Chapter 241: Heavenly Lion Clan

One of the Sixteen Paths of Qingzhou, the Beast God Path.

The Beast God Path is a rather special region in Qingzhou.

Although a large number of Human Race cultivators gather here, most of the Human Race cultivators in this place are not pure-blooded!

They carry more or less some Yao Beast Bloodline in them, and their special cultivation Physiques are mostly related to Yao Beasts, such as the Dragon Blood Physique, Barbarian Bull Physique, and Beast King Physique—

Because of this, the cultivation Sects and Families of the Beast God Path often wander between humans and beasts.

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Heavenly Lion Clan.

Centennial Ancestor Worship Ceremony.

As the time for the ceremony approached, not only did many Yao Beast tribes come to worship, but many cultivators also came to offer tributes; such things could only be seen frequently in the Beast God Path.

“Finally almost there.”

The journey was long; it took three months for the Pine Leaf Squirrel and Lin Jing’s Clone to finally reach the Beast God Path.

The Grass and Tree Clone condensed with massive vitality or even by sacrificing Lifespan has this advantage: even across countless regions, there was still a deep connection between the Pine Leaf Squirrel and the Grass and Tree Clone, making it far more practical than ordinary Clone techniques.

Besides this connection, the two Clones currently carried Illusory Souls endowed with self-awareness by Lin Jing.

With these two layers of protection, the Clones could follow Lin Jing and the others’ commands even from a distance, rather than being like a Puppet that only knew how to execute fixed programs.

Except for the slightly poorer endurance, the difference from the true body wasn’t particularly large.

Da da da.

Lin Jing and the Pine Leaf Squirrel’s Illusory Bodies walked along a forest path when the sound of a horse galloping suddenly came from behind. A carriage quickly passed by Lin Jing. Lin Jing didn’t mind; with the Heavenly Lion Clan’s ceremony approaching, many cultivators were coming to present gifts. He had seen many along the way, but this carriage slowed down and eventually stopped as it went,

making Lin Jing smile.

“Is this Fellow Daoist also heading to the Heavenly Lion Clan?” After a moment, a chubby Daoist on the carriage lifted the curtain and asked Lin Jing.

“Yes.” Lin Jing replied simply. The chubby Daoist laughed: “I sense you should be a pure-blooded Human Race; then you must be like this humble Daoist, going there to’seek blood,’ right?”

“Meeting is fate. Why not come up and sit? We can go together.”

Lin Jing’s Illusory Body looked at the other party calmly: a chubby Daoist at Foundation Establishment Perfection, a horse at the Qi Training Stage, and an old man disguised as a Qi Training coachman who was hiding a cultivation level of Core Formation Middle Stage.

“Thank you.” Lin Jing nodded and boarded the carriage. On the carriage, the chubby Daoist said, “Sigh,

“The competition in the Beast God Path is too fierce. Pure-blooded Human Race simply can’t survive here. I’m not going to be human anymore either.”

“This humble Daoist is from Tianyun Temple on Cangyun Mountain. I wonder where Fellow Daoist is from?”

“Just a Loose Cultivator,” Lin Jing replied.

“A Loose Cultivator???” The chubby Daoist was surprised and said, “Then Fellow Daoist has a good Opportunity. I wonder what supreme treasure you plan to offer to the Heavenly Lion Clan?”

“After I tell you, will it be easier for you to decide whether to strike and snatch it?” Lin Jing chuckled. “The Soul Confusion Incense in this carriage is a bit too weak for me. I’ve been eating poisonous mushrooms for years, and back in the Qi Training Stage, I ate Soul Confusion Pills like candy.”

What on earth? The chubby Daoist’s expression changed, and he suddenly revealed a sinister smile, striking at Lin Jing with his palm.

Bang!

Lin Jing also struck out with a palm. As their palms met, the carriage exploded into countless fragments. The chubby Daoist was sent flying by Lin Jing’s slap, spitting out blood, his body feeling like it was falling apart.

