Chapter 171 Asking the Spirit
As the troops were being called back, a loud laugh was heard as Lin Xianzhi descended on his flying sword.
"Hou Yuan, I killed another two at the later stages of Foundation Establishment! I've succeeded!"
Accompanied by his laughter, Lin Xianzhi's face was covered in blood, which stained his white hair and his blue robe.
The once handsome and picturesque patriarch now descended like a butcher, laughing heartily.
His face bore the signs of old age and fatigue, yet at this moment, his eyes were bright and full of life.
"Seventh Grand Uncle..." Lin Shiming softly called out, as it was apparent that due to his deep involvement in battle, Lin Xianzhi had not used his Divine Sense to detect Lin Shiming's presence.
Upon hearing Lin Shiming call out to him, he was momentarily stunned.
Then, overjoyed, after his euphoria passed, he restored his dignified patriarchal demeanor.
"You lad, you've grown up so much, and yet you didn't even send a message to your Seventh Grand Uncle!"
"Seventh Grand Uncle, Shiming lacks strength and returned too late. I seek forgiveness from Seventh Grand Uncle!" Lin Shiming also said, clasping his fists.
"It's good that you're back. As for punishment, I forbid you from overexerting yourself for the next three months!" Lin Xianzhi said casually, his eyes filled with relief.
The string that had been taut in his heart for so long finally loosened slightly.
At this moment, the other members of the Lin Family Clan were also very happy. In this battle, the family didn't suffer heavy losses, and instead, Lin Shiming had returned.
Moreover, whether it was an illusion or not, everyone felt that with Lin Shiming's return, they had a pillar of support, even more reassuring than Lin Xianzhi himself.
After all, Seventh Grand Uncle Lin Xianzhi was getting old, whereas Lin Shiming was a rising star. Enjoy exclusive content from empire
Since Lin Shiming began his journey in the world at the age of seventeen, not a single event had failed to bring tremendous comfort to the elders and his calm handling of affairs had been, at times, more adequate than that of the elders themselves. Sometimes, his ideas were particularly astonishing.
"Shiming, be careful with your investigation!" Lin Xianzhi suddenly thought of something and became worried again as he spoke.
Having taken two years to return, with a mere early stage Foundation Establishment cultivation level, it was inevitable that suspicions would arise about whether he had been controlled or become an inside spy.
Lin Shiming had secrets, which Lin Xianzhi knew all too well, and that was his greatest concern.
The biggest problem was not failing to uncover an internal spy, but exposing Lin Shiming's secrets.
At this time, he also began to hope that Lin Shiming wouldn't come back to Heavenly River City.
With Lin Shiming's talent and destiny, reaching the Purple Mansion was not impossible, and even achieving the Golden Core was within the realm of possibility.
Apart from Lin Shiming, only Lin Xianzhi knew that Lin Shiming might possess a wood attribute recessive Spiritual Body.
"It's fine, Seventh Grand Uncle!" Lin Shiming replied with a reassuring smile.
Not long after the battle ended, sure enough, Lin Xianzhi's senior apprentive brother, Xie An, came over and said to Lin Shiming:
"Shiming, Master is somewhat worried about you. You should still go see him!" Xie An's tone was extremely serious, indicating that he was also aware of the gravity of the situation. Although Lin Shiming had been unaware of the details on Yunjing Mountain, it must be noted that Shiming was the first to notice trouble, the first to escape, and in the end, he had stayed away for two full years.
Inevitably, he would have to go through an interrogation, which Lin Xianzhi had previously experienced.
"Senior apprentice brother Xie, I will go to see Master right away!" Lin Shiming nodded and relaxed a bit, knowing that having the Zi Xuan Hermit come for an interrogation was far better than being interrogated by someone from the Spirit Beast Sect. Perhaps, the Inquiry Spirit Talisman wouldn't even be necessary.
While breathing deeply, Lin Shiming also started walking towards the central district of Heavenly River City.
Heavenly River City, as a fortress, allotted a courtyard to each Foundation Establishment cultivator within the city, while Qi Refining cultivators collectively shared a pavilion. As for those at the Purple Mansion level, they were given a three-story building in the inner city, known as a hall.
