northernbook Chapter 116 The Joyful Union Sect
Chapter 116 The Joyful Union Sect
Luo Sifan was terrified, but he was unable to move for a moment, and could only watch helplessly as Lin Qianxiu's spear tip pierced his brains and splattered them.
With a clang, the sword flew and roared like a dragon, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword leaped into the air at the perfect moment.
"Don't hurt my old father!"
The horned dragon and Shu Hongyi were of one mind. Before Shu Hongyi could give the order, the dragon's eyes turned red with anxiety. The dragon's body was wrapped with a sword, and the sword light burst out in the pavilion, smashing Lin Qianxiu's spear light off course.
The roar of dragons and the clashing of swords and spears filled the air. Outside the Joyful Pavilion, the members of the Hehuan Sect, startled by the strange phenomena, all looked up at the Joyful Pavilion, which was displaying a variety of unusual phenomena.
Hundreds of men and women from the Joyful Union Sect, without waiting for instructions from their sect leader, rushed towards the Joyful Union Pavilion.
Luo Sifan was so shocked that she felt dizzy and almost collapsed when her legs landed. She was still a little shaken but very relieved.
Lin Qianxiu held onto the short gun that was about to slip from her hand. The surprise on her face turned serious when she saw who it was.
"You, Lin Xiaozhi! Your 'golden spear' never fails!"
A series of scenes that Lin Qianxiu found memorable flashed through her mind, scenes she couldn't forget even if she wanted to.
Without hesitation, the pistol struck again, this time slapping instead of thrusting. It looked like Luo Sifan was going to get his clothes torn and his buttocks swollen and red.
The Dragon-Slaying Sword was still swinging in front of Luo Sifan. The horned dragon, unaware of what was happening, stepped forward to strike at Lin Qianxiu's spear.
"return!"
Shu Hongyi gave the cold order, and the horned dragon involuntarily slowed down, its sword reluctantly retracting into its sheath.
Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi exchanged glances and smiled knowingly at each other.
As soon as Luo Sifan calmed down, he saw Lin and Shu knowingly causing trouble for no reason, and a surge of resentment rose in his heart.
How could he tolerate Lin Qianxiu's malicious slap on the butt? He'd be lucky to escape with his life.
"Lin Qianxiu! Shu Hongyi! Have you two taken the wrong medicine?!"
Enraged, Luo Sifan roared, his sword energy coalescing into claws, and he unceremoniously blocked Lin Qianxiu's menacing spear strike.
Outside the Joyful Pavilion, bursts of energy erupted once more, creating an astonishing spectacle.
After seven days of fierce fighting, Luo Sifan's body integrated the rules of the two realms. Although his Foundation Establishment realm did not improve, the solidity and variability of his sword energy were enough to multiply.
For Lin Qianxiu, the power of Xuantian's rules was overwhelming and difficult to deal with.
Lin Qianxiu attacked with hatred and left no room for retreat, but unexpectedly, Luo Sifan easily blocked the attack and deflected the force of the spear. She was greatly surprised and bit her cherry lips tightly, her eyes wide open.
Shu Hongyi's lips were originally tinged with a faint smile, but after watching Luo Sifan's move, a familiar feeling of being unable to do anything due to the encroaching rules of the surrounding city suddenly rose in her heart.
"Lin Xiaozhi! You didn't work for nothing for seven days and seven nights!"
Shu Hongyi blurted out her guess about the source of Luo Sifan's powerful otherworldly power.
"What seven days and seven nights? What nonsense are you two spouting?"
Luo Sifan's face flushed slightly, and he stood with his hands in his sleeves, determined not to lightly acknowledge what he had experienced in Fangyuan City over the past seven days.
Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi exchanged a strange look, and immediately understood that Luo Sifan hadn't paid any attention to them at all when he was fooling around on the big bed.
Lin Qianxiu tightened her grip, causing her ancestral short spear to dangle wildly in the air.
Shu Hongyi, preoccupied with other matters, quickly restrained Lin Qianxiu.
“Sister Qianxiu, it seems that Young Master Lin has been drugged! Otherwise, how could he not even remember you?”
Shu Hongyi leaned close to Lin Qianxiu's cold and pretty face and tried to persuade her.
Shu Hongyi's sword aura obscured the view, and Luo Sifan frowned as he watched the two whispering, their words fragmented and indistinct.
