"It's him." At this moment, a familiar figure attempting to flee in haste appeared in Li Lin's eyes. It was the Rakshasa Sect's young man in splendid attire whom Li Lin had wanted to kill but was stopped by Huang Haibo at the Flying Spirit Sect, with only the cultivation level of a first-level Martial Master.
"Thinking of escaping? There's no escape now." Li Lin leaped off his horse, a flash of Qi under his feet, instantly landing beside the young man in splendid attire.
"It's you!" The young man's face changed drastically upon seeing Li Lin abruptly.
"We meet again." Li Lin smiled slightly, his killing intent immediately spreading.
The young man's expression darkened, Qi flashing under his feet, and with a tip of his toes, his body suddenly leaped up, a large saber appearing in his hands in an instant, slashing out several saber glows towards Li Lin.
"Back off." Li Lin snorted coldly, not taking this young man seriously at all. With a hand gesture, a huge blue light condensed in front of him, forming a thick mist to block in front of him.
The saber glow slashed into the mist, stirring ripples, entangling in the air with the mist, causing whistling wind sounds and a series of sonic booms.
"Bang, bang..."
The mist shattered, and the saber glow disappeared in mid-air, the young man's body directly blasted away, his large saber clattering to the ground.
"You've become a second-level Martial Master?" The young man was greatly surprised, his face turning to horror.
"Die." Without answering, Li Lin coldly shouted, Qi bursting out from under his feet, charging towards the young man.
"I'll fight you with all I've got." With no way out, the young man's Qi burst forth, a punch fiercely slamming towards Li Lin, the punch carrying a strong wind, opening a ripple in space.
"Swallowing you will be just right." Li Lin sneered, a stream of earthy yellow light burst out from his hand, the Yin-Yang Martial Spirit Technique activated, his hand making a mysterious gesture in the air, a whirlpool of earthy yellow light howling out, immediately opening the space ripple, heavily overlapping with the young man's punch.
As the two forces collided, there was no sound of explosion, but instantly, the young man's face turned to horror. He felt a tremendous swallowing force directly devouring his attack strength, then this immense swallowing force, through his fist, began draining the Qi from his body.
The young man struggled desperately, his face contorted, but was completely unable to resist. With a scream, his body gradually weakened.
Moments later, a spirit fire condensed, and the young man turned into ashes.
After cleaning up, Li Lin saw Little dragon had already devoured several Rakshasa Sect disciples ahead. After calling out to it, Li Lin headed straight for the mountaintop.
By now, the sky was getting dark, the Rakshasa Sect was ablaze with fire, chaos everywhere, and the sound of fighting continued.
Past the main hall, corpses were everywhere, a stench of blood filling the air, bloodstains all over the ground. Li Lin felt no discomfort at the smell of blood, instead, he felt somewhat excited.
Among the corpses, many were Flying Spirit Sect disciples. Li Lin felt no sadness or pain over this; the law of the jungle prevailed, those weaker were destined to be killed by the stronger. Strong warriors were forged through trials, having survived several life-and-death situations in the Misty Mountain Range.
Now, these Flying Spirit Sect disciples, having undergone no trials, could not become true warriors. The Flying Spirit Sect Li Lin wanted must be an absolutely elite force; these disciples had to keep killing, only through bloodshed could they grow quickly.
Li Lin's original intention in bringing two hundred Flying Spirit Sect disciples to the Rakshasa Sect was to let them undergo real trials. Otherwise, the remaining people of the Rakshasa Sect could have been easily handled by a few elders and the Sky Winged Snow Lion, Little dragon, without such heavy casualties among the Flying Spirit Sect disciples.
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All these casualties were within Li Lin's expectations. Those killed could only blame their insufficient strength and bad luck. The rise of the Flying Spirit Sect naturally required bloodshed.
"Sect Master, it's all settled. There might be a few dozen who escaped in the dark. We killed over a hundred, and more than a hundred Rakshasa Sect disciples have surrendered. Please instruct us, Sect Master?" Hu Nansheng came to Li Lin's side and said.
"Those who surrender, if they wish to join the Flying Spirit Sect, can stay; those who do not wish to join, kill them all," Li Lin said lightly.
"Yes, Sect Master." Hu Nansheng was also shocked inside, the Sect Master was truly ruthless, even killing those who surrendered.
"Do you think I'm too cruel?" Seeing the expression on Hu Nansheng's face, Li Lin smiled slightly.
"No, those who provoke our Flying Spirit Sect deserve to die," Hu Nansheng immediately replied.
