After Mo Lin battled Gu Yan, he gained a general understanding of his own Immortal Technique.
Gu Yan's corpse lay sprawled on the ground.
As for Qing Xu and the others, they looked at Mo Lin with awe.
This attitude was even more reverent than when they faced Gu Yan.
No one dares to provoke an Immortal Cultivator of the Magic Control Level.
"Let's go to West County," Mo Lin said slowly to Zhong Yangxi.
"Alright."
Zhong Yangxi nodded and led the way at the front.
And so the group proceeded to West County.
As for Gu Yan, dead is dead.
No one would trouble Mo Lin over Gu Yan.
"Master Mo, to think you're an Immortal Cultivator, truly impressive," Zhong Yangxi praised Mo Lin.
"It's nothing, my becoming an Immortal Cultivator was purely down to luck."
Mo Lin's ability to become an Immortal Cultivator was indeed luck.
Of course... luck is also a part of strength.
Over a hundred people headed to West County.
