Chapter 65 Losing Both the Wife and the Army

"Brother Lin, I have a few words that I have been wanting to ask you."

Li Sen, a core disciple of Tianquan Sect, hesitated for a moment, but finally raised his head and decided to ask the questions in his heart.

"Speak."

Lin Wudong smiled indifferently, his attitude was always so arrogant.

It was as if he was the only god in the world.

All the ants were not taken seriously by him.

Li Sen mustered up his courage and said, "Is Ye Chen a sword cultivator?"

"Yes."

Lin Wudong's eyes flickered a few times.

With his pride, it is impossible for him to lie.

"Brother Lin, you don't let us in because you don't want others to think you are selfish. I understand this, and we can understand it too. However, Ye Chen is clearly an enemy of our Tianquan Sect, and he is so talented. Why don't you let us in and kill him?"

Li Sen frowned, and murderous intent burned in his eyes.

He has the cultivation of the peak of the human Xuan realm and is about to enter the earth Xuan realm.

Among this group of new disciples, he is the strongest, on par with Gongsun Jue.

Because of this, Li Sen felt that he was invincible.

As for Ye Chen, he couldn't even last until the end of the Flame Forest Hunting Competition, how could he be his opponent?

Sword cultivator? So what if he is a sword cultivator?

A mere half-step into the Profound Realm, can he still compete with me?

Lin Wudong's mouth curved into an arc, "The reason why I didn't let you in is that I don't want you to die in vain. You are no match for Ye Chen at all."

"Brother Lin, why do you say that?"

Li Sen's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in disbelief, "Don't you believe in my strength?"

He felt a little aggrieved, although he respected Lin Wudong very much, even as if he were a god.

But after hearing such words, Li Sen's self-esteem still couldn't accept it.

Not only Li Sen, but the other new disciples of Tianquan Sect also clenched their fists, feeling very humiliated.

Because, they are all disciples who have practiced in the sect for two or three years. Can they not be better than a new disciple?

"You all underestimated the sword cultivator."

Lin Wudong looked indifferent, "If I wanted to kill Ye Chen, he would have been a corpse from the first moment we met. Why didn't I kill him? Because I still have a use for him."

The other disciples held their breath and listened carefully.

"Ye Chen's talent is indeed good, which shocked me a little, but it has not reached the point where I am alert. I kept him alive for the sect competition in more than two months."

Lin Wudong's expression was calm, "He deserves to die, but before he dies, he should make the most of his remaining energy."

Many disciples nodded slightly.

Since Senior Brother Lin said so, he must have his plan.

But, this kid will have to live for another two months.

Li Sen asked again, "By the way, Senior Brother Lin, what is the fiery red stone you mentioned earlier?"

"The blood-dropping stone contains rich energy. After absorbing it, it will make your realm progress rapidly."

Lin Wudong answered.

"Then why did Senior Brother Lin say such a thing in public? You said before that Ye Chen is very powerful and I am not his opponent. I am afraid Gongsun Jue is also not his opponent. If you calculate it this way, wouldn't it be a waste for Ye Chen?"

Li Sen asked softly.

"Although the energy contained in the blood-dropping stone is terrifying, the murderous intent in it is not something that everyone can bear."

Lin Wudong's expression suddenly became playful, "Besides, I entered the ancient tomb ruins in advance, and all the valuable treasures in it have been taken away by me. I even used some means to get the blood-dropping stone, which consumed half of my spiritual energy."

"I just want Ye Chen to get it. I really want to witness the pain he feels when he absorbs it."

"It will definitely be interesting."

When he said the latter part, there was even a hint of excitement and madness in his tone.

The new disciples headed by Li Sen all shuddered.

None of them thought that Lin Wudong's mind was so deep.

He simply calculated Ye Chen to death!

Lin Wudong nodded slightly, looking at the entrance of the ancient tomb ruins, "In addition, I released many Yin corpses of the Profound Realm in it. All the disciples who enter will die in it. The only one who can walk out in the end is a half-dead Ye Chen."

Yin corpses are the walking corpses of the dead bodies that have accumulated resentment.

They are powerful, unconscious, and painless.

There are Yin corpses in many ancient tombs and ruins.

The so-called ancient tombs and ruins.

They are all set up by Lin Wudong.

It is a game of his, and also a... perfect masterpiece!

Lin Wudong is very involved and enjoys it.

This is his hobby.

The feeling of being high above and controlling everything makes him deeply fascinated and intoxicated.

When the disciples heard this, they trembled all over.

At the same time, they were also a little excited.

Really, excited!

Senior Brother Lin is indeed extremely resourceful. He doesn't even need to make a move to witness a big show!

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Ye Chen shuttled quickly through the passage, his figure as fast as lightning.

Under the guidance of the woman, he avoided many detours and headed straight for the main hall of the ancient tomb.

Along the way, he didn't meet anyone.

I think both Gongsun Jue and Shen Zhuo should have taken other roads.

The front finally opened up, and a ten-meter-high bronze ancient temple stood here, exuding an ancient, heavy and simple atmosphere.

The closer you get to the bronze ancient temple, the more you can clearly feel the pressure from the depths of your soul.

Mu Wushuang gritted his teeth slightly and adjusted his breath.

"The blood-dripping stone is in the ancient temple."

The woman showed Ye Chen the way.

Ye Chen walked forward, stabilized his strength, and slowly pushed open the huge door of the ancient temple.

The huge bronze door made a dull sound and moved inch by inch.

A ray of light shone into the ancient temple.

In the center of the ancient temple, there is a bronze coffin with several complicated inscriptions engraved on it.

A blood-red stone is floating above the coffin, surrounded by strange light and spinning.

"Isn't this what Lin Wudong is looking for?"

Mu Wushuang was shocked when he saw it.

Unexpectedly, he encountered this stone!

"Blood-Dropping Stone."

Ye Chen walked forward calmly, reached out and grabbed the Blood-Dropping Stone.

The moment he got it, Ye Chen felt the crazy and violent killing intent pouring into his mind.

Straight into the depths of his soul!

If he hadn't been baptized by the killing law at the beginning, he might have been a little overwhelmed.

"Absorb it directly, or..."

Ye Chen held the Blood-Dropping Stone in his hand and looked at it slightly.

"Wait, this blood-dropping stone has been tampered with."

The woman frowned, "This breath is familiar, it's... Lin Wudong!"

"Lin Wudong?"

Ye Chen's pupils shrank, and then he thought of what he said before.

The more he thought about it, the more deliberate it seemed.

Did he come here in advance?

And tampered with the blood-dropping stone?

Did he expect that he would come and snatch the blood-dropping stone!

He didn't show it on the surface, but he was really scheming.

"Heh, that idiot spent a lot of time and effort to inject a lot of spiritual energy into it. His original intention was to strengthen the killing energy in the blood-dropping stone, so that after you absorb it, your soul will be tortured and you will be worse off than dead."

"But he didn't know that you have comprehended the killing principle and are immune to all of this."

The woman sneered, "As for the pure spiritual energy he injected, it will eventually be absorbed by you!"

"You wanted to plot against me, but you didn't know that I got the advantage."

Ye Chen's mouth also curled up into a sneer, "Lin Wudong, you really lost both your wife and your army."