To Xu Lin’s words, and the number he held up, Yang Yao was left speechless, unable to speak for a long while.
Only Xu Lin wore a grin on his face, one could even say it was a cheeky grin.
After a moment, Yang Yao, having recovered, said,
“Xu Lin, oh Xu Lin, I truly misjudged you before.”
She had originally thought that the discrepancy between Xu Lin and her memories was due to a deviation in her past-life memories.
Now Yang Yao truly felt that the Xu Lin in her memories was the mistaken one.
“It’s perfectly normal.”
Xu Lin was unconcerned. “After all, I speak man’s words to men and ghost’s words to ghosts.”
“Fine, fine, fine.”
Yang Yao nodded with a laugh, but beneath that smile was a completely opposite emotion.
“Wanting ten women to serve you at once, tell me… are you even human?”
Swallowing the vulgar words she wanted to curse with, Yang Yao still found it hard to hide her anger.
Regardless of whether Xu Lin’s words were true or not, in her heart she had already decided that Xu Lin was that kind of scoundrel and philanderer.
“At least I’m more human than you and your Master.”
Xu Lin shot back.
He considered himself carefree; the Righteous Path and Demon Sect meant nothing to him as a matter of stance.
All he wanted was to break free from the storyline and survive.
“Is that so?”
Rage surged, and though Yang Yao had no sword in hand, sword qi condensed at her fingers, transforming into a blade that swept horizontally, straight toward Xu Lin.
Having long been prepared, Xu Lin stamped his foot on the floorboard and flew backward out the door.
“I say, Holy Maiden, you yourself said you wouldn’t get jealous, and even offered to find me female disciples.
I speak up, and you get angry again. You’re a tough one.”
His voice echoed back, his figure already airborne, preparing to leave.
Under these circumstances, he had neither agreed to Yang Yao’s demand that he not contact Jiang Luo, nor refused, which could be considered giving her an ambiguous answer.
Yang Yao stepped forward a few paces, walking to the threshold that had already been shattered by her sword qi, and looked up at Xu Lin.
Seeing his mockery, Yang Yao was no longer angry, nor did she give chase.
The corners of her lips turned mockery back at mockery, and she slowly raised her hand, fingertips wreathed in demonic aura, faintly tugging at some kind of bond.
Xu Lin, high in the air, noticed her movement and his heart lurched.
“Hey, don’t you play dirty!”
“Play dirty? Against a philanderer like you, what harm is there in playing dirty? Moreover, Sunset Sect is a Demon Sect. Why should I speak to you with those high-sounding words?”
As her words fell, Yang Yao’s fingertips hooked, and the form of binding was exactly the same as what Xi Ranchen had used on Xu Lin back then.
In just an instant, Xu Lin felt demonic aura surge in his abdomen, like chains coursing through his entire body, instantly binding all his spiritual energy.
Xu Lin’s body, suspended high in the air, went stiff, unable to move himself.
In the blink of an eye, he was like a snapped kite string, plummeting straight down.
“Yang Yao, I…”
Before he could finish speaking, Xu Lin’s figure had already vanished from Yang Yao’s sight, and his voice could no longer be heard.
Although she knew that whatever Xu Lin said at the end was definitely nothing good, being able to so easily slap down the person she resented brought Yang Yao a sense of satisfaction she had never felt before.
Yang Yao waved her hand casually, withdrawing the restriction from afar.
She knew that with Xu Lin’s realm, even falling from such a height wouldn’t kill him.
But just that one move had already made her look forward to the pleasure of slowly torturing Xu Lin after her past-life vengeance was fulfilled.
Just thinking about it made her mood immensely pleasant.
A long while later, Xu Lin, covered in dust with faint scrapes on his face, staggered back to his dwelling.
“That female villain, let’s hope she never falls into my hands one day, or I’ll hang her up and spank her for three days and three nights.”
That height wouldn’t kill him, but to say it didn’t hurt would be a lie.
Pushing the door open and entering, Xu Lin brushed the hair from his forehead, and strands of dust fell.
He pulled at his clothes and shook off more dust.
Xi Ranchen was one thing, but being left speechless by Yang Yao for the first time made him feel utterly exasperated.
Pulling his clothes open along the way, Xu Lin looked at the two demon marks on his abdomen, his brow furrowing.
“This thing really is a troublesome problem.”
The reason he was so passive, and forced to stay in Sunset Sect, was all because of this restriction.
But not long ago, after reading so many jade slips, it was truly as Xi Ranchen had said, there was no record whatsoever about the Demon Curse Forbidden Pattern.
That old monster Xi Ranchen really knew how to hide things.
Just as Xu Lin was complaining to himself, near the bed not far away, a figure, hearing the commotion, rubbed her eyes drowsily and got up.
Jiang Luo rubbed her eyes, yawned, and looked in the direction of the sound.
What greeted her eyes was Xu Lin there pulling at his clothes, and she vaguely saw some strange pattern tattooed on his abdomen.
Without looking closely, Jiang Luo’s small face flushed red, and she couldn’t help but speak up,
“Senior Brother… you… what are you doing?”
The sudden voice made Xu Lin jolt, and he hurriedly pulled up his clothes, facing Jiang Luo’s direction while his body instinctively stepped back a pace in vigilance, a look of terror on his face.
But after clearly seeing it was Jiang Luo, his expression turned to astonishment.
“You little rascal, don’t you know people scaring people can scare them to death? Why are you here?”
And judging by the looks of it, she had even fallen asleep on his bed?
Jiang Luo turned her face away, trying hard not to look at Xu Lin who was pulling up his clothes, but her peripheral vision still wandered over unintentionally.
“I came to find you today, saw you weren’t here, so I cultivated here. As I cultivated, I unconsciously fell asleep.”
Noticing the blanket still had a bit of her drool from when she was sleeping, Jiang Luo hurriedly reached out with her sleeve to wipe it.
“Hehe, Senior Brother’s bed is pretty comfortable.”
Xu Lin let out a helpless laugh.
He even suspected that the reason Jiang Luo’s cultivation had been slow before was not only due to her constitution, but also because she wasn’t as diligent as those with outstanding talent.
“You’ve really been idle these past few days.”
Xu Lin continued. “I thought after advancing to Inner Disciple, you’d be busier than before.”
The situation was quite the opposite.
Ever since advancing to Inner Disciple, Jiang Luo would frequently come running to his place whenever she had nothing to do.
Though cultivating here allowed him to cultivate using the demonic aura Jiang Luo emitted when running her cultivation technique, overall, she was still far too idle.
Jiang Luo got down from the bed and scratched her cheek.
“I heard that soon the sect’s Inner Disciples will all be going to the Luo Xu Mountains together. The bounties at the Bounty Office have all been temporarily taken down, and they’ll wait until the Elders finish discussing before issuing bounties based on the specific situation.”
Every time this kind of situation arose, the subsequent bounties would be targeted at the Luo Xu Mountains area, mainly having disciples enter to gather spiritual herbs and hunt Fierce Beasts and the like.
“Rather, it’s you, Senior Brother, you didn’t know?”
Jiang Luo was puzzled.
As the Saint, Xu Lin should logically have known about such a major event even earlier than she did.
“I didn’t know before, but now I do.”
Xu Lin twitched the corner of his mouth.
To be precise, he had just found out, and he was even being coerced into going along.
“This time it seems like quite a big scene. Those Righteous Path sects will be going too.”
As she spoke, Jiang Luo walked toward Xu Lin, her peripheral vision deliberately or unintentionally glancing at the abdomen covered by Xu Lin’s clothes, wanting to see clearly what was there.