Chapter 461: Blood Oath 2
Chapter 461 Chapter 460 Blood Oath 2 (1/3)
Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
Lin Qi interrupted Jian Wuming.
He lowered his head and carefully studied the youth lying on the grass.
Distant memories and an undeniable stirring of bloodline surged together.
Letting Lin Qi know.
That final puzzle piece leading to the worst possible outcome had still appeared.
The source of the Cyclops' innate resentment toward him — he finally knew it as well.
“Sigh.”
Lin Qi let out a heavy sigh, no longer concealing his form, and stepped down from the sky.
The youth lying on the grass sensed Lin Qi's appearance and warily flipped to his feet.
Looking at Lin Qi descending from the sky like an immortal.
Azure Daoist Robe, ethereal and transcendent.
It perfectly matched every fantasy the youth held of immortals.
So the youth forcibly suppressed his excitement and, without a shred of hesitation, bowed his head and prostrated before Lin Qi.
“Immortal above, this mountain wildling and common mortal wishes to take the Immortal as Master.”
“Even if it's just as a fire-tending boy.”
“I beg the Immortal to pity my heart seeking the Dao and grant me immortal fate.”
“Immortal fate? Aren't you afraid I'm a demonic head?”
Lin Qi's gaze was indifferent as he spoke calmly.
The youth's pupils constricted slightly, but he immediately said loudly.
“Whether the Daoist is immortal or demon.”
“Since fate has allowed me to meet the Daoist today.”
“Then it is this boy's destiny.”
“As long as I can enter the Daoist's tutelage and cultivate, that is this boy's greatest fortune.”
“Even if I must brave boiling water and tread through fire, I will not refuse even ten thousand deaths!”
“You certainly know how to talk.”
Lin Qi's tone was indifferent as he looked toward the crude thatched hut nearby.
“Did you build this yourself?”
“You make the Immortal laugh.”
The youth answered cautiously, restraining himself while trying to display his talent.
“But as the saying goes, though this is a humble abode, its virtue is fragrant.”
“Though this boy lives in this crude thatched hut, my heart toward cultivation and the Dao is visible to heaven and earth, witnessed by the sun and moon.”
Lin Qi said nothing, only quietly watching the youth rack his brains to present himself before him.
A sixteen-year-old youth, just at the age of a first-year high schooler.
Suddenly one day transported to another world, without a system or golden finger.
Being able to survive in the wilderness and live until now — that alone had likely used up all his strength.
Now meeting an immortal like him descending to the world, and still barely managing to stay composed.
Lin Qi felt he was indeed worthy of being him.
Only, what a pity.
Lin Qi suddenly raised a finger, and a spark of firelight bloomed.
Under the youth's horrified gaze.
The flame, like a dragon, instantly landed on the thatched hut the youth had struggled so hard to build.
Fire rose, the hut was destroyed. The blazing flames reflected on Lin Qi's face, making his eyes seem to be spewing fire.