Kapitel 232: Chapter 232: Such a Long Dream...
The next day!
The world was shaken.
Say what?
The foolish young master of the Lin family went alone to the Martial Arts Holy Land, attempting to steal the Ten Thousand Year Tianshan Snow Lotus. Not only was he not killed, but he's also going to marry the Holy Lord's daughter.
What kind of divine development is this?
My god!
We didn't even know the Holy Lord had a daughter, and she's taken a liking to Lin Fan? Doesn't this mean the Lin family's status will skyrocket, ascending in a single marriage to become a super-powerful clan second only to the Martial Arts Holy Land?
From now on, who would dare oppose the Lin family?
Opposing the Lin family would be opposing the Martial Arts Holy Land, and then you wouldn't even know how you died.
Countless self-proclaimed young talents were filled with regret.
If they had known the Holy Lord had a daughter, they would have frequented the Martial Arts Holy Land. Perhaps they would be the ones marrying the beauty.
When the Lin family arrived at the Martial Arts Holy Land and learned of this matter, they were all dumbfounded. They had been prepared to fight the Martial Arts Holy Land to the death, even if it meant dying without regret.
But now…
They had an indescribable feeling.
Facing the Holy Lord, they felt immense pressure, so much so that they could barely stand straight.
The might of a powerful expert was truly terrifying to this extent.
The aura cultivated from years of high position and authority was naturally not something the Lin family could withstand.
When the Lin family inquired about Lin Fan's situation, Lin Fan sighed, "If it weren't for Xiao Bao's health, I wouldn't agree. Being with a stranger is very uncomfortable."
The Lin family members were dumbfounded by their young master's words.
My god.
You're serious, our dear young master?
This is something countless people dream of. If the Holy Lord were to choose a husband for her daughter, believe me, the line would stretch from the Martial Arts Holy Land for a hundred miles.
Yet, from our young master's mouth, it sounds like he's suffering a great loss.
If others knew…
They would probably want to fight our young master to the death.
Who could endure such boasting, getting such a huge advantage, yet feeling wronged?
Afterwards, Lin Fan returned with his family.
Back at the Lin family home.
Lin Fan patted Old Yan on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely restore Xiao Bao's health. I can agree to their requests. Although I'm not very willing, everything is for Xiao Bao."
Originally, Old Yan was unwilling when the young master was going to risk his life for his grandson. Later, he learned that the young master was going to marry the Holy Lord's daughter… This was a glorious moment for the Lin family, something even their ancestors hadn't experienced.
Now, listen to this…
Are these the words of a sane person?
"Young Master, you've been truly wronged," Old Yan said, lying through his teeth. If the Holy Lord hadn't looked down on him, he would have been willing to sacrifice his own happiness for the Lin family. Old but vigorous, absolutely no problem.
Lin Fan smiled, "Xiao Bao is my best friend. It's okay to be a little wronged for him."
Fortunately, Old Yan had a good mentality.
Otherwise, he would have coughed up a mouthful of old blood.
Of course, Old Yan was very moved.
Xiao Bao held such a high position in the young master's heart; it was truly Xiao Bao's blessing.
Three days was a tight deadline.
Old Master Lin invited the best wedding planning company to start setting up the venue. Extreme luxury, forget about being low-key, make it as grand as possible, money was no object.
He hadn't expected his foolish grandson to find a marriage partner.
And marrying the daughter of the Martial Arts Holy Lord!
Even if their ancestral graves emitted green smoke, such good fortune might not have happened to them.
When the wedding planning company heard that they were organizing the wedding for the Lin family's young master and the Martial Arts Holy Land's young miss, they didn't dare slack off. They immediately exerted all their skills, even sleep became a luxury.
They had to work overtime day and night, holding instant noodles while supervising the site. If anyone held them back, they would kill them all one by one.
The major martial arts families were panicking.
For example, the Duan family.
They had previously gone to the Lin family to apologize. If they could reconcile, it would be the best outcome. However, Old Master Lin was too arrogant. They had all grown up playing in the mud together.
They were considered close friends.
