Chapter 440 – Mu Lin: I Will Tread Upon the Bones of Billions of Demons

With the omnipotent Holy Salt, Mu Lin merely carried out a mission in the Black Mountain Range and gained a city’s worth of believers.

Moreover, the Black Wraith Army that fought alongside Mu Lin also became his devout followers, praying daily in hopes of receiving Mu Lin’s blessings once more.

Regarding this, he was not stingy.

Facing some exceptionally talented elite soldiers who admired him, Mu Lin truly bestowed upon them the positions of Yin Soldiers and Ghost Messengers.

He had the Other Shore Flower take root in the minds of those soldiers, protecting their souls.

He made the Soul-Binding Chains their weapons.

Some soldiers even mastered the ability of the Flame of Retribution.

And all these blessings made them increasingly devout toward Mu Lin.

Thus, although Mu Lin had left the Black Mountain Range, his influence grew stronger and stronger within the Black Mountain Range and Thunderclap City.

And as time passed, it only grew more powerful.

Sensing this, Mu Lin naturally managed it well.

While Mu Lin was cultivating believers and gathering faith, Yan Yunyu and Ji Lingsha, working together, actually brought Mu Lin another pleasant surprise.

With their considerable initiative, after loading some Holy Salt onto the Void-Crossing Ship, they actually went to other places to help Mu Lin spread his faith.

Relying on the miraculous effects of the Holy Salt, they truly opened up opportunities in two armies, expanding Mu Lin’s influence outward.

This scene greatly delighted Mu Lin, and for this, he specifically set aside a day to properly ‘reward’ the two women.

Of course, Yan Yunyu and Ji Lingsha’s actions were not entirely smooth.

Modified by Mu Lin, the Holy Salt naturally held endless wonders for ordinary people.

But by accepting the Holy Salt, Mu Lin’s influence in those regions would inevitably increase, while the army’s deterrent power would correspondingly weaken.

Regarding this, some Celestial Masters didn’t care, or rather, they did care, but valued the efficacy of the Holy Salt more.

It truly was a divine object capable of saving tens of thousands of lives.

Yet some high-ranking officials were very dissatisfied with their declining influence.

Because of this, although the Void-Crossing Ship went to four places, ultimately only two armies accepted the aid of Mu Lin’s Holy Salt.

Of the other two, one outright refused Yan Yunyu and the others entry, while the other accepted the Holy Salt but secretly suppressed devout believers who worshipped Mu Lin.

“Eternal Heaven and the Wutian Army, I remember them.”

Seeing that Mu Lin already understood the situation, Yan Yunyu, nestled in his arms, immediately asked what they should do.

“Brother Mu, what should we do about their obstruction and suppression? Should we condemn them?”

“No need… but from now on, not a single grain of Holy Salt will enter those regions.”

Saying this, a hint of coldness appeared on Mu Lin’s face.

“I want them to understand one thing: it is they who need me, not I who need them.”

Mu Lin was never a saint, nor would he sacrifice himself for others.

Since those people were unwilling to pay the price, Mu Lin naturally would not protect them.

…

The spread of faith in the other two armies was merely an unexpected delight for Mu Lin.

And this matter did not affect Mu Lin’s grand plan.

After another ten or so days, feeling that his influence was sufficient and his preliminary preparations were ready.

With everything prepared, Mu Lin immediately summoned Zhang Hemiao, Sheng Cang, and the others together. Subsequently, he even contacted the high-ranking officials of the Black Fiend Legion and the Thunderclap Legion.

Once everyone had gathered, Mu Lin began by dropping a bombshell.

“I propose a joint operation of the three armies to launch a major campaign. This battle aims to eradicate the Anomaly Evil, demonic monsters, and Malevolent Ghosts within our territories… I want to ensure that within the domains of our three legions, there are no external threats! I want this land to be purified and clear!”

“…”

“…”

“…”

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell into silence.

Not to mention Mo Feng, who had been invited, even Zhang Hemiao and Sheng Cang hadn’t expected Mu Lin to play such a big move.

A joint sweep of all three armies within their territories—this was already a battle of decisive-level proportions.

Hearing this, the cautious Sheng Cang immediately reminded him carefully:

“Mu Lin, I know you have a kind heart and can’t bear to see humans suffer, but there’s no need to rush. Our current strength is insufficient; we should proceed steadily…”

“I think it’s enough. Right now, I am strong, and I am particularly effective against Demonic Fiends!”

Upon hearing this confident, even somewhat arrogant statement, neither Zhang Hemiao, Sheng Cang, Mo Feng, nor Jingzhe refuted it.

Over the past few days, they had personally witnessed Mu Lin’s strength. He truly had the right to say such things.

However, while they acknowledged this, they still did not agree to launch this campaign.

Zhang Hemiao said, “Mu Lin, we all know you are strong, but you are only one person. Even if you could create hundreds or thousands of Clones, you couldn’t clear everything.”

This made Mu Lin laugh.

“Relying solely on myself, I indeed cannot sweep everything clean. Your armies alone cannot do it either.”

At this point, Mu Lin’s gaze turned toward Mo Feng of the Black Fiend Legion and Jingzhe of the Thunderclap Legion.

