Cultivating Immortality Begins with Acting as a Girl Chapter 130

After the meeting, everyone stood up and left, but Song Ling remained motionless.

“Protector Zhuo, do you still have something to attend to?” The Bloodwind Tower Master asked.

Song Ling’s peripheral vision scanned the other people who hadn’t left yet. He cupped his fists and said in a low voice, “To be honest, Tower Master, I do have some private matters I’d like to discuss with you…”

The Bloodwind Tower Master understood. He gently waved his hand at the others, signaling them to leave first.

Before long, only the Bloodwind Tower Master and Song Ling remained in the main hall.

“Protector Zhuo, you can speak now. Given your many years of service to the Bloodwind Tower, I can grant you any request as long as it’s not too outrageous,” the Bloodwind Tower Master said indifferently.

“This subordinate naturally wouldn’t dare to make an outrageous request. I just want to know some things,” Song Ling said respectfully.

“What things?” The Bloodwind Tower Master raised an eyebrow.

“Everything regarding the specific matters of the Blood Sacrifice Grand Ceremony tomorrow that the Tower Master is responsible for, as well as all information about that Immortal Master.”

The Bloodwind Tower Master’s eyes narrowed, and a dangerous aura emanated from him. “Protector Zhuo, do you know what you’re saying?”

“Naturally, I do.” Song Ling raised his head and smiled eerily. Then, his figure moved, and he instantly appeared beside the Bloodwind Tower Master, reaching out and directly gripping the other’s neck.

“You—”

The Bloodwind Tower Master’s pupils contracted sharply. “You’re not Protector Zhuo, who exactly are you?!”

With his Inner Gang Realm cultivation, he couldn’t even perceive the other’s movements. What kind of strength was this?!

Song Ling’s hand, gripping the Bloodwind Tower Master’s neck, exerted a slight force, and he said indifferently:

“Tower Master, I’m the one asking you now, not the other way around. If you’re unwilling to cooperate, I’ll crush you, a dignified Inner Gang Grandmaster, like an ant.”

The Bloodwind Tower Master was silent for a moment, then said bitterly:

“It’s not that I’m unwilling to tell you, but I’ve already been branded with a Soul Communion Curse by that Immortal Master. If he finds out about my betrayal, no matter where I flee, even if I escape ten thousand li away, he can still make my soul scatter with a single thought.”

“You said it yourself, he’ll only kill you if he knows about your betrayal. But if he doesn’t know, won’t nothing happen?” Song Ling said nonchalantly.

“This… Senior, what do you mean?” The Bloodwind Tower Master was startled.

“I want your information not to do anything at tomorrow’s Blood Sacrifice Grand Ceremony, but because I’m interested in that Immortal Master from the Illusory Spirit Sect and have other uses for it. Of course, in this process, it definitely won’t be revealed that the information leaked from you. If you don’t believe me…”

As Song Ling spoke, the powerful aura of his Heavenly Gang Realm suddenly erupted, and the Bloodwind Tower Master’s expression instantly changed drastically.

“If you don’t believe me, I can swear by the honor of a Heavenly Gang Grandmaster, a Martial Arts Myth, that I will never deceive you, a junior, in the slightest.”

“I…”

The Bloodwind Tower Master’s expression was conflicted, a battle between heaven and man raging within him.

Song Ling said coldly, “I’ve said this much. Make your choice yourself. Either insist on not speaking and die immediately, or tell me everything and leave yourself a chance to live.”

This choice was clear. Nothing could resist the fear of death. The Bloodwind Tower Master finally deflated.

“I’ll tell you…”

Soon, the Bloodwind Tower Master spilled everything he knew.

This included some secrets about tomorrow’s Blood Sacrifice Grand Ceremony that only he knew, as well as the personality of that Immortal Master from the Illusory Spirit Sect and their interactions over the years.

“That’s all I know,” the Bloodwind Tower Master sighed after finishing.

