My Martial Spirit is Nanobot

Chapter 416: Chapter 416 Flawless

Lin Lee raised his head and glanced at the Ancestor Yuan coldly. "This ’Heavenly Bead’ belongs to the heavens and to the one destined to wield it. You, who hide in a dark cave hoarding the qi of this dead mountain, are no more than a greedy, aging rat sniffing after crumbs. Do you honestly think a low-level Nascent Soul, clinging desperately to life, can challenge Heaven’s Chosen?"

The Ancestor’s sunken face finally twisted in pure, incandescent rage hearing his remarks. His eyes, dark as twin abysses, flared with black spiritual fire, a hot, choking wave of dark spiritual energy that made the dust motes in the air burn and dance.

"Insolent child! You court death! I will not just take your bead; I will peel the skin from your flesh and use your soul as lamp oil!"

The Yuan Ying pressure intensified a thousandfold, instantly crushing the surrounding rubble into dust, the noise a sharp, final shhhk of stone becoming powder, and forcing the Sect Master and the three Elders to gasp, dropping even lower to the ground. The very air around Lin Lee solidified into a spiritual cage. It felt like being wrapped in sheets of cold, suffocating iron.

Just as Ancestor Yuan prepared to strike, Lin Lee’s eyes flashed with a chilling decisiveness.

"Before you take mine, I will take what is yours," Lin Lee muttered, his focus shattering the spiritual lock. The spiritual cage around him groaned, then fractured like thin ice.

He raised his hand and aimed, not at the Ancestor’s core, but the tiny Yuan Ying in his spiritual space. The Life Bead within his soul pulsed violently, resonating with a deeper, more primal aspect of his Boundless Heaven Art.

"Boundless Heaven Art! Steal Fate!"

A violet, ethereal light erupted from Lin Lee’s palm, an energy that defied the five elements and targeted the very threads of destiny. It didn’t aim for the Ancestor’s Qi or Core; it aimed for the most valuable, most fated treasure that connected to the Ancestor’s cultivation. It felt like pulling a string from the cloth of reality itself.

Ancestor Yuan’s face changed and wanted to react, but the next moment his Yuan Ying body trembled violently.

Suddenly, a strange black scythe, previously hidden deep within his Nascent Soul, visible only as a dark ripple of fate, ripped itself free from his spiritual sea. The scythe, radiating ancient, deathly power, vibrated with a deep, hungry drone as it was torn loose, and flew uncontrollably toward Lin Lee’s hand.

"NO! My Spiritual Treasure! The Soul-Reaping Scythe!"

The Ancestor shrieked, a sound of profound spiritual agony, a high, desperate sound that scraped at the soul. The immediate, violent severance from his most precious, fate-bound artifact caused a devastating spiritual backlash.

Pfff!

Ancestor Yuan’s aged body shook, and a mouthful of dark, clotted blood erupted from his lips, splattering onto the stone. His Yuan Ying aura immediately became unstable, flickering violently.

Lin Lee caught the magnificent, two-foot-long black scythe, which hummed with dark power, and immediately stored it into the life bead storage, becoming its new owner.

The scythe was a spirit-grade artifact , it was a natal artifact refined by the Ancestor during his breakthrough the Yuan Ying (Nascent Soul) Realm.

Looking at the Ancestor Yuan de-stabilized condition after extraction of natal artifacts, Lin Lee’s body flickered.

Swish!

He moved, not toward the Ancestor, but in a blur of motion targeting the nearest group.

The Sect Master and Elder Hu were still kneeling, fallen in daze by the sudden situation. Suddenly both of them were startled by the unexpected figure of Lin Lee arriving in front of them.

Slap! Slap!

Lin Lee’s hands struck the foreheads of Sect Master Tian Wei and Elder Hu simultaneously before waiting for them to react. He activated the Heavenly bead of life.

Life Devours!!!

The two powerful Jindan experts didn’t even have time to scream before a pale-blue light erupted from their skulls, a sickening, wet sound of energy being violently ripped from their cores, flowing like torrents into Lin Lee’s Life Bead.

Lin Lee felt a sudden, powerful surge of hot, raw power flood his meridians, incorporating inside his Jindan in the dantian with overwhelming and addictive sensation.

"Boundless Heaven Art! Steal Life!"

Two high-level Jindan cores, the sect master had the two line Jindan with Peak realm strength, while elder Hu had the four line Jindan with Mid realm strength... both of their jindans were violently torn from their dantians. At the same time, he devoured their physical power and life.

Next moment, both of their bodies withered into ashes, leaving only their robes draped over the stone floor. The air in the immediate vicinity smelled sharply of ashes and scorched earth.

