Chapter 241 I Want It All

"Sect Master Zhang, how about I exchange this with you?"

Seeing how tough Zhang Zhidao was, Ye Lin stretched out his right hand, and a black long sword slowly formed in his right hand.

"What is this thing?"

Seeing this black sword, Zhang Zhidao's face was full of doubts.

He was in the early stage of the golden elixir, so he could only feel the aura of destruction contained in the black long sword, but could not sense anything else.

"This is the result of the concentration of my sword intention in my life. If any of you in the background are not too stupid, you can basically enter the Nascent Soul stage. This is the realization of my sword intention in my life. How about it?"

"Besides, this formation must have gone through millions of years. Whether it can exert the power of the God Transformation Realm, only you, Sect Master Zhang, know."

"If you can't trap me, the legacy of your Immortal Killing Sect will be destroyed in your hands. Besides, you don't want the tens of thousands of years of Immortal Killing Sect's legacy to be destroyed in your hands, right?"

"What's more, this treasure is kept here. How about replacing it with a powerful one at the Nascent Soul Stage?"

After Ye Lin finished speaking, Zhang Zhidao fell into deep contemplation.

Ye Lin is right. Today's Immortal Killing Sect lacks top combat power and a Nascent Soul stage overhaul.

Otherwise, any Nascent Soul Stage monk can figure it out.

If their family had a Nascent Soul stage overhaul, they would not have to be submissive and could develop rapidly.

Moreover, the inheritance that has lasted for thousands of years has not been interrupted, and the experience accumulated from one generation to another is extremely terrifying.

With the addition of the Nascent Soul Stage Overhaul, it can expand rapidly, annex the surrounding forces, and increase its foundation again, as long as it gets one more genius disciple.

By then, the Immortal Killing Sect will surely usher in glory.

In addition, the current situation of the war is not obvious. If they lose, the Immortal Slayer Sect will definitely be reduced to cannon fodder.

Seeing Zhang Zhidao's silence, Ye Lin chuckled inwardly.

Thinking, this is a good thing, think about it slowly.

Treasures are only called treasures if they can be used. If they are not used, they are just a pile of scrap metal.

Using this scrap metal to exchange for a Nascent Soul stage battle power is a profit, not a loss.

"How is it? What do you think, Sect Master Zhang?"

"I also know a little bit about formation techniques. In its heyday, your formation can indeed kill a Nascent Soul Stage monk, and even a Soul Transformation Stage monk can be trapped to death."

"But now, at best, I can only use the peak Nascent Soul combat power, but the Nascent Soul peak combat power cannot trap me. Once I escape from the trap, what will greet your Immortal Slayer Sect will be destruction."

"I can even threaten a real person in the realm of gods, but you, a mere Immortal Slayer, are simply not enough."

"Sect Leader Zhang, my patience is limited, please give me an accurate answer."

Seeing that Zhang Zhidao remained silent, Ye Lin dropped another bombshell.

This bombshell made Zhang Zhidao unable to breathe.

If Ye Lin was talking to him peacefully before, now it was an obvious threat.

The only thing he can rely on now is this formation.

Once he takes action, there are only two endings, either the Immortal Killing Sect is destroyed, or Ye Lin dies. However, Ye Lin's origin is unknown. Once his identity is huge, their Immortal Killing Sect will still be destroyed.

If he talks to He Qiqi, he will at most lose the treasure that has been passed down by the Immortal Slayer Sect for millions of years, and even he doesn't know what is in this treasure.

There is only a saying that if the Immortal Slayer Sect does not have Tianjiao disciples, it cannot be opened.

Obviously, these five treasures are used to cultivate geniuses.

I don’t know whether the Immortal Killing Sect’s luck was exhausted in ancient times or something else. Generations of Masters of the Immortal Killing Sect have waited for millions of years, but they still haven’t found a talented disciple.

"I...I promise."

After Zhang Zhidao finished speaking, Ye Lin showed a smile and said yes.

"Good, wise choice."

After Ye Lin finished speaking, he handed the small sword in his hand to Zhang Zhidao.

"I already know the physical condition of the guy in the back mountain. His talent is not good, so he wanted to forcefully comprehend the artistic conception. But in the end, due to talent issues, he was trapped at the peak of the Golden Core, unable to make any progress."

"His background can already break through the Nascent Soul stage, but he is too ambitious and thinks too highly of himself."

"There are only two endings waiting for him now, either he can comprehend the artistic conception and step into the Nascent Soul stage, or he can be trapped to death."

"This will be of great use to him. If you give this to him, he will definitely break through the Nascent Soul stage within three days."

Zhang Zhidao took the small sword condensed by Ye Lin and bowed to Ye Lin.

"Thank you, senior."

Seeing Zhang Zhidao like this, Ye Lin nodded.

The one in the back mountain is actually very simple, and his background can completely break through the Nascent Soul stage, but he thinks too highly of himself and wants to understand the artistic conception in the Golden Core stage.

But his own understanding was not enough, and he was trapped to death in the golden elixir stage, trapped to death by his inner demons.

If you don't break this inner demon, you will still be in the golden elixir stage until your death.

The key to getting rid of inner demons is to understand the artistic conception.

"Since Sect Leader Zhang has agreed, please open this restriction."

Ye Lin looked at the five wooden boxes in front of him and said softly.

There are restrictions on the Divine Transformation Realm on this wooden box. He cannot forcefully break the restrictions imposed by the Divine Transformation Realm monks.

"good."

Zhang Zhidao nodded, came to the wooden box, quickly made seals with his hands, and punched the magic spells into the wooden box one after another.

The method of opening this wooden box has been passed down by the previous sect masters of the Immortal Killing Sect, but the ancestral motto is that the Immortal Killing Sect is not allowed to open it unless it has a talented disciple.

So now, he has made a decision that is extremely contrary to his ancestors.

Every pinch was so heavy.

Crack, crack.

At this moment, the five wooden boxes simultaneously transmitted the sound of crackling, and the restrictions of the Transformation Realm on them were completely broken.

Zhang Zhidao was full of expectation, and he also wanted to see what was inside.

But the next moment, the five wooden boxes disappeared.

"Master Zhang, the transaction is completed, and I should leave."

"By the way, your Zhanxian Sect has been passed down for millions of years, and its luck has reached its peak. Within three years, there will definitely be a supreme genius standing above tens of millions of people in your Zhanxian Sect."

"And your Zhanxian Sect will also rise from now on."

At this time, Ye Lin said with a smile.

This is not something he made up, in this world, luck really exists.

Zhanxian Sect has been passed down for millions of years. If he said that there is no huge luck to protect it, he would never believe it.

And how huge is the luck accumulated for millions of years? Once it breaks out, Zhanxian Sect will surely rise.

This also fulfilled Ye Lin's words. A hundred years later, a disciple holding a spear suddenly appeared. One person, one spear, suppressed the entire East Continent. No one in the same level could fight him.

And this person claimed to be the one who revived the Zhanxian Sect. In the end, he led the Zhanxian Sect to become the overlord of East Continent, and finally crossed the ocean to Zhongzhou, creating a glorious record.

One shot broke the gate of heaven, and finally stepped on the road to heaven and ascended to become an immortal.

Of course, this is also a later story.

"I hope everything is so."

Hearing Ye Lin's words, Zhang Zhidao sighed.

Their Zhanxian Sect has been silent for a long time, and they have been waiting for a top genius who can lead the Zhanxian Sect to rise.

The disciples they have accepted for millions of years are all straw bags, even straw bags.

This makes the Zhanxian Sect masters from generation to generation extremely desperate, and even die with their eyes open.