Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints

Then, he took out the Soundproofing Array and various other formations.

Lin Xianzhi was completely baffled by Lin Shiming's actions. In his view, Lin Shiming was simply bringing out treasures of the Taiqing Purple Jade Fruit tree's level.

But in the miniature world, such treasures were far too abundant.

There was really no need for it, yet in the next instant, he felt as if he were being teleported just like within the miniature world.

It was as though he had been pulled into a special array.

"Shiming, get behind me!" Lin Xianzhi said as if facing a formidable enemy.

This took Lin Shiming by surprise as well.

However, in the next moment, Lin Xianzhi saw the Red-haired Demon Monkey, who was currently sitting eagerly under the Heavenly Spirit Fruit tree, looking somewhat helplessly as Wang Jiao coiled around a Spirit Shell alone.

The Heavenly Spirit Fruit tree was blooming with flowers, each petal extremely vibrant.

He also saw the flashing arcs of electricity on the Golden Thunder Bamboo. One bamboo stalk had already reached a height of three zhang, while another was just half a chi tall.

In the distance, there was a somewhat bald tea tree, with only a small cluster of Spiritual Tea leaves at the very top.

The Golden Winged Mantis was feigning sleep under the tea tree.

"Shiming has acquired a Cave Heaven world without being able to report to Seventh Uncle Ancestor; please forgive me for the oversight!" Lin Shiming said at one side.

"Forgive what?" Lin Xianzhi asked with a smile on his face.

"It should be that our Lin Family has such a dragon of fortune, how can we not flourish?" Lin Xianzhi felt genuinely moved in his heart.

However, upon reflection, he realized that there had been too many miracles associated with Lin Shiming, and he began to take them for granted.

So much so that now, faced with such a treasure, the turmoil in his heart seemed to calm down.

And one should know, in the entire Zhao Kingdom, even including the Cultivation Worlds of Chu Country, Qi Country, and Yan Country, no True Person is known to possess a Cave Heaven world!

"You being willing to tell Seventh Uncle Ancestor makes me very happy, but this is a matter of great importance, and you shouldn't have told me!" Lin Xianzhi said, feeling happy yet a bit melancholic at the same time.

This treasure was of great significance.

It was countless times more valuable than the Taiqing Purple Jade Fruit.

Such a treasure, even a Golden Core True Person would covet upon seeing it.

As for keeping face, how many of these old cultivators who have lived for hundreds of years truly have any dignity left?

"Seventh Uncle Ancestor, please check your Spirit Platform, do you still feel that sensation?" Lin Shiming, however, did not respond to Lin Xianzhi's words. In his opinion, telling Lin Xianzhi did not necessarily mean exposing the miniature world.

By not telling him, Lin Xianzhi would certainly die and become a true vessel for sword wielding.

Hearing what Lin Shiming said, Lin Xianzhi examined his Spirit Platform and indeed found that the sensation was gone.

But the next moment, he shook his head.

It didn't mean much for an old man like him to hide here, but Lin Shiming would be in danger.

"Seventh Uncle Ancestor, Shiming's Spirit Platform has bound with the miniature world, it can place the Spirit Platform within the miniature world!" Lin Shiming saw Lin Xianzhi's concerned words and immediately explained, understanding the latter's worries.

Upon hearing this, light flashed in Lin Xianzhi's eyes.

Their goal in coming to the miniature world had been achieved by both of them.

As for the Soul Summoning Sword, if it couldn't be taken, then so be it, especially since Zi Xuan Hermit had made so many preparations.

"Seventh Uncle Ancestor, however, you might have to endure some hardship today!" Lin Shiming said once again.

Lin Xianzhi understood upon hearing this.

What Lin Shiming meant was that, from the moment they left the Secret Realm, Lin Xianzhi was already deemed dead.

But to him, this did not seem like a big deal.

After all, he was an old man, practicing the Renshui Geng Metal Art—it would be abnormal for him not to die.

Moreover, this would also reduce the entire Zhao Kingdom's cultivators' wariness towards the Lin Family.

Over the years, the Lin Family's growth could only be described as meteoric, whether in terms of the family's enterprises, the four Cultivation Arts, relatives, or high-ranking cultivators, everything had increased manifold.

In times of upheaval or when treasures caused disturbances, others may not sense it, but once a peaceful development period is reached,

there would be too many who would throw obstacles in one's way, with all manner of gods, devils, bovines, and serpents jumping out.

Most importantly, Lin Xianzhi would have time to go to Shuangmu Island to break through to the Purple Mansion!

"Shiming..." Lin Xianzhi didn't know how to praise Lin Shiming at that moment. The boy who had grown up under his watchful eye had, after more than thirty years, become the true backbone of the Lin Family, outperforming any of the previous family heads!

