The most useless spiritual root at the beginning, I just want to play badly

The next morning, Lin Changan woke up from his bed and stretched, feeling that his spiritual power had almost recovered. Just as he was about to go downstairs to eat something, he suddenly heard a soft knock on the door.

Lin Changan walked to the door, opened it, and was greeted by a respectful waiter. "Good morning, sir. I've come specially to serve you. Someone has arranged a meal for you," the waiter whispered.

Lin Chang'an's heart skipped a beat. Thinking back to last night's fight with Elder Bai, he couldn't help but feel a little wary. He carefully examined the waiter, and seeing that he looked normal, he felt relieved and nodded. "Okay, take me to dinner."

The waiter respectfully led Lin Chang'an to the inn's dining room, where steaming hot food was already laid out. Lin Chang'an sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and took a sip. The food tasted acceptable, and nothing unusual seemed to be happening. He breathed a sigh of relief, confirming the meal wasn't poisoned, and began to eat with peace of mind.

After dinner, Lin Chang'an wandered around the inn. The streets remained deserted, almost deserted. He couldn't help but wonder: the city seemed completely under the control of the demonic cult, with even ordinary citizens nowhere to be seen. The houses lining the street, their doors and windows tightly shut, seemed unusually depressing.

After walking for a long time, Lin Chang'an didn't see any other disciples of the Demon Cult. Apparently, the battle last night had weakened the Demon Cult's power in the city. He secretly speculated that the Demon Cult must be hiding somewhere unknown, or perhaps they had already begun to plot a new conspiracy.

"In this case, the time is ripe to alert the enemy."

Yesterday, Lin Chang'an quietly cast tracking talismans on several fleeing demonic sect disciples. Using the talisman's faint traces, he followed its trail to a hidden temple. The temple appeared grand and majestic, its architecture ancient and surrounded by towering walls, creating a solemn and oppressive aura. Strangely, the temple's doors and windows were tightly shut, and there was no movement within, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.

Lin Chang'an, a man of deep alarm, scanned the surroundings, making sure no one was around before he quietly pushed open the temple door. Like a ghost, he moved through the empty halls until he found a secluded corner. With a firm push, he uncovered the entrance to a hidden passage. Without hesitation, Lin Chang'an stepped inside, descending the winding stone steps deeper into the temple.

The passage was damp and dim, the air thick with the smell of decay. Lin Chang'an's steps were steady and swift, constantly adjusting his direction with his spiritual senses, until he finally reached a hidden space. The scene before him startled him—this was the cult's main altar. The space was vast, with intricately carved pillars scattered around, items needed for various rituals. In a corner, many of the city's citizens were imprisoned, their faces filled with fear and helplessness.

"So these people were imprisoned here by the demonic cult." Lin Chang'an's heart moved, and he immediately set out to rescue these innocent people. He used gentle spiritual power to break the restrictions that enveloped them, and all the imprisoned people finally regained their freedom.

However, just as he was about to lead these people to evacuate, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded at the exit of the secret passage. Then, several demon sect disciples came out, staring at Lin Changan fiercely. Obviously, they had already noticed something unusual and were ready to attack. Lin Changan did not rush to attack. He knew that these demon sect disciples before him were not worth mentioning. If he attacked, he might accidentally hurt these people.

Just then, the sound of footsteps shattered the silence. Lin Chang'an turned and saw a young woman emerging from the depths of the temple. She was slender, dressed in black, and had a beautiful, refined face, but her deep eyes revealed a coldness and depth that made approaching unbearable. Her steps were light, and she exuded an undeniable aura of power, clearly someone of distinction.

"You must be Lin Chang'an, right?" The woman's voice was neither hurried nor slow, yet it carried a sense of oppression. "I know why you're here. I am the leader of the Demonic Cult, Murong Lingxue."

Lin Chang'an was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected the woman before him to be the leader of the Demonic Cult. Her presence heightened his vigilance, but he remained calm on the surface. "It doesn't matter who you are. What matters is that you have imprisoned these innocent people, and you have violated the Heavenly Law."

Upon hearing this, Murong Lingxue let out a faint sneer, seemingly unconcerned. "Breaking Heavenly Laws? Do you think I care about that?" She glanced at the demonic cult disciples before her. "These people are nothing more than pawns."

Lin Changan looked at her coldly, without a hint of concession in his words, "Since that's the case, I will seek justice for these people today."

Murong Lingxue smiled slightly, a strange light flashing in her eyes, "You misunderstood, I'm not here to oppose you. In fact, I want to negotiate a deal with you."

"Business?" Lin Changan raised his eyebrows, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"That's right." Murong Lingxue's expression remained calm. "I know you are looking for the mastermind of the Demon Cult, and I happen to be able to provide the clues you need."

Lin Chang'an's heart trembled slightly. Although he didn't trust the demonic cult leader, the current situation made it impossible for him to act rashly. He took a deep breath and said calmly, "Tell me what you want to discuss with me."

Murong Lingxue narrowed her eyes and spoke slowly, "I can provide you with intelligence on the higher-ups of the Demon Cult, and even tell you their next plan. But you need to do something for me." She paused, revealing a smug smile, "Help me eliminate a few of the opponents who are getting in my way."

Lin Chang'an's heart trembled, and he instantly understood her intention. He stared at Murong Lingxue with a cold gaze, knowing that while the offer was tempting, the Demon Cult never let go of anyone who doubted them. He didn't rush to reply, but continued to observe Murong Lingxue's movements.

She seemed to see through Lin Changan's thoughts and chuckled, "You don't have to rush to refuse. I'll give you some time to think about it. After all, I can give you what you want."

Lin Changan's eyes sternly asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"Lin Chang'an, one of the Holy Sons of the Azure Dragon Sect, recently led hundreds of disciples to a secret realm and returned with improvements, shocking all the sects in the Nansha Region. Is there anything I said wrong?"

I didn't expect that the other party understood it so clearly.

"The person you are looking for is in the Star Continent?" Lin Changan said slowly.

Murong Lingxue was stunned, and chuckled softly, "You are so smart, I am starting to like you a little bit."

Chapter 129