Chapter 287. Reincarnation (2/2)
Wang Lin mumbled to himself, “40 years to reach the late stage of Foundation Establishment, very good!”
That white-robed middle aged man stared at Wang Lin, revealing a look of confusion. He felt like he knew this person, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t remember.
Now that he saw this person looking at him, he immediately felt something. It was as if something inside him was awakening. An image flashed across his mind. It seemed like he used to be in the same sect as this person…
But he immediately shook his head as this thought was too insane. He took a deep breath and immediately lowered his head.
At this moment, an old Nascent Soul cultivator moved forward. He knelt before Wang Lin and asked, with a trembling voice, “Is senior from Zhao?”
The moment those words came out, all of the cultivators around held their breath. Their eyes were filled with excitement as they stared at Wang Lin. Even the middle-aged man raised his head and looked toward Wang Lin again.
Wang Lin’s current appearance was not that different from back then, but the aura around him was completely different, so it was no wonder people didn’t realize it was him. But even if people did, they wouldn’t dare to say it out loud.
For a rank 3 cultivation country to become a rank 4 cultivation country, they need a Soul Formation cultivator that was born in that country. Rank 4 cultivation countries have a technique to verify this. This technique comes from Suzaku, so unless someone’s cultivation level is higher than the cultivators of Suzaku, it is very hard to fake.
And the most important part is that the Soul Formation cultivator must live in the country for 100 years before they can report to a rank 4 cultivation country to get their new rank.
Obviously, Wang Lin couldn’t accept this condition. After hearing the old man’s words, Wang Lin pondered for a long time and said, “I’m from this country, but I’m unable to stay for 100 years. Sorry.”
The old man’s body shivered and he revealed a disappointed look. All of the surrounding cultivators revealed the same expression.
When expectations are too high, the amount of disappointment is even higher.
Wang Lin let out a sigh. His right hand grabbed in the air, then ten balls of light appeared. He threw them out and the ten balls of light landed on ten different cultivators.
The ten cultivators’ bodies shook and they revealed painful expressions, but this pain didn’t last long. After catching their breaths, they revealed joyous expressions.
That white-robed middle-aged man was one of them.
Wang Lin calmly said, “I can’t stay, but I have left behind ten spirit seeds. Although they won’t make your cultivation any easier, once you reach the late stage of Nascent Soul, I’ll naturally know and come to teach you!” After he finished speaking, he looked at the white-robed middle-aged man again and let out a faint smile.
The spirit seed he gave to the middle-aged man was different from everyone else’s. It contained the power to save his life three times.
These spirit seeds were something a Soul Formation cultivator formed using the power of the heavens. Their value was unimaginable.
As the middle-aged man stared at Wang Lin, the sense of familiarity in his mind became even stronger, but just as he was about to remember, he suddenly felt pain in his head. This pain was much stronger than what he could handle. Just as he felt as if his mind would explode, a gentle power came from the spirit seed and the pain disappeared.
His body trembled and was covered in sweat.
A gentle voice in his head said, “Don’t think about it anymore. Once you have reached the Nascent Soul stage, you will remember everything from the past. If you know now, it will only bring you pain.”
The person’s body shook. When he raised his head, he noticed that Wang Lin was faintly smiling at him.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and looked at the land before him. Unless special happens, he won’t come back to Zhao until someone reaches the late stage of Nascent Soul.
His body slowly rose into the air and gradually disappeared in the sky. On the ground, all of the cultivators raised their heads and revealed determined expressions .This was especially true for the middle-aged man.
“I will reach the Nascent Soul stage! I will!”
Just at this moment, an object fell from the sky. Everyone looked at it and realized that it was a wood carving. The wood carving fell on top of the mountain and fused with it. Suddenly, the mountain felt like it was filled with spiritual energy.
A voice from the distance said, “This object can save Zhao from the invasion of rank 3 cultivation countries three times. Be careful…”
With the tragic ending of the Four Sect Alliance in mind, he did one last thing for Zhao.
At some point in the few hundred years that followed, this wood carving saved Zhao from an invasion. The invading cultivators had already pushed Zhao to the limit, causing all of the Zhao cultivators to come kneel before the wood carving.
The mountain shone before the mockery of all the invading cultivators, causing their attitude to change…
When the light disappeared, all of the invading cultivators died..