The immortal pill is reborn and possesses the body of the charming female shopkeeper.

Chapter 175 Unleashing the Flying Sword

Lin Qianfeng snorted coldly, losing all interest in trying to provoke Lin Qianxiu with words.

He had always been wary of his cousin, so he dared not be careless when it came to a life-or-death situation.

Luo Sifan grunted and, surrounded by a group of cultivators, was struck hard by a flying hammer. He staggered in mid-air and plummeted several feet.

The Lin family cultivators, who had been patiently waiting for a long time, were overjoyed. Those who were close to him were filled with excitement and, disregarding the orders of the Golden Core cultivator in charge, more than ten of them rushed forward to strike the drowning dog.

The Golden Core cultivator's lips moved as if he wanted to speak up and remind him, but seeing that Luo Sifan was unable to make a move and could only hold back his thin layer of protective sword energy while being beaten by the crowd, he not only stopped talking, but also rushed forward in a hurry.

The Lin family cultivators who were the first to make close combat were all ruthless, vying for the credit for breaking through Luo Sifan's protective sword energy and taking his life.

Even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator has a long and profound aura, after being surrounded and beaten by dozens of people for a long time, in their eyes, he is already at the end of his rope!

Luo Sifan was pretending to be trapped. The sword energy in his body was flowing freely and endlessly, and the boundless sword intent was constantly repeating. How could ordinary sword cultivators compare?

His exhausted and weak appearance, falling and trapped, was all a result of his quick thinking, taking a blow, and his elaborate plan to lure the enemy.

The powerful sword intent that permeated his soul, body, and flesh had been nurtured for a long time and had never been used lightly. This time, he lured the dozen or so cultivators who were ganging up on him closer and took advantage of their carelessness and impatience, when their spiritual energy was interrupted. Luo Sifan's flying sword intent was ready to be unleashed!

Lin Qianxiu's calm expression suddenly changed, her eyes flashed, and her spear momentum surged. She abandoned Lin Qianfeng and went towards the seven or eight cultivators who were attacking her from the side.

Lin Qianfeng's mind raced, and he was both surprised and delighted. His cousin couldn't hold back any longer? The door was wide open, giving him a golden opportunity!

With a loud shout, Lin Qianfeng unleashed the full power of his Golden Core, channeling it into the tip of his spear. Victory was already firmly in his grasp, and a smile crept onto his lips.

The void shattered, and a muffled sound piercing the soul echoed across the sky. At that moment, a dazzling sword blade, as if a celestial being had wielded a sword, swept across the heavens.

Within a radius of more than ten miles, everyone from the Golden Core stage to the Foundation Establishment stage was startled by the terrifying sound and light, causing their actions to slow down by a beat.

The silent soldiers watching were momentarily stunned. When they regained their senses, they saw more than ten blood blossoms burst open beside Luo Sifan, and dozens of pieces of his body fell to the ground like fireworks.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Qianxiu leaped like the wind and unleashed seven or eight spear strikes in an instant, each one stained with blood. By the time Lin Qianfeng's spear, imbued with the power of his Golden Core, was about to strike with full force, Lin Qianxiu was already calm and composed. She turned her spear around and retreated with a flick of her wrist.

"Lin Qianxiu!"

Lin Qianfeng's eyes widened in fury, and in an instant, the smile on his lips was replaced by overwhelming hatred.

The thunderous cheers of four or five thousand soldiers of the Cloud Army were only realized belatedly when someone took the lead and the cheers rose in waves.

Under Lin Qianxiu's full-force spear attack, Lin Qianfeng's subordinates were all riddled with bloody holes in their vital points, standing stiffly in mid-air like walking corpses, their bodies shattered and their souls gradually fading away.

"Lin Qianfeng! Surrender now!"

Lin Qianxiu let go of the opportunity to counterattack Lin Qianfeng, raised her spear, and, with the option to advance or retreat, stared intently at Lin Qianfeng and gave a cold shout.

Lin Qianfeng slowly turned his spear around, watching as his proud subordinates, who had been frozen in mid-air, fell one after another like tattered rags, their necks drooping.