Then, a slightly amused remark came from Mu Lin’s mouth:

“But in the past few days, my Clones have conducted joint exercises with your armies several times. Do you think my Clones, combined with your armies, could eradicate the Demonic Fiends within our territories?”

“…”

Upon hearing this, Mo Feng and Jingzhe, who had originally intended to object, immediately stopped their words.

At the same time, thoughtful expressions appeared on their faces.

After a short while, Mo Feng’s voice finally rang out.

“If Young Master Mu can create over a hundred Clones and fully support our armies, then this… could truly succeed.”

After Mo Feng, Jingzhe also spoke up: “Although it feels somewhat insane, I agree with Brother Mo. If Young Master Mu cooperates fully with us, we really could drive out all those scum.”

By now, the worry on Mo Feng’s and Jingzhe’s faces had vanished, replaced by excitement.

Naturally, they were excited. After all, these people had lost much land to the Demonic Fiends, and many of their family members and friends had died at the hands of these Evil Spirits.

They harbored deep resentment and killing intent toward those demonic monsters and Malevolent Ghosts, dreaming of wiping them out completely.

In the past, they hadn’t acted not because they didn’t want to, but because they lacked the strength.

But Mu Lin’s cooperation with them had given them hope.

…

When genuine hope appeared before their eyes, Mo Feng and Jingzhe became even more enthusiastic than Mu Lin.

He didn’t even need to worry further; the two of them had already discussed where to start the cleanup and which armies to send where…

“Ghost Mist Mountain—this can be left to us…”

“Echo Valley—our Thunderclap Legion’s great drums are perfect for breaking through here.”

“Corpse Poison Swamp—your Agricultural Militia can handle this, right…”

At this moment, Mo Feng and Jingzhe were in high spirits.

Of course, Mu Lin’s discussion with them was merely a preliminary meeting. For this grand campaign to truly begin, it still required the approval of the Black Wraith Army’s commander and the Thunderclap Army’s commander.

Thus, after discussing for a while, the excited Mo Feng and Jingzhe returned to their respective legions to persuade their commanders and other high-ranking officials.

Before leaving, both of them also confided in Mu Lin.

“Regarding Malevolent Ghosts and Evil Spirits, everyone in our Black Mountain Range—from the commander to the ordinary soldiers—detests them deeply. We have even proposed large-scale purges several times before. However, we lacked the capability back then, so the proposals were shelved.”

“Now, with your help, Mu Lin, I believe the commanders will never refuse.”

Jingzhe: “Our Thunderclap Legion is the same… To be honest with you, ten days ago, thanks to the support of your Holy Salt, our army’s strength increased significantly. At that time, the commander and deputy commander proposed taking the initiative to clear out the surrounding Evil Spirits.”

“Of course, back then, we were thinking of a small-scale cleanup, not as aggressive as your plan.”

“However, with you joining us now, I believe the commander will agree to a large-scale campaign.”

…

The two left in excitement, while Mu Lin was stopped by Sheng Cang.

He was also eager to clear out the Evil Spirits.

However, unlike the Black Fiend Legion and the Thunderclap Legion, the Agricultural Militia did not have the full backing of a Celestial Master commander.

Therefore, Sheng Cang hoped that Mu Lin would advance to Earth Immortal before launching this grand campaign.

“Mu Lin, I don’t think the grand campaign is a bad idea, but the Demonic Fiends are not weak. Previously, they were enemies among themselves and fought each other, which allowed us to maintain the situation.”

“But once this grand campaign begins, their conflicts will stop instantly. At that point, all the Demons and Monsters will unite against us, even sending assassins to target you.”

“The Black Fiend Legion and the Thunderclap Legion have intact Celestial Masters. Even if the campaign fails, they won’t be afraid, nor will they suffer significant losses. But our old master…”

Sighing, Sheng Cang said seriously:

“So, I believe the grand campaign can be launched, but it would be better to do so after you advance to Earth Immortal.”

Sheng Cang’s cautious approach… was actually not wrong. In fact, Mu Lin also agreed with his proposal.

When a lion hunts a rabbit, it must go all out.

If he could overpower the enemy with superior strength, Mu Lin wouldn’t hesitate to do so.

While he agreed with Sheng Cang’s attitude, Mu Lin still wanted to launch the grand campaign because:

“Elder Sheng, you are absolutely right. It would indeed be better to launch the grand campaign after I advance to Earth Immortal. At that time, even if there are unexpected events, I can handle them.”

“???”

Mu Lin’s response left Sheng Cang stunned and utterly confused:

“If you understand all this, why do you…”

Before he could finish speaking, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Mu Lin’s lips.

Then, gazing at the horizon and watching the setting sun, Mu Lin looked serene, even with a hint of longing, as he said:

“Now, my accumulation is sufficient. Whenever I wish, I can advance to become an Earth Immortal at any time.”

“And this grand battle is the Ritual I have prepared for my own advancement.”

“Upon the bones of countless Demonic Fiends, I shall achieve Earth Immortal status, and also become the true King Yama!”

(End of Chapter)