Chapter 98: Reunion in the Ruined Temple

"Lin Fan, you are so kind!" Huang Rong said, moved.

"Alright, we've been tired all day today, let's hurry back to the ruined temple to eat and rest!"

Lin Fan stroked Huang Rong's little head and then said with a smile.

Perhaps it was because they had met the parents, but Huang Rong was much more open than before; she held onto Lin Fan's arm and refused to let go.

Returning to the ruined temple, everyone finished their dinner. Lin Fan sat cross-legged to cultivate the Dragon God Art, while the women studied the Northern Nether Divine Art and the Soaring Wave Steps.

The person who came today was Huang Yaoshi, not an enemy, but they still felt they had held Lin Fan back, so they wanted to cultivate diligently to avoid becoming a burden to him.

After all, if not for them dragging him down, Lin Fan would not have needed to use the "One Sword Separates the World." Now, even the Ziwei Soft Sword had a hairline crack; if he used that technique two more times, this precious sword would likely shatter.

Lin Fan, however, did not care much; a precious sword was merely an external object, while the women were the most precious treasures. At worst, he would just snatch Inviting Moon's "Green Blood Reflects Red."

Far away, Inviting Moon sneezed, her pretty face slightly flushed. She did not know who was thinking of her, otherwise, she would definitely have used "Green Blood Reflects Red" to bleed them.

"Big Sister, is this the Northern Nether Divine Art that Brother-in-law mentioned?" Azi looked at the Northern Nether Divine Art with glowing eyes.

"Yes, but to cultivate this peerless divine art, one must discard the martial arts one has already learned. You are already a late Second-Rate martial artist; are you willing?" Azhu said to Azi seriously.

"Willing, willing! Only by giving up can one gain. In order to protect myself, I would even want to learn the secret-level poison art, the 'Dissolving Power Method,' let alone this Northern Nether Divine Art."

Azi was quite carefree; what was discarding one's internal energy? To master a peerless divine art, this was nothing.

"Brother-in-law, I want to discard my power and re-cultivate the Northern Nether Divine Art. You will protect me, right?"

Azi suddenly rolled her eyes and came to Lin Fan's side to ask.

"You may re-cultivate the Northern Nether Divine Art, but you are not allowed to absorb the internal energy of others. If you agree to this, then I will protect you!"

Lin Fan did not open his eyes, but spoke in a flat tone.

"What is this? Isn't the Northern Nether Divine Art just a divine art for absorbing others' internal energy and gaining without working for it?"

Azi said with some dissatisfaction; in her view, this was Brother-in-law intentionally making things difficult for her.

"First, if I let you absorb others' internal energy, I fear you will lose control of yourself, become a slave to power, and only think of gaining without effort. Furthermore, you must know that the Northern Nether Divine Art cannot absorb those with higher internal energy than oneself. If you absorb a master with higher internal energy, your own will be sucked away instead, like seawater pouring back into a river. This will only bring trouble upon yourself, and in serious cases, it will endanger your life."

"Secondly, others' internal energy is ultimately theirs; it contains their essence, energy, and spirit. Even if refined and absorbed using the Northern Nether Divine Art, it will affect the purity of the true Qi in your body, and you will never be able to climb to the highest peak of the Martial Dao!"

Lin Fan opened his eyes, walked to Azi, and explained to her.

"Brother-in-law, I don't want to climb to any highest peak of the Martial Dao, and with you watching, I will absolutely not become a slave to power. Just agree to me!" Azi leaned in front of Lin Fan and acted like a spoiled child.

"Alright, but you may only use the Northern Nether Divine Art to absorb internal energy when I permit it, otherwise I will have to destroy my own kin for the sake of righteousness!"

Lin Fan had to place a restriction on Azi, otherwise, with her fearless nature, she would turn the entire Jianghu upside down.

Lin Fan did not need to give instructions to women like Azhu, because he knew they had a sense of propriety.