They had tolerated his insults, but later, when he started showing off excessively, completely disregarding them, it was his fault. They had lowered their stance, what more did he want?
And now…
Old Master Duan wanted to slap himself in the face.
If only they had persisted back then. They hadn't been able to endure it and left halfway, missing the best opportunity for reconciliation.
Now, the Lin family's status had skyrocketed. With the support of the Martial Arts Holy Land, they instantly became a top martial arts family. Who would dare provoke them in the future?
His heart was bleeding.
No, this absolutely couldn't be.
He immediately instructed his family members to prepare generous gifts. This time, no matter what, they had to obtain Old Brother Lin's forgiveness. Even if they were beaten and bruised, they had to endure it.
The family members were confused when they heard the old master's words.
They didn't know what to give.
But seeing the old master's state, they knew that the gifts they prepared couldn't be simple; they had to bring out the best.
At the Martial Arts Holy Land.
"Holy Lord, have you really thought this through?" the Grand Elder inquired. To be honest, he hadn't expected the Holy Lord to have such an idea.
The Martial Arts Holy Land had six elders in total, all raised in the Holy Land since childhood, nurtured by the previous Holy Lord. He hadn't expected the current Holy Lord to be in such a hurry to get married.
It was truly unexpected.
The Holy Lord said, "He is a strong expert, stronger than me. And do you believe in love at first sight? I like him very much. If we have children in the future, their talent will be very strong, and the future Holy Lord will be even stronger."
"While I'm away, you will disguise yourself as me."
She had already thought everything through.
The Martial Arts Holy Land couldn't be without a Holy Lord.
The Grand Elder was the perfect substitute.
"Holy Lord, this old man can't do this…"
The Grand Elder was quite helpless. The Holy Lord had always been normal, why had she become like this now? It was also unfortunate that the previous Holy Lord only had a daughter. The consequence of not having a son was that the current Holy Lord needed someone to take her place for the continuation of the lineage.
Few in the world knew that the Holy Lord was a woman.
The outside world believed the Holy Lord was a man.
A man had a deterrent effect. If they knew the Holy Lord was a woman, their authority would be greatly diminished.
The Holy Lord said, "It's fine. I've already shaved my eyebrows. Wouldn't it be a waste if you didn't pretend?"
The Grand Elder thought about it and felt that it made some sense.
There was no other way.
Who else could handle this if not him?
Time passed quickly.
The wedding day arrived.
Countless powerful experts from around the world flocked to the Lin family.
The news media was in a frenzy.
This was an unprecedented grand event.
Many people felt that the Lin family had struck it rich. The foolish young master was actually marrying the daughter of the Martial Arts Holy Lord. This was like a poor boy suddenly claiming to be the long-lost child of the world's richest man.
Winning the lottery, and the jackpot at that.
Outside the Lin family mansion.
News media vans were parked there.
Reporters jostled to get the best positions.
They all wanted to capture the best shots.
Luxury cars arrived one after another, all belonging to the world's top tycoons. Compared to these tycoons, the Lin family was like heaven and earth, with no comparison at all.
"Holy crap! I think I just saw Gun God Li Wushuang!" A reporter carrying a camera scanned the crowd, then lowered the camera and searched with his naked eyes, his face full of shock.
His colleagues said, "You must be seeing things. Li Wushuang disappeared more than ten years ago, how could he appear? I heard he might even be dead."
"Bullshit! I've been a reporter for so many years, I've already trained my eyes. How could I be wrong?"
This reporter was indeed not mistaken.
He had indeed seen Gun God Li Wushuang.
Hidden in the crowd, Li Wushuang was very distressed. He had retreated to the mountains more than ten years ago to cultivate diligently, hoping to further improve his strength. However, he hadn't expected that the Holy Lord's daughter's wedding would require all martial arts experts in the world to attend. Anyone who didn't show face would be personally visited.
It sounded polite.
But the threat was very clear.
No way around it.
Even in seclusion, he had to turn on his phone, which hadn't been used for many years, book a plane ticket online, and fly here from thousands of miles away.