"I want to hear the truth from you. Remember, always tell me the truth from now on. I don't want to hear anything insincere," Li Lin's smile faded, and he spoke sternly.
Seeing Li Lin get serious, Hu Nansheng suddenly felt uneasy, a sense of seriousness spreading from his heart, and he quickly said, "I admit my fault. I did think the Sect Master was a bit too ruthless, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. To establish ourselves in this ancient domain, we need to be ruthless."
"You're only half right. To stand firm in this ancient domain, indeed, we need to be ruthless. But among the people of the Rakshasa Sect, those who surrender yet do not join the Flying Spirit Sect clearly hold dissatisfaction towards us. If they have the chance in the future, they might turn against the Flying Spirit Sect again. Therefore, I absolutely cannot allow any potential enemies within the Flying Spirit Sect. Even if our enemies are a hundred steps away, if they take one step closer, we must do everything to eliminate them. Waiting for them to approach makes it much harder to kill them," Li Lin said.
"Yes, I will remember," Hu Nansheng was shocked. Despite his young age, the Sect Master had such foresight, a level of wisdom few possessed.
"Remember, keep a close watch on the surrendered disciples of the Rakshasa Sect. If there are any traitors, show no mercy," Li Lin said coldly.
"Yes." Hu Nansheng excused himself, his respect for the young Sect Master reaching a new level of admiration.
After the destruction of the Rakshasa Sect, all the tedious matters were handled by the three elders. Though tedious, the elders were excited, especially Zhou Yuhou. For many years, since joining the Flying Spirit Sect until now, it was the first time they were so dominating, so exhilarating. Previously, they were always the ones being attacked; today, the Flying Spirit Sect directly annihilated the Rakshasa Sect.
Of the two hundred disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect, thirty-something died, twenty-something were severely injured, and many were lightly wounded, a heavy casualty. With only two hundred disciples participating, the death toll was one-sixth, not a small number.
At this time, all the disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect, while excited, also felt the reality of bloodshed, understanding the importance of strength, and secretly vowed to train harder.
Of the one hundred and thirty-something people who surrendered from the Rakshasa Sect, a dozen did not wish to join the Flying Spirit Sect and were immediately killed by Hu Nansheng and others. The iron-fisted approach shocked the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect.
The entire wealth of the Rakshasa Sect was plundered by the Flying Spirit Sect overnight. During this night, Li Lin found a place to start cultivating, refining the Qi he had absorbed.
"Sigh..."
The next morning, Li Lin exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling the Qi within his body, his brows slightly furrowed, then he smiled faintly. After swallowing a first-level Martial Master and refining it, the increase in Qi was not much, not even reaching the middle level of a second-level Martial Master.
The Qi of that first-level Martial Master, after refining and keeping only the essence, was pitifully small under his second-level Martial Master cultivation.
"The further I go, the more energy I need for breakthroughs," Li Lin muttered to himself, then got up and left the place.
"Greetings, Sect Master."
Above the Rakshasa Sect, now all were disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect, all of them respectfully saluting along the way.
Li Lin nodded slightly, inquiring about the three elders and then entered the main hall of the Rakshasa Sect.
"Greetings, Sect Master." The three elders kneeled on one knee, fully submitting to Li Lin.
"Please rise, three elders," Li Lin said.
"Sect Master, this is what we confiscated from the Rakshasa Sect." Hu Nansheng handed Li Lin three to five space bags, all searched from the disciples of the Rakshasa Sect.
"Keep them. Give some to Elder Zheng, Elder Chen, and don't shortchange the disciples. As for you, you deserve more for coming to annihilate the Rakshasa Sect this time." Li Lin didn't even glance at the space bags, handing them over to the three, demonstrating both grace and authority. The little money didn't matter to him; the major wealth of the Rakshasa Sect was already in his hands.
"Thank you, Sect Master." The three elders were overjoyed, quickly expressing their thanks.
"Sect Master, what should we do with the Rakshasa Sect's gate?" Zhou Yuhou asked Li Lin.
"This place is nice, close to the Misty Mountain Range. Let's make it a branch of the Flying Spirit Sect. Leave twenty disciples here, and we'll discuss its use later," Li Lin said.
A day later, Li Lin returned to the Flying Spirit Sect with over a hundred surrendered disciples of the Rakshasa Sect, immediately exciting all the disciples.
In the eyes of the Flying Spirit Sect disciples, the Sect Master was now akin to a god.