The hatred in his eyes ultimately turned not towards Lin Qianxiu, but towards Luo Sifan, who was relentlessly pursuing several severely injured Lin family cultivators.

Lin Qianxiu stood between them, holding her spear horizontally:

"Lin Qianfeng, now you know why I don't need to worry about him anymore?"

The smile on his face made Lin Qianfeng furious again, and he felt a mouthful of blood rise to his throat, which he swallowed viciously.

Luo Sifan struck with a single move, swiftly dispatching the remaining fleeing Lin family cultivators as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

He moved over, panting, and his white wedding dress, a gift from Bai Lishuang, was now stained with blood.

After killing Qi Xiu, this was the first time he had been forced to take action, killing nearly twenty cultivators. His face showed not only exhaustion but also lingering fear.

"Not playing anymore?"

Luo Sifan's face relaxed, and she looked at her white robe with a pang of heartache.

"My cousin knows how to navigate social situations and knows when to advance and retreat. We shouldn't need to fight anymore, right, cousin?"

Lin Qianxiu showed no mercy, stabbing at Lin Qianfeng.

After a long silence, Lin Qianfeng shook his spear, put it away, took something out of his pocket, and tossed it to Lin Qianxiu.

Lin Qianxiu caught it with her hand, squeezed it for a moment, and then put it into her bosom.

Lin Qianfeng suppressed the hatred in his eyes and scanned Lin and Luo:

"Lin Qianxiu! I will truthfully report to the Ancestor the matter of your command of the Western Expeditionary Army, which led to the disappearance of the Spirit Embryo Stone Egg! As for your seizure of the commander's seal and the massacre of nearly a hundred Lin family subordinates, I will also report to the Ancestor to seek justice for how this matter is resolved!"

Lin Qianfeng's tone was clearly mocking, as if he were telling Lin Qianxiu that he had caught her hidden weakness and that her day of misfortune was not far off.

Lin Qianxiu frowned:

"Get out of here now! Otherwise, I'll get angry and give you a good beating!"

Lin Qianfeng glared menacingly at Luo Sifan before leaping away and fleeing to the southeast.

Lin Qianxiu and Luo Sifan watched his figure disappear from sight, then turned and looked at each other.

"Lin Xiaozhi! You're quite unexpected. Not only can you take a beating, but you're also a great actress! That flying sword was well hidden!"

Lin Qianxiu's eyes flickered, but her tone remained somewhat distant and wary.

Luo Sifan was already in a bad mood, so she glared at her and turned to leave.

"You're such a difficult woman to please!"

Muttering could be faintly heard.

Hey! I haven't settled accounts with you yet!

Lin Qianxiu stomped her feet in anger, remembering the messy incident of being forcibly kissed in public by him. In the heat of the moment, she had almost forgotten about it.

She wanted to chase after Luo Sifan and teach her another lesson, but the soldiers of the Rolling Cloud Army beneath her stood tall and ready, and dozens of officers and lieutenants had already taken to the air and were heading straight for her.

Lin Qianxiu straightened her face, still too lazy to pay attention to Luo Sifan. Business was more important. She stepped down from the sky and met the cheering and increasingly excited soldiers of the Rolling Cloud Army.

Luo Sifan returned to Bamianyuan alone, briefly explained the day's battle situation to Mu Yuansheng, asked Mu Yuansheng for a tent to stay in, and then wanted to wash up properly and change out of his blood-stained clothes.

Mu Yuansheng was meticulous in his actions, and the maids he sent were all capable people who served Luo Sifan with utmost care. He didn't have to put in much effort to wash up and change into a clean robe.

As for the blood-stained clothes, they were made of luxurious materials and craftsmanship. Without waiting for Luo Sifan's request, the maidservant instructed the servants to take them away and wash them carefully.

Only after Luo Sifan was completely clean and tidy did he dare to go to Mu Yuansheng's tent to find Qingyao, little brother.

Covered in blood and exuding a murderous aura, he was afraid of corrupting the child.