Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

306: Chapter 307 No way? Really swallowing him?Biyou Island, Overseas Saint Realm.

Lin Mo had been living quite restlessly these past few days.

Ever since Perfected Black Cloud gave that impassioned speech in the hall, calling upon all Disciples to enter the world and compete, Lin Mo had been plotting how to escape.

Directly refusing his Master’s orders would be seeking death.

Using the excuse of going out to travel was also risky, as he feared encountering real danger on the road.

Now that the tribulation qi had completely permeated the Saint Realm, various forces were stirring. For a Golden Immortal to be alone outside, if he ran into some blind demonic cultivator or someone from a rival sect, he would have nowhere to complain if he ended up dead.

After thinking it over, staying on the island seemed the safest.

But staying on the island meant following his Master into the world to compete.

Perfected Black Cloud’s words that day had been clear.

”Enter the tribulation! Fight for a sliver of life! Fight for a foundation that lasts ten thousand generations!”

Hearing such stirring rhetoric only made Lin Mo’s scalp tingle with dread.

He wasn’t against the Tong Sect fighting for Luck.

The Tong Sect had been in decline for too long; wanting to rise again was only human nature.

But they couldn’t fight for it like this.

A group of Immortal Kings charging forward with Golden Immortal Disciples, with no Personal Disciples overseeing them and no unified deployment—how was this any different from sending themselves to their deaths?

After much deliberation, Lin Mo came up with a plan.

He would file a complaint.

Although the Tong Sect’s control over the various immortal islands wasn’t that strict, the upper echelons still had rules.

If someone reported an Immortal King for having ill intentions, the upper management would have to look into it.

Even if no evidence was found in the end, it could still delay things for a while.

As long as he could stall through this most dangerous period, it wouldn’t be too late to make plans once the tribulation truly became clear.

And to file a complaint, he couldn’t just find an ordinary Elder; he needed someone with weight.

The one Lin Mo chose was a Spirit Beast with a transcendent status in the Tong Sect—the Blue-haired Lion.

This Blue-haired Lion was no ordinary Yao Beast.

It was originally the mount subdued by the Tong Sect’s Saint, Xuanyuan Tianzun, in his early years. It had followed the Saint in cultivation for countless years, and though it had not taken human form, it already possessed a cultivation at the Great Luo Unity Realm.

Its status in the Tong Sect was higher than many Personal Disciples of the Saint who were also in the Great Luo Unity Realm.

Normally, it ignored the trivial matters of the sect, only sleeping and cultivating in its own Immortal Cave.

But if someone could manage to stir it, a single word from it would be more effective than a hundred arguments between Immortal Kings.

Lin Mo found out that the Blue-haired Lion’s Immortal Cave was on a solitary peak three thousand miles south of Biyou Island, so he wrote a letter and sent it there using a secret method.

The letter contained only one sentence.

”This Disciple has an important matter to report, one that concerns the survival of the Tong Sect.”

He was betting that although the Blue-haired Lion didn’t involve itself in worldly affairs, it still cared about the safety of the Tong Sect.

Sure enough, this morning, a streak of rosy light flew in from the horizon.

The light was multicolored and dazzling, painting half the sky like silk brocade.

The light landed and transformed into a massive Blue-haired Lion.

The lion’s body was like a small mountain, covered in green mane, with every strand of hair shimmering with a metallic luster.

Its eyes were like bronze bells with golden pupils, shooting out intimidating glints as they opened and closed.

Its four hooves trod upon auspicious clouds, and the tip of its tail had a tuft of white hair that swayed gently like a whisk.

Its entire body emitted a primordial, ancient aura, as if it had existed since the beginning of heaven and earth.

Lin Mo had already been waiting on the beach. Seeing the Blue-haired Lion descend, he immediately knelt on both knees, his forehead touching the ground in an extremely respectful posture.

”Disciple Lin Mo pays his respects to Senior.”

The Blue-haired Lion looked down at him and spoke in human tongue, its voice deep like muffled thunder yet carrying a lazy tone.