“Vajra Palm?”

The chubby Daoist spat out three words before falling unconscious.

“Old man, aren’t you going to strike yet?” Lin Jing looked at the coachman.

“When did you notice?” The coachman turned to look at Lin Jing.

“Your illusion technique is too poor,” Lin Jing said slowly. “I heard that every time the Heavenly Lion Clan holds a ceremony, many cultivators from the Beast God Path offer rare tributes in hopes that the Heavenly Lion Clan will bestow a drop of beast blood to transform them into a Sky Lion Physique, making them outer members of the Heavenly Lion Clan.”

“However, the Heavenly Lion Clan has extremely high requirements for tributes, so those who come to offer gifts must carry supreme treasures.”

“At such times, it naturally gives rise to many Bandit Cultivators. Unfortunately, your luck is quite bad, attempting to rob this young master.”

“Today, I’ll send you to see the Buddha.”

“A mere Foundation Establishment ant—” The Core Formation old man suddenly lunged, but it wasn’t long before he died violently on the spot.

Lin Jing picked up the Storage Pouch, investigated it, and then sighed.

“Qingzhou is indeed better; much better than the Ancient Kingdom. In three months of travel, I’ve already encountered eight robbery attempts, and the harvest has been quite bountiful!”

“Too bad. My Clones will most likely die violently at the Heavenly Lion Clan later. I’ll just bury these treasures for now and see if there’s a chance to retrieve them in the future.”

Along the way, when encountering those with ill intentions, Lin Jing’s choice was to rob them back if he could win, or if he couldn’t, to strengthen his illusions, hide, and escape using spatial techniques.

He didn’t maintain an extreme state of concealment the whole time, as that consumed too much energy. After all, they were just Clones,

without the endurance of the original body.

However, when the two Illusory Bodies finally arrived outside the Heavenly Lion Clan’s territory, they no longer saved their power.

Lin Jing didn’t enter according to the gift-giving process. Instead, he strengthened the illusions and followed other gift-givers into the Heavenly Lion Clan’s Secret Realm “openly,” with no one noticing the entire time.

Since they had reached their destination, consuming a bit more didn’t matter.

“I wonder if we’ll see the ‘Sky Lion Saintess’ at this ceremony.”

“Probably, but don’t even think about the Sky Lion Saintess’s grace. Unless an Imperial Grade Strong Clan joins them, it’s hard to enjoy the Longevity Blood—”

Lin Jing entered the Sky Lion Secret Realm along with several beast-blood cultivators. These people discussed the Sky Lion Saintess during their conversation.

Lin Jing’s expression was calm. This Sky Lion Saintess referred to the Longevity Physique being kept like livestock by the Heavenly Lion Clan.

The outside world all knew that this Longevity Physique was blood food raised by the Heavenly Lion Clan.

However, the Heavenly Lion Clan gave this Longevity Physique a very grand title, calling her a grace bestowed by heaven upon the Heavenly Lion Clan, thus the Sky Lion Saintess.

Using this “heavenly grace,” the Heavenly Lion Clan could produce a large amount of Longevity Blood and flesh every year to trade for interests with strong clans.

“According to what Eldest Senior Sister said, this Longevity Physique raised by the Heavenly Lion Clan is already a thousand years old.”

“In a thousand years, her Realm seems to still be at the Golden Core Early Stage.”

“This Realm is controlled very well. Yao Emperor level experts wouldn’t look twice at the flesh and blood of a Golden Core Stage Longevity Physique, and those at lower levels can’t snatch her away.”

“So, even though the Heavenly Lion Clan has kept this Longevity Physique for a thousand years, no accidents have occurred—”

“Although I don’t have the power to rescue this unlucky fellow with the same Physique as mine, since I’m here, I wonder if I can meet her—”

Lin Jing gradually drifted away from this group of beast-blood cultivators and began to wander aimlessly through the Heavenly Lion Clan’s Secret Realm while maintaining his illusion.