It cannot end here!
It is not allowed to end here!
The silver needles in Lin Xiao’s hand flew swiftly. The life force within Number Thirty-Seven was rapidly draining away. He knew that if he were even a moment slower, this man would surely die.
The Nine Needles of Spring Revival, combined with the Yuan Restoration Pill, could keep this fellow’s life hanging by a thread!
Number Thirty-Seven looked at Lin Xiao in disbelief. What was going on with this man? He was Lin Xiao’s sworn enemy, the one who had caused his sect’s demise, yet Lin Xiao was using the Nine Needles of Spring Revival to save him?
Once he saved him, Lin Xiao would enter a prolonged period of weakness, during which he would not be considered a true divine realm expert.
He would die.
“If you are grateful for me saving you, then tell me, who ordered you to do this.”
Lin Xiao’s silver needles did not hesitate at all. He frowned, even more confused now. A divine realm expert, an assassin from the Shadow organization, with such a background, who was he taking orders from?
Or perhaps…
“Was it that old Taoist from your Shadow organization?” Lin Xiao knew he was the head of their department. If it was that person, it would be considered reasonable.
“No.”
“Then tell me, who.”
Lin Xiao’s energy was already waning, leaving him insufficient time to find suitable questions. He asked directly.
“Someone you cannot afford to provoke, and neither can I…”
He spat out another mouthful of blood.
“Who!”
Lin Xiao was furious. He did not kill people, and yet even when saving someone, others tried to interfere. How could he allow this!
The True Dragon Qi within him, combined with his Killing Intent Armor, formed a golden dragon clad in grey armor, protecting their bodies.
The wind and clouds shifted.
At this moment, an invisible power seemed to be gathering above Lin Xiao.
“Dragon Country’s fortune…”
Number Thirty-Seven, in his weakened state, opened his mouth. He stared blankly at Lin Xiao. Was this the divinely favored Lin Xiao?
Now, Lin Xiao was no longer just concerned with finding out who was behind Number Thirty-Seven. A surge of anger was welling up within him.
He wanted to save a life, but others wanted to kill. His temper flared. No one would be allowed to kill the person he intended to save! At least, no one would be allowed to interfere during his rescue. If he died after being saved, he wouldn't care, but during the process itself, no matter who it was, they would die!
Fortune descended, and the divine dragon protected him.
To Number Thirty-Seven, Lin Xiao in his current state was no different from heaven and earth. Or rather, Lin Xiao's current state represented this entire realm!
The Son of the True Dragon…
With this display, even if someone in the Free and Unfettered realm appeared, they wouldn’t be able to do anything to Lin Xiao.
Even if they transcended the divine realm, the might of heaven and earth could not be casually offended. Lin Xiao's current situation was that anyone who defied Lin Xiao’s will was essentially defying the might of heaven!
The karma incurred from such an act was not something anyone could sever.
Not even those legendary old monks and old Taoists could cut off this karma.
They would have to bear it themselves.
This was presenting a choice.
If they continued to interfere, they would incur karma, and the consequences in the future were unknown, but they would certainly not be good.
If they truly wanted to kill Number Thirty-Seven, they had to bear the consequences. Otherwise, they could only give up.
This time, no one made a move.
Lin Xiao’s ninth needle finally descended.
Number Thirty-Seven, who had closed his eyes, ready to die, had “revived.”