klisemfg Chapter 197 Spare His Life
Chapter 197 Spare His Life
How could Luo Sifan stop now? Love and hate reached their extremes, and he was whipping the flames with sweet passion. The taste in his mouth was intense and the appearance was sensual, reaching the pinnacle of his and Yu Lishuang's mastery of the Sword Intent of Slaying Flowers.
The sword energy surged and erupted, flowing smoothly and naturally. Even Luo Sifan's lips, eyes, and appearance exuded a wild and wicked aura, as if the person he was embracing was not Lin Qianfang, but Yu Lishuang, who had been subjected to the sword intent of cutting through the flower bushes hundreds of times.
With the celestial treasures as her backing, Yu Lishuang's sword energy, even if exhausted, was nothing more than a tickle, a mere playful pleasure in her boudoir.
Lin Qianfang, at the peak of the Golden Core stage, was still just an ordinary person. How could she withstand the devastation of Luo Sifan's strange sword energy?
Until she lost consciousness, Lin Qianfang was still wavering, unsure whether Luo Sifan's attack was out of love or murderous intent...
A sharp and rounded sword intent pierced straight in without any resistance, causing Lin Qianfang to tremble all over and slump into Luo Sifan's hand in a few moments.
Luo Sifan, who was full of theatrical flair, suddenly straightened his face, instantly erasing all traces of his intoxicated expression.
The effect of the sword intent that cut through the flower bushes was so great that it was somewhat beyond his expectations; Yu Lishuang was indeed not an ordinary human being.
Moreover, with the sword intent already unleashed, Luo Sifan's Sage Time would also help him calm down considerably.
"Lin Qianfang?!"
Luo Sifan held the unconscious Lin Qianfang by the arm and swayed her a few times; she was as limp as a puppet.
Her eyes were closed, and a lingering smile remained on her lips.
Luo Sifan felt her pulse and sensed her vital energy; it was vibrant and functioning normally, which put his mind at ease.
Lin Qianfang was, after all, a prominent and well-known member of the Lin family. He was nominally a subordinate of the Lin family, so it was unreasonable for him to harm someone from his master's family.
He didn't gather too much power in this sword strike that cut through the flowers, leaving plenty of room for maneuver.
Lin Qianfang had fainted, but the effects of the magical artifact had not diminished.
Luo Sifan was still bound by an invisible force, his skin pressed against Lin Qianfang's, making it difficult for him to move.
However, this was no problem for Luo Sifan. He casually reached down and fiddled with Lin Qianfang's waist a few times, causing her skirt to flutter and a jade-inlaid brocade belt to fall into Luo Sifan's hands.
Luo Sifan endured the glaring spring light, calmed his mind and controlled the weapon. After a moment, he finally exhaled the pent-up frustration and felt relieved.
The Qiankun Belt, this spatial artifact, has been completely controlled by his divine soul. A jade belt phantom has entered the hand of his divine soul and can be manipulated at will.
After controlling the Qiankun Belt and removing the abnormal space around it, Luo Sifan hesitated for a moment, but still tied the jade belt around Lin Qianfang's neck.
He casually gathered up Lin Qianfang's loose skirt. Lin Qianfang's figure was exquisite and curvaceous, half-concealed and half-revealed, which was indeed her proud asset.
"Master!"
Luo Sifan was working hard with his head down, his face flushed and slightly sweaty, when a questioning shout came from behind him.
Jun Xiaolian, perhaps disturbed by the fight between the two, had already withdrawn from her cultivation state and stood a few feet away, frowning as she watched Luo Sifan lean down and tightly embrace Lin Qianfang, his hands clearly intending to roam over her alluring curves.
Although Luo Sifan had a clear conscience, he immediately stopped what he was doing, as if he were a thief, and stopped bothering with the wrinkles that had not yet been smoothed out.
"Jun Xiaolian, have I disturbed your cultivation?"
Luo Sifan turned around awkwardly, holding the disheveled Lin Qianfang in his arms. He was at a loss for words and simply decided not to explain.
Jun Xiaolian shook her head, her small face serious, her sharp gaze sweeping over Luo Sifan and the other person.
