Vol 6 Chapter 5: Diary

The grandfather and granddaughter from Thousand Clouds Temple took a step back, their eyes filled with terror and astonishment. They never expected this senior's power to be so overwhelmingly formidable.

To casually obliterate the Demon Lord with a flip of his hand—this was absolutely not something a foundational cultivator could accomplish. Could it possibly be...

Huang Qianyun swallowed hard, his entire body frozen in place as four massive characters surfaced in his mind: Golden Core True Master.

This senior was actually a Golden Core True Master!

Just how ancient must this senior be?

From what he knew, even those martial arts grandmasters from ancient times who achieved enlightenment through martial arts during the end of the spiritual age and shed their mortal forms only reached the equivalent of the Foundation Establishment stage.

Most of the surviving ancient cultivators he was familiar with were from this group.

Did Golden Core True Masters truly exist?

"Senior," Huang Qianyun immediately dropped to his knees in worship. "Regarding the events here, this junior will definitely not speak a word."

"When did I tell you to keep quiet?" Lin Jing looked at him. "Say whatever you want to say—if you dare, that is. You might as well report that Zhuge Family while you're at it."

"Do you think I would fear offending this Zhuge Family after already killing the Snake Demon?"

Lin Jing waved his hand, using Buddhist light to disperse the lingering resentment in the area. This Snake Demon had consumed many people without causing significant external reactions—eighty percent chance it had protection.

The ancestral master of the Zhuge Family was a highly suspicious candidate.

These two probably didn't know that in another cultivation world, he was known as the Enemy of Realms, with countless Great Dao Comprehension experts wanting to eliminate him.

Those enemies were far more formidable than some Zhuge Family.

For some reason, Lin Jing found evil deeds committed by cultivators from his homeland even more unforgivable than those from the Tianyuan Realm.

Perhaps it was because in his impression, his homeland was supposed to be a harmonious society...

"This... this..." Huang Qianyun wore a bitter expression. "Senior, this Zhuge Family is not someone this junior can afford to offend. This family is one of the core leaders of the Dao Alliance. Who exactly should I report them to? In the end, wouldn't it be like 'who dares to accuse this official'?"

"I'll go!" Huang Zhixin spoke up at this moment. "What is there to fear? The Dao Alliance isn't dominated solely by the Zhuge Family. If the Zhuge Family truly colludes with demonic beasts and harms innocent people, then they should pay the price and face legal punishment."

Lin Jing smiled. Compared to the timid Huang Qianyun, the young indeed feared no tiger.

"Go where? Looking for death?" Huang Qianyun glared at her.

"Old man, it's rare that your granddaughter still maintains a sense of justice. Let her go. Since it's my suggestion, would I really send her to her death?" Lin Jing extended his hand, and a sphere of light merged into the yellow-skirted young woman's body. "Don't worry, she won't encounter any danger from now on."

"Thank you, senior!" Though she didn't know what Lin Jing had placed inside her body, Huang Zhixin could guess it was some kind of protective magic. She half-knelt in gratitude and looked up. "May I ask how we should address you, senior?"

"...My surname is Lin."

"Senior Lin..." Seeing that Lin Jing had bestowed treasure, Huang Qianyun looked conflicted but said nothing more. Continuing to protest would make him seem overly fussy. With a Golden Core immortal's assurance, he felt reassured.

However, he couldn't help adding: "Senior Lin, your divine abilities are vast and you fear no retaliation, but times are different now. Modern development has produced artifacts called 'technology'—the most powerful can easily level an entire city. Please be careful. You can find information about these through the artifact called a 'phone' in your hand."

Lin Jing waved his hand. It wasn't as if he was truly an ancient person—he naturally understood what Huang Qianyun meant. However, with his current cultivation level, he could completely disregard Earth's current technology.

Moreover, technology was like difficult-to-control magical artifacts with too many usage restrictions—no organization would dare employ it lightly.

After cleaning up the scene, the Huang grandfather and granddaughter took their leave. Lin Jing finally managed to recover his account password and logged into his QQ.

Lin Jing ignored the long string of game and novel group chats. After learning of Lin Jing's "death," numerous classmates and friends had sent private messages through QQ with blessings like "rest in peace," "journey well," and "hope you transmigrated to another world."

Most people had sent just one message before disappearing. Lin Jing didn't dare reply with thanks—what if he scared people?

Among the crowd, however, there was one person who had sent over a hundred messages, essentially using Lin Jing's QQ as a diary.

Lin Jing looked at the contact's note and fell into memory.

[Lin Lan].

Lin Lan was his cousin. However, after her parents died in an accident during childhood, Lin Lan had been raised in his household.

Compared to Lin Jing, Lin Lan had better academic performance, was smarter, and very filial. So after transmigrating, Lin Jing hadn't worried about his family back home.

At least his parents would have someone to care for them in their old age. With the money saved from no longer treating his illness, they could retire comfortably—by all appearances, the best possible outcome.

After Lin Jing's "death," this Lin Lan had continuously been sending messages to Lin Jing, recording the daily life of the family afterward.

Reading these, Lin Jing smiled. The records mentioned that although his parents were depressed for a while after his passing, they quickly adjusted. Lin Jing wasn't surprised—in his memory, both parents were workaholics.

They rarely concerned themselves with the two children's affairs, spending most of their time on work. Using work to numb themselves was clearly a quick way to emerge from the shadows.

However, as he continued reading, Lin Jing's expression gradually grew serious. Starting from half a year ago, the recording style had changed.

The Lin family was in the jade business and had accumulated modest wealth.

According to Lin Lan's description, Lin's father and mother had obtained a stone with particularly special characteristics overseas. After news spread, many buyers came inquiring, wishing to purchase it.

However, Lin's father and mother refused to sell.

This behavior seemed to have offended someone. Suddenly one day, both fell ill. Without their management, the business rapidly declined, and even that premium jade stone disappeared mysteriously at some point.

The hospital couldn't cure their illness, and considerable money was wasted without results.

Lin Jing continued reading and gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

By this time, spiritual energy recovery had become quite evident, with frequent supernatural phenomena occurring—some people saw flood dragons undergoing tribulation, others witnessed sword flight. Although experts always explained these phenomena scientifically, it didn't prevent ordinary people from speculating that the world had changed.

This became a lifeline for Lin Lan, who embarked on a journey to seek immortals. Ultimately, she actually found a cultivator at Mount Lu who helped restore Lin's father and mother to health.

[Thanks to the Mount Lu Recluse. The reason she was willing to help me seems to be because I have some special constitution. I've now taken her as my master and have begun cultivation. Mom and Dad's illness is almost completely better. Master said it was Gu poison, but it's all better now. I've also learned many recuperation spells. Don't worry over there—I'll take good care of mom and dad...]

The messages essentially ended here. Lin Jing thought for a moment and sent a "Thank you."

Simultaneously, on Mount Lu, Lin Lan nearly threw her phone when she saw the QQ message notification pop up.

"Master, there's a ghost!"