The two remaining Elders screamed in horror and scrambled backward, but Lin Lee was already in front of them, Similarly he grabbed them and devoured their five and four line Jindans from their dantians along with their powers, then his attention laser-sharp on the pale and destabilized Ancestor.

Ancestor Yuan, witnessing the impossible and brutal theft of his subordinates’ cultivation in just a few moments in front of his eyes, finally understood the true terror of Lin Lee’s speed and reaction ability.

"Brat, I will kill you... I will devour your blood."

He roared, unleashing a wave of black energy, and didn’t care about his chaotic spiritual energy.

Lin Lee’s reaction was faster than him, his Jindan already upgraded to the two lines after devouring the four jindans, at the same time his strength reached the peak of the Jindan realm.

"An Ancestor with an unstable core and a hemorrhaging soul... you are now less than the rat I mentioned," Lin Lee declared as he moved, his eyes cold and devoid of pity.

He used the momentum, launching himself forward, appearing above the staggering Ancestor with impossible speed, his Top-Level Two-Line Jindan power fully unleashed, now backed by the fresh spiritual essence of four stolen Jindan cultivators.

"You came for a treasure, but you will die with nothing."

Lin Lee slammed his fist, empowered by the Life Bead, directly onto the Ancestor’s chest. The attack was not physical; it was a pure, focused spiritual detonation designed to destabilize the Yuan Ying. The Ancestor’s body twinge in reaction to the shockwave.

KRAKOOM!

The Ancestor’s body flew backward, hitting the only remaining intact wall of the residence with a dull thud. Before he could recover, Lin Lee was there, a shadow in motion appearing beside him.

Lin Lee clamped his hand onto the Ancestor’s forehead, his nine-line Jindan core spinning with an unprecedented greed. He felt the ancient, dense, black essence of the Yuan Ying realm... a terrifying, all-consuming coldness rushing toward his dantian through the meridian.

"Boundless Heaven Art! Steal Life!"

The Yuan Ying realm energy, the very Nascent Soul itself, was forcefully pulled from the ancient cultivator. Black energy, thick with the essence of centuries of dark cultivation, flowed into the pale-blue light of the Life Bead.

The Ancestor didn’t scream; his soul essence was devoured too quickly for sound. His body, already withered, collapsed into fine, gray dust.

Lin Lee stood amidst the ruins, his body trembling not from exhaustion, but from the cataclysmic spiritual influx. His skin burned, his blood boiled, and his spirit sea roared like a hurricane. The power of four Jindan cultivators and one Yuan Ying expert rushed into his soul sea, channeled by the Life Bead.

His Two-Line Jindan core, already at the peak, shattered under the pressure. It was immediately reformed, but the two lines... the measure of its foundation... began to twist and merged into a single line.

The golden core spun rapidly, absorbing and condensing the vast, Yuan Ying-level essence, purifying the borrowed life and soul force until only the densest, most perfect spiritual energy remained.

Lin Lee tried his best to suppress his strength in order to avoid breaking through the Yuan Ying realm. He wants to upgrade his Jindan quality to the limit before stepping into the next realm.

Slowly the final line blurred and completely disappeared.

After a while, the transformation settled, a profound, dark-gold light wrapped around the Jindan core. It felt like holding a miniature universe, boundless and complete.

Flawless Jindan (Special Grade), Achieved.

A thunderous spiritual roar echoed only in Lin Lee’s consciousness. His Jindan core, now a flawless masterpiece, radiated a terrifying power that defied the limits of the Lower Realms. He could feel the pressure of the world trying to ascend him immediately.

Lin Lee pushed his will against the pull of the Upper Realms. The Boundless Heaven Art instinctively responded, stabilizing his newly formed Jindan core and sealing the ascension channel.

’Not yet. I need a solid foundation in this flawless core. I will not ascend until I reach the absolute peak of the Yuan Ying realm in this lower world, without external help,’ Lin Lee thought, a flicker of ambition in his eyes.

He turned and looked at the few remaining, whimpering disciples around, who were currently pressed to the ground, their faces pale as death. They stared at him with an absolute, shattered terror, as if he were a demon of legend, not a mere disciple.

"You all may live," Lin Lee said, his voice now deep and resonant, radiating the absolute authority of his new realm. The sound was not loud, yet it resonated in their very souls, compelling obedience.

"Gather the remaining disciples. Tell them the Ancestor left the sect to seek immortality, and the Sect Master and Elders died resisting a powerful rogue cultivator. The Hua Sect is now disbanded... I will give you all an hour to evacuate from this sect mountain range."

Lin Lee surveyed the ruins around with a calm and detached expression. He had what he needed: a Flawless Jindan Core, a Spirit grade Scythe weapon, and an entire sect’s resources.

The treasures are divided into five ranks, Mortal, Earth, Spirit, Heaven and Immortal grade Artifacts.

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