"Long Aotian, you really are a wolf in sheep's clothing. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
A cold, clear voice rang out, filled with a sharp killing intent.
Long Aotian's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of fear showing on his face as he looked at the side of the statue.
A beautiful figure in a white dress emerged from behind the statue, her jewel-like black eyes radiating intense killing intent.
"Master, please let me explain!" Long Aotian hurriedly knelt down, swallowed hard, and his voice trembled slightly. He still held Leng Xingyue in awe.
With his current level of cultivation, he couldn't even budge a single finger of Leng Xingyue's. Seeing her coldly staring at him without speaking, he retorted:
"I heard that there is a problem in the Enlightenment Cave, so I have come on behalf of the Sect Leader to ask Master to return and help."
Leng Xingyue looked at her coldly, raised the glass sword, and said in a cold voice, "From now on, you are no longer my disciple. You have trespassed into the forbidden area and tried to release the sealed demons. You deserve to die."
Long Aotian trembled, feeling as if his soul was about to leave his body.
However, the Evil Dragon Relic had no reservations and directly unleashed a powerful pressure that swept towards Leng Xingyue.
Looking at the demonic aura surging around Long Aotian, Leng Xingyue roared, "Long Aotian, it really was you who stole the Evil Dragon Relic. Your crime is unforgivable."
She then formed a hand seal with her left hand, releasing the pressure of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator to fiercely contend with the demonic power of the Evil Dragon Relic.
The main hall was instantly enveloped by two completely opposite energies, black and white colliding and generating intense lightning.
Leng Xingyue raised the glass sword, frantically channeling spiritual power into it, and directly unleashed her strongest sword technique, Slaying Immortal.
However, as soon as she leaped into the air, her internal energy became disordered, and she was struck by an invisible force, like the might of the heavens flowing through her eight extraordinary meridians.
Seeing Leng Xingyue fall to the ground, spitting blood, her imposing aura instantly dissipating, Long Aotian was also startled.
He observed Leng Xingyue's condition; it was very bad. Her breathing was disordered, her pretty face was as pale as paper, and her delicate eyebrows were furrowed together, as if she had suffered a severe injury.
"Master, are you alright?" he asked cautiously.
Leng Xingyue forcibly suppressed the surging internal energy and said coldly, "Long Aotian, if you still consider me your master, then cripple your cultivation and come with me to Xingfeng to accept your punishment."
Upon hearing this, Long Aotian immediately understood, and a smile slowly curved his lips, as bright as a chrysanthemum.
"Master, are you injured? Let me help you!"
After saying that, he walked over naturally and reached out to put his hand on her fragrant shoulder. When Leng Xingyue saw this, she raised her jade palm and slapped it away.
However, her strength was very weak, less than one-tenth of what it used to be, and somewhat feeble, which was easily neutralized by Long Aotian's hand seals.
Leng Xingyue felt a domineering force raging within her body, causing her unbearable pain, and she collapsed to the ground.
Seeing this, Long Aotian became even bolder.
He reached out and lifted Leng Xingyue's chin, his eyes filled with resentment and fervor, and said with a smile, "Master, do you know that in my heart you are so wonderful, but you insist on protecting Lin Fan and suppressing me at every turn. It really hurts my heart."
"But after today, Master will no longer protect him, he will only protect me."
Leng Xingyue's gaze was icy. She tried to struggle but to no avail. She angrily retorted, "What do you want to do?"
“Master, you have cultivated for over two hundred years, yet you have never been intimate with a man. You must be very lonely. Don’t worry, your disciple will make up for your regret. Right here in front of the Ancestral Master’s statue, our hearts will be connected.” Long Aotian said with a smile.
Looking at his delicate and beautiful master, his lust grew bolder. He never dared to believe that such a day could come. They had only met in his dreams, but today his wish had come true.
"Shameless!" Leng Xingyue cursed, and once again circulated her cultivation technique, but suddenly spat out blood, her breath becoming even weaker.
"Holy crap, is this some kind of disloyal disciple? Is this a live stream I can watch for free?"
As soon as Lin Fan stepped into the main hall, he saw a sensual scene and immediately hid.
He hid outside the hall, secretly watching the scene inside. It was very exciting, reminding him of Arina-sensei and the times he used to secretly watch her movies at night.
Tsk tsk tsk
It was unforgettable!
"Host, please get ready. When I say 'release,' you will launch a surprise attack with an arrow," the system said.
"OK!"
Lin Fan made a hand gesture in his mind, then quietly drew back the bowstring outside the hall, keeping a close eye on the scene inside.
Long Aotian gently picked up Leng Xingyue, then adjusted her to lie flat, and began to loosen her belt with his lewd hands.
Lin Fan held his breath, making no sound whatsoever. He was very excited; he had watched many movies, but this was the first time he had ever seen a live broadcast.
"Host, are you really going to just stand by and watch?" the system asked curiously.
“What’s there to be reluctant about? They might have left traces in the kitchen, on the balcony, in the woods, and in the bathroom in their past lives. They could have done all sorts of things, so they don’t care how they did it this time,” Lin Fan said.
"I can tell you this with absolute certainty: she now hates Long Aotian and wishes she could kill him," the system declared loudly.
"What do you know, you lousy programmer? Can you believe what a woman says? Yesterday they were at each other's throats, today they're inseparable, tomorrow they're fighting like madmen—that's all normal. You don't understand relationships, and you certainly don't understand women. Shut your mouth and don't stop me from watching the live stream," Lin Fan said indifferently.
Inside the main hall, Leng Xingyue's spiritual power was sealed, and she could only watch as her belt was slowly pulled open, revealing a light-colored undergarment.
Her face was pale, her eyes filled with mist, which turned into two lines of tears that slid down her cheeks.
