Chapter 123

“As long as Young Master Lin can save Zhang Wuji, Yin Yin Susu is willing to be your slave and maid, serving you like a beast of burden!”

For the sake of Zhang Wuji, Yin Yin Susu was willing to risk it all; others merely thought she was truly willing to become a slave for Zhang Zhang Wuji’s sake.

But only Yin Yin Susu herself and Lin Fan knew that this slave role was not ordinary.

Yin Yin Susu knew Lin Fan coveted her body, and Lin Fan knew he coveted Yin Yin Susu’s body; the two hit it off immediately.

“If you truly have a way to treat Zhang Wuji, my friend, then Mount Wudang will surely reward you handsomely!”

Zhang Zhang Sanfeng also said to Lin Fan with a serious expression.

Lin Fan glanced at Zhang Zhang Sanfeng, then looked deeply at Yin Yin Susu before saying calmly, “I can indeed cure him, but it will take some time.”

Lin Fan intended to use Ouyang Mingri’s medical skills to save Zhang Zhang Wuji, which would require a longer duration.

In fact, he had a more convenient and faster method: using his own true qi to flush Zhang Zhang Wuji’s meridians. His Dragon Divine Art was extremely rigid and yang, even a step above the Nine Yang Divine Art, and could instantly clear the cold poison of the Profound Nether Palm. However, to conquer Yin Yin Susu, he decided to use the slower method.

“Since that is the case, Yin Yin Susu is willing to take Zhang Wuji and follow Young Master Lin; I will not refuse to be your slave and maid during this time!”

Yin Yin Susu held the unconscious Zhang Zhang Wuji and solemnly promised Lin Fan.

“You are too polite. Women are naturally weak, but mothers are strong. Since you are willing to be a slave and maid for your child, I cannot truly order you around!”

“That is also fine. Then I shall entrust my disciple’s wife and the child Zhang Wuji to you, my friend!”

Since Lin Fan had the ability to treat Zhang Zhang Wuji and the strength to protect the mother and son, Zhang Zhang Sanfeng readily agreed.

“Wait! Zhang Zhang Cuishan is dead, but the whereabouts of Xiao Xie Xun have still not been revealed. Yin Yin Susu and Zhang Zhang Wuji cannot leave with you!”

It was that old nun Abbess Miejue who stood out to stir up hatred.

“The matter of Xiao Xie Xun is of great importance. I will only tell the most prestigious person present. Master Master Kongwen, please step forward; I will tell you alone!”

Yin Yin Susu looked at the heroes who still refused to give up, hating them in her heart, yet she prepared to dig a pit for them.

“...The Golden-Haired Lion King Xiao Xie Xun and his Dragon-Slaying Saber are right there. You Shaolin had better not let others get there first!”

Master Kongwen stepped forward, and Yin Yin Susu whispered into his ear; only the last sentence was heard clearly by Master Kongwen.

“What did you say?”

Except for the last sentence, Master Kongwen had not heard a single word, so he pressed her for an answer.

“Master Master Kongwen, now that you have the whereabouts of Xiao Xie Xun, don’t try to keep it all to yourself! Who among the heroes here didn’t come for Xiao Xie Xun? Tell us so everyone can share!”

“But I didn’t hear what she said!”

“She told you Shaolin to seize the opportunity first; we all heard it. What are you still pretending for?”

The crowd was somewhat dissatisfied upon hearing this, thinking Shaolin wanted to monopolize the news of Xiao Xie Xun and the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

Master Kongwen looked at Yin Yin Susu in shock; he had not expected Yin Yin Susu to frame him.

“Everyone, our cultivation is profound, and we heard the female donor’s words from start to finish. But from beginning to end, she only said that last sentence; the preceding parts were just mumbling and had no actual content!”

At this moment, the Three Du finally recovered and stopped spitting blood; they hurriedly stood out to speak for Master Kongwen.

Yin Yin Susu cast a pleading look at Lin Fan. Lin Fan smiled; he had not expected Yin Yin Susu to truly possess the personality of a demoness.

“My cultivation is even more profound. I clearly heard Yin Yin Susu state the whereabouts of Xiao Xie Xun and the Dragon-Slaying Saber. If you Shaolin want to monopolize the news, just say so. I assume these people are no match for you, so why lie? That is not good, not good at all!”

