5: Chapter 5 Lin Aotian's face is really useful

That sharp shout, mixed with the billowing pressure of the Golden Core Stage, shook the surrounding gravel so that it fell rustling down.

Seven or eight streaks of light landed. Leading them was an old man dressed in purple robes, holding a ghost-head greatsword. The long beard under his chin danced wildly in the wind, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon's.

Divine Blade Sect, Inner Sect Enforcement Elder, Zhang Lie. Late Stage Golden Core cultivation.

Behind him, several Foundation Establishment Stage Disciples held portraits, staring intently at the two who had just emerged from the valley.

"Hmm? Mysterious Maiden Sect attire?"

Zhang Lie's gaze fell upon Liu Yuqin, his brow furrowing slightly. Then, his eyes fixed on Su Yun like hooks, his suspicion lingering.

"The Soul Severing Abyss has been sealed off recently to capture the Devil Head Su Yun. You two look unfamiliar. Remove your masks and state your names!"

The air froze instantly.

Liu Yuqin's hand, hidden in her sleeve, suddenly clenched, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her palm.

Even though she was the esteemed Saintess, it was hard not to feel panicked in the Face of such a situation.

After all, standing beside her was the number one Devil Head wanted by the entire cultivation world, and he had just possessed... no, impersonated someone from the Lin Family.

Once exposed, there would be no turning back.

She instinctively looked at Su Yun.

However, Su Yun not only didn't panic, but he acted as if he had heard some huge joke.

"Huh?"

Su Yun tilted his head, sizing Zhang Lie up with a look as if he were looking at an idiot, a provocative smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

The next second, his expression changed abruptly, and an Aura even more arrogant and overbearing than Zhang Lie's soared into the sky.

"Open your damn eyes!"

Su Yun took a step forward and pointed at Zhang Lie's nose, cursing loudly.

"Why don't you go ask around who I am? How dare you block my path? Does your Divine Blade Sect want to be wiped out from the cultivation world?!"

Total silence fell over the scene.

Everyone was stunned.

A Qi Refining Stage ant, pointing at a Golden Core big shot's nose and cursing?

Zhang Lie was stunned for a moment, then his old Face turned the color of pig liver, and he laughed out of extreme anger.

"You brat, seeking death! Today, this old man will, on behalf of your Elders..."

*Smack!*

A golden light whistled through the air, and before Zhang Lie could react, it slammed directly into his old Face.

It wasn't a hidden weapon, nor was there any spiritual energy fluctuation; it was pure humiliation.

Zhang Lie instinctively caught the object and was about to explode with rage, but his pupils suddenly constricted.

It was a token forged from purple gold, with complex Formation patterns carved on the back, and on the front, there was only one gold-leafed word written in a bold, flowing style—Lin.

Though the writing was still, it exuded a Sword Intent that looked down upon the world.

That was the Family crest left behind by Lin Aotian himself before his Ascension!

"See it clearly now?"

Su Yun folded his arms, his nose in the air, his Face full of impatience.

"I am the younger cousin of Brother Aotian, Lin Chen! Today, I am accompanying Saintess Liu here for an outing. What, is your Divine Blade Sect going to interrogate me? Or are you going to interrogate my future... sister-in-law behind me?"

This "sister-in-law" was called out quite naturally.

The greatsword in Zhang Lie's hand almost slipped.

The... Lin Family?

When one person attains the Dao, even his pets ascend to heaven; the Lin Family was currently at its peak.

Forget an Elder like him, even if the Sect Leader of the Divine Blade Sect came, he would have to show some respect to the Lin Family's gatekeeper!

Cold sweat instantly trickled down Zhang Lie's forehead.

He stiffly turned his head to look at the silent Liu Yuqin.

If this kid was bluffing, the Mysterious Maiden Sect Saintess would never cooperate.

"Liu... Saintess Liu?"

Zhang Lie asked tentatively.

"Is this truly a young master of the Lin Family?"

Hearing Zhang Lie's question, Liu Yuqin's heart tightened, and the thought of reporting Su Yun flashed through her mind.

However, she immediately felt that half-smiling gaze beside her, carrying an undisguised threat.

This made her delicate body tremble slightly, and those unbearable three days and nights uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.

The pain and humiliation of being tortured by him and having her primal yin taken away...

But strangely, when she imagined the consequence of Su Yun being captured by everyone, a sudden, inexplicable feeling of distress and reluctance welled up deep in her heart.

She hadn't even noticed it herself during that dark imprisonment.

Her heart had already, unknowingly, leaned toward this Devil Head who had brought her endless pain.

"Whew..."

Liu Yuqin took a deep breath, instantly regaining her posture as the cold and aloof Saintess, though the nails hidden in her sleeves had already sunk into her flesh.

"Elder Zhang."

Her voice was cold and clear, carrying an unquestionable authority.

"Junior Brother Lin Chen is indeed under Aotian's entrustment, and I am looking after him on his behalf. Just now, we were about to leave the valley, yet you blocked us with a Formation and even wanted to search and interrogate us..."

"What, do you think I would harbor the Devil Head Su Yun? Or are you saying you want to search my Storage Pouch as well?"

As she spoke, she flipped her jade-like hand, and the chilling "Frost Moon Sword" was unsheathed by half an inch.

A piercing cold air belonging to the Golden Core Stage instantly spread out.

Although her cultivation had dropped, that sense of oppression from being a Saintess in a high position for many years could not be faked.

"A misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Zhang Lie no longer had any of his previous bravado; the fat on his Face squeezed together like a chrysanthemum.

Holding the purple gold token in both hands, he respectfully handed it back to Su Yun.

"So it is Young Master Lin! Oh my, it's truly a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple—one Family not recognizing its own."

Zhang Lie bowed and scraped, offering an apologetic smile.

