Peerless Sword Cultivator, Turned into a Medicinal Human by His Fiancée from the Start

"As long as I drain you dry, this medicinal cauldron, I can enhance my aptitude and become a dazzling prodigy. It is a blessing from your previous life to die under a peony tonight..."

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Chapter 242 A Beauty That Could Topple Kingdoms

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Shi Yujiao was extremely anxious and shouted at Lin Yao with all her might.

However, Lin Yao knelt on the ground, his lips slightly parted, but no sound came out of his throat.

Her eyes were filled with resentment and helplessness, and her body trembled slightly, as if she were enduring great pain.

At the same time, Gongsun Yaoqin held a spirit sword, her beautiful eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Shi Wenshan, you bastard, you should have died in the Sunset Mountains, but you dared to come to our Yanming City to seek revenge. Well then, I'll cripple you today!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she moved like lightning, her spirit sword, imbued with a chilling aura, thrusting towards Shi Wenshan.

At this moment, Shi Wenshan was seriously injured and lay on the ground on the verge of death.

Faced with Gongsun Yaoqin's fierce sword strike, his eyes were filled with fear and despair. He wanted to dodge, but found that his body was no longer under his control.

"puff!"

Gongsun Yaoqin's spirit sword pierced Shi Wenshan's dantian with perfect accuracy.

Instantly, a powerful force erupted within Shi Wenshan's dantian, and the spirit sword, like a mad beast, wantonly shattered his dantian.

The true energy within Shi Wenshan's body burst forth like a flood, instantly dissipating, and his face turned ashen white.

"No……"

Shi Wenshan let out a desperate roar, his voice filled with pain and resentment.

But he could no longer change anything; his dantian had been completely shattered, and shattered very thoroughly.

In the blink of an eye, the true energy within Shi Wenshan's body, like fine sand in an hourglass, rapidly dissipated, leaving not a trace.

His once upright body now seemed to have had its bones removed, slumped on the cold ground, all the light in his eyes instantly extinguished, his spirit vanished without a trace, leaving only a face full of despair and emptiness.

"Shi Wenshan, this is what happens when you try to provoke me and bully my apprentice and my sister. I spared your life on Sunset Grassland, but you still insisted on coming to Yanming City to die."

Fang Han looked down at Shi Wenshan with a cold gaze, his voice as cold as a thousand-year-old ice, devoid of any warmth.

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze, sharp as a sword, swept quickly towards Shi Yujiao standing to the side.

At the same time, Gongsun Yaoqin, holding a spirit sword, approached Shi Yujiao with light yet oppressive steps.

Shi Yujiao was only a beginner-level Martial Grandmaster, a world apart from the powerful Gongsun Yaoqin. Moreover, her brother Shi Wenshan had just suffered a crushing defeat at Gongsun Yaoqin's hands.

Shi Yujiao hurriedly drew her sword, but her arm trembled violently uncontrollably, and the tip of the sword swayed like a candle flickering in the wind.

She was filled with fear, knowing that she was like an ant in front of Gongsun Yaoqin, powerless to fight back.

"Deacon Liu, Deacon Dao Mo, please help us quickly..."

In desperation, Shi Yujiao pleaded desperately with Liu Ruyan and the silver-haired swordsman.

“Miss Shi, didn’t you and your brother vow to demonstrate the strength of the Shi family of Guyue City? It seems inappropriate for our Lin Yin Pavilion to make a move rashly, doesn’t it?”

A faint smile played on Liu Ruyan's lips as she deliberately dragged out her words, a barely perceptible hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

Shi Yujiao's heart tightened, and she hurriedly said, "Deacon Liu, we are business partners. As long as Lin Yin Pavilion is willing to help me get rid of Fang Han and his people, our Shi family will only take half of the profits from this gemstone business, and the other half will all go to Lin Yin Pavilion. Moreover, we also plan to purchase a large number of spirit weapons from the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and the profits from that will also belong to the Divine Weapon Pavilion!"

"This woman is incredibly foolish. She still hasn't realized that everyone in Lin Yin Pavilion is cooperating with Mr. Fang Han."

Liu Ruyan sneered inwardly, but put on a thoughtful expression, her gaze shifting as if she were weighing the conditions offered by Shi Yujiao.

At this moment, Lin Yao, the sect leader of the Poison King Sect who was being suppressed by Fang Han's divine sense, already understood the situation.

The relationship between Lin Yin Pavilion and Fang Han is close. Fang Han has been in control of the whole situation from the beginning. Everyone else is just a pawn in his game, to be manipulated at will.

With his limited strength, he was no match for Fang Han, like an ant trying to shake a tree.

However, she was firmly suppressed by Fang Han's powerful divine sense, her body was as if imprisoned, unable to move or speak to remind Shi Yujiao.

"Deacon Liu, what are you still hesitating for..."

As Shi Yujiao watched Gongsun Yaoqin relentlessly pursue her, each step feeling as if it were treading on her heart, she turned deathly pale and her voice trembled as she once again begged Liu Ruyan for help.

At this critical moment, the two heavy doors of the hall were slowly pushed open.

Lin Xunhuan, the master of Lin Yin Pavilion, walked in with an imposing presence, followed by Shang Qiyuan and the old man with white hair.

"Shi Yujiao, are you asking Lin Yin Pavilion to help you deal with Mr. Fang Han?"

Lin Xunhuan's gaze was piercing, and his voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the empty hall.

"That's right, Pavilion Master Lin, please help us!"

Shi Yujiao seemed to see a glimmer of light in the darkness, her eyes instantly ignited with hope, and she shouted at the top of her lungs.

Lin Xunhuan stood with his hands behind his back, a mocking sneer on his face, his gaze piercing Shi Yujiao like a knife: "You actually dare to ask me to deal with Mr. Fang? Mr. Fang is the real behind-the-scenes boss of Lin Yin Pavilion. I, Lin Xunhuan, am a follower of him. Your words really put me in a difficult position!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it resonated like a booming bell in the spacious hall, each word clear and distinct, making everyone's eardrums ache.

"Sect Master Lin, you...you must be joking with me!"

Shi Yujiao's face turned deathly pale instantly, her eyes wide with disbelief.

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