Chapter 625 (2/2)

Lin Jing could only helplessly shake his head…

Then, Lin Jing looked at Yu Yan and asked:

“Fellow Yu…”

“You had clearly reached the Foundation Establishment, so why have I not seen you for such a long time, and now, your cultivation has fallen to the late phase of Qi Refinement.”

Yu Yan gave a bitter smile and said:

“This is already old news, I was injured during a fight with someone, and it has remained this way ever since.”

Lin Jing then asked:

“Are you not able to heal yourself, even as a Second-Grade Alchemist?”

Yu Yan said:

“The opponent’s methods were too sinister.

Despite seeking many solutions during this period, none have been effective; I can only suppress it at most.”

Lin Jing nodded, then stimulated his Divine Sense to probe Yu Yan.

In Yu Yan’s Dantian, a peculiar energy constantly emitted a sinister aura.

This aura also carried a corrosive quality.

The constant corrosion emitted from the aura made a wound about two fingers wide appear in Yu Yan’s Dantian.

And yet Yu Yan continuously used his Spiritual Power to suppress this energy, preventing the wound from expanding further.

Lin Jing needed only a brief glance to understand.

Although the power was sinister, it wouldn’t take much effort for him to eradicate it.

As Lin Jing was examining Yu Yan’s body, he noticed a movement from Yuan Bo nearby.

Thus, Lin Jing withdrew his Divine Sense and turned to look at Yuan Bo.

Seeing Lin Jing turn, Yuan Bo froze on the spot.

“Yuan Bo…”

Lin Jing looked at Yuan Bo, his expression calm.

Yuan Bo, looking at Lin Jing, appeared rather trembling:

“Lin…

Lin Jing…”

“You…

you actually…

actually didn’t die…”

Lin Jing didn’t respond, but instead turned to Yuan Bo and said:

“I originally thought you would never be able to establish your foundation in this lifetime.

It seems that I underestimated you…”

“What about your Uncle Li, the manager?

Since even you have succeeded in foundation establishment, surely he must have as well, hasn’t he?”

At the mention of Manager Li, Yuan Bo’s face clearly flashed with panic, but he quickly regained his composure.

“No…”

“He was secretly harmed by someone and has long since passed away, without having established his foundation.”

Having spoken, Yuan Bo gathered his courage and looked at Lin Jing again:

“Lin Jing…”

“Previously, when you were expelled from the Qingyuan Sword Sect, we were also compelled by others, we had no choice.”

“Now that your cultivation has been achieved, if you want to seek revenge, I can inform you of the person who instigated it.

If you truly can’t get past your anger and want to seek revenge on me, then I have nothing to say…”

Yuan Bo then straightened up, assuming a posture of noble sacrifice, and said proudly:

“It’s just that I wonder, your Golden Core…”

At this point, Yuan Bo suddenly paused, and then beads of cold sweat ran down:

“No, wait…”

“You’re not a Golden Core Immortal…”

“You just used Aerial Void Crossing, a skill that only a Nascent Soul True Monarch can perform…”

“You’re a Nascent Soul True Monarch!”

After these words, the courage that Yuan Bo had just mustered collapsed resoundingly.

His gaze toward Lin Jing filled with fear once again…

Nascent Soul True Monarchs, aside from the ancestors of the top three sects in the Nanming Domain, represented the most elite existence.

No matter how Yuan Bo thought about it, in just a few decades, Lin Jing had grown to this extent.

Yuan Bo’s words left Yu Yan and the two cultivators utterly shocked.

Ordinary people were not aware of the cultivation realms, but as cultivators, they were acutely aware of the kind of existence Lin Jing represented.

Yu Yan was still in a better state, rendered speechless by the shock.

The two cultivators behind Yuan Bo, however, quivered like sieves.

Especially after hearing the conversation between Lin Jing and Yuan Bo, knowing that Yuan Bo and the Nascent Soul True Monarch before them had old grudges.

The two felt a sense of despair suddenly fill their hearts.

At that moment.

Not just the two, but also Yuan Bo looked up, closed his eyes and spoke:

“Lin Jing…”

“Indeed, we wronged you previously, if you wish to kill me to vent your anger, then so be it.”

Lin Jing, looking at Yuan Bo, couldn’t help but sneer.

Yuan Bo’s constantly trembling eyelashes betrayed his inner turmoil.

The seemingly righteous him was actually extremely nervous inside.

The disparity in cultivation between Lin Jing and Yuan Bo was astronomical; If Lin Jing wanted to kill Yuan Bo, it would be as easy as crushing an ant, not leaving any chance for resistance…