"Lin Beichen, a month ago, Qin Wenwu broke into Zhongcheng Hall and named you as his challenger. No one in Zhongcheng Hall dared to resist, except for Zhao Weinan, who refused to bow down!
In his anger, Qin Wenwu planted Cold Ice Poison Gas in her body, saying that if you did not show up within a month, the Cold Ice Poison Gas would freeze her into an ice sculpture."
"Zhao Weinan is your woman. She never enjoyed a single day of happiness by your side, yet to protect your dignity, she is struggling in the instant between life and death. Can you really bear to see her die just like this?"
Zhao Yixia became more and more agitated as she spoke, her eyes still brimming with tears.
Lin Beichen frowned and looked towards Li Jiang.
"Who is Qin Wenwu?"
"Senior, Qin Wenwu is a top expert at the peak of the Death Gate Realm. Among those in the Death Gate Realm, he is likely among the top five. He founded the Thunder Blade Sect a thousand years ago and became renowned overseas, acclaimed as the number one expert abroad."
"A month ago, he claimed that Longhua Mountain was his inheritance, and attacked Zhongcheng Hall, smashing the family stone tablet in front of it with a few palms, and planted Cold Ice Poison Gas in Zhao Weinan, publicly challenging you at the Jiangnan Water Village."
"You instructed not to be disturbed during cultivation, so even though this matter happened suddenly, I did not dare to disturb you."
Li Jiang said in one breath, his face showing a hint of regret.
"Had I known that girl was your woman, I would have personally come out to save her. Although Qin Wenwu is strong, thirty years ago I fought him to a draw. I think he would give me some face."
Upon hearing this, Lin Beichen waved his hand.
"It’s okay."
Zhao Weinan considered herself his woman, but before Lin Beichen left Zhongcheng Hall, he had made it clear to her.
The benefits he gave Zhao Weinan were only out of ordinary friendship; he had never given her any ambiguous space from beginning to end.
If Li Jiang had disturbed him because of this, he would not only fail to forgive Li Jiang, but he would also heavily punish him.
Once emotions are involved, one tends to self-hypnotize and even move oneself.
Zhao Weinan was willing to sacrifice; that was her own affair. If Lin Beichen had the time, he would indeed intervene, but ultimately he would prioritize himself.
This month, the most important thing was cultivation.
Lin Beichen had been on the brink of collapse several times during his cultivation. To outsiders, the rear mountains might have seemed peaceful, but only he knew how many times he had been on the edge of the Ghost Gate.
The achievement of the Withered and Flourishing Body, even if Lin Beichen had to do it again, he was not sure he could succeed in cultivation.
Yet even in difficulty, he had now finished his cultivation, and was just in need of a punching bag to test his cultivation.
This Qin Wenwu, given his title as the number one expert overseas, was qualified enough to test his skills.
Thinking of this, a flash of cold light appeared in Lin Beichen’s eyes.
"This man came from thousands of miles away and threatened my friend’s life, so sincere in becoming a punching bag, how can I refuse?"
After he finished speaking, Lin Beichen walked out.
Seeing this, Zhao Yixia felt a surge of joy in her heart and hurriedly said:
"Lin Beichen, are we leaving now?"
She did not care about Lin Beichen’s cultivation, she just wanted him to save Zhao Weinan first.
Even if Lin Beichen were to lose afterwards, it would not matter; after all, at his level of cultivation, it wouldn’t be a matter of life and death from a single defeat.
In her view, Lin Beichen still had a long way to go. A little setback wouldn’t matter.
Hearing this, Lin Beichen waved his hand.
"I have been in seclusion for a month, there are some matters that need arranging. If you are in a hurry, you can leave first. I will depart tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yixia’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"Lin Beichen, Zhao Weinan is already on the brink of death, and you still want to wait? If you don’t want to save Zhao Weinan, just say so, don’t make me wait in vain!"
At this point, Zhao Yixia’s tears were streaming down her face.
"Lin Beichen, I beg you, even if you don’t consider others, at least consider Zhao Weinan’s true feelings for you. It takes at least four days for us to return, Zhao Weinan may not last that long."
At this, Zhao Yixia was nearly spitting blood.