Unexpectedly, Song Ling stared at him for a long time, a dangerous glint appearing in his eyes. “You actually dare to lie to me at such a crucial point? You’re asking for death!”

“Lie, lie to me?”

The Bloodwind Tower Master was stunned, then quickly said, “Senior, everything this junior said is true, I didn’t lie to you!”

“Die for me!” Song Ling punched down.

“Senior, spare me! This junior really didn’t lie!!” The Bloodwind Tower Master was terrified.

A gust of punch wind blew past, and Song Ling’s fist stopped half an inch in front of the Bloodwind Tower Master.

“Very good, it seems you really didn’t lie to me.” Song Ling nodded in satisfaction.

The Bloodwind Tower Master swallowed, cold sweat soaking his clothes. He completely slumped onto the chair, a feeling of surviving a catastrophe filling his heart. “Senior, this junior naturally wouldn’t dare to lie to you…”

Song Ling nodded, and his next sentence made the Bloodwind Tower Master feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar: “But you still have to die.”

“You violated your oath—”

“Crack!”

Song Ling’s right hand transformed into an emotionless iron claw, crushing the Bloodwind Tower Master’s neck and ending his sinful life.

Song Ling certainly didn’t possess such a thing as the honor of a Martial Arts Myth.

…

The next morning.

Song Ling, in the guise of the Bloodwind Tower Master, walked out of the sleeping quarters, and a slender young woman came to meet him.

It was Fu Tao, the eldest daughter of the Bloodwind Tower Master.

“Father, after I went back last night, I suddenly felt that Protector Zhuo was a bit off,” Fu Tao said to Song Ling, her brows slightly furrowed.

“Oh? What was off about him?” Song Ling’s lips curved into a smile.

Fu Tao gently shook her head and said:

“Father, you know, my sixth sense has been much sharper than ordinary people’s since I was little. Last night, although Protector Zhuo was acting normally, and even some small gestures were completely consistent with his usual self, I always had a strange sense of disharmony, as if… as if it was another person wearing Protector Zhuo’s skin.”

Song Ling smiled faintly and shook his head. “How could there be such a bizarre thing in this world? You must have been too tired recently and are having illusions.”

“Father, believe me, I—”

Fu Tao’s words suddenly stopped. She looked at Song Ling, a deep sense of dread appearing in her eyes. Her body involuntarily recoiled half a step, and an immense feeling of terror enveloped her.

“You… you’re not Father! Who are you?!”

The smile on Song Ling’s face vanished, replaced by indifference. He extended his right hand and moved to cover Fu Tao.

…

Bloodwind Tower was not a real tower. Its main headquarters were located in an unnamed valley on the west side outside Xiangding City. The terrain here was complex, making it easy for ordinary people to get lost. Furthermore, Bloodwind Tower’s hidden guards patrolled and hunted down any villagers who inadvertently approached, resulting in this area being untouched by people for many years.

By noon, outside the entrance of Bloodwind Tower’s headquarters.

Song Ling, disguised as the Bloodwind Tower Master, and the other six elders gathered here, awaiting the arrival of the Immortal Master from the Illusory Spirit Sect.

“Tower Master, why aren’t the Eldest Young Lady and Protector Zhuo here?” Tie Xiong looked around and asked curiously.

Song Ling said:

“Tao’er suddenly said she had urgent matters to attend to and left the headquarters with Protector Zhuo this morning.”

The white-bearded old man beside him shook his head and said, “The Eldest Young Lady is truly… what could be more important than today’s Blood Sacrifice Grand Ceremony? Leaving at this time is a bit of a disregard for priorities.”

The charming woman said indifferently, “Anyway, the elixirs bestowed by the Immortal Master won’t be reduced, so whether she’s here or not doesn’t really matter.”

“That’s true, but—”

“Alright, stop talking. The Immortal Master is here.”

Song Ling looked at an unremarkable carriage approaching from afar, his gaze focused.

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