Why did you help me? Do you like me?
Su Li's ears turned red instantly, and his heart started racing. It was as if a voice inside him was saying, "Yes, yes, I like you."
But reason told him that he and she were just casual acquaintances, only met twice, not even familiar strangers, so how could he possibly like her?
"We don't want you to destroy the millennia-old foundation of Samsara Temple in one day."
"Do you know that when you're making excuses, you can't look people in the eye?"
Su Li was somewhat annoyed that he had been exposed. He turned his face and looked at her calmly.
Linghu Lan couldn't help but chuckle. How cute, she actually fell for it.
Su Li was truly enraged; the demon had lied to her.
He vanished in a flash.
...
After the cultivators were teleported out, a sense of joy at seeing the light of day again welled up in their hearts.
Many people immediately went to their elders, some complaining, others weeping.
Those who were able to enter the secret realm were all genius disciples, and to be robbed by demon cultivators inside was truly the greatest disgrace of their lives.
The peak masters and elders of several sects exchanged only a few glances before setting off in a grand procession to demand an explanation from the Samsara Temple.
“Abbot Jianzheng, although my Zixia Sect is a small sect, we did our part when the secret realm opened. Now, our disciples are being robbed by demon cultivators in the secret realm. How do you explain this?”
"Indeed, all the magical treasures, pills, and spiritual herbs on the bodies of my dozens of disciples were looted. This trip to the secret realm not only yielded no gains, but also resulted in heavy losses. Abbot Jianzheng, although we are old friends, you must give me an explanation today!"
"Yes, yes, that's right!"
"The major sects cannot afford to be injured, and our small sects will suffer even more severe damage."
This is one large voice, and a smaller voice targets Linghu Lan directly.
“Abbot Jianzheng, you defied all objections and allowed this monster to enter the secret realm. I believe this monster must have colluded with the monsters inside to rob our disciples.”
"That's right! It must be this monster."
Hundreds of cold lights shot towards Linghu Lan simultaneously.
Linghu Lan glanced at everyone silently. "What you all say is true, but..."
"Where's the evidence?"
After saying that, he continued eating cherries without changing his expression.
Cherry Shooter, fire!
"Rat-a-tat-tat~ Rat-a-tat-tat~"
All the cherry pits fell into a bamboo basket; not a single one landed on the ground.
The crowd was furious. What evidence do you need to kill someone?
"Monster, you are far too arrogant."
"Monster, come out and face your death!"
Some people took action, while others, who had always been on good terms with the Samsara Temple, neither took action nor helped the temple, simply because this monster was too infuriating.
Linghu Lan calmly crushed a shield talisman, and a thick layer of protection immediately surged around her.
Fifth-grade shield talisman?
This is a defense that only a cultivator at the Void Realm can break through.
There are only a few hundred Void Realm cultivators on the entire continent, and they are all the most powerful figures in their respective sects. Naturally, it's impossible for them to wait outside a Foundation Establishment secret chamber for their disciples to emerge from seclusion.
The highest level cultivator present was a Nascent Soul cultivator.
The cultivators were even more enraged. They were determined to fight even if they couldn't break through the defenses, as they were about to explode with anger if they didn't vent their frustration.
Linghu Lan calmly took out another Thunderstorm Talisman, flicked her finger, and the talisman silently stuck to the Nascent Soul cultivator who was the one who had been attacking the most fiercely and was the one who was closest to the front.
A thunderous roar suddenly descended from the heavens.
The cultivator laughed, "Hahaha! Lightning is about to strike you, you monster!"
Linghu Lan smiled slightly, pursed her lips, and mouthed "Bang!"
A loud "bang!"
The Nascent Soul cultivator was blasted away, and more than a dozen other cultivators around him were also charred black.
He couldn't understand why lightning didn't strike the monster, and why the monster wasn't afraid of getting tired.
That's so unreasonable!
The cultivators cried out: "A monster is bullying us!!!"
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