Eternal Life from Talisman Painting-Chapter 188 - 139: To Root Out Evil, Cut Off All Ties

The sky was gloomy, with a fine drizzle falling.

As numerous Tribulation Cultivators were rounded up, Celestial Profound City became lively.

"I heard these Tribulation Cultivators were all bewitched by Li Huo Palace."

"Damn it, these people caused us so much trouble."

"Who says otherwise? They seemed to be with us openly, but secretly they had already joined Li Huo Palace. Ugh!"

"Go check it out quickly, I heard the Chen Family, with its two Foundation Establishments, has run into bad luck."

"All the descendants and family members of cultivators who colluded with Li Huo Palace have been expelled."

Some were rejoicing while others were worried, as many cultivators had, at one time, succumbed to greed and played the part of a Tribulation Cultivator.

This time, Celestial Profound City made a big move, with two Li Huo Palace Cultivators' corpses provided by Lin Chang'an now hanging in the city.

And after countless Tribulation Cultivators were subjected to Soul Search, every family member involved was hung in cages, suffering in pain and crying in agony.

Tribulation Cultivators had disturbed Celestial Profound City for so many years; this major purge shocked countless Loose Cultivators.

No less than seventeen Foundation Establishment Cultivators were involved.

To think these were all high and mighty Foundation Establishment Cultivators, considered ancestors in small regions.

...

Outside the city, with a fine drizzle, a chill wind blew, heightening the autumn atmosphere.

"Yingying, what do you think our parents want us to do by following Uncle Lin out here? With our cultivation level..."

Shen Fan scratched his head, full of confusion, while Lin Chang'an, riding a Broken-Horned Cyan-Horned Bull, squinted his eyes, leisurely resting with his eyes closed.

Yet, the clever Wei Yingying seemed to have guessed something, her expression somewhat awkward. She whispered in a low voice:

"Brother Fan, don't ask. Uncle Lin is in a bad mood. Remember, whoever he tells you to kill, just kill."

Hearing this, Shen Fan scratched his head, looking puzzled.

Lin Chang'an, traveling on the bull's back, didn't open his eyes, but upon hearing their conversation, he teased:

"Your Uncle Lin isn't that petty. This time I brought you two juniors out because your parents want you to experience the survival ways of the Immortal Cultivation Realm."

Under Lin Chang'an's calm voice, Shen Fan was bewildered, and Wei Yingying's embarrassed smile hid her inner disdain.

Pretending not to be petty.

Considering the Broken-Horn of the Cyan-Horned Bull and Lin Chang'an on its back, continuously polishing the chipped Cyan Bamboo Sword.

Wei Yingying vaguely guessed something.

This scene did not escape Lin Chang'an's eyes, but his expression remained indifferent.

The incident with Tribulation Cultivators in Celestial Profound City led Shen Lie and Lu Qingqing, along with Erniu and Wei Buyi, to inquire about him, unexpectedly seeing the Broken-Horn of the Cyan-Horned Bull.

And just as Lin Chang'an was about to leave, the four of them, having lived long enough, were not foolish.

Yet Lu Qingqing was the smarter one, gritting her teeth and suggesting letting the two young ones at home help with leading the bull.

Wei Buyi felt a heartache upon hearing this, but he also understood Lu Qingqing did it for their good.

"This Junior Sister Lu is truly willing."

Lin Chang'an chuckled, shaking his head. He would take care of the two juniors as much as possible.

Today, it was about teaching the two juniors the survival ways of the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

"But this Fellow Daoist Song has quite a good character."

Lin Chang'an unobtrusively glanced at the opposite hill.

On the opposite hill, Song Tingfeng smiled upon seeing him.

"This Fellow Daoist Lin really deserves to have escaped from the Tribulation Cultivators."

Song Tingfeng chuckled lightly, and the Foundation Establishment Cultivator behind him nodded, saying:

"Those who make it among Loose Cultivators are always tough; this Talisman Master Lin is not simple."

"Indeed, escaping from that Poison Demon is no small feat."

A team of Celestial Profound City's elite gathered behind, led by several Foundation Establishment Cultivators, each nodding in praise.

Many Loose Cultivators had escaped from the Tribulation Cultivators; coming for revenge was normal.

Song Tingfeng also nodded calmly.

"Keep a close watch, don't let our fellow Celestial Profound City cultivators get harmed."

"Yes!"

Celestial Profound City let go of those Tribulation Cultivators' families and descendants, but they couldn't care less for those harmed families and descendants.

No, it should be their responsibility to protect these Celestial Profound City Cultivators' safety.

After all, they all held deep-seated hatred against Li Huo Palace, they were on the same side.

At this point, many bound Tribulation Cultivators looked down from the rain with eyes full of regret and complex emotions.

Among them was Chen Wen.

...

On the opposite hill, Lin Chang'an was fully aware.

He had long been on Li Huo Palace's bounty list, not to mention his cultivation technique allowed escape to other countries, joining Li Huo Palace was impossible.

"They're here."

Seeing a group of disheartened figures walking through the rain in the distance, Shen Fan couldn't help but speak anxiously, especially as he noticed elderly and children among them.

He had a straightforward character but wasn't foolish. With Wei Yingying's reminder, he also guessed something.

The autumn rain felt chilly.

In front of the hill, Lin Chang'an calmly watched as a hunched figure slowly approached.

"Fellow Daoist Lin."

A hoarse, weak voice echoed. The newcomer was none other than the grey-haired Chen Qing, reminiscing his glory during his Foundation Establishment days.

Merely twenty years had passed.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, with the autumn chill, drink this glass of wine to warm you on your journey."

At this moment, Lin Chang'an seemed to be here to bid farewell.

The hunched Chen Qing smiled hoarsely in despair, pleading:

"Fellow Daoist Lin, can't you show some leniency?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen, it's not our first day as Loose Cultivators, how did we get here? By reasoning? Or by being soft-hearted!"