109: Chapter 109 The Storm of Killing, Xia Ling Shuang Takes the Initiative to Speak

Ye Mingyue looked at Grand Elder kneeling on the ground, her eyes devoid of any emotion, containing only indifference.

On the surface, she was the Saintess of Qingyu Pavilion, enjoying boundless glory, but only she knew the bitterness and hatred within!

Besides, what did her becoming the Saintess of Qingyu Pavilion have to do with Grand Elder? Wasn't it because Meng Qing valued her and promoted her single-handedly?

Grand Elder not only ignored her life and death but also constantly forced her to submit to Saint Son Zi Chen.

How could she owe Grand Elder any gratitude?

"Grand Elder, is this true?"

Meng Qing looked at Grand Elder with a cold face and asked.

Grand Elder's body shook like a sieve, and she didn't dare to speak.

Seeing this, everyone understood clearly.

"Saint Son Lin, what do you want to do?"

A faint, imperceptible smile played at the corner of Meng Qing's mouth as she spoke.

Lin Ran noticed the smile at the corner of her mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly; he already had some suspicions but wasn't certain yet.

He composed himself, pulled Ye Mingyue into his arms, and said:

"Mingyue is This Holy Son's personal maid. To bully her is to bully This Holy Son. That is all This Holy Son has to say."

*Swish!*

As soon as his voice fell, Xia Lingshuang summoned the heaven-shattering god slaying sword and decapitated Grand Elder without the slightest hesitation.

Until the moment she died, Grand Elder's expression was one of complete daze and terror.

She couldn't believe that as the Grand Elder of Qingyu Pavilion and a genuine Quasi-Emperor expert, she would die so unceremoniously!

"To bully our sect's Saint Son is to bully the Feixian Sect. This person deserved to die!"

Xia Lingshuang's voice was incredibly indifferent, showing no regard for Qingyu Pavilion at all.

Not only did Meng Qing not blame them, but her expression even relaxed quite a bit.

"Saint Son Lin, you killed my pavilion's Grand Elder in my Qingyu Pavilion. Are you not taking this Empress seriously?"

Meng Qing reached out to tidy a stray hair by her ear and said leisurely.

"I can't help it; This Holy Son has always been overbearing. Does Pavilion Master Meng Qing intend to kill This Holy Son then?"

Lin Ran said with a half-smile.

"To be honest, this Empress do have that thought. However, with the Feixian Sect backing you, attacking you would be digging my own grave. For the sake of Qingyu Pavilion, this Empress won't be foolish enough to strike."

Meng Qing laughed.

"Then why talk such nonsense? Meng Qing, to be honest, This Holy Son finds the scenery of Shenyu Mountain quite beautiful, so I'd like to stay at your Qingyu Pavilion for a few days."

"I assume you won't mind, right?!"

Lin Ran said bluntly.

"You!"

Seeing Lin Ran's disrespectful attitude toward her, Meng Qing gritted her teeth in anger.

"Suit yourself! Someone, take Saint Son Lin and the others to choose a residence!"

Meng Qing flicked her sleeves and left in a huff.

"The couple is playing off each other... Is this an act for us, or for someone else?"

Yan Ruyu said with a chuckle as she watched Meng Qing's angry departing back.

"Young Master, the Pavilion Master seems truly angry. Aren't you going to comfort her?"

Ye Mingyue asked worriedly.

Lin Ran summoned the yin-yang great dao treasure vase to absorb and refine Grand Elder's corpse before saying:

"No rush. This Young Master has my ways of handling a woman like Meng Qing."

After speaking, he turned his gaze to Yan Ruyu and Xia Lingshuang, only to find them staring at him in shock, as if they had seen a ghost.

"What's wrong with you two?"

Lin Ran asked, puzzled.

"This... this... yin-yang great dao treasure vase?"

Yan Ruyu pointed numbly at the yin-yang great dao treasure vase, stuttering.

"Oh, it is indeed the yin-yang great dao treasure vase, the Yin-Yang Immortal Body's second Origin Divine Ability. Nothing special."

Lin Ran waved his hand nonchalantly.

However, Yan Ruyu and Xia Lingshuang's mouths were wide open, enough to fit an oversized cucumber!

"Little Ranran, when... when... when did you awaken the Yin-Yang Immortal Body?!"

Yan Ruyu was completely stunned, feeling like the scene before her was a fantasy.

It was one thing for Lin Ran to possess the Destiny Immortal Body and the Nine Heavens Divine Tribulation Sword Bone, but when did he awaken the Yin-Yang Immortal Body?!

She hadn't seen him use it before!

Two Great Dao Immortal Bodies, both related to the Immortal Nine Paths, plus a top-tier Immortal Body.

These were all constitutions rarely seen in millions of years, and yet they all belonged to Lin Ran?!

This was just too...

Too monstrous!

Was their Feixian Sect truly about to rise completely?!

At this moment, Lin Ran put away the yin-yang great dao treasure vase; he was already used to their astonishment.

Honestly, Yan Ruyu and the others should experience less 'shock'; even if they had to take it, it shouldn't be with their upper mouths...

"Little Ranran awakened the Yin-Yang Immortal Body. No wonder his blood felt different when I drank it before~"

"The world says the Yin-Yang Immortal Body is a Dual Cultivation Sacred Body. I want to see if it's as miraculous as the rumors say!"

Yan Ruyu licked her crimson lips, a deep greed and desire flickering in her eyes.

"Saint Son Lin, please follow me."

A maid from Qingyu Pavilion entered to lead them to their temporary residence.

Qingyu Pavilion was vast, so finding a manor for Lin Ran and his party was effortless.

"Lord Saint Son, I'll go Cultivate now."

Cang Li was a martial fanatic and a cultivation nut. As soon as they entered the manor, he rushed into the Cultivation Room.

"Make yourselves at home; I'll head to my room first."

Lin Ran was about to step into an empty room when he felt his sleeve being pulled.

Turning around, he saw Xia Lingshuang looking awkward and blushing deeply.

"I... I feel the Taiyin Origin acting up again. Could you... transfer some more Innate Pure Yang Qi to me?"

Seeing Xia Lingshuang so shy, Lin Ran chuckled: "Of course."

Then, he took her hand and they entered the room together.

"Humph! Forgetting the old love for the new. You used to accompany me first!"

Yan Ruyu stomped her foot in frustration, her red lips pouting with a hint of resentment and dissatisfaction.

"Um... Sister Yan, I'll head to my room then."

Ye Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to her room.

In the Tomb of the Crescent Moon, the backlash she suffered from trying to overpower Lin Ran had not yet fully dissipated.

She was truly scared and didn't dare to continue practicing with Lin Ran.

Otherwise, she feared she wouldn't even be able to get out of bed!

Meanwhile, inside the room.

Lin Ran lay on the bed with Xia Lingshuang in his arms, summoning his Innate Pure Yang and leaning down to kiss her vermilion lips.

After a long while, Xia Lingshuang broke the kiss, her face flushed with embarrassment as she panted slightly:

"Lin Ran, if you... if you are tired, then get some rest."

"With you by my side, the Taiyin Origin can still be suppressed; you don't have to insist on transferring Qi to me."