At this moment, Li Wushuang frowned. He noticed a sharp gaze locking onto him.
He looked back.
Sure enough, he had run into an acquaintance.
One-Armed Blade God Wang Wu.
"Li Wushuang, you dare to show your face!" Wang Wu said in a deep voice, his anger surging. His remaining arm trembled, clearly wanting to draw his blade and fight Li Wushuang right there.
"After all these years, why bother?"
Li Wushuang had a headache.
"When we fought before, we agreed that injuries and deaths were inevitable in a duel. I cut off your arm because I couldn't control my hand. I deeply apologize."
He could only explain it this way.
As for whether the other party would listen, he was also helpless.
Wang Wu grabbed his empty sleeve and said, "Do you think an apology can make up for my arm? I'll cut off your arm and apologize to you, how about that?"
"And you damn bastard, why couldn't you cut off my left arm? You had to cut off my right! The hatred between us is irreconcilable!"
Wang Wu was old now. In his youth, he was so glorious and domineering. Now, in the eyes of outsiders, he looked more like a white-haired old man throwing a tantrum.
Li Wushuang took out a piece of white paper from his pocket. The content on it was the duel agreement they had written before their battle.
The content stated that the competition between them was to determine the victor between the gun and the blade, and that they were responsible for their own lives and deaths. Any accidents could not be pursued, and could not become a blood feud.
Signed and sealed.
"I wrote this?" The wrinkles on Wang Wu's face became denser as he frowned.
"Yes."
Li Wushuang nodded.
Wang Wu gradually calmed down and said, "So I agreed. Indeed, accidents are inevitable in fights. As martial artists, we naturally can't deny it. This grudge, this hatred, let's consider it settled."
"Excuse me, I'll take my leave."
Li Wushuang stopped Wang Wu and said, "Brother Wang, I know a doctor with superb medical skills. Why don't you go see him? Maybe he can cure you."
"What do you mean, Brother Li? I, Wang Wu, am in good health. I have no ailments. Why would I see a doctor?" Wang Wu asked in confusion.
Li Wushuang stared at him blankly for a moment, then smiled.
"I was mistaken."
He knew Wang Wu was sick, and quite seriously ill. He seemed to occasionally forget things, like today's incident, which had happened several times before.
It was understandable.
Old age.
Inactive mind.
It was normal for the brain to have some minor problems.
Soon, many martial arts experts met at the scene and chatted casually. Of course, their topic of conversation revolved around the foolish young master of the Lin family.
They also knew about the events that had transpired recently.
The Lin family was almost annihilated, but this foolish young master suddenly awakened and single-handedly killed all the attacking experts, leaving no survivors. Even the Martial Alliance leader was slain.
It was terrifying to even think about.
Even more terrifying was that Master Zhang personally descended the mountain. Both the older and younger generations knew Master Zhang's strength, truly terrifying and definitely not someone easily dealt with.
However, as far as they knew, although Master Zhang wasn't defeated, he couldn't do anything to the foolish young master of the Lin family. The implications of this were quite complex.
It would be a lie to say they weren't shocked.
Afterwards, news reporters tried to enter, relying on their credentials. Some major news outlets had filming permits, while smaller media outlets could only wait outside.
The gap between media outlets was quite significant.
Inside the hall.
Old Master Lin's face was glowing with excitement. He was in a cheerful mood. Martial arts families he previously wouldn't have dared to associate with were present at the Lin family home, treating him with courtesy. He felt like this was the peak of his life.
He sighed.
Years of hard work truly couldn't compare to having a good grandson.
Marrying a wife of high status.
The Lin family's status also rose accordingly.
The old masters of families who had previously been on good terms with the Lin family all put on a thick face and appeared before Old Master Lin. They had no other intention but to restore their former friendships.
However, the wounds were so deep.
Reconciliation wasn't something that could happen overnight.
But regardless, even if they couldn't return to how things were before, they had to let Old Brother Lin know that they were truly sorry, lest he settle scores later. They all knew that building a relationship with the Lin family would be greatly beneficial to their future development.
However, Old Master Lin had already seen through them.
