Starting with the Immortal Cultivation System, what can you use to fight me?

He closed his eyes, concentrating, savoring the shock of this information. After a moment, his eyes gleamed, his face filled with unprecedented joy and excitement. "Advisor Lin, I will never forget this kindness! The essence of the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique has opened a new door to martial arts for me. I never knew the sword could be so agile and free-flowing!"

Lin Han smiled faintly, his eyes filled with satisfaction at Bai Zhentian's progress. "Senior Bai, you're too polite. The path of martial arts requires mutual learning and mutual progress. We are destined to meet here, and it's my honor to help you."

"Xiaotian, it's your great fortune to receive the master's guidance today. You must work harder in your cultivation in the future and live up to the master's high expectations." Mo Beixuan interjected at the right time, his tone full of seriousness and expectation.

"Well, Master Xuan is right. I will definitely keep it in mind and practice hard day and night to live up to Consultant Lin's expectations." Bai Zhentian nodded heavily with a firm look in his eyes.

"By the way, how is Yunlong doing now?" Mo Beixuan asked.

"Alas... Grandmaster Xuan, I'm afraid that our master won't have much time left..." Bai Zhentian sighed heavily, his tone filled with endless worry and sadness.

"What's going on? Xiaotian, what happened to Yunlong?" Mo Beixuan's face suddenly changed, and he asked anxiously, his eyes full of concern and anxiety.

Lin Han also frowned slightly and turned his gaze to Bai Zhentian, waiting for his answer.

Bai Zhentian took a deep breath, as if gathering his thoughts, and then slowly spoke, "Master was severely injured after his battle with that insidious and cunning Witch King. His internal Qi was in disarray, and his internal organs also suffered varying degrees of damage. The Witch King's strange sorcery not only harmed the body, but also eroded the mind, causing Master's condition to deteriorate. We sought out renowned doctors and even mobilized all the resources of the Dragon Group, but we were unable to cure Master's injuries."

"During this period, Master has been holding on to his health and not wanting us to see his vulnerable side. He always endures the pain alone, practices and heals his wounds, hoping to find a way to save himself. But we all know that time is running out." When Bai Zhentian said this, his eyes were slightly red and his voice was a little choked.

"Xiaotian, tell me where the Witch King is, and I'll go and kill him right away!" Mo Beixuan was furious when he heard that. His aura suddenly surged, and an invisible pressure spread out, even the space seemed to tremble.

He clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with determination and ruthlessness, his hatred and anger towards the Witch King were evident.

"Bei Xuan, calm down. He's just a wizard king. I've already made plans. The day after tomorrow will be his last day in this world! As for your apprentice's injury, I'll give you a pill. Go back with Senior Bai and give it to your apprentice. He should be fine."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Han flipped his wrist, and a crystal-clear pill with a faint medicinal fragrance appeared in his palm. The surface of this pill was pulsating with subtle spiritual energy fluctuations, clearly extraordinary.

"This is the Yuanling Pill. It has the magical effect of bringing the dead back to life and turning flesh into bones. It will definitely have a miraculous effect on Senior Yunlong's injuries." Lin Han solemnly handed the pill to Mo Beixuan.

Mo Beixuan took the Yuanling Pill with trembling hands, his eyes gleaming with disbelief. He knew very well the value and rarity of this kind of pill, and his gratitude was overflowing with words: "Thank you, Master! With this Yuanling Pill, Yunlong will surely be able to turn danger into safety and regain his former glory!"

He spoke excitedly, then looked at Bai Zhentian with a firm look in his eyes, "Xiaotian, there is no time to lose, let's get going right away and give this pill to Yunlong!"

Bai Zhentian was also invigorated upon hearing this, and quickly nodded in response: "Okay, Master Xuan!"

He turned and bowed deeply to Lin Han, "Advisor Lin, I, Bai Zhentian, will always remember your kindness. If you need me in the future, I will never refuse, even at the cost of my life!"

Lin Han smiled faintly and waved his hand, "You're welcome! Go quickly, time is running out, and Senior Yunlong's injury is the most important thing right now. Remember, after taking the elixir, he needs to rest for seven days to allow the full effect of the medicine. Also, if he still feels uncomfortable after waking up, you can guide him to practice the basic mental method of the "Liuyun Sword Technique" I taught you. It will help to harmonize the internal Qi and speed up recovery."

"Okay, Consultant Lin, thank you!" Bai Zhentian bowed deeply again, turned around with Mo Beixuan, and their figures disappeared from the spot in an instant like two lightning bolts.

"Done..." Lin Han stretched, then turned around and walked leisurely towards his room in the hotel.

at the same time.

"Wu Tao, well done. If we can capture the guy who ruined our plan this time, I'll give you the first prize!" The Witch King praised his right-hand man Wu Tao as he walked, with a sinister smile in his tone.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Lord Wu King. I will do my best to live up to your expectations." Wu Tao's lips curled up into a barely perceptible sneer, and he cursed inwardly: "Zhao! You old thing, you dare to go against your master? The day after tomorrow morning when we arrive in Feizhou City will be the anniversary of your death!"

"Brothers, hurry up while it's still dark. Speed ​​up and try to reach the place Deacon Wu Tao mentioned the day after tomorrow morning!" An elder urged the minions around him.

The night was as dark as ink. Under the cover of moonlight, the Wu King and his companions hurried along the rugged mountain road, each step seemingly carrying hidden secrets and conspiracies. Their destination, Feizhou City, was quietly brewing a storm, and the mastermind behind all this was completely unaware that they had walked into Lin Han's trap.

At the same time, Lin Han returned to the hotel room. Instead of resting immediately, he sat by the window, staring at the dark night sky in the distance, with a look of depth and contemplation between his brows.

"Witch King, Witch King, I was planning to let you live for a few more months. Since you want to be free sooner, then I will grant your wish!" Lin Han raised his lips with a faint smile, he was already confident in his heart.

Jingle Bell--!

Just then, the cell phone rang suddenly, interrupting Lin Han's thoughts.

He glanced at the screen and saw that it was Wu Hao calling, so he slid the screen to answer the call.

"Hello, Consultant Lin, according to the latest news from our intelligence department, the whereabouts of the Witch King and his group have been confirmed. They are rushing towards Feizhou City at full speed and are expected to arrive at dawn the day after tomorrow."

"Should we intercept and deal with them all?" Wu Hao's voice came through the receiver, with a hint of calmness and urgency.

Lin Han's lips curled slightly, his eyes gleaming with wisdom. "No, Brother Wu Hao, let them come! This time, I'm going to make sure the Witch King and his men never return. Inform the Dragon Group to maintain perimeter security, but they don't have to participate directly in the battle. I have my own ways to deal with them."