"I hope Seventh Uncle Ancestor can break through to the Purple Mansion as soon as possible. This is the expectation of the entire Lin Family for generations!" Lin Shiming also spoke up.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xianzhi couldn't help but smile.

He found that this great-grandson was smooth in handling matters and spoke appropriately, no different from those century-old cultivators.

"By the way, Seventh Uncle Ancestor, the Fourth Rank Spiritual Vein we obtained earlier has been placed in the Cave Heaven World by me, but it has only turned into a Supreme Grade Third Rank Spiritual Vein!"

"No matter, that Spiritual Vein was meant for you to handle. It's just a pity that the veins in such small worlds or secret realms cannot be transplanted!" Lin Xianzhi said, waving his sleeve, unconcerned.

It was just a bit regrettable.

These little worlds and secret realms had plenty of Spiritual Veins.

But due to the rules of the Great Dao, even with a dragon-seeking compass, they couldn't be transplanted.

It was a big loss for them this time around!

After leaving the Secret Realm, the two sat on the Spirit Boat once again.

Looking at the shining Soul Summoning Sword in the distance, they were no longer worried. Instead, they marvelled with great interest.

The sword might of the Soul Summoning Sword, if one could comprehend even half a technique, would be immensely beneficial.

"Seventh Uncle Ancestor, let's prepare and tame some Spirit Beasts with the Spirit Controlling Seal!" Lin Shiming suggested.

The Spirit Beasts they had tamed before had all been fed to the Purple Mansion Great Demon by Lin Shiming as discarded beasts.

With the imminent competition for the Myriad Swords Tomb, they naturally could not go unprepared.

As for Chen Daoyuan, he was very anxious.

It was normal for the flight speeds of the middle and late stages of the Foundation Establishment cultivators from ordinary families to be a bit slower.

On the way, Lin Shiming and Lin Xianzhi once again tamed five Demonic Beasts, three by Lin Shiming and two by Lin Xianzhi.

Lin Shiming could tame one more, but since there were no suitable late-stage Third Rank Demonic Beasts, that spot was left vacant.

On their journey, they also encountered quite a few fellow sect cultivators from the Qingxuan Sect, the Wanjian Sect, and the Spirit Beast Sect. Discover stories at empire

They didn't run into any from the demonic sects. Cultivators from both the Corpse Refining Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect seemed to have become silent along the way.

Everyone's goal was the same: the Myriad Swords Tomb.

Especially the cultivators of the Wanjian Sect, flying the highest with swords on their backs, at that moment, seemed to treat the Myriad Swords Tomb as if it was their own Wanjian Sect's possession.

Every time they came across cultivators from the Qingxuan Sect, Lin Shiming would go up and call them senior brother.

However, these senior brothers were in a great hurry.

They didn't give much response to him, a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage sect disciple of nominal status.

Lin Shiming didn't get annoyed; coming to the Myriad Swords Tomb meant he had truly entered the eyes of the True Persons.

At that moment, he felt as if everyone was under the surveillance of True Persons and wished all would see him as a common cultivator.

After flying for two full days, Lin Shiming and Lin Xianzhi finally arrived at the Myriad Swords Tomb.

The Myriad Swords Tomb was a mountain, a mountain that resembled a precious sword.

The mountain slanted into the ground as if it were a discarded sword after a defeat in battle.

The mountain was enveloped in black mist, and from the foot of the mountain to the peak, there were swords everywhere.

Lin Shiming had no idea how many swords there were. The black mist blocked Divine Sense, so at that moment, everyone could only guess the number of precious swords just as mortals guess the stars.

Of course, most were thinking about how to enter the Sword Tomb and extract a sword or two.

Nearby the Myriad Swords Tomb, the area was already filled with people. In the sky were cultivators from the Spirit Beast Sect riding birds and beasts, and on the left were cultivators from the Spirit Talisman Sect in Heavenly Talisman robes.

The Qingxuan Sect was positioned slightly to the right.

Lin Shiming quickly found Xie An in the crowd, as well as Chen Daoyuan and Ye Changyuan.

These people had arrived quite early.

"It is due to my weak cultivation that I have delayed the fellow senior brothers. Please blame me, Senior Brother Chen!" Lin Shiming said as he approached Chen Daoyuan with Lin Xianzhi.

Chen Daoyuan glanced at Lin Shiming but didn't say anything, only gesturing for Lin Shiming to prepare himself on one side.

Then, he continued to watch the Soul Summoning Sword in the sky.

At that moment, Lin Shiming also knew because the Spirit Platform within him was burning like a furnace, equally ablaze.