It was not yet time for Lin Jing to grieve, as Huang Qingling spoke directly:
âLin Jing, lay Zhang Yuan down.â
âStand guard for me in a moment, and donât let anyone disturb me.â
Huang Qinglingâs expression was more serious than ever before.
Lin Jing was stunned for a moment, somewhat at a loss.
But he still nodded, gently placed Zhang Yuan on the ground, then stepped aside.
Once Lin Jing had moved away, Huang Qingling hurriedly sat down next to Zhang Yuanâs body.
Then, Huang Qinglingâs hands crossed over each other.
Next, her lips moved slightly as she silently chanted a spell.
At that moment, countless colorful lights emanated from Huang Qinglingâs body.
There were nine colors in this radiance, each extraordinarily bright and dazzling.
As Huang Qingling continued her incantations, the radiance of the nine colors around her grew even more vibrant.
Eventually, the light enveloped both Huang Qingling and Zhang Yuanâs body.
Lin Jing, who stood outside, could see nothing.
At this time, following Huang Qinglingâs instructions, Lin Jing became vigilant, looking around to ensure Huang Qingling was not disturbed.
It didnât take long, perhaps a quarter of an hour, for the nine-colored light to slowly weaken and, after a while, it vanished completely.
Lin Jing quickly turned to look, and at that time, Huang Qinglingâs face was extremely pale, and her aura was also incredibly weak.
Just then, as Huang Qingling could no longer hold herself up and was about to fall, Lin Jing hurried over to support her.
At this moment, Lin Jing turned his attention back to Zhang Yuan.
He saw that the wounds on Zhang Yuanâs body had miraculously healed completely.
Lin Jing was shocked, then looked incredulously towards Huang Qingling.
Following this, he extended his hand towards Zhang Yuanâs wrist.
However.
Zhang Yuanâs body was cold, his pulse still quiet.
âThisâ¦â
Lin Jing turned to look at Huang Qingling again.
Huang Qingling spoke weakly:
âAll I could do is this. Whether he can come back to life depends on his fateâ¦â
Lin Jing immediately understood.
Then he asked Huang Qingling:
âFellow Daoist Qing Ling, what spell is this? Can it truly resurrect the dead?â
âAnd, how do you know such things?â
If this truly were a resurrection spell, that would be extraordinary.
The entire Cultivation World would be stirred by it.
If word came out, it would also bring tremendous calamity to Huang Qingling.
Huang Qingling forced a smile, but her face was too pale, making the smile appear quite tragicâ¦
âThese are my secrets. You will know them in timeâ¦â
Knowing that these were Huang Qinglingâs secrets, Lin Jing nodded and did not ask further.
Following that.
Lin Jing hurriedly circulated his cultivation technique, channeling spiritual power into Huang Qinglingâs body to help her recover as quickly as possible.
Almost another quarter of an hour passed.
With the help of Lin Jing, Huang Qinglingâs complexion finally returned to normal.
Her aura had also stabilized.
At this moment, Huang Qingling turned to look at Lin Jing with a half-smiling expression:
âYouâre not at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, are you?â
Obviously, Huang Qingling had noticed this while Lin Jing was channeling spiritual power.
Lin Jing, somewhat embarrassed, scratched his head and said:
âYes!â
âI am actually at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, but for some reasons, I prefer not to reveal my true cultivation level.â
Huang Qingling nodded, then after thinking for a bit, said:
âYou are concealing your cultivation level with The Hidden Dragon Pendant of the Azure Moon, arenât you?â
Lin Jing nodded, replying:
âYesâ¦â
âAnd itâs thanks to the jade pendant from Fellow Daoist Qing Ling that I can better conceal my cultivation level.â
Huang Qingling then spoke again:
âI know you must, like me, have your own secrets, and I wonât ask, nor will I tell anyone else.â
Lin Jing hurriedly said to Huang Qingling:
âThank you, Fellow Qingling!â
At this point, Huang Qingling gave Lin Jing a look and then corrected him:
âIâve said it before, just call me Qinglingâ¦â
Perhaps because they had both revealed some secrets to each other, Lin Jing felt that their relationship seemed to have moved a step closer.