Seeing the precious gifts they brought, he smiled and spoke kind words, then accepted the gifts. "It's nothing, don't think too much about it. I remember everything, but I won't take it to heart."
Although he said that, it gave the impression that Old Master Lin was interested in the gifts, and still remembered what had happened before.
The old masters of the families cursed inwardly.
Truly insidious.
But they all forced smiles, pretending to be very familiar with Old Brother Lin, chatting with him, creating the impression that they were close to Old Brother Lin, so no one should misunderstand.
...
"Can I have the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus now?" Lin Fan asked the woman before him, extending his hand. He had already agreed to her request. Now it was time for her to fulfill her promise.
The Holy Master, dressed in a brightly colored wedding gown, twirled in front of Lin Fan, revealing a sweet smile. "Do I look beautiful?" she asked.
If the disciples of the Holy Land knew that their decisive and ruthless Holy Master was showing such a smile, they would be stunned, exclaiming, "Impossible! Is this really our Holy Master?"
"Beautiful, but give me the Snow Lotus," Lin Fan said.
The Holy Master replied, "You're so boring. We're going to be husband and wife soon, and you're praising me with a request. But that's okay, I like you this way."
"Clap! Clap!"
The Holy Master clapped her hands.
The masked Grand Elder walked in. "The Snow Lotus is in the box."
Divine Physician Mu followed the Grand Elder. He had heard that the Snow Lotus was about to appear, and he was so excited he didn't want to go anywhere else. He had never seen a real Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus in his life, only in picture books.
He had just faced the Holy Master outside, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he could only restrain himself patiently until now, when he could finally see the real thing.
"It truly is a rare and precious treasure," Divine Physician Mu marveled. To put it simply, after seeing this thing, even death would be worthwhile.
Lin Fan looked at Divine Physician Mu. "Can Xiao Bao recover now?"
"Yes, he will definitely recover," Divine Physician Mu replied.
Lin Fan took the Snow Lotus and pulled Divine Physician Mu towards Xiao Bao. "Let's go save Xiao Bao quickly."
Seeing the man she was about to marry leaving at this moment, the Holy Master said angrily, "Can't you think about your lovely and lively, sometimes aloof, sometimes cheerful wife?"
Although she said this, Lin Fan didn't even look back and left the room directly.
The Grand Elder sighed. "Holy Master, it's still not too late to regret it now."
To be honest, he really wasn't optimistic about these two.
"Regret? What do I have to regret?" The Holy Master was puzzled. "Don't you think this is more attractive?"
The Grand Elder said helplessly, "Holy Master, you don't have any foundation in your relationship. How is this attractive?"
"You don't understand. A foundation in a relationship can be cultivated. As the saying goes, love grows over time. Do you understand?" The Holy Master said with a smile.
The Grand Elder looked at the Holy Master in astonishment, suspecting she was being suggestive.
In the room, Divine Physician Mu said, "Young Master, Xiao Bao has taken the Snow Lotus. His body is recovering, and he should be completely healed by tomorrow."
"Then I'll stay here with him," Lin Fan said.
"Young Master, you still have to get married. I'll stay here with him. You go back quickly," Divine Physician Mu said hurriedly. If the Old Master knew that the Young Master was staying here, he would be furious.
Soon, Mother Lin arrived. Seeing that Lin Fan was still here, she pulled him to go get married. Xiao Bao was important, but he couldn't just not get married.
Lin Fan thought about it and agreed. He had promised someone, and he had to keep his word. This was the condition for borrowing the Snow Lotus.
At the wedding venue, when the Grand Elder, impersonating the Holy Master, appeared, the surrounding martial arts experts respectfully addressed him.
"Holy Master!"
The voices were loud and deafening. The scene was extremely impressive.
This was the life of a big shot.
"Please welcome the bride and groom."
Solemn music began to play.
The Holy Master and Lin Fan walked side by side from outside into the hall. For Lin Fan, he didn't quite understand. Since they were going to be together, why did they have to go through these rituals? It was really something he couldn't comprehend.
"When you meet someone you like, you have to make a move," the Holy Master thought happily.
