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With the fall of the evil cultivator, this pursuit, which lasted for more than two years, has finally come to an end.

Wang Lin looked at the headless corpse lying not far away, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face.

"Good, good, good, this villain is finally dead. Even if my brother and I die now, we can at least face our fellow disciples with a clear conscience."

"Ahem, what are you saying, fellow Daoist?"

Not far away, Zhang Lingyu's somewhat disheveled figure finally appeared. He was now disheveled, and his Taoist robe was torn in several places.

Despite the opponent's all-out attack with the Blood Sea Seal, he still suffered some minor injuries.

"Fortunately, the Elephant Armor Talisman and the restriction suppressed the opponent, otherwise this time I would probably have suffered considerable injuries."

He obtained all three Elephant Armor Talismans from the clan's Treasure Pavilion in preparation for unforeseen circumstances. Although he felt a pang of regret at using three at once, the considerable wealth he gained was still quite a profit.

After all, that evil cultivator had many storage bags on him, and these would all be his now.

Zhang Lingyu didn't rush to retrieve it; instead, he walked towards Wang Lin and the other man, asking with concern, "How are your injuries, fellow Daoists?"

"It's alright, it's alright, I won't die."

Wang Linping composed himself, shook his head, and continued:

"I am very grateful for your help this time. I did not expect that evil cultivator to be so vicious, almost seriously injuring you. I was wrong."

"With this colleague's death, I can find solace for my fellow disciples who have passed away."

"Please accept my bow, King Lin!"

After saying that, the disciple of the Golden Core sect actually knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times!

"Fellow Daoist, why be like this! Get up quickly!"

Zhang Lingyu was greatly surprised. Although he had helped the other party, he would receive a reward afterward, so why did the other party have to make such a grand gesture?

He quickly stepped forward and, together with Zhang Lingtai, helped the tearful Wang Lin to his feet, frowning as he asked:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, could you please tell us what happened? Why were you being hunted down?"

Even though he knew through the intelligence system that the other party had been hunting down evil cultivators, he was very interested in the cause of the matter.

He is a disciple of a Golden Core sect, so how could he be in such a sorry state?

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, this is my junior sister, Fang Ling. Here's what happened."

Wang Lin wiped away his tears, trying hard to control his emotions. He first introduced the female cultivator beside him, and then recounted the whole story.

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"I see. Fellow Daoist, your spirit is truly exemplary, a model for us all."

After listening to the other party's account, Zhang Lingyu and his brother couldn't help but feel admiration. The fact that these cultivators from the Tranquil Heart Pavilion could relentlessly pursue the enemy for two years showed the depth of their friendship.

Wang Lin did not accept their praise; instead, he felt extremely guilty.

"I am not as courageous as my senior brothers, and I am not even as good as Junior Sister Fang. I had several opportunities to pull that person to self-destruct, but I always hesitated. If I had not met you today, I would probably not have been able to avenge this blood feud."

"Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken. Although we are cultivators, we still have the seven emotions and six desires. The fear of death is instinctive. You have already done very well."

Zhang Lingyu didn't look down on Wang Lin; instead, she patiently offered him advice. However, another question arose, and she asked:

"Jingxin Pavilion is a Golden Core sect. Why didn't you two ask your sect for help? How can the sect sit idly by while its disciples are killed?"

"But we can't get in touch?"

"this..."

After listening, Wang Lin revealed a bitter expression and said:

"We also thought about this problem, but at that time, I had placed a tracking spell on that evil cultivator, which would become ineffective once he escaped far away. At that time, my junior sister and I were both injured, and we dared not leave each other easily."

"Furthermore, we also want to personally kill our enemies."

Their initial intentions were good, but unfortunately, their injuries hampered them, and they ended up being hunted down instead.

"I see."

Zhang Lingyu didn't delve too deeply into it; it was their own business. He nodded and smiled.

"Then the two fellow Daoists should first heal their injuries in this Fire Cloud Valley, and return to the sect after they have recovered."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Wang Lin nodded repeatedly. It was their good fortune to meet such a warm-hearted cultivator as Zhang Lingyu. However, he still held back his words, and after a long pause, he finally spoke:

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, some of the items on that evil cultivator belong to my senior brothers. We wonder if they could be returned to us so that we can give them to our sect and their families upon our return."

He had struggled with this suggestion for a long time, since Zhang Lingyu had killed the evil cultivator, and the spoils of war naturally belonged to him.

I have no right to say anything, but I feel guilty for doing this towards my deceased fellow disciples.

After saying that, he quickly added, "I am willing to give all the items in my storage bag to you, fellow Daoist, to compensate you for your loss."

"I feel the same way, and I am willing to compensate you with my own storage bag."

Fang Ling, who was standing nearby, quickly took off her storage bag and offered it to him with both hands.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing? By doing this, aren't I no different from that evil cultivator?"

Zhang Lingyu feigned anger, but in truth, even without Wang Lin's prompting, she was already considering returning the storage bag. She continued, "..."

"We are all cultivators of the immortal path, so it is only right that we help each other. Perhaps we will need your help in the future."

As a disciple of the Golden Core sect, befriending the other party would only bring him benefits, not harm.

Zhang Lingyu saved them, so they naturally owed him a huge favor.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. If you ever need my assistance in the future, I will gladly do my utmost, even at the cost of my life."

Wang Lin reached out and took the storage bag from his fellow disciple, bowed solemnly to the woman again, and then suddenly asked:

"I wonder if you, fellow cultivator, will be able to resist the beast tide in the Myriad Spirits Mountains ten years from now?"

"A beast tide?"

Zhang Lingyu was no stranger to the beast tides of the Wanling Mountains. Every hundred years, the monsters in this mountain range would launch a large-scale war against the human cultivation world, and each time tens of thousands of cultivators would die in the fight against the beast tides.

The Wanling Mountains are a vast mountain range spanning the Zhao, Wu, and Chu kingdoms. During each beast tide, various sects would summon underground cultivation families to fight against it together.

The sect that Zhang's ancestors belonged to was destroyed in a thousand-year beast tide several hundred years ago.

That incident also severely damaged the human cultivators' vitality, and they have not fully recovered to this day.

"If the sect summons us, we will definitely go."

Zhang Lingyu sighed. In previous years, the Jade Light Pavilion of the Beast Tide would recruit one Foundation Establishment cultivator and forty Qi Refining cultivators from the Zhang family.

Based on the current time and progress of his cultivation, he and Zhang Lingtai will definitely have to go in twenty years.

"Is that so..."

Wang Lin smiled wryly after hearing this. Despite being a Golden Core cultivator from a sect with a relatively weak background, he knew he would eventually have to go there anyway. He then said:

"I'll need Fellow Daoist Zhang's help then."

"Fellow Daoist Wang's cultivation is higher than mine, so it's hard to say who will help whom."

Zhang Lingyu was speaking from the heart. Befriending him today might actually be of great help in resisting the beast tide in the future.

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