Chapter 16: Golden Scale Four “I’ll let you, take it.”
Linghu smiled, staring at the girl in front of him with deep eyes: "At such a young age, why do you always make malicious assumptions about others?"
Tan Xuening sneered, tears streaming down her cheeks, the warmth of her elder sister's blood sprayed on her face that day.
She just opened her mouth and said nothing.
"But even so, what can you do?" Linghu Yan smiled.
The two talismans shone brightly and floated before her eyes. He raised an eyebrow and said word by word, "Do you have a choice?"
Xue Ning's hands were shaking slightly. She just stared at Linghu Yan with hatred. Seeing his smiling face, she was filled with anger. "Why? I just want to live, what's wrong with that?"
"We've been hiding here and there, living in the countryside for these years, but why won't you, the Immortal Alliance, let me go?"
Linghu Yan laughed and said, "Don't be so excited. What if I'm a kind person and these two talismans are both life curses?"
Xue Ning looked up at her, tears still wet on her face, and she looked so pitiful and touching that it almost made people feel pity for her. Linghu Yan smiled and gently lifted her chin with his folding fan.
Suddenly, Xue Ning said, "Unfortunately, I never bet on others being kind to me."
Before she finished speaking, she slammed her palm on the ground, which seemed to activate some kind of formation, and a lightsaber shot towards Linghu Yan!
Linghu Yan exclaimed "Huh?" He didn't expect her to suddenly attack him. Although he was surprised, he didn't take her seriously. He just slightly turned sideways and dodged the lightsaber.
He laughed and said, "I didn't expect you could even do some simple magic—"
Suddenly, he felt a shock all over his body. Unexpectedly, the lightsaber came back silently from behind and pierced through his back!
He was startled and the folding fan he was holding in his fingertips fell to the ground.
He thought to himself that something was wrong. Strands of coldness spread throughout his body, followed by a sharp pain that shook his soul. It seemed as if something was spreading through his limbs and bones, blocking his meridians and preventing him from using any spiritual power.
He looked at his hands, where blue ice crystals were spreading, and muttered, "...Cold Poison?!"
In the dark corner, a faint light flashed, and a person walked out slowly, cold and beautiful, with an aloof and indifferent aura of pressure.
The man smiled slightly and said, "Hello, Master Linghu."
Linghu Yan felt a chill run through his body. He staggered a few steps and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. He forced a smile and said, "Master Yin, we have never had any grudges against each other. What do you mean by this?"
"Please see clearly, those two talismans of mine are life-saving talismans. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. How could a kind-hearted person like me make things difficult for a little girl—"
He had long guessed that it was Yin Lanxin who saved the person. Yin Lanxin had a close personal relationship with the great swordsmith Tan Yi Gu. As Xue Ning was a descendant of the Tan family, Yin Lanxin would certainly not sit idly by.
But he didn't expect Yin Lanxin to suddenly appear and seriously injure him, and he couldn't figure out the reason for a while.
Yin Lanxin said slowly, "If you want to cure the poison in your body, you must help me do two things."
The cold poison spread, and ice crystals covered his body. Linghu Yan tried his best to suppress the chill, blinking his beautiful fox eyes: "Ha, so that's how it is... Master Yin Bu saved the person but didn't take him away. He just hid him with a concealment spell, and deliberately exposed a flaw to lure me over, taking the opportunity to plot against me--"
"After all this trouble, is it just to control me?"
Yin Lanxin: "Master Linghu is truly intelligent."
Linghu Yan: "...But I'm really curious. What value could a lazy person like me, with no ambition, have to warrant such a great deal of attention from you?"
Yin Lanxin smiled and said, "You are such a kind person, there is no need to be modest."
"I came to you because I knew you were capable."
The smile on Linghu Yan's lips turned cold. You, Yin Lanxin, are really difficult to deal with.
......
Yin Pei's crimson sword slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground with a clang.
He knelt in front of Qu Wuji, not daring to look up at him: "My Lord! I——"
Qu Wuji gently placed his hand on his head and put one hand on his lips: "Shh..."
Ji Lingche stared at Qu Wuji's hand. The hand was porcelain white and slender, with blue veins faintly visible, and had an almost morbid beauty.
"Tell me, if I just crush your head, can it wash away your sins?" he said softly.
"My lord, I--" Yin Pei's words got stuck in his throat and he dared not say any more.
"You brutally murdered your disciples and servants, kidnapped and abused the common people, attempted another sacrifice, and then murdered your colleagues. You even injured my beloved disciple with your sword. Tell me, what should I do with you for all these crimes?"
Qu Wuji's tone was light and cold, without a trace of smile.
Yin Pei no longer had the arrogance he had just had. He gritted his teeth and said, "...Yin Pei knows he has committed a grave error, and death is not a pity!...But the demons are rampant. If the Lord spares my life, the Yunzhong Yin clan will surely unite against this enemy and serve the Immortal Alliance wholeheartedly!"
Qu Wuji suddenly said, "My beloved disciple, tell me, should I kill him?"
It was the first time Ji Lingche had heard such a name. It took her a while to realize that he was calling her. She opened her mouth and finally said with a smile, "...How can I have any say in what Master decides?"
Qu Wuji said coldly: "His sword wind hurt you."
She was stunned, raised her hand and touched it, her eyes full of blood, and she found a wound on her neck that was neither deep nor shallow. Her sea of consciousness was seriously injured and had not healed yet, so she did not even notice the wound on her neck.
She never took this minor injury seriously, but for some reason, Qu Wu Ji seemed to care a lot about it and was even a little nervous.
