Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 200 - 199: Seeing Nangong Again

Chapter 200: Chapter 199: Seeing Nangong Again

Hundredfold stronger, tempestuous like a storm.

Just about to fall.

Even Lin Hao, upon taking this palm strike, would definitely suffer greatly.

But, Lin Hao had no intention of dodging at all.

The cup in his hand remained steady on all sides.

His expression was one of leisurely comfort.

"Huai Shian, I possess the complete Demon Planting Skill, and naturally, I have the Demon Seed in me as well; are you sure you wish to make a move against me?"

As Lin Hao finished speaking, Huai Shian’s palm had just reached his crown.

Lin Hao showed no resistance, no counterattack, and not the slightest intention to strike.

Yet, Huai Shian’s palm abruptly stopped.

It was visibly trembling.

Gradually, not only his hand, but his entire body and legs began to shake, and his facial expression was filled with horror.

At the same time.

At the center of Lin Hao’s forehead.

A faint black spot appeared.

This black speck, like a black star, was extremely conspicuous and eye-catching on his forehead,

Like a drop of ink on a clean sheet of paper.

In an instant, Huai Shian’s face changed again.

A few drops of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

"I will deliver the complete Demon Planting Skill to you in a few days. As for the Yuan, you do not have to think about it anymore, I’ve already given it to someone else."

"You should know this person, Lan Xiyue. If nothing unexpected happens, you will attend her wedding in a few days."

"At the wedding, I will be present. Will you attend or not?"

Leaving these meaningful words, Lin Hao then turned around and left.

Huai Shian still stood in place, seemingly digesting the revelation, until Lin Hao’s silhouette disappeared outside the door, then he slumped on the couch as if all strength had left his body:

"He is the Demon Lord..."

Huai Shian’s chief disciple, Cao Banyun, approached perplexedly and asked: "Master, just like that, you let him leave?"

He received no response; Huai Shian once again closed his eyes, saying nothing.

Now, his heart was already in turmoil.

Demon Planting Skill, is a type of Demon Skill.

But, at the beginning of the skill, there is a line.

To cultivate Demon Skill, one must serve the Demon Lord.

In other words, Demon Skills could accelerate his cultivation and make him stronger, but at the same time, his freedom would be stripped away.

Unless, the Demon Lord personally rescinds the demonic connection within him.

Decades had passed, and he had thought that there would no longer be any Demon Lords in this world.

Little did he expect, the Demon Lord would be a mere eighteen-year-old youth.

And he, must serve this youth!

Because, the Demon Seed, is the mark of the Demon Lord.

Under the heavens, it belongs solely to the Demon Lord.

With just a thought, the youth could claim his life at any time!

"From now on, do not bother Young Master Lin." Huai Shian gestured dispassionately, without opening his eyes, to Cao Banyun.

"This Demon Seed, is indeed quite useful."

Back at home, Lin Hao gave a wry smile.

This thing, inherently present in his body.

In his previous life, he revealed the Demon Seed, and Huai Shian immediately knelt before him, in this life, he subjugated Huai Shian again using the same method.

To help Huai Shian break through, Lin Hao had to gather this Demon Skill from a different plane.

As for the Demon Seed, Lin Hao rarely used it in his past life.

This item could aid in cultivation, but it would slowly consume a person’s nature, even Lin Hao, as the Immortal Emperor, couldn’t control it.

In his previous life, Lin Hao never understood how the Demon Seed came to be inside his body.

After being reborn, he had some ideas.

Perhaps, the Demon Seed was related to his origins.

However, Lin Hao still had no intentions of cultivating using the Demon Seed. It’s not an exaggeration to say that even without the Demon Seed, his cultivation speed in this life wouldn’t be inferior.

"The Mingyang Sect has been dealt with, next up is the Song Family, which is a bit troublesome."

Lin Hao knew that the Lan Family must have leaked his act of killing Song Decai; otherwise, given the Song Family’s capabilities, they would have soon found out about that night’s events. If it was not leaked, the Lan Family would be in trouble.

Lin Hao had never encountered this Lan Family in his previous life.

Whether dealing with the Song Family or the Lan Family, Lin Hao needed to make thorough preparations.

In the following two days, Lin Hao was in closed-door cultivation, implementing the full version of the Demon Skills he had written down in a shabby notebook which he then confidently sent out by courier.

Huai Shian was dumbfounded when he received the skills.

He considered it a treasure, yet Lin Hao sent it by courier, which left him speechless.

However, after his initial frustration, he was overjoyed and immediately went into seclusion. He also arranged for someone to send a hundred catties of Primordial Stones to Lin Hao as instructed.

Normally, the Mingyang Sect would never part with a hundred catties of Primordial Stones, but this time Huai Shian did not hesitate.

Upon receiving the Primordial Stones.

After absorbing them, Lin Hao successfully and effortlessly reached the Ninth Layer of Grandmaster.

Such speed.

If others knew, it would certainly startle them.

"If this were in the real realm, such speed would probably attract a lightning strike," Lin Hao muttered, "Pity, it’s still too slow to truly break through and become a Primordial Qi Master."

There weren’t enough Primordial Stones.

Lin Hao felt that if he wanted another breakthrough, this time he would need at least three thousand catties of Primordial Stones.

And even that might not be enough.

From what he understood, such a rate of consumption was definitely not something the Mingyang Sect could afford.

Feeling the power within his body, Lin Hao set out toward the Song Family.

Today was Song Guolong’s fiftieth birthday.

Lin Hao took the high-speed train and transferred, finally arriving in Jiangbei.

He looked slightly haggard.

Following the address on the invitation, Lin Hao soon took a taxi to a large hotel.

Compared to Binhai.

Whether it was the population, size, or wealth, Jiangbei was not inferior.

The hotel where Song Guolong was celebrating his birthday was not indoors but in the suburbs, within a specially developed tourist attraction.

Those who could book the whole venue here have always been either rich or noble.

Lin Hao was the only one who arrived by taxi.

In the parking lot, all he could see were luxury cars, and the guests arriving were all dressed in branded clothes and of high status.

Standing among the crowd, Lin Hao seemed out of place; even when he got out of the taxi, the hotel’s reception glanced at him and looked away, mistaking him for a staff member.

Approaching the hotel entrance, Lin Hao presented his invitation, and the staff at the door looked at him in surprise, "Is this invitation yours?"

"Yes," Lin Hao replied, "Is there a problem?"

"No, please go ahead." The staff member frowned slightly, thought for a moment, but said nothing else.

As long as there was an invitation, one could enter.

That was his job.

He didn’t want to get involved in anything more.

"Day... Hao, what are you doing here?" Just then, a voice came from behind.

Lin Hao turned around.

It was a woman.

This woman was none other than Nangong Wan’er, whom he had met in Binhai before.

Compared to her carefree appearance then.

Today, Nangong Wan’er seemed much more demure, totally different in image.

Her black hair draped over her shoulders like light gauze, her delicate features, long eyebrows, shiny black eyelashes, and eyes filled with a shining allure presented an extremely beautiful allure, all adorned in a simple white dress, exuding an ethereal elegance, presenting an aura of a well-bred young lady.

[Tomorrow the updates will resume to three a day, these few days of Dragon Boat Festival have exhausted me with family visits, also got dragged by cousins to watch the World Cup, which I hardly understand, sleeping in the early mornings and waking with a buzzing head, I fear I won’t write well, so tonight I’ll rest well and resume tomorrow. Wishing everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival.]

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