357: I am only lustful

“From Xuanku Mountain?”

“Precisely.”

“Oh, bind yourselves and await judgment.”

Xu Sanyan looked indifferent, his expression showing he didn't put them in his eyes at all, nor did he treat them as people.

“You!”

Zhao Xunkong's Face instantly flushed with anger; even if you are a Wang Family member, you cannot disrespect Xuanku Mountain like this!

Seeing that Xu Sanyan came with ill intentions, Zhao Xunkong immediately changed his demeanor, a cold glint appearing in his eyes, and he sneered, “Wang Family members truly have great prestige.”

Then he feigned sudden realization, “Oh, I forgot you don’t even count as a Wang Family member, just a… haha.”

Although he didn't finish his sentence, everyone understood his meaning.

A dog relying on its Revered Master's power.

Zhao Xunkong said he was relying on the Wang Family's power to act unscrupulously, wasn't that precisely the saying 'a dog relying on its Revered Master's power'?

Xu Sanyan's expression remained normal. He turned his head and looked him squarely in the eye, saying very strangely, “Who gave you the guts to curse me?”

Zhao Xunkong mocked, “When did I curse you? Did you hear me curse Young Master Lin?”

“No, absolutely not.”

“Senior Brother Zhao is a gentleman; how could he utter vulgar words.”

The Xuanku Mountain Junior Brothers all chimed in, and Zhao Xunkong looked at him smugly upon hearing this.

Xu Sanyan raised an eyebrow. How many years had it been since he encountered such a person? Thinking back carefully, the last time someone actively sought death was the last time.

Swish—

Suddenly, a faint light flashed. Before Zhao Xunkong and the others could react, Xu Sanyan's figure had already disappeared in the distance.

Zhao Xunkong immediately became alert, his palm resting on the hilt of his sword, ready to erupt in resistance at any moment.

“Senior… Senior Brother…”

A slightly startled voice came from behind him from a Junior Brother. Zhao Xunkong's body instantly stiffened, cold sweat trickling down his temples, and his palms became slick with sweat.

But he didn't dare to wipe it, because at this moment, a hand was resting on his shoulder, only a palm's distance from his neck. With just a slight movement, it could take his life instantly.

Zhao Xunkong subconsciously swallowed, the fear in his eyes almost overflowing, and he squeezed out a few words with difficulty through gritted teeth,

“Soul Refinement Realm…”

Although Zhao Xunkong only had Foundation Establishment Completion cultivation, he had seen Soul Cultivators, and the pressure this person gave him was no less than that of a Soul Cultivator, so there was only one possibility:

This person was also in the Soul Refinement Realm!

None of the Xuanku Mountain people dared to move, all standing still like statues, staring blankly at the person behind Senior Brother Zhao.

It was actually a Soul Refinement Realm!

Such a young Soul Refinement Realm?!

Xu Sanyan leaned forward slightly, bending over his shoulder and asking softly, “What did you just say about me?”

Zhao Xunkong's sword-holding hand trembled, and his heart immediately jumped into his throat. He knew that if he didn't answer this question well, he probably wouldn't have a future.

This was a great Cultivator of the Soul Refinement Realm! He actually cursed him as a dog relying on its Revered Master's power right to his Face!

Although he was a Disciple of Xuanku Mountain, if he provoked a Soul Cultivator, even if he was killed, it would be in vain; Xuanku Mountain would not avenge him.

Xu Sanyan's voice was a little impatient, “I'm asking you a question, can't you hear me?”

“Hear… I can hear you.” Zhao Xunkong replied tremblingly.

“Why did you curse me?”

“I… This Junior was blind and offended Senior. Please forgive me. My Revered Master is Real Person Changku. Please, Senior, spare this Junior once for Revered Master’s Face.”

Zhao Xunkong was almost in tears. To him, the large hand resting on his shoulder was like the chains of the King of Hell, ready to hook away his soul at any moment.

Under this immense pressure, he could only frantically squeeze his brain, desperately searching for a chance to survive.

“Real Person Changku…”

Xu Sanyan frowned and pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head, “I don't recognize him.”

Zhao Xunkong almost cried out. His Revered Master was a Mystic Path Realm Perfection Cultivator. Although it wasn't too high, it was already the strongest backing he could bring out.

“How can Senior let this Junior go? As long as you propose it, this Junior will have no objection.”

Xu Sanyan pondered, “Hmm… I heard that your Xuanku Mountain has a treasure called tan milk. I am very interested in this item. How about one jin for your life?”

“Ah?”

Zhao Xunkong was practically in tears. One jin of tan milk?

You really dare to ask; his life isn't even worth that one jin of tan milk.

“Senior… That tan milk is a supreme treasure of Xuanku Mountain, quite valuable. This Junior… This Junior, a mere Inner Sect Disciple, how can I get you one jin?”

“Then there's nothing to be done, is there? If you're not capable, who can you blame?” Xu Sanyan patted his head, as if patting a ripe watermelon.

Zhao Xunkong felt as if he was wildly jumping left and right in front of the gates of hell. At this moment, his name on the underworld's book of life and death was probably flashing.

“This Junior has Spirit Stones, this Junior is willing to atone with Spirit Stones. Please, Senior, be lenient.”

“Spirit Stones, huh…”

Xu Sanyan was not interested. Then he shook his head with a slight regret, “So, you have no value at all, which makes things very difficult for me.”

“I do, I do!”

Zhao Xunkong felt his tone was unfriendly and quickly spoke, “My Revered Master is an Elder of Xuanku Mountain! He will definitely save me!”

“Oh? Really?” Xu Sanyan became interested.

“He definitely will.”

“Alright, then I'll give you a chance.” Xu Sanyan looked around, then casually pointed to one person, “You go back and report.”

That Xuanku Mountain Disciple looked at Zhao Xunkong, seemingly seeking his opinion.

Zhao Xunkong angrily rebuked, “Didn't you hear Senior's words? Hurry up and go!”

“Yes.”

The Disciple turned and ran.

Xu Sanyan lowered the hand resting on his shoulder and smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes. Seeing his nervous appearance, he suddenly smiled,

“Don't be so nervous. Everyone who has spent time with me knows that I am the easiest person to talk to.”

Zhao Xunkong nodded repeatedly, “Yes, yes, yes, I can tell, I can tell…”

At this moment, even if Xu Sanyan said he was his biological father, he wouldn't argue in the slightest.

Seeing Zhao Xunkong's submissive demeanor, a sense of satisfaction surged in Yang An's heart.

Having been humiliated by Xuanku Mountain these past few days, he finally vented his anger. He even hoped that Young Master Lin would kill him with a single palm strike to relieve the hatred in his heart!

Yang An tugged at Yang Chao's arm and transmitted a message, “Third Brother, this Young Master Lin…”

Yang Chao transmitted back, “This person's cultivation is extraordinary, and his talent is even rarer. Yesterday, I learned from the Wang Family members that Lin Fan is the son-in-law of the Wang Family Head. Father asserted that this child will certainly be highly regarded by the Wang Family in the future. You and I must take good care of him and not offend him.”

Yang An secretly nodded. Looking at his appearance, he should not be over a hundred years old, yet he was already at the Soul Refining cultivation. Such a figure, let alone the Wang Family, was rare even in the entire Central Continent.

Yang An asked again, “What does this Lin Fan like?”

Yang Chao smiled, recalling his younger sister's high-pitched cries last night, and transmitted,

“Haha, he likes nothing else, only lust.”