, went to the safe zone, and used the Art of Truth to heal his injuries. When the sky brightened slightly, he and Jin Chan separated and headed back to the sect.    

As he walked, he continued to ponder about the feeling of activating the Ink Sword at this moment of life and death, constantly making him understand the sword even more deeply.    

In front of him was the entrance to the mountain. Looking at the huge boulders by the side of the road, Lin Yue felt extremely relaxed.    

When he had first entered the mountain, he had met Zheng Wan and the others here.    

The girl with the basket on her back quietly stood next to this rock, watching him walk over.    

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed.    

"Phew!" Lin Yue shook his head, letting himself shake off these thoughts, he pulled himself together and left the mountain in big strides.    

At this time, near the mountain entrance, behind a rock, Zheng Wan was squatting there sneakily.    

Suddenly, she saw Lin Yue standing on the mountain path. Her eyes lit up and she immediately pulled her body back.    

"That idiot, all these days, he did not even look for me, if this goes on, he will not want me anymore, and I will have to take the initiative, Lin Yue, don't think that you can escape my hands!"    

Zheng Wan clenched her delicate fists tightly, took a deep breath, and listened carefully to the footsteps of the people walking over.    

"One step, two steps …" Twenty steps! "Now is the time!"    

Zheng Wan suddenly clenched her teeth, pretending to be unsteady while standing, he staggered from behind the rock, and then fell down to the ground, screaming in panic: "Wow, what a slippery mountain path!"    

"Zheng Wan!?" As Lin Yue was walking, he suddenly saw a girl wearing a white skirt falling in front of him.    

Zheng Wan turned her head, as if she suddenly realized that she had fallen in front of Lin Yue, and her face immediately became cold, as she crawled back up and was about to leave.    

However, just as she got up, she immediately let out another "Oh, oh, oh!" and bent down, saying in pain, "Damn it, I sprained my ankle!"    

Lin Yue hurriedly walked up a few steps to support her and said with concern: "What's wrong with you? "Does it matter?"    

Zheng Wan pushed Lin Yue's hand away and said coldly, "Who are you, I don't recognize you!"    

Lin Yue's face became awkward. He wanted to help her, but he didn't dare do so. However, when he saw her on the ground, he couldn't help but say: "Shan Dao Liang, get up."    

"You don't need to care? Do you dislike me for your path!? "Let me move to the side. How about you come over?"    

"No, I …" Lin Yue's eyes revealed anxiousness, but she suddenly shook her head, and said softly: "Zheng Wan, are you still hating me?"    

"Hate you? Do I know you well? What do I hate you for? When I, Zheng Wan, go into the mountains to gather medicinal herbs, I will soon be refining a third grade Spirit Pill, and at that time, I will be a strong third grade Pill Master.    

Zheng Wan spoke arrogantly with a cold smile on her face, looking as if she was filled with overbearing emotions.    

"Good!" Good! Good! You're amazing … But you should get up first. The ground is so cold, and your cultivation is not that high.    

"Hmph, I won't get up, if I get sick, I will suffer, why do you care about me!?" Zheng Wan twisted her neck, and said angrily.    

Lin Yue frowned, he stared at Zheng Wan's beautiful face, seeing her unruly look, he felt helpless.    

"Are you going to wake up or not!?" Lin Yue's tone contained slight anger.    

"What!? "Do you still dare to hit me!?" Zheng Wan was still very strong, she did not believe that Lin Yue would still dare to attack her.    

Lin Yue stared at her for a moment. Seeing her capricious look, he suddenly extended both his hands out and picked her up, and walked on the mountain path.    

"You … Put me down! Bastard! "Quickly put me down!" Zheng Wan began to struggle, and angrily patted Lin Yue's shoulders.    

However, she was only at the peak of the Fourth Stage of Martial Disciple. How could she struggle free from Lin Yue's embrace?    

Lin Yue allowed her fists to smash against him without blinking, as if he could not feel the slightest amount of pain.    

"You! Dead Lin Yue! Stupid Lin Yue! You bullied me! "You bullied me!" After slapping for a while, Zheng Wan finally realized that it was all useless. His eyes reddened and tears started to fall from his eyes.    

"You're mine, I like you that much. Lin Yue, why are you so heartless? Why didn't you choose me?    

Her slaps slowly turned into an embrace as she tightly wrapped her arms around Lin Yue's neck and leaned her head on his shoulder. Raising her head, her face that was filled with tears was filled with grievance. "Am I not?"    

Hearing Zheng Wan's grievance filled narration, Lin Yue's heart trembled slightly. He did not dare lower her head, and only looked ahead, and said softly: "You are very good, and I like you a lot. However, I cannot forget about Ling'er, you do not know what she means to me.    

Zheng Wan's teary voice suddenly quieted down, but her voice was still filled with tears, and she said with a trembling voice: "Then, tell me about you and her, I want to see, if she's worthy of you."    

Lin Yue suddenly stopped, and finally lowered his head, looking at the stubborn Zheng Wan, he said: "You really want to hear it?"    

Zheng Wan nodded.    

"Alright, then I'll tell you …"    

Lin Yue found a quiet place and wanted to put Zheng Wan down, but Zheng Wan held onto his neck tightly and refused to let go.    

Her eyes were bright as she stared at Lin Yue's face, and said tenderly: "I want you to hug me and tell me!"    

Lin Yue was helpless, he could only follow her.    

"I come from a small city about one thousand kilometers away from the Netherworld Sect. That small city is called Eastwood and it isn't too big, only around thirty to fifty thousand people. However, the genius families there aren't few …"    

Lin Yue sat on the mountain rock, hugged Zheng Wan and slowly narrated his past. She described in great detail everything that happened to him in pain and misery.