"Where is Elder Long?" The middle-aged man did not dwell on this question, but asked instead.
"Elder Long went out. I don't know where he went. However, Cult Master, shouldn't the establishment of the branch here be handed over now? This was originally your mission." Zhang Peng said directly, showing little respect for this Cult Master.
"True enough. Let's go, let's hand over the mission." The middle-aged man did not care. He waved his hand without even glancing at Wang Lin.
Zhang Peng immediately made a gesture of invitation and left Wang Lin's room with Zhongli Wu and those three hunched black-robed figures.
"They left." Zhang Jian, who had been hiding behind Wang Lin, finally reacted at this moment. He hurriedly walked in front of Wang Lin and naturally noticed the two streams of crimson nosebleed flowing from Wang Lin.
"Brother Lin, are you okay?" Zhang Jian asked with concern.
"I'm fine." Wang Lin shook his head. Noticing Zhang Jian's legs were still trembling, he waved his hand to indicate he was fine and raised his hand to wipe away the nosebleed.
The two soul rings that had emerged from his body due to instinct were retracted. Only the azure-gold mark shone with a faint light.
That was the Life Magic Wand releasing life force to nourish his damaged spiritual sea. The crude blue square frame appeared in Wang Lin's vision.
[Name: Wang Lin]
[Martial Soul: Brain (Mutated)]
[Cultivation: Level 29 {19%}]
[Mental Power: Level 33 {88%}]
[Techniques: Advanced Meditation Method (Proficient) {81%}, Eight Vajra Body Technique (Mastered) {34%}]
[Soul Ring: Yellow (642 years), Purple (1000 years)]
[Spiritual Artifact: Magic Wand · Stage 1 {38%}]
Looking at the data on the Attribute Panel, Wang Lin's mood immediately turned somewhat gloomy. Although that strike just now didn't hit him physically, it had a significant impact on him.
He looked up at the closed door, and the name of that middle-aged man surged into his heart at this moment.
"Zhongli Wu!"
The only person Zhang Peng would call Cult Master, as far as Wang Lin knew, was Zhongli Wu, a Super Douluo with a cultivation of level ninety-eight.
Although that strike didn't hit Wang Lin's body, it firmly bombarded the mental barrier Wang Lin released instinctively.
It easily shattered the mental barrier and simultaneously affected Wang Lin's spiritual sea, causing damage to it.
The mental power data on the Attribute Panel dropping from eighty-eight percent to seventy-nine percent was the manifestation of damaged mental power.
If not for the Spiritual Artifact—the Life Magic Wand—instinctively overdrafting and releasing a lot of life force to perform emergency repairs on the spiritual sea when it was damaged, the situation might be even worse now.
The overdraft of life force caused slight damage to the Spiritual Artifact itself, which was why the percentage behind it decreased by three percent.
More importantly, the damage to the Spiritual Artifact affected its original efficacy. With the life force diffused by the Life Magic Wand under the nourishment of his soul power...
His cultivation speed had significantly improved; otherwise, he wouldn't have broken through to level twenty-nine in just two days.
But now that the life force in the Spiritual Artifact was overdrafted, this auxiliary cultivation effect wouldn't recover in a short time.
The impact was undeniably significant. He had originally planned to cultivate to level thirty within twenty days, and then ask his newly acknowledged cheap master, Long Xiaoyao, to take him hunting for souls to test whether this cheap master was competent.
"Damn it!" Wang Lin cursed in a low voice and said: "Go back to your room first, Zhang Jian. By the way, don't let anyone disturb me."
"Okay, Brother Lin." Zhang Jian nodded immediately upon hearing this. Without saying more, he walked out of Wang Lin's room tremblingly and closed the door in passing.
Once Zhang Jian left, Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the bed, sinking his mind into his spiritual sea. He controlled the soul power in his body to cooperate with the life force released by the Life Magic Wand to begin repairing and nourishing the damaged spiritual sea.
...
Night fell, and a round moon hung high in the sky.
Inside a pure white ocean, the figure of a small person condensed from Wang Lin's mental power looked left and right in this ocean. After confirming there were no problems.
"Phew!"
He breathed a sigh of relief immediately. It had to be said, as expected of the Spiritual Artifact left and modified by Elder Yi, its efficacy was impressive.
[Mental Power: Level 33 {88%}]
Confirming that the data on the Attribute Panel had recovered, Wang Lin's consciousness left the spiritual sea directly. He opened his eyes, and his gray eyes scanned the entire room.
Finally stopping in front of the desk, Wang Lin spoke.
"Master, you've waited a long time."
As Wang Lin's voice fell, a tall figure in the darkness stood up directly from the desk, and an aged voice rang out.
"Were you cultivating?"
As he spoke, the figure suddenly raised his hand and flicked, tapping directly on the soul tool lamp switch in the room.
Click!
Soft white light immediately illuminated the entire room. Wang Lin had already gotten off the bed by now. He shook his head and answered truthfully.
"No, I was repairing my damaged spiritual sea."
"Is it repaired?" Long Xiaoyao continued to ask, not asking why Wang Lin's spiritual sea was damaged.
"It's done, no more problems." Wang Lin nodded, not saying why his spiritual sea was damaged.
"That's good. This is compensation for you." As Long Xiaoyao spoke, he raised his hand and took out a small cyan knife from his storage soul tool, tossing it directly to Wang Lin.
The cyan knife landed in his hand. What entered his eyes were dragon-shaped reliefs on both sides of the knife. There seemed to be faint rust stains on it, but it didn't look like real rust; it was ancient and majestic.
Green Wind Condensed Gold. Good stuff, keep it! Electrolux's voice rang out in Wang Lin's ear the moment the cyan knife entered his hand.
"Okay, Elder Yi." Wang Lin replied in his heart.
He looked up at Long Xiaoyao and asked: "Master, what is this?"
"A Listed Carving Knife, the fifty-ninth ranked Dark Azure Dragon. It was obtained accidentally during Zhongli Wu's mission. He injured you, so this is your compensation now. Keep it safe."
Long Xiaoyao explained, as if talking about an insignificant matter.
It really was Zhongli Wu!?
"But Master, what do I need a carving knife for?" Although he said that, the movements of Wang Lin's hands were not slow at all. While speaking, he directly put the Dark Azure Dragon into his storage soul tool.
"It will be used in the future." Long Xiaoyao watched Wang Lin's smooth action without saying much, but asked instead.
"Tell me about your martial soul again?"
Wang Lin didn't dwell on what Long Xiaoyao meant by "it will be used in the future" and answered.
"First Martial Soul, Brain, with two soul rings attached. Second Martial Soul, Life Magic Wand, no soul rings attached. My cultivation focuses on the First Martial Soul."
Wang Lin answered "truthfully". Although Long Xiaoyao misunderstood the Spiritual Artifact, the Life Magic Wand, as his martial soul, it wasn't easy to explain.
He hadn't even figured out the Spiritual Artifact himself, so how could he explain it to Long Xiaoyao? Moreover, as long as he didn't attach soul rings to the Life Magic Wand, the secret wouldn't be exposed.
Elder Yi had guaranteed this point.