raknovel Chapter 99 Relieving Suffering and Combating Evil
Chapter 99 Relieving Suffering and Combating Evil
Chapter 99 Relieving Suffering and Combating Evil
"Gone? That murderous bastard really left?"
"Yes, didn't you notice there are far fewer disciples in the valley? They've all gone to see us off."
"Good! Good! Good!"
"Hey buddy, why are you crying?"
"How could I not cry? That scoundrel stayed for three days straight. Do you know how I got through those three days? I didn't get a single good night's sleep. I had to pay someone to deliver my meals to my room. I didn't even dare to light a candle at night—do you know what the doctor who came to check on me said today?"
"What did you say?"
"They said if I keep going like this, my newly healed injuries will worsen again. These injuries were caused by that wicked star! Waaaaah—"
I even ran to see a doctor, but he still wouldn't leave me alone—"
"Oh, don't cry, buddy, he's really gone."
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Not every martial artist in the Valley of the Undying had actually met their demise at Lin Zhuo's hands. Many of them were simply recuperating and healing in the valley when they heard of his fearsome reputation and witnessed the tragic fate of many who had suffered at his hands. That's why they kept their heads down.
Those who survived Lin Zhuo's attacks were all petty villains; the real killers were crushed on the spot. Even if they were sent to the Valley of Immortality, the doctors would shake their heads, indicating that they couldn't sew the saucy meat back into human form.
Now these anxious guys can finally breathe a sigh of relief; they've made it through this dark and hopeless period.
Lin Zhuo left, taking Shu Yu with him. It is said that he also abducted the youngest daughter in the valley.
In fact, if Valley Master Fang Zeduan hadn't been so hesitant and reluctant to ask Lin Zhuo to exchange the Heavenly Silkworm Silk for the divine skill, Lin Zhuo would probably have left long ago.
These three days, besides scheming to obtain the silkworm silk, were spent discussing the hiring of doctors and the purchase of medicines. Many tedious details needed to be negotiated and confirmed, such as the list of personnel dispatched by the Undying Valley and the payment settlement date. To accomplish great things, it is never just a matter of talking.
This was Lin Zhuo's first time negotiating a business deal, and he was completely out of his element. In fact, most citizens from human communities don't know how to bargain, since they've never seen money before and aren't interested in it.
Therefore, all he, a business novice, could offer was complete trust and delegation of authority to the Immortal Valley, and money—lots and lots of money.
On online forums, silver is much cheaper than gold, especially for players with a technological background who possess highly developed industrial production systems and have large and affordable silver reserves.
With his immense wealth and influence, Lin Zhuo waved his hand and pulled out a mountain of high-purity silver ingots from his storage ring. The sight of the Valley Master and his wife made their legs go weak, and they had to support each other to stand up straight.
When the client's budget was unlimited, the doctors of the Undying Valley naturally became extremely enthusiastic. All the disciples and elders who were free were packed up and sent to Shuanghe Prefecture. They also took care of all the tedious matters of purchasing medicinal herbs and disaster relief food from merchants, so that Lin Zhuo no longer needed to worry about them.
He was thus able to embark on his journey with ease.
Riding a jet-black mare through the dust and smoke of the martial world, accompanied by two riders, one was Shu Yuliu humming a little tune, and the other was Fang Qinghan, who kept her distance.
The youngest daughter of the Undying Valley Master was not abducted by Lin Zhuo. She couldn't stand the boredom at home and asked to travel with the players. Although Fang Zeduan felt sorry for his daughter, he also encouraged her to ask Grandmaster Lin for advice and to be more respectful.
These days, Shu Yuliu has been calling this cold-faced but warm-hearted girl "Junior nephew, Junior nephew" all the time, teasing her endlessly.
Starting from the Valley of Immortality, Lin Zhuo traveled northwest for several days in a hurry, his horse galloping at full speed. This time, he did not stop or wander around. He mostly traveled through desolate wilderness roads. Because these places were rarely visited by people and there were no eyewitnesses, he naturally concealed his whereabouts in the martial arts world.
The world is vast, and the martial arts world is just a corner. After leaving the humid and hot Yunduan Mountains and entering the western wilderness, the herdsmen here have never heard of any Heavenly Ranking or Earthly Ranking. Their understanding of martial artists is limited to monks and masters.
Their lodgings were simple and their food was extremely limited, but they were still willing to give these three travelers on horseback a place to rest and let them have a bite of milk curd and barley cake, as if giving alms to strangers would not make their already difficult lives even more miserable.
Lin Zhuo disliked this place; there were some things he had only read about in history books, but now he was seeing them with his own eyes.
On the road, he met a rather hospitable slave owner who treated them to the best food and even chanted prayers for them. However, this polite and kind man was whipping the serfs with deformed limbs who were wearing iron shackles. There were also some bone rosaries and paper scriptures in the house.
Lin Zhuo couldn't explain to this person that serfs were also human beings; some simple truths simply didn't hold true in the remote Western regions.
Keeping slaves was perfectly normal here, just like raising livestock. Lin Zhuo asked to buy these slaves, and it went smoothly at first, but when it came to the last pair of young boys and girls, the family absolutely refused to budge.
Lin Zhuo asked, "Why won't you sell?"
