Neither Jiang Yun nor Zhen Lingling knew the location of the Heavenly King Temple.

It seemed the Heavenly King Temple didn't even exist.

Mo Lin helplessly woke up the Flower Fox Mink again: "Senior, where is the Heavenly King Temple?"

The Flower Fox Mink shook its head, replying: "I don't know."

Directly trapped in a deadlock.

The Flower Fox Mink didn't know where the Heavenly King Temple was either.

Can't find the Heavenly King Temple, might as well forget about learning Immortal Techniques.

Mo Lin suddenly thought of Xin Ziruo.

Now that Xin Ziruo had mastered Immortal Techniques, her power must have increased significantly.

If Mo Lin couldn't learn Immortal Techniques, how would he find Xin Ziruo for revenge?

Mo Lin sat dazed on the lawn.

Immortal Techniques... Heavenly King Temple.

These were currently Mo Lin's biggest headaches.

Without learning Immortal Techniques, Mo Lin wouldn't be able to confront Xin Ziruo and seek revenge.

Even facing the Gen Family made Mo Lin a bit uneasy.

It felt like everything was trapped in a deadlock at this moment.

Mo Lin had another option: return to the Snake Immortal Temple and offer up one of his organs in exchange for a Wild Immortal Technique.

Or figure out a way to find the Heavenly King Temple and learn orthodox Immortal Techniques.

After leaving the Snake Immortal Temple, Mo Lin didn't go to the Shen Family Stronghold.

Truth be told, Mo Lin was a bit afraid to see Cui Xinyun.

Unsure of how to face Cui Xinyun,

thinking of how Cui Xinyun fought valiantly against the Human Immortal in Wanliang Mountain for him, nearly perishing.

Mo Lin felt a deep pain in his heart.

It was as if someone was urging him in his ear to become stronger.

Only by becoming stronger could he solve the upcoming troubles.

Mo Lin walked along the rugged mountain path.

Suddenly, a blood-stained arm emerged from the soft mud.

Its hand gripped Mo Lin's calf fiercely.

Mo Lin instinctively raised his leg, but his calf was firmly held by the person.

Initially suspecting a corpse, Mo Lin felt the warmth coming from the arm.

It was a living person.

As the dirt was cleared away, a man covered in dirty mud slowly revealed his head.

The man knelt on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Not dead... I'm not dead...

Talk about pure luck, I survived again." The man's face was all muddy.

Unable to discern his features, only able to see his black eyes.

"Mo Lin? It's you."

Seeing Mo Lin, the man exclaimed excitedly: "Heaven hasn't forsaken me, seems God doesn't want me to die!"

"Who are you?"

The man took out a yellowed book, then said to Mo Lin: "My name is Zhu Ci, I'm the owner of the Yellow Springs Book."

As he took out the Yellow Springs Book, Mo Lin drew the Qin King's Sword.

He wasn't on good terms with those possessing the Yellow Springs Book.

Previously, in the Yellow Springs Realm, it was this unseen Zhu Ci who tripped Mo Lin.

The two could be called enemies who had never met.

Mo Lin pressed the Qin King's Sword against Zhu Ci's neck, coldly said: "What do you want?"

"Brother, don't be wary of me, I'm not here to harm you."

Zhu Ci seriously said to Mo Lin: "I escaped a disaster by feigning death, I can barely protect my own life, I don't have the energy to harm you."

"What happened before was my fault, I apologize to you. Sorry, sorry."

Zhu Ci readily apologized to Mo Lin.

"A calamity is coming, we must join forces to handle it, otherwise we'll both die." Zhu Ci said to Mo Lin again.

"Calamity? My calamity just passed, I have no calamity." Mo Lin coldly replied to Zhu Ci.

Mo Lin believed only half of Zhu Ci's words.

Mo Lin wasn't stupid, it was their first meeting, they weren't familiar, Mo Lin certainly wouldn't fully trust Zhu Ci's words.

Zhu Ci shivered from the cold, "Brother, could you give me some clothes?"

Helplessly, Mo Lin handed Zhu Ci his spare clothes.

Zhu Ci found a spot to wash off the dirt from his body and changed into Mo Lin's clothes.

Actually, the weather wasn't cold, but Zhu Ci was cold due to being buried for so long.

"Mo Lin, I'm dying, please save me." Zhu Ci lowered his head, pleading with Mo Lin.

His eyes looked like those of someone desperately seeking life.

"We're not familiar." Mo Lin directly refused.

Are they familiar?

It's their first meeting today, right?

Perhaps Zhu Ci had seen Mo Lin before, but Mo Lin was sure this was his first meeting with Zhu Ci.

First meeting and expect Mo Lin to save him?

Why?

Is Mo Lin idle?

Mo Lin had his own troubles, why would he have time for Zhu Ci?

"You can leave tomorrow." Mo Lin coldly said to Zhu Ci.

"Brother, can I give you the Yellow Springs Book? Please save my life, I don't want the Yellow Springs Book anymore." Zhu Ci pleaded to Mo Lin.

"No."

The Yellow Springs Book was a valuable item, but who could guarantee Zhu Ci wouldn't play tricks with it?

"Whatever you ask, feel free to say." Zhu Ci slowly said to Mo Lin.

"Immortal Technique, I want to learn Immortal Technique." Mo Lin stated his demand.

Indeed, Mo Lin now wanted to learn Immortal Techniques.

Hearing the word Immortal Technique, Zhu Ci hesitated.

Immortal Techniques involved a wide range of things.

"I know one Immortal Technique, Soul-Reviving Recruitment Technique, would you like me to teach it to you?"

Zhu Ci explained to Mo Lin: "This Immortal Technique of mine is very powerful.

It allows one to feign death, even gods wouldn't detect it.

However, it's not adept at combat."

He himself survived thanks to this Immortal Technique.

"No way, I want to learn decisive combat Immortal Techniques, if you know the Heavenly King Temple, take me there." Mo Lin said calmly to Zhu Ci.

Zhu Ci was suddenly shocked, "Heavenly King Temple? I do know that."

"My hometown in West Sea City has a Heavenly King Temple.

I don't know if it's the one you're looking for."

"Take me to see it."

Mo Lin decided to take a look, take a chance, if he really learned Immortal Techniques, it's a win.

Even if he doesn't learn, there's no loss.

So Mo Lin and Zhu Ci took a train to West Sea City.

"Tell me what you've been through." With plenty of time now, Mo Lin could listen to Zhu Ci's experiences.

"Do you know the true power of the Yellow Springs Book?"

Zhu Ci asked Mo Lin: "Have you ever seen the people in the Yellow Springs Book?"

"No." Mo Lin replied honestly.

He only borrowed its powers, but had never seen people from the Yellow Springs Book.

"The Yellow Springs Book itself is the biggest trap.

Whoever possesses the Yellow Springs Book eventually dies without a complete corpse." Zhu Ci said emotionally to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin rolled his eyes, coldly said to Zhu Ci.

"Dying without a complete corpse, and you're giving me the Yellow Springs Book?"

"Bastard, can't be trusted."

Mo Lin knew that Zhu Ci was unreliable.

Previously, if Mo Lin really took Zhu Ci's Yellow Springs Book.

He might suffer calamity in Zhu Ci's place.

Zhu Ci was awkward, hastily changed the topic, "Let me tell you about the horror of the Yellow Springs Book.

This Yellow Springs Book is a massive conspiracy.

A world-shaking method to harm people."

"We're just pawns, the Yellow Springs Book is the breeder.

When there's a suitable opportunity, the Yellow Springs Book will slay its master."

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