The Dragonfire spell spread rapidly, burning countless poisonous insects and causing them to squeak in pain. Strange crackling noises could be heard from the flames as if beans were being fried, accompanied by a pungent, burnt smell.
It was a terrifying scene.
However, despite the Dragonfire spell, the poisonous insects weren't afraid of death. They continued to charge forward, forming a stalemate with the flames.
This was Lin Jin's first time witnessing something like this.
Lin Jin had tried using his aura to intimidate the venomous bugs but to no avail. He could only assume that these bugs were being controlled by some kind of spell. Gu bugs were difficult to control and intimidate, and now that the enemy had the upper hand, Lin Jin could only passively defend himself.
Needless to say, this was the second 'greeting gift' that 'Taoist' had prepared for him.
If the violent spell that was attached to the brush back in Qi Long Town was only a deterrent to embarrass him, then the invasion of thousands of insects in this insect valley was truly deadly.
With so many poisonous insects, once they got close, Lin Jin would be devoured in the blink of an eye and his soul would be obliterated.
The only one who was excited was Goldy.
His body enlarged like a bull in heat. Letting out a strange cry, he flapped his wings and charged into the swarm of insects.
This was Goldy's own doing. Lin Jin was startled by this but it was too late to stop him.
"Let it be!"
Lin Jin was helpless. However, Goldy had a unique physique so it was difficult for the poisonous insects to hurt him. In this situation, Lin Jin could walk on the clouds but he didn't want to.
Walking on the clouds was equivalent to being afraid of his opponent. He had won the previous round so he wouldn't go easy on his opponent this time.
As he reached out to grab the air, it was as if several buckets of kerosene had been poured onto the surrounding flames, causing them to burst into flames. The ferocious flames finally gained the upper hand.
Under the impact of the flames, the poisonous insects were like mantises trying to stop a chariot. They were utterly defeated. The flames spread and soon, the entire insect valley was burnt to a crisp within a thousand feet radius.
No one knew how many poisonous insects had been burned to death. In any case, there were charcoal-like remains of poisonous insects everywhere, and there were definitely tens of millions of them.
Big Yellow had eaten quite a lot after struggling for a long time, but they were all burned. The poisonous insects that were not dead were defeated and fled in all directions. Big Yellow was displeased, but it did not care that its neck was about to explode from eating too much.
In a dense forest like this, flames could easily ignite a huge fire. However, Dragonfire wasn't just any ordinary fire. It was the flames of Lin Jin's mana that burned at his will.
To put it simply, if he wanted it to burn, it would burn. If he wanted it to extinguish, it would extinguish.
Invoking a spell to extinguish the flames, Lin Jin continued on his way. This time, his journey was smooth. He didn't run into any more obstacles or troubles as he ventured deeper into Mount Gu Cong before ascending a peak.
There was a big tree on the peak of the mountain, and there was nothing around it. Underneath the tree sat an old Daoist wearing a robe with the word 'Dao' written on it. A rope was tied to the tree trunk next to the old Daoist, and on the other end of the rope was a white ape.
Impatient, the white ape kept trying to loosen the rope around its neck. However, no matter how hard it struggled or tore at the rope, it just wouldn't budge.
This rope clearly carried an inexplicable force.
The old Daoist was playing chess with a monk under the tree.
The old Daoist looked relaxed and content while the handsome monk opposite him was drenched in sweat. It was his turn to play, but no matter how hard the monk tried, he couldn't land his black chess piece on the board. It was as if an invisible force was suppressing and controlling him.
The monk's clothes were already drenched in sweat. However, the monk was stubborn. The more it was like this, the more he refused to give up, even if his eyes were bloodshot and he was drenched in cold sweat.
"If you can't play, then don't. Wouldn't it be better to surrender?" the old Daoist said without looking up.
The monk didn't say a word, his hand still trembling as he persisted.
Just then, as if sensing something, the old Daoist looked up at the path up the mountain and said, "The main character is here. Little monk, why don't you take a break?"
Having said that, he waved his hand and a wave of energy swept out. The monk grunted and was swept to the side. Half of the already cracked Buddha beads were now shattered.
"There are experts in Daluo Temple as well. It's a pity that you, little monk, have yet to learn the elite Dharma and you are still not proficient enough. If you can make it back alive this time, remember to cultivate well. Don't think that you can run around just because you have a few tricks up your sleeves. Do you think that you are worthy of learning how to subdue demons?"
Not only did the old Daoist beat the monk down, but he also mocked him.
The monk was infuriated but there was nothing he could do.
He was no match for the old Daoist.
Meanwhile, Lin Jin climbed up the mountain step by step. First, he looked around before slowly making his way over.
From a distance, Lin Jin could already see the situation up there. The first thing he saw was White Ape who was tied up at the back. He had found him without a doubt.
White Ape seemed fine but the rope around his neck was clearly no ordinary item. It was strong enough to suppress White Ape's monster energy, making him no different from a normal monkey.
He couldn't even break free from the rope.
Everything else aside, Lin Jin could tell that this old Daoist was no ordinary person. That rope must be some kind of powerful artifact.
Lin Jin took another look at the old Daoist.
Although he was wearing a Daoist robe, he looked vicious and sinister. He didn't seem like a kind person at all. However, he was very particular about his clothes. His robe was plain and clean with a large 'Dao' character written on it with a calligraphy brush.
His hair was gray and his cheeks were thin but his eyes were shining brightly.
Judging by his appearance, this old Daoist wasn't easy to deal with.
Noticing the pained expression on the monk's face, Lin Jin asked, "Are you Daluo Temple's Master Zhi Yin?"
The monk was stunned. Enduring the pain, he pressed his palms together and returned the greeting. "I'm not a master. I am Zhi Yin of Daluo Temple, may I know who you are …"
"Curator!" Lin Jin could tell that Zhi Yin and this old Daoist weren't on the same wavelength. They had even fought before but Zhi Yin had probably lost miserably.
Lin Jin could even tell that Zhi Yin was in a precarious situation.
Master Xuan Jue had been nice to him too. Although the abbot was a little arrogant at first, after admitting defeat, he was a reasonable person. Hence, if there was a chance, Lin Jin would save Zhi Yin.
Lin Jin walked over calmly without the slightest hint of nervousness. Goldy didn't come up. Lin Jin had him wait at the foot of the mountain. If needed, he just had to issue a command and Goldy would rush up to save the day.
Right now, Shang'er was the only one in Lin Jin's arms.
In her fox form, Shang'er looked seductive. She glared at the old Daoist with a fierce glint in her eyes while her six tails fluttered in the wind.
The old Daoist saw this but ignored it. He laughed and pointed to a tea set beside him. "Curator, you came just in time. The tea is just right. Come, have a seat."
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