binnovel Chapter 115 Two Beauties Explore Treasure
Chapter 115 Two Beauties Explore Treasure
"Don't be afraid, you won't die. I still have a use for you."
The beautiful woman in white added a timely remark, which calmed Luo Sifan's wildly beating heart.
Although the Heavenly Spirit Embryo had already become uncontrollable and severed its connection with her mind, the beauty in white could still salvage the situation by working with Luo Sifan and Lin Qianxiu, drawing upon the Heavenly Spirit Embryos they had acquired when they advanced to the Mahayana realm.
Seeing that Luo Sifan was frightened and submissive, and looked guilty, the woman in white felt that it was enough. She withdrew her coldness and her expression softened.
“Luo Sifan, our fate is extraordinary. First, we both originate from the Immortal Realm. Second, you unintentionally took away the spiritual fetus I nurtured. Since you have recognized her as your daughter, I, as her natural mother, will inevitably have to get closer to you from now on.”
The woman in white quickly became much more intimate with Luo Sifan, seemingly trying to win him over.
Luo Sifan carefully observed the white-clad beauty's expression and tone, and dared not be too casual, so he gave an awkward smile:
"I am deeply grateful to have the opportunity to form a connection with you, senior. I was rash and presumptuously claimed to be your father during the formation of your spiritual embryo, which was somewhat disrespectful. From now on, let us each speak our own mind, and you need not take offense!"
The woman in white shook her head, her tone resolute:
"This is a destiny ordained by the heavens, how can we not take it seriously? From now on, let us address each other as equals, and stop calling each other 'senior'!"
Unable to guess what she was thinking, Luo Sifan could only nod in agreement.
“Luo Sifan, from now on you will address me by the name Bai Lan.”
The woman in white's eyes flickered, her emotions seemingly fluctuating, and she said with a self-deprecating tone:
"It's been at least eight hundred years since this name was last mentioned. If I don't use it again, I'm afraid even I'll forget about it."
The woman's emotions fluctuated without any attempt to conceal them, which intrigued Luo Sifan, though he maintained an expression of complete oblivion.
"Like an orchid blooming in a secluded valley, leaving its fragrance in the snow, Sister Lan's name is just as beautiful as her personality!"
Luo Sifan shamelessly began to flatter Bai Lan.
A cold glint flashed in Bai Lan's eyes as she thoughtfully glanced at Luo Sifan and said in a low voice:
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. The person who named me back then was spouting nonsense, making up all sorts of flowery words, and they were just like you!"
Luo Sifan's heart skipped a beat, and she inwardly cursed, wondering how that person had offended her back then. She quickly changed her mind and said with a forced smile:
"Sister Lan is naturally beautiful, and there are very few in the mortal world who can compare to her. Not to mention me, even if it were a thousand or a hundred people, their feelings would probably be the same."
Bai Lan gave a cold snort, not buying his act, and instead rolled her eyes at Luo Sifan:
"You smooth talker, Luo Sifan, you're even more unreliable than that guy back then!"
Luo Sifan repeatedly made the wrong attempts at flattery, and with a wry smile, dared not respond to Bai Lan's words any further.
Fortunately, although Bai Lan's resentment was inexplicable, she did not vent it on Luo Sifan. In the end, Luo Sifan's importance in her heart was as light as a feather.
Luo Sifan remained silent, and Bai Lan immediately stopped thinking about those unpleasant past events.
"Sister Lan, since you are the boss here, why not give me some face and let me and my companions leave this place?"
Bai Lan's expression softened slightly, and Luo Sifan boldly made a small request to her.
After more than ten days of ups and downs in the Netherworld Valley, and the unspeakable experiences he had encountered, Luo Sifan could no longer hold back.
Bai Lan, who seemed to be plotting something, replied leisurely upon hearing this:
“Brother Fan, what’s the rush? Once you come to the Realm of Frost Chant, you won’t want to leave. Each of the seventy-two secret realms contains treasures and secret techniques that Xu Yuanxiang plundered back then. You might as well stay a few more days; it will greatly benefit your future cultivation.”
Luo Sifan, thinking of Lin Qianxiu, still said impatiently:
"Sister Lan, I'm all alone, so it doesn't really matter to me. But my companions who came with me might not have the time to search for treasure here."
Lin Qianxiu had told him that she was going to the capital, which was related to the succession struggle in the Lin family.
A faint smile appeared on Bai Lan's face. She reached out and wiped her hand, and before Luo Sifan's eyes, the air rippled slightly, and a mirror about a foot in size suddenly solidified.
Under the mirror, Luo Sifan saw two familiar beauties walking hand in hand, completely unaware of each other's presence. Their expressions were intimate, almost as if they were about to hold hands.
The distant shouts and clamor could be faintly heard. Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi, however, looked smug as they darted around in a pavilion, seemingly searching for hidden treasures within.
Luo Sifan watched silently as the two of them moved through doors and rooms, rummaging through drawers and cabinets, working together with the perfect teamwork of master thieves.
"Brother Fan, your two confidantes are really thriving with me. Should I bring them over now?"
Bai Lan seemed completely unfazed by the scene before her, laughing and teasing the speechless Luo Sifan.
"This... Sister Lan, where are they? They're behaving so recklessly, I'm afraid something might happen to them."
Luo Sifan shook his head at the two women's actions, but still worried about their safety, so he turned to Bai Lan for advice.
Bai Lan's lips curled up subtly as she stared meaningfully at Luo Sifan:
“Brother Fan, the place they’re at is the Joyful Pavilion of the Joyful Union Sect, isn’t it? This is an old sect that has been around in the Eastern Lands for nearly ten thousand years. The pavilion has countless rare treasures, secret techniques, and all sorts of tricks. Since you’re concerned about them, I’ll send you there to travel with them!”
Upon hearing the words "Hehuan Sect," Luo Sifan was taken aback. Before he could say anything, a powerful force lifted him up from head to toe, and he was slammed into the mirror.
"Sister Lan, wait a minute..."
Beyond the mirror, only Luo Sifan's abrupt, half-finished exclamation remained.
Bai Lan clapped her hands, wiping away the swaying mirror, and then chuckled. Yao Yao's face gradually changed, transforming from a resemblance to Bai Lan to a somewhat dazed Yao Yao.
"Young Master Lin!?"
Yao Yao woke up as if from a dream, her face full of surprise and doubt, searching everywhere for the missing Luo Sifan.
Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi were casually browsing through the books in a library, reading quickly and efficiently. Any books that could help with cultivation were collected into their personal storage containers.
Unexpectedly, the void changed. Lin and Shu looked up in horror. About ten feet above the hall, a terrifying void flashed, and a humanoid figure with bared teeth and claws, talking incoherently, fell down from the spatial rift that closed in an instant.
Lin Qianxiu instantly drew a short gun, her qi flowing freely, causing the tip of the gun to swell and thrust fiercely at the rolling figure.
Shu Hongyi was equally alert, but the sword cultivators' perception was far superior to Lin Qianxiu's.
With the dragon-slaying sword in hand, before she could even deliver it, she was already shocked to realize who the still unstable human form was after breaking through space was.
"Qianxiu, you mustn't!"
Lin Qianxiu was unaware that Shu Hongyi's words had already come out, but it was already a little too late.
The Lin family's ancestral spear technique, using spiritual energy to control the spear and transform it into form, can be both real and illusory in an instant. It can pierce through the air as if it were nothing, as fast as lightning, and is both steady and accurate, directly piercing Luo Sifan's face as he rolled down.
In a daze, a deadly white light flashed before Luo Sifan's eyes.