Although the little girl is young, she has far more experience than her peers. After a moment of imagining, her expression became incredibly rich.
Amidst understanding, sympathy, a touch of disdain, and even a hint of worry for Luo Sifan.
With his innate sword body, how could Luo Sifan not understand Jun Xiaolian's undisguised little intentions?
"Jun Xiaolian! What nonsense are you thinking, little girl?"
Luo Sifan was both ashamed and angry. He shook the inexplicable Lin Qianfang and put her into the mirage pearl, then scolded her lightly with a dark face.
Jun Xiaolian pouted, but Luo Sifan's exasperated appearance did not frighten her much.
The young girl shook her head helplessly, gritted her teeth, and advised Luo Sifan:
"Master, Aunt Qianxiu is not here today. Aren't you afraid of angering her and getting yourself into trouble by behaving so recklessly in her courtyard?"
Luo Sifan found these words absurd, but Jun Xiaolian took them very seriously. She boldly contradicted Luo Sifan, her worried and concerned expression naturally showing on her small face.
No matter how strong Luo Sifan's resentment was, he had no choice but to suppress his anger.
"Little brat, what do you know! Stop thinking nonsense... Your master is a man of integrity, how could I be swayed by such a vulgar woman!"
Luo Sifan grumbled as he stepped forward, his feet nimble, and he reached out and tapped Jun Xiaolian's smooth forehead with a soft thud. Jun Xiaolian couldn't dodge in time and winced in pain.
"How could a novice like you possibly understand the ways of a teacher? Observe more, think more, and think less! Ask if you don't understand!"
Luo Sifan was not swayed by her pitiful appearance and walked away without saying a word, not forgetting to give her a few more words of advice:
"Jun Xiaolian, my abilities may be lacking, but you must unconditionally trust my character and taste!"
The origin and purpose of the sword that cuts through the flower bushes were ultimately unspeakable, so Luo Sifan had to put on the airs of his sect and suppress the little girl's wild thoughts first.
"Yes, Master."
Jun Xiaolian was so stunned by the knocking that all her muddled thoughts were completely swept away.
He stood empty behind, responding to Luo Sifan's reprimand in a vacant tone.
"After breakfast, your master will give you a lesson on the basics of alchemy in the Moyun Sect!"
Luo Sifan had already reviewed his collection of books from his previous life and had prepared several courses from basic to advanced levels. Whether Jun Xiaolian studied on her own or followed his lectures, she could proceed step by step without fear of losing her way.
"Thank you, Master!"
Upon hearing that there were books to read, Jun Xiaolian's mind, which had been thoroughly bored by the romantic cultivation novels in Lin Qianxiu Pavilion, brightened. Full of enthusiasm, she thanked Luo Sifan's departing figure.
Now, Jun Xiaolian completely forgot about the erotic scene involving Luo Sifan and Lin Qianfang, and jumped for joy.
On this day, everyone tacitly agreed not to mention the controversy surrounding Lin Qianfang's visit that morning.
Luo Sifan, standing before Jun Xiaolian, Qingyao, and his younger brother, would hold up his books and lecture with great enthusiasm, asking and answering questions, often straying far from the topic, gossiping about things in Yunzhou and the world, things Luo Sifan could still recall.
The hall was bustling with activity, and people were so engrossed in their conversation that they forgot to leave. Time flew by, from morning to noon, and from noon to dusk. The three people and the dog showed no signs of fatigue, demonstrating the stamina of cultivators.
"Master, you said that the Thousand Cloud Spirit Ranking in the Great Thousand Hall of the Moyun Sect has a total of tens of millions of spiritual materials and pills that can be exchanged. It's such a generous offer. I wish I could experience it myself!"
Luo Sifan rambled on without thinking, and Jun Xiaolian listened with rapt attention, her eyes sparkling with admiration.
Having lost Lianbao, Luo Sifan had no ability to travel between the four realms of Yunzhou. He chuckled and didn't dare to continue the conversation.
Lin Qianxiu pushed open the door and entered. Having listened outside for an unknown amount of time, she glanced at Luo Sifan and said with a hint of resentment:
"Jun Xiaolian, your master has friends all over the world. Stick close to your master, and you'll have no trouble finding a way to achieve this!"