"Long Aotian, you will die a horrible death."
Long Aotian's gaze burned with desire as he stared greedily at the stunningly beautiful woman before him. He had been eating too much coarse food lately, so being able to taste some fine grains made his trip worthwhile.
His hands didn't stop moving, and his smile gradually became distorted. Suddenly, the Evil Dragon Relic trembled slightly, and a strong sense of danger rose from his heart. He quickly stood up, and a terrifying sword aura slashed out from Leng Xingyue's sea of consciousness, grazing his neck.
At the same time, an arrow flew from outside the hall, but it also missed.
Upon seeing this, Long Aotian's face turned pale with fright. He turned around and looked outside the hall, shouting angrily, "Who is it? Come out!"
Lin Fan: ...
"Host, let me explain. That was truly the perfect opportunity, but I didn't expect Leng Xingyue to make a move as well," the system hurriedly explained.
"Heh, System, you've finally lost me!" Lin Fan said coldly.
He ignored the system and calmly walked out, feigning contempt as he said, "Long Aotian, you murdered your fellow disciples, stole the Evil Dragon Relic, and even attempted to unleash the demons of chaos. What is your crime?"
"Ahem, and you also have the crime of insulting your master's innocence. If you're going to pretend, at least do it properly!" the system prompted.
"It was consensual between them, how can this be called an insult? Didn't you see she didn't resist at all, and tears of joy were streaming down her face?" Lin Fan rolled his eyes.
What a load of nonsense! A Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't allow someone at the Nascent Soul stage to insult them? Do you think I'm stupid? It must have been consensual.
At this moment, he also had some doubts. He had interrupted the two of them, and he was afraid that they would be targeted by them. He secretly tightened his grip on the Boundary Breaking Talisman. If anything seemed wrong, he would use the Boundary Breaking Talisman to leave.
When Leng Xingyue saw Lin Fan walk in, tears streamed down her face like a burst dam. She parted her jade lips slightly and said in a trembling voice, "Fan'er, kill him quickly!"
Lin Fan looked at her curiously. Why was she still lying there? Was she injured, or had she really been subdued by Long Aotian?
Then he noticed the blood at the corner of Leng Xingyue's mouth and asked tentatively in a low voice, "Master, what's wrong?"
"My acupoints have been sealed by that beast Long Aotian, and I can't move. You must get rid of this fiend quickly," Leng Xingyue explained.
Upon seeing that it was Lin Fan, Long Aotian was instantly enraged, his face contorted with rage, and his eyes blazing with murderous intent.
“Lin Fan…” He almost gritted his teeth, squeezing out each word, his tone full of resentment.
"Since you're here, you'll die here." He manipulated the Evil Dragon Relic to attack, the black bead flashing with an eerie light, carrying overwhelming power, wanting to kill Lin Fan.
Upon seeing this, the latter immediately summoned the Immortal Execution Sword and pushed it forward, colliding with the Evil Dragon Relic.
The two fierce demonic energies collided, causing the air to explode and spread wildly like a tidal wave, blowing the two people's hair wildly and making their clothes flutter.
One is an ancient divine weapon, and the other is an extremely ferocious demon. The two sides held their ground, and Lin Fan remained completely calm in the face of the incomparably ferocious evil dragon relic.
Although Long Aotian was only at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage, he could control the power of the Evil Dragon Relic. Even a fifth-level Nascent Soul cultivator could not withstand the power of the demon.
He possesses the Immortal Execution Sword, a divine weapon capable of slaying all evil spirits. If he can fully unleash its power, he will surely be able to kill gods and Buddhas alike.
Two forces exploded, black smoke billowed out, and Long Aotian was forced back several steps, his face filled with disbelief and astonishment.
Even the Evil Dragon Relic couldn't harm Lin Fan?
He waved his sleeve, releasing an invisible force that dispersed the black mist.
Lin Fan moved to Leng Xingyue's side and carefully examined her. He confirmed that her spiritual power was indeed sealed, and his expression was somewhat strange. A Nascent Soul cultivator being sealed by a Nascent Soul cultivator was a bit fantastical.
There was a strange power raging within her, which was the real reason she was subdued. Given her current terrible condition, there shouldn't be any other power involved.
He thought about it and realized that, as Tongzi said, he was overthinking things. She really had been subdued by Long Aotian. Anyway, her body was in complete chaos, so she shouldn't be a threat to him.
He then gently helped her up, released her pressure points, and then conjured a protective barrier before gently pushing her behind the statue.
Whether it's true or false, stability is the most important thing.
"Fan'er, you..." Leng Xingyue noticed the situation inside her body, and her expression became very interesting. She wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.
"Host, you're really too cautious!" The system was speechless; this guy was being overly cautious.
"We can't be careless, because I really can't think of any way for a Nascent Soul cultivator to control a Deity Transformation cultivator without getting hurt," Lin Fan retorted.
A program is just a program; it doesn't have a brain.
After pushing Leng Xingyue to a safe position, he slowly stood up, looked at the black demon above Long Aotian's head, and sneered, "Evil Dragon Relic, it's a pity you don't have the courage to fully integrate its demonic nature, otherwise I wouldn't be able to stop it either."
"Hmph, this time you won't be so lucky." Long Aotian once again controlled the Evil Dragon Relic to attack.
Black spiritual energy swirled around it, like a meteorite impact, carrying immense power and radiating vast demonic might, exuding a murderous aura.
Lin Fan swung the Zhuxian Sword and shook it forcefully, a loud dragon roar resounding. The black demon was repelled and returned to Long Aotian's body.
The latter's eyes released boundless demonic energy, his hair flew wildly, and his face was filled with murderous intent, like an emperor charging forward.
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