Lin Fan gently waved his folding fan. He was truly like jade, a young master without peer. The heroes present could not help but believe his words.

“You, you go too far! Pfft!”

The Three Du were angered into spitting blood by Lin Fan again. Of course, they knew Lin Fan was lying, but knowing it was useless. After all, one side consisted of three old monks with one foot in the grave, and the other was a dashing young nobleman. Any fool knew who to choose to believe.

“At your age, why is your temper still so hot? How about drinking some chrysanthemum tea to clear your heart and lower the heat?”

Lin Fan spoke as if concerned, yet not a hint of sincerity could be heard in his tone; instead, it was full of mockery.

“Pfft!”

Upon hearing this, the Three Du spat out another mouthful of blood and then died of anger.

Master Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxing each supported one of them, while other disciples shouted in concern.

“Uncle-Master!”

“Grand Uncle-Master!”

It was unclear whether these Three Du died from their severe injuries or were literally angered to death by Lin Fan.

“Shut up, all of you! Your chattering is annoying! Now that you know the news of the Dragon-Slaying Saber, why don’t you hurry and arrange for people to seize it, then become the supreme leader of the Wu Lin and command the world to obey?”

Lin Fan looked at the Shaolin monks with a look of disappointment, making everyone present believe that Master Kongwen indeed knew the whereabouts of Xiao Xie Xun and the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

Feeling the suspicious gazes of the crowd, Master Kongwen could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Fan shook his head. These bald donkeys were truly narrow-minded; they spat blood at the slightest provocation. Was this blood free?

Oh, this is ancient times; blood is indeed free. No wonder they spat it out so easily!

With matters having progressed to this point, it was clearly impossible to continue, so the heroes present one after another felt the urge to retreat.

“No matter what, I must obtain the whereabouts of Xiao Xie Xun. Yin Yin Susu, will you speak or not? Do you think my Heaven-Reliant Sword is blunt?”

Abbess Abbess Miejue still believed Master Kongwen a little, so she chose to continue pressing Yin Yin Susu.

“Talking and talking, it all relies on the Heaven-Reliant Sword. Unfortunately, the Heaven-Reliant Sword was not originally your Mount Emei’s. I think your Mount Emei is devoid of virtue and unworthy of possessing divine weapons. Hand it over!”

Lin Fan used the Nether Ghost Shadow to arrive before Abbess Miejue. By the time he seized the Heaven-Reliant Sword and returned to his spot, Abbess Miejue only then realized the sword had been taken.

“Young Master Master Tianji, return my Heaven-Reliant Sword!”

“Keep it with me for seven years. Seven years from now, have your Mount Emei find a junior; as long as she can defeat Zhang Zhang Wuji, I will return the Heaven-Reliant Sword to you!”

Lin Fan handed the sword to Wang Wang Yuyan and said with a smile.

“Fine! I hope you do not forget your oath. Seven years from now, my Mount Emei will definitely send someone to defeat Zhang Zhang Wuji and retrieve the Heaven-Reliant Sword!”

The situation was stronger than the person; Abbess Miejue had no way to deal with Lin Fan, so she could only utter a harsh threat and take her people away.

Once Mount Emei left, other sects, including the wandering martial artists, also left one after another.

As for Shaolin, having lost three of the Du generation, they ran faster than anyone else.

“Young Master Master Tianji, if you have time, come visit Jingcheng. The Dragon-Protecting Villa will surely sweep the floor to welcome you!”

Zhu Zhu Wushi brought Shangguan Shangguan Haitang and the others before Lin Fan, preparing to take their leave.

“You are too polite, Divine Marquis. There will be an opportunity!”

Lin Fan nodded slightly; after all, he still had to go to Jingcheng to treat Wujing’s legs.

“Then, Master Zhang, I shall take my leave as well!”

Immediately, Zhu Zhu Wushi greeted Zhang Zhang Sanfeng and turned to leave.

Only Shangguan Shangguan Haitang looked deeply at Lin Fan before leaving. Her eyes seemed to contain a thousand words, yet before Lin Fan could understand them, Shangguan Shangguan Haitang had already turned and left.