Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal

Chapter 611 - 429: Gao Yumin’s Shamed Fury—Who Can Compare to Such a Prodigy?

Whoosh——

A fierce gust swept in, and in the next instant, Gao Yumin appeared before Lin Chang’sheng.

This woman’s figure was still as exquisite as ever—her face snow-white, her skin fair and flawless.

"Senior Sister Gao!"

When Lin Chang’sheng saw Gao Yumin, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Yet in Gao Yumin’s eyes, that smile seemed utterly shameless.

Gao Yumin’s gaze froze on Lin Chang’sheng, but she also noticed something different about him.

"No wonder you dared challenge me. So you’ve broken through to the middle stage of Integration!"

Gao Yumin sneered, "You think reaching the middle stage actually gives you a shot at winning? If I don’t beat you so hard you’re picking your teeth up off the ground today, count it as my lack of skill."

With that, Gao Yumin attacked Lin Chang’sheng directly, her fist aura blasting straight toward his face.

Not far away, Hou Shaojie, Zhang Shisong, and the others looked on in shock.

These two have a grudge?

No time to think, Zhang Shisong immediately activated an array to shield them from collateral damage.

Seeing the fist aura coming, Lin Chang’sheng didn’t dodge in the slightest and threw a punch to meet it head on.

Bam——

In the muffled impact, their powers were shockingly equal.

Gao Yumin couldn’t help but be surprised.

She was late stage of Integration, and Lin Chang’sheng was only at the middle stage.

Normally, the primordial power of late Integration outstripped middle stage by at least fivefold—same with physical strength. It wasn’t something the middle stage could compete with.

And yet, the two of them were evenly matched?

Gao Yumin couldn’t believe it. She fully unleashed her primordial power, finally pushing Lin Chang’sheng back.

Even as Lin Chang’sheng staggered backwards, the smile on his lips never faded—it was as if fighting Gao Yumin was already in the bag for him.

"Let’s see how long that smile lasts."

Gao Yumin was more than annoyed, unleashing an even fiercer assault.

...

While Lin Chang’sheng fought Gao Yumin—

In the majestic mountain hall at the heart of the Immortal Palace, Yu Qianxue’s brows were tightly knit.

She’d already received word of Lin Chang’sheng practicing an evil demon technique.

If Lin Chang’sheng really cultivated such an evil art, then no matter his future achievements, his nature would be corrupt, and he’d become a major scourge for the palace.

Should she keep this man, or not?

This quandary had plagued Yu Qianxue’s heart.

"Sect Leader, Lin Chang’sheng has returned to the sect. Do you wish for me to bring him here now?"

Elder Liu Feng quickly heard news of Lin Chang’sheng’s return.

He’d been searching for Lin Chang’sheng these past days to bring him to see the Sect Leader.

Yu Qianxue pondered a long moment, then said slowly, "Elder Liu, what do you make of Lin Chang’sheng’s character? Once he grows, will he pose a threat to the Cultivation Realm of the Immortal Domain?"

Liu Feng was surprised to hear this—he didn’t know why Yu Qianxue would ask such a thing.

"Lin Chang’sheng is straightforward, faces consequences head-on, and is no ruthless seeker of domination. I don’t think he’d ever threaten the Cultivation Realm of the Immortal Domain! Why do you ask, Sect Leader?"

Elder Liu Feng asked inquisitively.

From what he knew of Lin Chang’sheng, he would never do anything to endanger the masses.

"Because he’s been cultivating an evil demon technique!"

Yu Qianxue didn’t hold back—she spoke directly: "Li Shihong, Sect Leader of Spirit Mountain, sent word to me that Lin Chang’sheng killed one of their Grand Elders and two stewards. He’s demanding an explanation from us!"

Yu Qianxue was worried—if she protected Lin Chang’sheng, they’d definitely become targets for all the giant powers of the Immortal Domain. The Immortal Palace was likely to face great catastrophe then.

If she just handed over, or executed, Lin Chang’sheng like this, Yu Qianxue felt unwilling.

After all, a genius like Lin Chang’sheng only appears once in a millennium.

Now that he cultivated in the Immortal Palace, it was a tremendous honor for them.

So long as Lin Chang’sheng didn’t die, he could surely achieve an Immortal Body one day and dominate his own territory.

"What? Lin Chang’sheng killed a Grand Elder and two stewards of Spirit Mountain? And those people were likely Mahayana Stage and late Integration cultivators, right? How did Lin Chang’sheng pull that off?"

Liu Feng was utterly shocked—Lin Chang’sheng already wielded such terrifying power?

"Are you sure this isn’t slander? Lin Chang’sheng’s just at the middle stage of Integration—how could he have that kind of strength?"

Liu Feng simply couldn’t accept the idea of an Integration cultivator killing someone at the Mahayana Stage.

"That’s exactly what I’m concerned about. If Lin Chang’sheng were a proper cultivator, it’d be impossible—but if he’s an evil cultivator, then who knows! That’s why I asked you—should we keep this one or not?"

Yu Qianxue said calmly.

"This..."

If Lin Chang’sheng truly was an evil cultivator, Liu Feng was at a loss as well.

Evil cultivators are mostly killers—seeking profit at the expense of others is the norm.

Even harming themselves for the sake of destruction—obsessive madmen by nature.

"We need to investigate. If Lin Chang’sheng really is an evil cultivator, we’ll decide then!"

Liu Feng wasn’t willing to make a blind decision—this could all be Spirit Mountain sowing discord, after all.

"Then find out for me. If Lin Chang’sheng is truly an evil cultivator, he cannot remain!"

Yu Qianxue ordered.

After all, Yu Qianxue had once seen a genius betray them—she would not let history repeat itself.

"Understood!"

Liu Feng replied and left.

...

Heaven-Reaching Peak.

Lin Chang’sheng and Gao Yumin were locked in a fierce battle.

Gao Yumin had thought she’d finish Lin Chang’sheng in three moves.

But Lin Chang’sheng’s improvement was far beyond expectations.

Not only was he incredibly fast, his strength wasn’t the least bit inferior. After over twenty rounds, he didn’t show the slightest sign of losing.

"Senior Sister Gao, you just might need to worry now!"

Lin Chang’sheng spoke.

After going back and forth so many times, he had a pretty clear grasp of how strong Gao Yumin really was.