"Lin Fan, can I not learn the Northern Nether Divine Art? I don't want to discard my power and re-cultivate. Why don't you find me another peerless divine art later?" Huang Rong said coquettishly.

She was already a First-Rate martial artist; she felt it was too much of a pity to discard her power.

"That's fine too. Those who are willing to cultivate it may do so, and those who are not can forget it!"

Lin Fan did not force them; there were plenty of peerless divine arts, and it didn't have to be the Northern Nether Divine Art.

For instance, the "Bright Jade Art" was quite suitable for the women; when he had time, he would snatch it from Inviting Moon!

"Achoo!"

"Who is thinking of me again? Damned fellow, let me know who you are and I'll use 'Green Blood Reflects Red' to slash you twice!"

Inviting Moon could not help but sneeze again, making her both ashamed and angry.

"Big Sister, have you caught a cold?" Lian Xing asked worriedly.

"I'm fine!"

Inviting Moon returned to calm, her expression cold. Seeing this, Lian Xing did not dare to ask more.

Back at the ruined temple, in the end, only Azhu, Azi, and Wang Yuyan chose to discard their power and re-cultivate.

Azi was impatient to discard her power and re-cultivate the peerless divine art; Azhu was worried about her sister, so she accompanied Azi in switching to the Northern Nether Divine Art. As for Wang Yuyan, it didn't matter whether she switched or not, as she had just become a Third-Rate martial artist, but Lin Fan thought that since Wu Yazi would eventually pass the Northern Nether Divine Art to Wang Yuyan, he let her switch and familiarize herself with it first.

The other women stood guard for the three of them, while Lin Fan continued to cultivate the Dragon God Art.

Another hour passed, and the night grew deeper.

"Master, are you alright? There is a ruined temple ahead, let's go in and rest for a while!"

A familiar voice came. Lin Fan opened his eyes, his gaze like a torch as he looked outside.

"Be careful, there are people inside!" Another mature voice came.

Then three figures walked into the ruined temple one after another; it was Li Mo Chou and her two disciples.

However, their situation was clearly not good. Li Mo Chou had been hit by an arrow and was being held weakly by Lu Wushuang, and both Lu Wushuang and Hong Lingbo were covered in blood.

Both sides looked at each other, stunned; neither had expected to meet acquaintances in this ruined temple in the wilderness.

"Daoist Li, what a coincidence, we meet again. What happened to you all?" Lin Fan said in a loud voice.

"Young Master Lin, it's you. We were being hunted by the imperial court, and Master was hit by an arrow while protecting me!"

Lu Wushuang was very happy to see Lin Fan again, but then thinking of Li Mo Chou's injury, she felt a bit low. After all, it was her lame leg that had held them back; otherwise, Li Mo Chou would not have been injured!

"What nonsense are you talking about? It was because I was momentarily inattentive that I was hit by the arrow, not because I was saving you!" Li Mo Chou said coldly.

"Yes, yes, you are right. Let Young Master Lin treat your wounds!"

Lu Wushuang did not argue with her, but instead shoved Li Mo Chou, who was in her arms, into Lin Fan's arms.

"???"

Li Mo Chou did not know what Lu Wushuang meant by this and was momentarily dumbfounded.

Lin Fan discovered that the arrow had pierced Li Mo Chou's shoulder. He did not waste words, directly pulling at the knot of Li Mo Chou's Daoist robe, then taking it off to reveal the bright red bodice underneath.

Li Mo Chou's face paled, and she said, ashamed and angry: "Lin Fan, what are you doing!"

"Treating your wound!"

Lin Fan answered concisely, then looked straight ahead, his internal energy surging, directly shattering the arrow into two pieces before pulling it out.

He then sprinkled high-quality golden sore medicine on Li Mo Chou's wound, took out a white cloth to bandage it, and then put her clothes back on for her. ===== CHAPTER 100 =====