This past month had not been any easier for her than for Zhao Weinan.
The pressure from her family and Zhao Weinan’s injuries weighed heavily on her alone.
She had been unable to sleep day or night, already significantly weakened in spirit, sustained only by sheer will.
Lin Beichen glanced at Zhao Yixia without speaking, and then directly walked inside.
Zhao Yixia was too agitated to listen to him, so explaining was futile.
Zhao Weinan was not in a life-threatening situation.
Before Lin Beichen left Zhongcheng Hall, he had injected a wisp of spiritual qi into Zhao Weinan’s body, sufficient to sustain her life.
No matter how fierce Qin Wenwu’s reputation, to Lin Beichen, Qin Wenwu was just an ant.
No matter how long Qin Wenwu lived, his tricks were nothing in Lin Beichen’s hands.
Ignoring Zhao Yixia’s tantrums, Lin Beichen had already entered the palace.
The Divine Hall of Concealment had been redecorated; Lin Beichen moved directly in.
This palace, which was usually sealed, had almost become Lin Beichen’s residence.
Lin Beichen quickly gave some instructions and entered the palace.
He was not there to enjoy himself; during this month of cultivation, entirely devoted to cultivating, he had indeed neglected self-checks.
"I have cultivated the Withered and Flourishing Body. The spiritual qi in my Golden Core has been compressed into Spiritual Fire, equivalent to an atomic bomb."
Lin Beichen opened his mouth and spat out an elixir radiating Cyan Wood Spirit Light into his hand.
The surface of the spirit pill was already covered in Cyan Wood Spiritual Qi.
"Although I have successfully refined this thing, it is only a seed. Finding a second one requires both luck and opportunity. However, if the Thunder Wood rootstock is properly nurtured, it may grow into a second one."
Lin Beichen silently pondered.
Both the Golden Core and the rootstock were discovered by Mr. Li Jiang.
In this vast world, finding another suitable spirit pill, even with Lin Beichen’s deep sense of fate, he doubted he’d come across such an opportunity again.
To cultivate a spirit pill required an incredible number of coincidental factors without any intervention, making the odds even smaller than winning the lottery.
And even if found, it would likely be in someone else’s collection, unlikely to be given freely to them.
"This matter, though urgent, is not pressing. Better to first see what divine techniques the Withered and Flourishing Body has brought me."
Lin Beichen thought silently, gently inhaling and exhaling spiritual qi.
The Five Elements Spiritual Qi flowed through his body, converted by the Withered and Flourishing Body into Withered and Flourishing Qi.
During this process, Lin Beichen noticed something curious.
He had originally been cultivating Five Elements Wood Qi and Earth Qi, but for some reason, Water Spirit Qi in his body was also increasing.
Among the Five Elements, Wood generates Earth, Earth generates Water.
The two can mutually transform.
They are both antagonistic and generative.
This process could be reversed, but that was beyond Lin Beichen’s control.
With Spiritual Light shining in his hand, Lin Beichen attempted to concentrate his power on the Earth of the Five Elements.
However, even if he gathered more Earth Spirit Qi, it did not generate water.
Seeing this, Lin Beichen frowned.
Ordinary methods couldn’t achieve this, but what if the Withered and Flourishing Body was added?
The Withered and Flourishing Body was entirely transformed by spiritual qi, meaning that as long as Lin Beichen could absorb other spiritual qi, he could achieve the effect of doubling his efforts with half the effort.
The only thing he needed to be cautious about was one point.
The two spiritual qis cannot be reversed.
If he followed the natural order, Lin Beichen could control it, but if he went against it, even if his body could endure, it would still cause harm.
As the spiritual qi circulated, it produced fascinating chemical reactions.
But soon, Lin Beichen found that the conversion speed of spiritual qi was more than ten times faster than he had expected.
In an instant, streams of water burst out in the Divine Hall of Concealment.
Surrounded by surging waves, Lin Beichen’s forehead dripped with cold sweat.
Too dangerous.
The efficiency of the Withered and Flourishing Body was even more terrifying than he had imagined.
Fortunately, not only could Lin Beichen control the Five Elements Wood and Earth, but he could also control water.
The waves gradually subsided, and the hall returned to normal.