Chapter 414 — The Devoted Lover, Great Divine Powers

Hearing Wang Huai'an's words, Li Chengfeng felt his scalp tingle.

He did not believe this "immortal" would lie to deceive him.

He was just a poor young man—what was there worth swindling?

Looking closely, the middle-aged man beside him did indeed bear some resemblance in facial features to the legendary Alliance Leader of Jiangbei Ming.

But the Lin Family Fort was in Suzhou—why would he have come all the way to Yuhang Town from a thousand li away?

Could it be that...

The man had some matter on which he wished to invite this seemingly young immortal beside him to lend a hand?

Thinking it over carefully, Lin Zhaoye, as the master of the Lin Family Fort and likewise the Alliance Leader of Beiming, had an exceedingly wide network of connections; that he knew of the legend of the Sword God of Shilipo was hardly surprising.

Lin Zhaoye scrutinized Wang Linchuan with burning eyes, and after seeming to confirm his strength, did not test him with a strike.

"May I ask, Immortal, from which sect do you hail? Do you have any karmic ties with Mount Shu?"

He was acquainted with the Mount Shu Sect Leader, the Sword Saint Dugu, and had once witnessed the Sword Saint subdue demons with his own hands.

Having earlier seen Wang Huai'an's methods from afar, though their outward forms were entirely different, they always gave him a sense of sharing a common origin.

Hearing this, Wang Xu shook his head and smiled faintly: "No sect, no school—merely self-taught wild meditation. I know a bit of this and that, all sorts of odds and ends."

He was not lying.

He truly did understand all manner of methods.

The five elemental immortal arts of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—from the basic "Cloud Mist," "Thunderclap," and "Fireball" to the top-tier "Phantom Cloud Body," "Thunder God," and "Fire God," and so on—he knew them all.

These were the basic benefits allotted by the system that his true body, presiding over the Main God Space, had kneaded together in zero point two seconds.

Beyond that, when fighting monsters, some skill books would drop as well; though most were inferior to the newbie reward, the *Mount Shu Sword Canon*, each had its own particular use.

Healing, defense, control, debuffs...

His abilities were exceedingly diverse and miscellaneous.

Lin Zhaoye seemed about to say more, but Wang Xu raised a hand and stopped him.

"I already know why Alliance Leader Lin has come."

After all, Lin Zhaoye was also the Alliance Leader of the southern martial world; his every word and deed drew countless flatterers, and he possessed considerable prestige. He was rarely interrupted, and though his expression did not change now, his heart felt somewhat peculiar.

Could the other party also possess the ability of mind-reading immortal arts?

Facts proved...

He had guessed correctly.

Wang Xu did indeed possess such an ability.

"To resurrect your deceased wife."

Wang Xu looked at Lin Zhaoye, sighed, and spoke these four words in a low, quiet voice.

Lin Zhaoye was indeed a highly upright man.

He belonged to that type who drew exceedingly clear lines—by his own standards—between fame, status, identity, orthodoxy and heterodoxy, right and wrong, black and white.

On the surface he seemed rigid and stubborn, yet in his heart he was deeply devoted to his late wife; for many years he had never remarried, and he treasured his only daughter as the apple of his eye.

Hearing this, Lin Zhaoye unconsciously clenched his fists, his eye sockets moistening slightly, and he looked toward Wang Xu with boundless anticipation.

"Ah..."

Such a man deserved respect, and Wang Xu wished to help him fulfill his heart's desire.

But he could not do it.

He was merely a projection, without the authority to invite others to become Reincarnators, and certainly without his true body's great divine power to reverse the time of an entire plane by millions of years with his bare hands.

"To resurrect someone who has only recently died—that I can do."

Wang Xu recounted an objective fact with a blank expression: "So long as the time of death does not exceed one day, even if the head has been struck off and the heart pierced by a sword, I can resurrect her perfectly."

"For those dead longer than a day—forgive me, my abilities are limited."

At these words, Lin Zhaoye's face turned ashen and withered, and his whole person seemed to have had his backbone drawn out; in an instant he aged ten years.

A pitiable man of devoted love.

Watching him, Wang Shenzhi could not help but shift his gaze to Li Chengfeng.

According to the original trajectory of fate, ten years hence, Li Chengfeng would also become like Lin Zhaoye, would he not?

At that time, though Li Chengfeng would become the Mount Shu Sect Leader, his every word the law of the world, and could even ride his sword to immortality and slay the Demon Lord in an instant, in the end he could not resurrect the woman he loved most.

Thinking of this, Wang Xu felt a touch of softness and added: "Heaven never seals off all paths."

"Wait another three years."

"Three years from now, a group of travelers from another space-time—people who call themselves 'Reincarnators'—will descend."

"Your hope of resurrecting your wife lies with them."

"Remember these four words well—open and aboveboard."

Having said this much, Wang Shenzhi said not half a word more.

The so-called hope was to let Lin Zhaoye demonstrate his value before the Reincarnators, to have him drafted to become one of them, complete task after task, and thereby resurrect his wife.

With his true body's abilities, even someone dead for tens of thousands of years, whose corpse had crumbled to dust and whose soul had been shattered to powder and scattered between heaven and earth, could be revived from the river of time.

And the reminder to be "open and aboveboard" was to keep Lin Zhaoye from courting death.

Though in the Legend of Sword and Fairy plane he was the Alliance Leader of Jiangbei Ming, peerless in martial arts, and could even slay some minor demons and monsters, compared with those Reincarnators whose abilities emerged in endless succession, he was still far, far too inferior; if he truly tried to play schemes and calculations, he would not even know how he died.

At Wang Zhiyao's prompting, Lin Zhaoye seemed to awaken as if from a dream.

He looked earnestly at Wang Xu and bowed deeply, hands reaching the ground: "For your great kindness and virtue, I have no way to repay you. Whatever the Immortal commands, Lin Zhaoye will brave fire and water without hesitation."

Hearing this, Wang Xu nodded slightly: "No need for fire and water. I happen to have two matters here on which I need your help."

"Please speak."

Lin Zhaoye's expression turned solemn, and he assumed a respectful posture, ears inclined to listen.

"The first matter."

A strange smile surfaced on Wang Xu's face.

He slowly raised his hand.

Whoosh!

Winds rose and clouds surged!

An invisible, formless force lifted the four of them into the air, suspending them aloft and raising them ever higher.

Ten meters...

Twenty meters...

Fifty meters...

One hundred meters!

At a height of roughly one hundred meters above the ground, Wang Xu finally brought the movement of Li Chengfeng and the Lin father and daughter to a halt.

"Whoa!"

Li Chengfeng let out a cry of alarm.

The feeling of emptiness beneath one's feet was truly not something to be described to outsiders.

Fortunately, none among the three suffered from acrophobia; otherwise they might well have fainted from fright by now.

Wang Linchuan waved his hand, and energy surged.

Earth-Water Twin System Immortal Art: Moving Mountains and Filling Seas!

The ground began to tremble.

Withered yellow grass and gray-black moldering tree trunks crumbled to ash, fell into the soil, and gradually sank inward.

A massive pit slowly took shape.

Clear, cool spring water gushed forth, rapidly filling the pit.