The small building was arranged in a radial pattern, jointly encircling the central tower of Heavenly River City.
Indistinctly, it seemed to have formed a colossal formation.
The formation was majestic and natural, as if it were part of the heavens.
Lin Shiming could not help but observe, but he had not systematically studied the knowledge of formations, and after a while of observation, he got nowhere.
About half an incense stick's time later, Lin Shiming finally arrived at Zi Xuan Hermit's Zi Xuan Hall.
One of the senior brothers Lin Shiming had met once and a strange cultivator dressed in beast robes were guarding the entrance.
"Senior Brother!" Lin Shiming greeted the two respectfully, then continued to follow Xie An into the hall.
Upon entering the hall, what came into view was a large mahogany Eight Immortals table, and Zi Xuan Hermit was still in the familiar purple robe, exuding an authoritative aura without even being angry.
To Lin Shiming's surprise, the Zi Xuan Hermit was not sitting in the seat of honor, but rather, it was a middle-aged man with a dark complexion wearing a Spirit Beast robe in the principal seat.
This dark-faced middle-aged man, Lin Shiming recognized him, was one of the Spirit Beast Sect's Purple Mansion Perfection cultivators, the Black Jiao Hermit.
"Master, Martial Uncle!" Lin Shiming stepped forward to salute, extremely respectful.
"Shiming, your master was worried about you before, but I didn't expect you to return. This is good news. However, Golden Corpse Child and Chen Yunli robbed the Spirit Beast Sect of a Superior Grade Spirit Stone mine, and the true culprit hasn't been caught yet.
The Sect needs to ask you a few questions!" Zi Xuan Hermit spoke in an amicable and equivocal manner, but Lin Shiming also saw that an Inquiry Spirit Talisman had already been taken out by the dark-faced middle-aged cultivator.
Without waiting for Lin Shiming's agreement, the Inquiry Spirit Talisman flew into the air and, in the next moment, transformed into Spirit Light, enveloping Lin Shiming within it.
Seeing this, Lin Shiming did not suppress his nervousness. Unless one was prepared, anyone would panic when suddenly faced with an Inquiry Spirit Talisman.
Then he calmed himself, took a deep breath, and began to describe the situation in full detail.
Since he was prepared in advance, Lin Shiming was not flustered and he directly omitted the parts involving Lu Changming.
Using the Minor Divine Ability tree and killing Lu Changming, if these issues were to be questioned under the Inquiry Spirit Talisman, even if Zi Xuan Hermit were on his side, it might not be possible to protect him.
Zi Xuan Hermit continued to ask questions on the side, while the dark-faced middle-aged cultivator said nothing at all, simply looking more and more serious, as if Lin Shiming had already slipped up.
But Lin Shiming was sure, this was the old coot pressuring him, just like Lu Changming's performance earlier, only now the dark-faced middle-aged cultivator had the cultivation level of Purple Mansion Perfection, the pressure was more direct, and much greater.
"Wait, you said you killed a Corpse Refining Sect Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage?" the dark-faced middle-aged man finally spoke, his gaze frighteningly intense.
"Describe it in detail. Remember, all the details, and the Magic Artifact used by the opponent!!!"
Lin Shiming did not hesitate, and he recounted how he used the Shocking God Drum and how he killed the Corpse Refining Sect Cultivator one by one.
In the end, he added, "Master, Martial Uncle, afterwards, Shiming suffered tremendously severe injuries and has been healing for the past two years."
As he said this, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He had shifted the concept, but it was a fact.
Zi Xuan Hermit nodded, no response was given. Instead, it was the dark-faced middle-aged cultivator who continued to stare intently into Lin Shiming's eyes.
Just when his heartbeat uncontrollably quickened thinking he had given himself away, the dark-faced middle-aged cultivator finally spoke:
"Check the Storage Bag!"
"And the Spirit Beast Bag!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Zi Xuan Hermit's expression changed for a moment. Searching the Storage Bag and Spirit Beast Bag was something the Black Jiao Hermit had not mentioned to him before.
Lin Shiming's expression also changed.