Chapter 798

"You cowardly and incompetent waste, you also want to keep Qing'er? You failed Qing'er, and the people of Nanzhao Kingdom also failed Qing'er. But Qing'er was worthy of every one of you. Her mission has been completed. It is time to leave here!"

Lin Fan sneered coldly, then waved his hand to take Qing'er's stone statue back into the small world.

"You! Qing'er is my wife, the Witch Queen of Nanzhao Kingdom!"

"That was in the past. Qing'er is already dead. You chose it, Witch King!"

"Linger, let's go. I still have to go to Mount Shushan to play with the Sword Saint!"

Lin Fan said, holding Zhao Linger's hand, preparing to leave.

"Linger? She is my Linger? She is Qing'er's daughter?"

Hearing Lin Fan's words and recalling the events of ten years ago, the Witch King was full of annoyance and fell into deep self-blame. But hearing the name Linger, he immediately came back to his senses and looked at Zhao Linger with excitement.

"Brother Lin Fan, let me say a few words to him!"

Zhao Linger's expression moved slightly, then she looked up and said to Lin Fan.

"Alright, go ahead!"

Lin Fan nodded. Letting Linger say goodbye to the Witch King was fine. Anyway, they would not return to Nanzhao again.

"Mother Nanman, Mother Saintess!"

Zhao Linger went to talk to the Witch King, and Anu also shouted and ran toward the Saintess and General Nanman.

"Anu, you, what did you call me?!!!"

The Saintess was dumbfounded. Anu should have called her 'Master Saintess.' Why did she call herself 'Mother Saintess'? Could it be that she knew…

"I know everything. You are my mother, and my father is the Wine Sword Immortal Mo Yixi."

"You crazy girl, who told you that!"

"It was the Imperial Son-in-law! Imperial Son-in-law, Imperial Son-in-law!"

Anu pointed at Lin Fan. Seeing this, Lin Fan immediately looked around, looking like 'you cannot see me.'

"Imperial Son-in-law, Anu is calling you. Why are you ignoring me!"

Unexpectedly, Anu directly held the Saintess's hand and came to Lin Fan's side.

"Yueru, let me read your palm!"

Lin Fan pulled Lin Yueru's hand and pretended to read her palm.

"Is that so? How do you interpret the palm lines on her hand?"

The Saintess asked coldly from the side.

"Look at this palm, it is white and tender. This life line is long and thick. It is incredible, incredible. You have a spiritual light spraying out from your crown."

Lin Fan began to talk nonsense, and Lin Yueru laughed until her waist bent.

"Alright, stop pretending here. Did you tell Anu that I am her mother and Mo Yixi is her father?"

"Correct."

Since the Saintess had made it clear, Lin Fan did not bother to beat around the bush anymore.

"Do you know that the Saintess cannot have children?"

"So?"

Hearing the Saintess's words, Lin Fan was a bit confused. You cannot have children—what does that have to do with me? It is not like I got you pregnant.

"You told Anu about this, and now Anu has called me 'Mother' in public. How can I be the Saintess anymore?"

The Saintess looked back at the whispering Nanman soldiers in the distance, then said to Lin Fan through gritted teeth.

"Then just do not be one. What is so good about staying in this Nanzhao? Back then, you and Qing'er were both cultivating freely. As a result, one married the Witch King she did not love, and one became a Saintess who could not marry. Why bother?"

Lin Fan was somewhat indifferent, feeling that Qing'er and the Saintess both did not have good brains, just like those disciples of the Jie Sect in the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods—originally cultivating carefree in the mountains, but once invited, they ran out of the mountains to seek trouble for themselves.

Of course, those people in the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods were forced to be in the game, while Qing'er and the Saintess were purely meddling in other people's business.

"Being a good Saintess is my duty. How can I easily retreat?"

"Then that is none of my business. I believe Anu was also unintentional. Do not blame her!"

"Am I blaming her? I am blaming you!"

The Saintess rolled her eyes at Lin Fan with annoyance. This big mouth actually told Anu about this. Does he not know that Anu is carefree and cannot keep things in her heart?

"Then blame me!"

Lin Fan had an expression of 'a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.' Blame me as you wish; anyway, I will not lose a single hair.

"You!"

"Forget it. If you leave Qing'er's stone statue, I will not haggle with you!"

The Saintess just wanted to get angry, but then she started to discuss with Lin Fan in a good tone again.

"No, Qing'er must come with me. There is no room for discussion!"

"What is the point of you taking the stone statue away? Could it be…"

The Saintess was somewhat helpless, but then she seemed to have thought of something. She looked at Lin Fan with unbelievable eyes.

"Brother Lin Fan, let's go!"

At this time, Zhao Linger walked over. The Witch King's gaze toward her was reluctant yet helpless.

"Are you Linger? I am the Saintess of Nanzhao Kingdom and a good friend of your mother who talks about everything. Can you tell me if your mother's soul still exists in the stone statue?"

"……"

Zhao Linger looked at the Saintess, then cast an inquiring look at Lin Fan, wanting to know if she should tell her.

"Yes, my mother's soul is safe and sound and has always resided in the stone statue."

Seeing Lin Fan nod, Zhao Linger told the Saintess the news that Qing'er was safe and sound.

"Qing'er, I actually never discovered it. I failed you!"

After Qing'er turned into a stone statue to suppress the Water Demon Beast, the Saintess had never approached here because she was afraid of seeing the object and thinking of the person. She did not expect Qing'er's soul to have always existed in the stone statue.

"Lin Fan, can you let me say a few words to Qing'er?"

"There is nothing to say!"

Talking and talking, is it not endless? If the Witch King sees it, Qing'er will have to talk to the Witch King again. Maybe if the conversation gets excited, she will have to talk to the people of Nanzhao Kingdom.

"Why are you looking at me with this kind of look? You should look at the Wine Sword Immortal with this look! Forget it, forget it, I am afraid of you!"

After being rejected by Lin Fan, the Saintess looked at Lin Fan with resentment, as if she were looking at a scumbag. Lin Fan felt uncomfortable all over from her look, so he waved his hand and sent her into the small world to meet Qing'er.

"Alright, it is time for us to leave Nanzhao. Let's go!"

Lin Fan said and set off toward Mount Shushan. Zhao Linger and the others hurriedly followed.

"Wait, where did you take the Saintess?"

General Nanman blocked Lin Fan. Just now, the Saintess disappeared with a wave of Lin Fan's hand. She had to find Lin Fan to ask for the Saintess back.

"She is catching up on old times with an old friend and will be back soon. Anu can testify."

Lin Fan did not want to reveal the matter of Qing'er, so he explained vaguely.

"Yes, yes, Anu can testify. The Imperial Son-in-law is a very good person. He will not hurt Mother Saintess!"

Upon hearing this, Anu nodded repeatedly and guaranteed for Lin Fan.

Upon hearing this, General Nanman cleared the way. Although Anu is carefree, she would not conspire with others to harm the Saintess. Moreover, Lin Fan is the Imperial Son-in-law of Nanzhao. How could he hurt the Saintess? She was just a bit worried and confused.