âItâs a habit, Iâll definitely remember from now onâ¦â Lin Jing quickly said.
â¦â¦
Just then.
Elder Bai and the Zhang Family Patriarch were fighting and retreating, and they were once again heading in Lin Jingâs direction.
Lin Jing looked up and saw Elder Bai standing in midair, confronting the Zhang Family Patriarch.
At this moment, his body was covered in numerous wounds, and the Magical Treasure he held, engraved with countless secret inscriptions, was also riddled with cracks.
However, even though Elder Bai appeared to be in a sorry state, his eyes were extremely calm, staring directly at the Zhang Family Patriarch as if he had everything under control.
On the other hand, things didnât look so good for the Zhang Family Patriarch. His gaze was gloomy, his breath was disordered, and even the Demonic Qi around him was intermittent and unstable.
âHehâ¦heh hehâ¦â
The Zhang Family Patriarch suddenly cracked a dry laugh.
Afterward, he said breathlessly:
âElder Bai, had WÇ CÇi not self-destructed and wounded me, you would never have been my match, no matter what.â
âYou have no ideaâ¦â
âYou donât know just how powerful these Demonic Techniques are.â
âI really didnât want to use this moveâ¦â
âToday, Iâll let you witness the true power of these Demonic Techniques.â
Having said that.
The Zhang Family Patriarch suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, which immediately gathered in midair and transformed into a drop of black blood that flew straight into the Zhang Family Patriarchâs forehead.
And it was at this moment that the Demonic Qi around the Zhang Family Patriarch solidified once again.
Seeing this, Elder Baiâs brow furrowed at once.
At the same time, he quickly brought out a rough bronze mirror Magical Treasure to shield himself, while gathering his Spiritual Power, he vigilantly watched the Zhang Family Patriarch.
Witnessing this, the Zhang Family Patriarch sneered and then suddenly vanished from his spot.
However, he wasnât charging at Elder Bai.
Instead, he was speeding toward Lin Jing and the others with an incredibly fast pace.
âHahahaâ¦â
âElder Bai, youâve been fooled.â
The Zhang Family Patriarch laughed wildly as he rushed toward Lin Jingâs group.
âAfter Iâve drained your treasured niece and recovered a bit, Iâll have another fight with you.â
Elder Bai became furious immediately, he, who had prepared for everything, did not expect to be played by the Zhang Family Patriarch.
âZhang Chenfan, when did you become so shameless?â
Elder Bai roared angrily, then hurriedly chased after the Zhang Family Patriarch.
However, the Zhang Family Patriarch paid no attention to Elder Bai and continued to charge toward Lin Jing and the others.
Even as the two appeared, Lin Jing and Huang Qingling had been watching from afar.
When the Zhang Family Patriarch suddenly changed course, speeding their way.
Lin Jing was immediately taken aback.
Having reached the Golden Core Late Stage, the Zhang Family Patriarchâs strength was something Lin Jing was very clear about.
Even though he was now severely injured, he was still not someone Lin Jing and the other could contend with.
In fact, the two of them couldnât even manage to block him at all.
Seeing the Zhang Family Patriarch approaching rapidly, Lin Jing knew that even if they wanted to run away, they probably couldnât escape given their speed.
At this critical moment.
A flash of inspiration struck Lin Jing, and he thought of a plan.
He then quickly said to Huang Qingling:
âQingling, once he comes, do your best to attack him. Whether itâs with spells or talismans, it doesnât matter if you canât injure him, just as long as you can interfere with him.â
After saying this, without waiting for Huang Qingling to respond.
Lin Jing also quickly made his preparations.
The Flawless Sword, which had been taken out earlier, was now at his side.
Then, he took out a small sword less than an inch long from his Storage Bagâthe Lu Zhen Magical Sword.
At the same time, he focused on the approaching Zhang Family Patriarch.