"We need to keep them to breed!" The slave owner smiled innocently and explained, "We've sold them all. If we don't raise them at home, other families will laugh at us. Besides, the offspring will have to be used to supply the Buddha."
"————" Lin Zhuo fell silent upon hearing this, his face darkening, and slowly raised his palm.
After killing the slave owners and breaking their shackles, he declared these serfs free, but they prostrated themselves on the ground and wept as if facing imminent doom. For on this land, those who became slaves were slaves for life; without their masters, they were considered runaway slaves and could be executed at will.
They were crying because when they heard Lin Zhuo release them, they felt that they had already disobeyed the holy teachings and angered the gods and Buddhas, and that they would have to suffer in hell for ten thousand years after death.
Lin Zhuo could use his profound inner energy to temporarily hypnotize these desperate serfs, but the effects of the inner energy would eventually disappear.
"Junior sister, can you do me a favor?" He had a plan. He asked Shu Yuliu to perform a ritual to invoke the gods and hold a ceremony to pardon the serfs in the name of the gods.
The sacrificial ceremony went much better than expected; they were all beaming with joy, believing they were now completely free.
Lin Zhuo gave these serfs some money and grain, and asked them what their plans were for the future.
"With money, I can buy cows, sheep, and a few Langsheng (a type of livestock), and then I can be a master!"
"————" Lin Zhuo fell silent again, his face dark. He slowly raised his palm. These serfs had seen him kill people and were so frightened that they all prostrated themselves and begged for mercy. Even though they had no idea what they had done to anger this god-like savior, they had practiced kowtowing so much that it was second nature. They had survived the whipping for so many years with this move.
"Senior Brother." Shu Yuliu suddenly reached out and grabbed his large, burning hand, like a small anchor trying to hold back a massive ship. She called out again, "Senior Brother!"
Fang Qinghan was terrified. She felt a chill run down her spine for Shu Yuliu, wondering where this jovial senior uncle got such courage to ignore the terrifying and heavy atmosphere and stop a Grandmaster who was furious.
Lin Zhuo turned to look at her.
Only now did Shu Yuliu see that there was no anger in his eyes, only an indescribable sorrow. It turned out that this Lin Xueshou did not want to kill anyone.
"Senior brother, the road ahead is long and arduous."
"I know, I know. But time waits for no one." Lin Zhuo sighed, turned to gaze at the pristine white sacred mountain in the west, and said softly, "I honed my skills not to be hesitant and timid. If mountains and passes stand in my way, I will overcome them with all my might."
He released Shu Yuliu's hands, squatted down, and gently stroked the whip-scarred backs of these young serfs, using a little warm spiritual energy to soothe their fearful and painful bodies and minds.
"Get up, all of you. Get up." Lin Zhuo helped each of them up, wiping their grime-covered, dark faces. "I want you to follow me from now on, okay?"
"Great! You are our Bodhisattva!"
Do you believe me or not?
"Believe! You are our God!"
"Follow me, and I'll lead you to rescue more people like you—slaves, poor people. I'll also take all of you to kill the master, kill the Buddha, and kill the Great Hero Dharma King. Will you come with me?"
The slaves were initially terrified, but then they all nodded in agreement.
"Follow me! You have broken our shackles, you are the Golden Pearl Mami!"
Shu Yuliu watched Lin Zhuo smile in the crowd. The cold, thin wind of the desolate plateau whipped his hair and hair, and he stood there like a fluttering banner, with the bright white, continuous mountains on the distant horizon seemingly resting on his shoulders. Shu Yuliu was suddenly very happy for him, and like those freed people, he jumped up and down, clapping and cheering.
These people were so cheerful that even the usually aloof Fang Qingjun couldn't help but laugh. At the same time, she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear, because from this moment on, they would be facing the terrifying demonic sect that had been entrenched in the West for thousands of years. Ahead lay mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and one wrong move could mean certain death.
[Network notification: Team player "Fuyouyue" has triggered the quest - Slay Evil and Destroy Demons]
Slaying Evil and Demons: Defeating the Great Demonic Cult King "Zanfeng Ceremony Completed".
Difficulty: Purgatory Description: The current Demonic Cult's Dharma King is said to be the reincarnation of a high monk. He was intelligent and gifted from a young age. After only ten years of cultivation in the cult, he defeated all the masters. At the age of twenty, he entered the realm of Grandmaster. After a few months of training, he defeated all the Heavenly Kings and inherited the name of Dharma King. He is regarded as the number one person in the Great Demonic Cult after the Demon-Subduing Red Venerable. His great talent and ambition are destined to set off a great calamity in the martial arts world. You have decided to deal with this scourge ahead of time.
When the quest notification was triggered, the two teammates, who were far away in Shuanghe Prefecture, reacted differently.
Jin Xiaohu couldn't help but sigh, "Why are you so nosy? Why don't you just go and withdraw the money?"
Zhu Baixuan, however, had anticipated this and chuckled as he defended Lin Zhuo: "Given his temperament and character, how could he possibly not take this path? With his martial arts skills, why shouldn't he take this path?"
"Sigh, the cat is just worried about him—oh well, never mind him!" Jin Xiaohu crossed his arms, still looking angry.