Scum Of The Demonic Sect

Chapter Twenty-Six: The Strange Little Monk

"Hmm? How come you've cultivated so fast? You're already at the ninth level of Qi Refining?"

That day, Xie Ruolan came to take Lin Haoming to "get some goods" again. Seeing Lin Haoming's improved cultivation, she couldn't help but feel somewhat surprised.

Lin Haoming put on a smiling face and explained, "This isn't thanks to you, Senior Sister. Here, I have a large amount of spirit stones and pills to use. Plus, my cultivation progressed slowly before, but I had a solid foundation, so naturally, I've had a breakthrough."

Actually, it took Lin Haoming more than a year to advance from the eighth level to the ninth level, which isn't considered fast. Xie Ruolan herself reached the ninth level in less than a year, and she was certain that she didn't have as many resources as Lin Haoming did back then, and she wasn't cultivating every day. Lin Haoming, since Bao Wenliang arrived, had essentially become a hands-off manager, cultivating all the time, so she wasn't too surprised. Of course, the reason she wasn't too surprised was because she herself didn't know that Lin Haoming's spiritual root quality was extremely poor; on the contrary, she somewhat admired his perseverance.

"It's even better that your cultivation has improved; we can go and explore the territories of other sects!" Xie Ruolan said again, revealing a very deceptive, bright smile.

Hearing this, Lin Haoming felt that Xie Ruolan was truly too insidious. At the same time, he sighed bitterly; this woman was simply too powerful. Although he had a technique to conceal his aura, she also cultivated spiritual eyes, and he couldn't fool her at all.

This was already his eighth trip to Red Leaf Mountain. In the previous seven trips, he had killed a total of twenty-two unfortunate souls, averaging three per trip. Of these twenty-two, fourteen were fellow disciples, making up the majority. In addition, he killed six from Heavenly Sword Mountain and two monks from Vajra Temple.

The reason for this was twofold. First, traveling from their own sect, they were most likely to encounter fellow disciples. Second, members of the demonic sect, bound by sect rules and unable to act freely, found their suppressed emotions erupting outside. They were just as unrestrained as their own people; if they killed someone they didn't know, who would know? Furthermore, Lin Haoming's weak cultivation naturally attracted many to their trap.

As for monks, they were the fewest. This wasn't because there were few people from the Vajra Temple, but because monks were more difficult to deal with. Their cultivation methods were effective against demonic arts, making them easier targets. Moreover, the Buddhist artifacts monks possessed were generally useless to demonic disciples, making it unprofitable to target them.

On his second day at Red Leaf Mountain, after discovering a Crimson Sun Ginseng and carefully digging it up, Lin Haoming suddenly heard faint sounds of fighting coming from at least seven or eight miles away.

Upon hearing the sounds, Lin Haoming instinctively headed in that direction.

Soon he arrived near a valley stream.

Hidden in the woods, Lin Haoming spotted a handsome young monk, appearing to be sixteen or seventeen, chanting sutras over a corpse beside a stream nearby.

The corpse was dressed in the robes of a Blood Refining Sect disciple, clearly a fellow disciple.

The Vajra Temple monks' techniques and magical artifacts were quite effective against demonic sect disciples, so Blood Refining Sect disciples generally disliked encountering them. Lin Haoming usually wouldn't attack them, as the corpses were difficult to gnaw on, and most Buddhist artifacts were unusable—worthless and not worth the risk.

However, this time was different. The fellow disciple's storage pouch was no longer on the corpse; the young monk had obviously taken it.

Lin Haoming had already quietly taken the Mother-and-Child Sword from the storage pouch.

This Mother-and-Child Sword was quite effective at sniping. Of the twenty-two people, two had been killed by it, just like when he killed Li Cang—they hadn't expected the Mother-and-Child Sword, with its hidden blade, to be so insidious.

This monk is difficult to deal with; it would be best if he could be killed by trickery.

However, at that moment, Lin Haoming suddenly noticed that the young monk, after chanting sutras for so long, was emitting a soft white light. The light was actually very weak, but even so, it gave people a very peaceful feeling. Under this peaceful white light, a faint white ball of light rose from the corpse.

Lin Haoming knew that the white bald head was most likely the soul of a demonic cultivator. However, under the illumination of the peaceful light, the white ball of light suddenly rose into the sky, but was hindered halfway up. Then, the white ball of light suddenly dispersed, turning into specks of white light, all heading towards the young monk.

The white spiritual light directly merged into the light emanating from the young monk, making the white light on his body seem to intensify.

Just as Lin Haoming was wondering what was happening, he heard the young monk laugh loudly, "Hehe, another demonic sect disciple has been liberated! This Red Leaf Mountain is truly a wonderful place; the more I liberate, the more I can cultivate my Boundless Merit Golden Body and reach the first level!"

With that, he kicked the corpse of the demonic sect disciple in front of him. The corpse was sent flying into the air, then exploded, completely obliterating it.

Buddhist disciples pride themselves on their compassion. When Lin Haoming saw the young monk emanating a soft light, he assumed he was also a Buddhist practitioner. Now, seeing his behavior, he realized this monk had no kindness whatsoever, and he wondered how he had entered the Vajra Temple.

However, none of this mattered to Lin Haoming, because he now noticed the young monk approaching him.

The closer the young monk got, the better; a surprise attack would be most effective.

Lin Haoming patiently waited for the monk to approach, step by step. When the monk was less than thirty feet away, he finally swiftly unleashed the Mother-Child Sword in his hand.

“I knew you were hiding here!” The little monk, facing the flying sword, simply reached out and grabbed it.

Lin Haoming was surprised to see the monk catch the sword with his bare hand.

The Vajra Temple was renowned as a major Buddhist sect for its powerful body-refining techniques. However, as far as he knew, the Vajra Temple's techniques only truly manifested their strength in body refinement after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage. The physical bodies of Qi Refining stage disciples were rarely as powerful, partly due to shorter training periods and the limitations of the techniques themselves.

He knew that the Mother-Child Sword he had unleashed was a mid-grade magic weapon, not some ordinary low-grade common item.

Although Lin Haoming was initially surprised, he didn't panic. He'd been here many times before, and with experience slaying several cultivators, he'd learned to remain calm under pressure. He immediately cast a spell, and with a flash of light from the Mother-Child Sword, a streak of azure light shot directly towards the little monk's face.

Although the little monk had grabbed the Mother-Child Sword, this meant he was practically touching it. The secondary sword had shot out suddenly, leaving him no time to dodge.

However, after the azure light flashed, it reached the little monk's face but didn't pierce his head.

Lin Haoming looked closely and saw that the little monk had actually used his two rows of teeth to bite down on the tip of the secondary sword, rendering it completely immobile.

"What a terrifying physical body!" This thought suddenly occurred to Lin Haoming.

At the same time, the little monk grabbed the sword he was holding in his mouth with his other hand, then looked at Lin Haoming and chuckled a few times, saying, "Disciple of the Demonic Sect, your methods are indeed insidious. But it's alright, this humble monk will immediately deliver you from suffering. This humble monk is always generous, so you don't need to be grateful."

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