Lin Qianxiu, who was on the verge of exploding, was touched by Shu Hongyi's words of advice, and her bitter and resentful anger subsided considerably.
"That's true! What do I have to do with him? Let him be happy!"
Lin Qianxiu secretly complained to Shu Hongyi, completely abandoning the idea of making a move.
Whether Luo Sifan takes his medicine or not, she doesn't seem to have any right to question him.
The two people acted hot and cold, their expressions unpredictable, making subtle moves in front of Luo Sifan, leaving him completely confused and bewildered.
Outside the Joyful Pavilion, it was extremely lively at this time.
It was surrounded by layers upon layers, completely impenetrable.
The members of the Hehuan Sect were extremely cautious, and none of them were hot-tempered enough to rush into the Huanxi Pavilion first.
After Luo Sifan and the other two calmed down, they finally noticed the lively scene outside Huanxi Pavilion.
"My two friends, you are guests from afar. Why make a scene in the ancestral hall of my Hehuan Sect? Damaging my sect's artifacts will ultimately not be a good thing!"
After some discussion, a middle-aged man in a pink robe, with a long face covered in powder and a soft, charming voice, stepped forward and stood in the courtyard below the Joyful Pavilion, looking up at the three people inside.
In the air around the Joyful Pavilion, the auras of cultivators could be faintly felt, clearly indicating that the three of them were completely surrounded.
"These people from the Joyful Union Sect are quite polite!"
Luo Sifan recalled what Yao Yao had said about Xu Yuanxiang setting rules to oppress and harass the three major erotic sects of Xialiu City.
After glancing at Shu Hongyi and Lin Qianxiu, Luo Sifan smiled, turned, and walked out of the pavilion. Standing before the carved railing on the third floor, she looked down at the middle-aged man in a pink robe, his face radiating an air of femininity.
"My name is Lin Xiaozhi. I am new to your esteemed sect. May I ask how you should address me?"
In the courtyard, which stretched for dozens of feet, people crowded together, all looking up at Luo Sifan, who stood gracefully by the carved railing, seemingly about to be lifted by the wind.
They gulped down their saliva, swallowing it all.
Not to be outdone, Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi silently stepped out of the pavilion and stood far away from Luo Sifan with disdain, cautiously surveying the area around Huanxi Pavilion.
The middle-aged man in the pink robe scrutinized the three of them for a long time before saying with a hint of surprise:
"Young Master Lin's movements are unpredictable; we had no idea when he arrived at our sect. We are so sorry for not greeting him properly!"
Her eyes darted around, fixed on Luo Sifan, and the seductive tone in her voice made even Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi want to punch her.
The middle-aged man in pink ignored the two women, his eyes fixed only on Luo Sifan, and continued:
"I am Zhang Deming, the leader of the Pink Robe Sect of the Hehuan School. I greet Young Master Lin! I was just about to step forward to meet you, but Young Master Lin... with your two female companions, could you please wait a moment?"
Zhang Deming's cultivation level wasn't very high, and the Hehuan Sect seemed to intend to send him out for negotiations.
Whether it's disrespect or goodwill, it's still much better than resorting to violence over a disagreement.
Luo Sifan looked at the two women, Lin Qianxiu glared back fiercely, and Shu Hongyi nodded gently with a slight blush on her pretty face.
"In that case, the three of us will humbly await Fellow Daoist Zhang's arrival here!"
After obtaining the consent of the two women, Luo Sifan turned around and politely responded to Zhang Deming.
Zhang Deming nodded and left, presumably to arrange manpower.
Luo Sifan patted the railing, feeling a bit overwhelmed.
"Ladies, do you think this place is your own home? Taking whatever you see!"
Luo Sifan turned around and glanced at the two women, complaining in a low voice.
He witnessed the two women ruthlessly sweeping through the treasures and books in the Joyful Pavilion, leaving no room for anything, all thanks to Bai Lan's spatial mirror.
"If you hadn't jumped out and caused trouble, why would the Hehuan Sect have surrounded us!"
It wasn't Lin Qianxiu who spoke, but the sullen Shu Hongyi.
Shu Hongyi, who was focused on finding the treasure, was initially overjoyed, but was angered by the fact that Luo Sifan had ruined her plans.
"How did you appear out of thin air?"
Lin Qianxiu was filled with mixed emotions and suspicion. She gripped her gun and questioned Luo Sifan.