"It's just that the Devil Head Su Yun is cunning and treacherous, and orders were handed down from above. We were only performing our routine duties, fearing that the Devil Head might harm the golden bodies of Young Master Lin and the Saintess."

The surrounding Divine Blade Sect Disciples, who were originally aggressive, all put away their weapons.

Each of them lowered their gaze and became submissive, for fear of annoying this "Young Master Lin."

This was the taste of power.

This was Lin Aotian's Face.

Su Yun snatched the token and casually wiped it on the hem of his clothes, as if it were stained with something dirty.

"Routine duties?"

Su Yun snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding wanted posters.

On each one was a drawing of Su Yun's original appearance—sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes; though he looked a bit disheveled, his heroic spirit was still hard to hide.

Su Yun walked up to a wanted poster and extended a finger, poking the Face of the person in the drawing with extreme disdain.

"This is that Su Yun?"

He turned to look at Zhang Lie with a Face full of contempt.

"He looks a bit too pathetic. One look and you can tell he's destined for a short life. How could a fellow like this be worthy of my clan brother's intervention?"

Zhang Lie was stunned for a moment, then immediately agreed.

"Yes, yes, yes! Young Master Lin is right! This Devil Head is hideous and extremely wretched; how could he possibly compare to Young Master Lin's elegance and extraordinary heroism!"

"Naturally."

Su Yun straightened his collar and said shamelessly.

"My clan brother could crush him with one hand. If I were to encounter such a fellow, there would be no need for Saintess Liu to act; I could kick him into the Soul Severing Abyss to feed the dogs with a single foot!"

Liu Yuqin stood to the side, listening to the two of them echoing each other, her mouth twitching slightly.

How could there be such a thick-skinned and shameless person in this world?

Cursing himself, and doing it with such vigor?

Watching Su Yun with that Face so similar to Lin Aotian's, using the identity of Lin Aotian's younger clan brother.

To be here wildly belittling himself—this extreme sense of displacement caused an indescribable feeling of absurdity to well up in Liu Yuqin's heart.

"Alright, enough nonsense."

Su Yun seemed to have cursed enough and waved his hand listlessly.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, then why haven't you hurried and gotten out of the way? If you delay the hour for the Saintess and me to return to the sect, can you bear the responsibility?"

"Yes, yes, yes, we'll let you through right away! Right away!"

Zhang Lie felt as if he had been granted a great pardon, hurriedly waving his hand to signal his Disciples to deactivate the Formation and make way.

Su Yun didn't stand on ceremony either, turning around and naturally reaching out to wrap his arm around Liu Yuqin's slender waist.

"Let's go, sister-in... cough, Sister Saintess."

Liu Yuqin's delicate body stiffened, and she instinctively wanted to break free, but under the gaze of the crowd...

Especially under the threat of Su Yun's half-smiling gaze, she could only endure the shame and let that large hand play around her waist.

"Mhm," she responded softly.

The two of them summoned their Flying Swords, turned into a streak of light, and passed through the layers of blockades with great fanfare, flying toward the horizon.

Not until their figures disappeared into the clouds.

Did Zhang Lie, who had been full of smiles, slowly straighten his back.

The smile on his Face gradually vanished, replaced by a dark expression.

"Bah! What a piece of work!"

Zhang Lie spat fiercely on the ground, a hint of greed and lewdness flashing in his eyes.

"Just a Qi Refining Stage trash relying on his Family's legacy, yet he dares to act so arrogantly before me."

A trusted Disciple nearby approached and whispered.

"Elder, are we just letting them go like that? That Saintess Liu's Aura... seems a bit off, as if she's weakened quite a bit."

"You noticed it too?"

Zhang Lie narrowed his clouded eyes and stroked the beard on his chin, lost in thought.

"The Saintess's primal yin seems to be lost, and her cultivation is unstable... Heh, it seems the rumors that the Mysterious Maiden Sect Saintess is as pure as ice and clean as jade are false; in private, she's nothing more than a plaything for the young master of the Lin Family."

"Then what do you mean..."

"No rush."

Zhang Lie smiled sinisterly.

"Since they're going to the Mysterious Maiden Sect to seek out relatives, there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with them in the future."

"That Lin Chen has quite a few good things on him. That token just now... if we can get our hands on it, even if we just melt down the Extraterrestrial Meteoric Iron within, it would be a windfall."

...

High in the sky, the Astral Winds were piercingly cold.

As soon as they were out of sight, Liu Yuqin sprang away as if she had been electrocuted, her Face so red it almost dripped blood.

"You... shameless!"

"Thanks for the compliment."

Su Yun was in a great mood, standing with his hands behind his back on the Flying Sword, looking at the mountains and rivers passing rapidly beneath him.

"When Elder Zhang praised me for being extraordinarily heroic just now, didn't you also fail to object?"

"That was because you forced me!" Liu Yuqin was filled with shame and indignation.

Su Yun shrugged and cast his gaze into the distance.

Between the swirling clouds and mist, a majestic sect gate loomed indistinctly, with several immortal cranes circling in the sky.

They had arrived at the Mysterious Maiden Sect.

This was the territory of the leader of the Righteous Path.

It was Lin Aotian's back garden.

And it was also the hunting ground where Su Yun was about to show his skills.

"This alt-account, Lin Chen, can be considered fully leveled."

Su Yun licked his lips, his eyes sparkling with the excitement of a hunter seeing his prey.

"Let's go, Sister Saintess."

He turned to look at Liu Yuqin, his smile so bright it made one's heart turn cold.

"Take me to see that... warm and wealthy Cousin Aunt of ours."

Liu Yuqin looked at the familiar sect gate, but her heart was icy cold.

Leading a wolf into the house.

From this moment on, the sky over the Mysterious Maiden Sect was going to change.