473: Obtain the entry-level inheritance of the Drunken Sword Immortal! Others practice martial arts while I cultivate immortality?

Just as Lin Xuan was pondering how much genuine affection he truly held for the girl, the system in his mind provided him with a precise answer… [Ding—]

[Host’s favorability towards Su Qingge has significantly increased. Current assessment of deep love: “Deeply Devoted.”]

[Detected Host’s urgent desire to protect Tie Tie Mirroring target, triggering a special reward:]

[Drunken Sword Immortal 入門級傳承. (Entry-level inheritance of the Drunken Sword Immortal.)]

[Host, do you wish to accept the 灌頂傳承 (initiation inheritance) now?]

[Friendly reminder: This inheritance process involves an unconscious, comatose state. It is recommended that the Host accepts the 灌頂傳承 (initiation inheritance) in an undisturbed environment.]

[Friendly reminder: Based on the martial power level of the small world the Host is currently in, upon completion of this inheritance, it will be equivalent to the “Martial Arts Grandmaster” realm.]

[Friendly reminder: Drinking a mouthful of wine during combat can double the Host’s combat power.]

[Friendly reminder: Foundation Establishment is the first step for cultivators to embark on the path of immortality. Upon achieving this realm, cultivators not only experience a surge in strength, with every movement containing immense power, but also move with lightning speed, completely breaking free from human physical limitations and stepping into a non-human state. Those with exceptional talent will develop True Essence within their bodies, granting them the ability to draw spirit talismans and cast basic immortal spells.]

…???????

After hearing the system rewards in his mind, Lin Xuan was first stunned, then overcome with ecstasy.

Holy crap!

Others practice martial arts, while I cultivate immortality?

Although it’s only the basic entry-level realm for cultivators, no matter what, it’s still “immortal arts”?!

No matter how bad it is, compared to the martial artists in this world, even if both sides are at the exact same realm, “immortal” and “mortal” have a fundamental difference… And the [Drunken Sword Immortal] template, he particularly liked this character before he transmigrated, he didn’t expect to actually receive his inheritance now?

Originally, Lin Xuan was still planning to reluctantly use some Tie Tie points to exchange for a Grandmaster-level cultivation for self-defense.

He never expected… just as he was dozing off, the system sent him a pillow, perfectly suiting his intentions. (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

After accepting the inheritance, Lin Xuan estimated that even without relying on [Tie Tie Mirroring], his own strength alone would temporarily be enough to fight his elder brother-in-law to a draw.

He might even be able to suppress his elder brother-in-law after two mouthfuls of wine.

However, the protagonist can continuously cultivate and grow stronger. Unless he continues to receive initiation inheritance, once his elder brother-in-law breaks through to the Grandmaster realm, the Foundation Establishment realm might not be enough!

But it’s not a big problem. The current Foundation Establishment realm cultivation is sufficient for Lin Xuan to use. At least, he won’t be “ambushed” and knocked out again in a daze.

Anyway, it’s impossible for him to cultivate and improve his realm on his own; he’ll never cultivate in this life, it’s too boring and dull. Lin Xuan just wants to stick by his wife’s side… [Host, do you wish to accept the 灌頂傳承 (initiation inheritance) now?]

At this moment, the system’s inquiry came again.

“No.”

Looking at the deserted mountain wilderness, Lin Xuan refused without hesitation. o(￣ヘ￣o＃)

When accepting the initiation inheritance, he would fall into an unconscious, comatose state. He had to find a relatively safe place.

Thinking this, Lin Xuan took large strides and quickly walked towards his home… Bu Jiang Town, at this moment, was like a living hell.

Countless screams erupted, and more and more martial artists who were hiding were found by Jiang Yangping, their deaths too gruesome to behold.

“Hahahaha…”

“Just a little more, just a little more, and I’ll be able to break through again, reaching the peak of the Transformation Realm!”

“Indeed, this kind of cultivation method is what we martial artists should pursue! It’s much faster than cultivating in seclusion, hahahaha…”

“…”

On the silent streets of the town, Jiang Yangping’s insane laughter echoed.

Around him, more than a dozen dried corpses lay scattered, each face still bearing an indescribable terror… and incomprehension… Once, Jiang Yangping’s name resonated like thunder.

He was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, known for helping the weak and punishing the strong, deeply respected and loved by the world.

However, now, he was like a demon fallen from light into endless darkness.

Dressed in a blood-stained black robe, fluttering in the wind, every drop of splashed blood was the wail of an innocent person.

That once resolute and righteous face was now consumed by twisted madness, his eyes bloodshot, exuding a chilling ferocity.

To cultivate evil arts, he could devour people’s life force without batting an eye, using pain and despair as steps to advance.

The once righteous body had now become the embodiment of evil.

The once protective hands were now stained with the blood of innocents… Not far away, behind a huge stone pillar, a burly, thick-set man with hair as fluffy as a Golden Retriever’s mane was hiding.

Mad Lion.

He desperately covered his mouth and nose, his face filled with terror, afraid of making even the slightest sound.

Damn it!

This lunatic!

What kind of stimulation did he suffer to become so mad?

Fellow disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, may the poor monk die, not the fellow Taoists. If you want revenge, please don’t come looking for me… A trace of guilt unconsciously flashed through Mad Lion’s fear-filled eyes.

Just now, to escape from Jiang Yangping, he had to use a trick to divert trouble, leading Jiang Yangping into the hiding place of other sects.

He luckily escaped, but the group of people in the house all became his scapegoats.

Mad Lion was filled with remorse and decided to mourn for his “scapegoats” for two and a half seconds… Two and a half seconds later, Mad Lion suddenly woke up with a start, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

He noticed that at some point, the surroundings had become terrifyingly silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Quiet~~~

What’s going on?

Jiang Yangping’s laughter, why did it suddenly disappear???

Could it be that he left?

Yes! He must have gone to hunt other people. I need to quickly find another place to hide… In a dark corner, Mad Lion huddled, curled up behind a cold stone pillar, his body trembling with fear, his breathing rapid and disordered.

He was full of anticipation, thinking that the terrifying figure had already left.

So, he cautiously poked his head out.

However, in that instant, Mad Lion’s heart felt as if it had been fiercely clutched by an invisible giant hand.

He clearly saw… Jiang Yangping’s twisted and evil smiling face!!!!!

That smile was like a demon that had crawled out from the depths of hell, carrying endless savagery and cruelty.

“Well! Hello! There!”

Jiang Yangping’s eyes glowed with a chilling, blood-red light, like burning hellfire, threatening to incinerate Mad Lion’s soul.

The corners of his mouth curled upwards, forming an arc full of mockery and 戏谑 (playfulness), as if ridiculing the foolishness and helplessness of the person before him.

His face was shrouded in shadow, the faint outline like a dark mountain, heavy and oppressive, making one feel a suffocating despair.

His disheveled hair danced in the wind, like mad demonic snakes, wantonly displaying the frenzy and chaos within him.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

In Mad Lion’s world, only that evil smiling face remained, and endless fear like a tide completely engulfed him.

“Don’t come over ahhhhhh!!!!!!”

“…”