newbobooks Chapter 259 That Prodigy of the Lin Family
Chapter 259 That Prodigy of the Lin Family
Xue Lan was dragged and pulled all the way to the place where Yan Chengxue was refining weapons.
Yan Chengxue looked at the courtyard gate. Wu Yijun, who had promised to help him teach people, was standing at the gate waiting for them. The woman had beautiful features and a hint of cunning.
"Where are my disciples?" he couldn't help but ask.
Wu Yijun smiled and said, "I called Lin Su over; he's the one teaching now."
Yan Chengxue sneered. His disciples were truly unlucky; in just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they had changed masters three times.
Of course, now that Lin Su has taken on the responsibility, he doesn't plan to find work himself. The young man glanced at Xue Lan, whose wrist was still being held by Xue Tong, and couldn't help but speak:
"Can your sister still be hidden in your sleeve?"
Xue Tong's expression froze. The girl looked at Yan Chengxue and asked sincerely, "Does cultivating in the War Puppet Palace damage your brain?"
In that brief exchange, Yan Chengxue knew that Xue Lan was no longer the same person she had been ten years ago. This sharp-tongued girl beside her was someone she couldn't afford to offend.
The young man spread his hands in front of Xue Lan.
"Where are my things?"
Then everyone saw Xue Lan straighten up, straighten her clothes, and take out a large bag from her sleeve.
He was taller than this person when placed in front of Yan Chengxue.
The woman gritted her teeth: "Check your order list. I made all of these myself, not a single one missing. I absolutely did not have anyone else do it for me."
Yan Chengxue ignored Xue Lan's murderous tone, and with a beaming smile, untied the bundle. When he saw the two small boxes on top, the young man was slightly taken aback.
A proud expression appeared on Xue Lan's face.
Yan Chengxue opened one of the boxes, and after confirming his thoughts, he felt a pang of guilt.
My intestines are full of regret.
"Where did you get this silkworm silk from?" The young man's voice was a little hoarse, and a hint of emotion appeared on his delicate face.
"Your question is a bit presumptuous," Xue Lan said, picking up another box from the pile of magical artifacts and tossing it to Wu Yijun.
"Jun Jun, here's a gift for us."
Wu Yijun already knew what was inside the box, but he still couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he opened it.
"Thank you, senior sister."
Xue Lan glanced at Yan Chengxue: "See, this is a normal reaction."
Yan Chengxue chuckled softly, unusually refraining from arguing with the man, and instead cupped her fists towards Xue Lan with her fan in hand.
"Thank you, senior sister."
Now it was Xue Lan's turn to lose her composure. The woman's expression stiffened, and she stiffly raised one hand and placed it on Yan Chengxue's right shoulder.
While cursing inwardly why he had to be so tall, he used his spiritual power to investigate the person in front of him.
Yan Chengxue knew that Xue Lan was examining the old wound she had left on her shoulder years ago, but she didn't dodge. She just stood there quietly, still having the mind to mock Xue Lan.
"If you slap me again, it'll feel worth it."
Xue Lan looked up and glared at him.
After the investigation was over, Xue Lan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the inner demon from back then hadn't crippled Yan Chengxue, otherwise she would have been the eternal sinner of the War Puppet Mansion.
Yan Chengxue watched as Xue Lan finished her investigation, and the young man's eyes held a smile: "You came to the War Puppet Mansion, surely not just to deliver something to me, right?"
Xue Lan clapped her hands: "Smart, I'm going to take Lin Su away."
Yan Chengxue's smile froze, and then she said, "Even if you gave us both precious gifts, we are not qualified to give Lin Su to you."
As he said this, the young man put the small box he was holding back into his sleeve.
It seemed that she was afraid Xue Lan would want to go back.
Xue Lan said helplessly, "What are you thinking? The people from the Upper Realm didn't get a spot in the second trial of the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop. I'm just a little worried."
Yan Chengxue and the other person finally understood Xue Lan's meaning. Wu Yijun took two steps forward and said, "I'm scared."
Xue Lan nodded.
Scared? Not at all!
She had previously invaded Wu Jin's sea of consciousness and knew that the Lin family prodigy who might need the Lianchuan spiritual root was a Heaven-grade Wind spiritual root.
The laws of the Heavenly Dao in the Yuanming Realm were established ten thousand years ago: mutated spiritual roots cannot coexist within a single person. The Lin family couldn't possibly be unaware of this.
Even so, the Lin family still decided to take action against Lian Chuan, even at the cost of colluding with the demons of the lower realm and offending the wolf clan.
What does such a huge cost signify?
This demonstrates that the Lin family has absolute confidence that they can accomplish this unprecedented and unparalleled fusion of spiritual roots.
Xue Lan chuckled softly to herself.
Things have come to this point, and everything is clear.
Behind such a person, there must be demons guiding him.
Yan Chengxue looked at the woman in front of her who remained silent, and then gently said, "If you are really worried, you can stay in Xie Cui City for the next few years. With the power of the War Puppet Mansion, we can still protect the two of you."
Upon hearing this, Xue Lan slowly shook her head: "You've misunderstood."
Yan Chengxue had a bad feeling: "What do you mean?"
Xue Lan's eyebrows were curved, and her hands were tucked into her sleeves, making her look like an adorable big rabbit.
“I’m not trying to hide from them, but rather I’m going to take Lin Su to find them.”
"An eagle soars through the sky, intent on devouring a wolf cub, but how can it be sure it won't fail and have its wings torn off by the cub?"
If that prodigy with the wind spirit root were to come in person before the Wan Gong Workshop trial, then she would…
Hunting Wind!
Yan Chengxue couldn't help but retort after hearing Xue Lan's words: "No, it's too dangerous for you two weapon cultivators."
Xue Lan smiled: "You look down on weapon cultivators?"
"Don't be reckless!" Wu Yijun also stepped in to dissuade him: "The Heavenly Dao of Yuanming Realm is weak. The gap between you and the people from the Upper Realm is too great. Don't take risks lightly."
"Xue Lan, a wise man does not stand under a crumbling wall."
Xue Lan nodded obediently: "I know, I know."
She obediently agreed at first, but then immediately began making plans.
"First, I'm not a gentleman. Given my current status, the entire Yuanming Realm is surrounded by walls. Second, I'm not planning to do this alone!"
Yan Chengxue looked at Xue Lan and knew something was wrong.
Sure enough, the woman's next words were: "I came here to find you, didn't I?"
He instinctively tried to back away, but it was too late. Xue Lan had somehow grabbed his and Wu Yijun's hands, her smile genuine and radiant.
"Fellow Daoist is in trouble, can you all stand idly by?" Xue Lan asked.
Yan Chengxue glanced at Xue Tong beside Xue Lan, hoping that her younger sister would keep Xue Lan in check, but Xue Tong remained calm, as if she had already gotten used to it.
Then look at the young man who hasn't said a word since he came in.
Lu Feng: Don't look at me like that. She even cuts down the sacred tree. What's this compared to that?
Yan Chengxue: "Actually, I..."
"No!" Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Xue Lan's indignant words, her gray eyes seemingly filled with tears. Her voice was somewhat hoarse.
"Can you really bear to let me hide forever?"
Yan Chengxue fell silent, looking at Xue Lan with a sense of utter despair.
So, under Xue Lan's unreasonable demands, the group formed a temporary alliance, preparing to defy the world and take action against the genius from the upper realm who might not have set off yet, or might already be on his way.
This is what is called the "hunting wind".