Speaking of Yin Pei, this person is really not a good guy, and it is not a pity to kill him, but tomorrow is the Immortal Trial Competition, and Ji Lingche does not want any sudden changes or unnecessary complications. She reached out and grabbed Qu Wuji's cold hand, and slowly took that hand off Yin Pei's head.
She only said, "Kill him another day."
Qu Wu Ji let her pinch her hands and looked at her coldly.
After a long while, he suddenly said in a cold voice: "Liuyetao."
Liu Yetao had been standing aside, not saying a word. When he heard Qu Wuji calling him, he walked forward with a smile, "Master."
Qu Wuji said in a cold tone, "I'll leave Yin Pei to you. Is that okay with you?"
Yin Pei suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
Liu Yetao was stunned. He was so smart, how could he not hear the subtle anger in Qu Wuji's cold tone.
Lord Qu hated the infighting and fighting among the aristocratic families the most. Qu Wu Ji had seen Liu Yetao's previous attempts to sow discord, and he wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkey. Yin Pei, the "chicken", was in big trouble. If he continued to jump around, he would not have a good ending.
How could Liu Yetao not care about good or bad? He clasped his fists and saluted: "My Lord, the head of the Yin family should be handed over to the Law Enforcement Department for trial and punishment. This is fair. I would very much like to share your worries, but I really do not have the ability or qualifications."
Qu Wuji smiled coldly: "Very good, then we will hand it over to the Enforcement Department of the Immortal Alliance after the Spring Competition is over."
Willowleaf Tao saluted respectfully: "As you wish."
Ji Lingche's lips curled up slightly. He felt like he had just watched a big show and really wanted to applaud.
The fact that Willow Leaf Peach could rise to prominence was certainly not without reason.
Ji Lingche was lost in thought when the cold hand that she had originally held in her palm flipped over and grasped her wrist. Qu Wuji suddenly pulled her into his arms, put his arm around her shoulders, and cast a teleportation spell that took her directly back to the bedroom.
......
Linghu Yan's smile almost froze on his face. "Master Yin, may I ask why you've gone to such great lengths to plot against me?"
Yin Lanxin slowly stepped forward and said, "First, this girl's name is Tan Xuening. I want you to accept her as your disciple and protect her."
Linghu Yan said bluntly: "I'm sorry, I never accept disciples-"
Yin Lanxin ignored his words and continued, "Second, I want you to find the key to Fengdu Ghost City."
"Just these two things. Once you've done that, I'll completely detoxify you."
Linghu Yan was shocked and blurted out: "Yin Lanxin, I think you are crazy!"
He was so excited that he coughed up blood and his body was covered with blue ice crystals. The poison could no longer be suppressed and it infected his meridians. If he delayed any longer, his life would be in danger and there would be no way to save him.
Yin Lanxin tossed a red pill to Linghu Yan: "This medicine can temporarily suppress the cold poison, but it only lasts for three days."
"Come to me with the key before the toxicity returns."
Linghu Yan didn't have time to think about it, and swallowed the red pill in one gulp. He felt a burst of heat all over his body, as if a fire was burning from his dantian, sweeping across his body, and finally all the ice crystals in his body were shattered.
He was covered in cold sweat, and he slowly slid down to the ground against the wall, breathing heavily, with his hair standing on end.
"...Yin Lanxin, why didn't I know you were so vulgar before?"
Yin Lanxin smiled: "It's not obscene, it's just a legitimate way of getting it."
Linghu Yan sneered: "Why do you want to open the city gate? Are you going to let all the ghosts out?!"
The gate of Fengdu Ghost City has not been opened for nearly a hundred years. I remember the last time it was opened, a great evil cultivator named Xiao Qinmian smashed the gate with one palm.
If you rashly open the city gate, not only will it be a serious crime that could cost you your head, but if the ghosts rush out of the door, it will be as powerful as a demon.
Linghu Yan: "Aren't you afraid that I'll tell your sect leader brother?!"
Yin Lanxin smiled but didn't answer. She disappeared into the darkness step by step. Her figure faded away. Linghu Yan shouted angrily, "Come back here! I haven't agreed yet. Hey!"
The blue figure dissipated, leaving only one sentence echoing in the air: "Master Linghu, you must take a long-term view."
Linghu Yan slammed his fist on the ground and said angrily, "I'm so unlucky that I was tricked into such a troublesome thing!"
He raised his head and met the eyes of the little girl sitting on the ground.
Tan Xuening had just heard everything clearly. She opened her mouth and was about to say "Master" when Linghu Yan angrily shouted, "Shut up!"
Xue Ning said "Oh" and said unwillingly, "Then what should I call you?"
Linghu Yan stood up with the help of the wall, picked up the folding fan that had fallen on the ground, brushed off the dust on his body, and said angrily: "Call me a kind man!"
"Can you please call me a kind person?!"
......
Ji Lingche felt a chill on her neck. She reached out and touched half of a jade pendant.
Qu Wuji hung the half jade pendant around her neck and said coldly, "This is for you, as a gift for becoming my disciple."
She found the jade very familiar - it was this piece!
This was originally a round jade, broken into two halves from the middle, connecting the living soul. If the living soul is destroyed, the jade will shatter.
Many years ago, she and he each shared half of the jade pendant.
But her half was broken when she died.
The jade pendant still retained the warmth of his body temperature, as if he had been wearing it close to his body all the time.
Ji Lingche's mouth twitched: "Master's personal belongings, I dare not take them——"
As she spoke, she tried to take off the jade pendant, but her hand was suddenly held down by Qu Wuji. He said coldly, "I'll let you take it."
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