The guests in the hall looked at the newlyweds. Many martial arts experts were very curious. When did the Holy Master have a daughter? If she really did, they should have heard something about it.
They didn't think too much about it and simply offered their blessings.
The Lin family was truly remarkable. From now on, with the support of the Holy Land of Martial Arts, they would truly soar to great heights.
The wedding rituals were a bit much. Lin Fan was guided through the entire process. To outsiders, it seemed that the Lin family's Young Master had indeed recovered somewhat, but he still seemed a bit foolish.
But even so, what could anyone do? With the status of being the son-in-law of the Holy Land of Martial Arts, who would dare to provoke him?
The next ritual was the serving of tea.
The Grand Elder, impersonating the Holy Master, saw that the real Holy Master was about to kneel down and serve tea to the Lin family and him. This was a humiliation to the Holy Land of Martial Arts. He was just about to stop her, but he didn't expect the Holy Master to have no such awareness at all. She knelt down faster than anyone else, as if she couldn't wait.
"Sigh! Holy Master, are you in such a hurry?" The Grand Elder sighed and could only obediently accept the tea.
At this moment, the Grand Elder, acting as the Holy Master, said in a deep voice:
"From now on, the Lin family and the Holy Land of Martial Arts are one family. I hope all the guests present will take care of the Lin family in the future. This can be considered as the Holy Land of Martial Arts owing you a favor."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone understood. From now on, there were two forces in the world that could not be provoked: the Holy Land of Martial Arts and the Lin family. These would be untouchable by any martial artist, otherwise the consequences would be extremely dire.
Night.
Entering the bridal chamber.
Lin Fan thought about the mission he had when he entered the dream, but what exactly was that mission? He couldn't quite remember, but it didn't matter. If he couldn't remember, then he couldn't remember.
He didn't dwell on it.
"Husband, time for bed."
The Holy Master, dressed in sexy lingerie, lay in the covers, impatiently patting the bed. Then she winked at Lin Fan, as if trying to seduce him.
Unfortunately…
Lin Fan wasn't familiar with this sort of thing, and he wasn't easily seduced.
"Will there always be someone else in bed with me from now on?"
"It feels a bit unusual."
Lin Fan muttered.
But he knew he had promised her and couldn't go back on his word. After all, she had lent him something precious, and he needed to keep his promise.
Lin Fan lay on the inner side of the bed, looked at her in her lingerie, and asked, puzzled, "Do you always sleep in so little? It's a bit cold at night, and you'll easily catch a cold."
The Holy Master said shyly, "I like it when you make me catch a cold."
"What a strange reason. Let's sleep." Lin Fan covered himself with the quilt, closed his eyes, and felt at peace. Tomorrow, when he opened his eyes, he would see Xiao Bao alive and kicking. The thought made him happy.
The Holy Master was puzzled. How could this be?
She had watched many TV dramas, and in those dramas, the men always took the initiative. She was dressed like this, so why wasn't there any action?
Logically…
Because she had practiced martial arts since childhood, combined with various precious medicinal baths, her skin was delicate and smooth, and her figure was a perfect S-shape, curvy in all the right places. She should be irresistible to anyone.
Moreover, this was the first time she had dressed like this.
In the past, because of her status as the Holy Master, she had needed to hide her perfect figure to prevent being discovered.
"The night is so beautiful tonight, don't you have any thoughts?" the Holy Master asked expectantly. I'm being so obvious, don't you really have any thoughts at all?
"What thoughts?" Lin Fan asked.
"For example… like this."
The Holy Master's small hand, hidden under the covers, drew circles on Lin Fan's chest and then slowly moved downwards.
Lin Fan pushed her hand away. "Stop moving, okay? We're sleeping."
If anyone else were here, they would definitely say:
"Are you even a man? The girl is already this forward, and you're still sleeping?"
"Are you even human?"
The Holy Maiden was a little annoyed. What a detestable fellow. I've already been this proactive, and he's still indifferent. I just want to kill him.
Immediately after, she draped herself over Lin Fan.
"Can't you be more proactive? You're a man!"
"Proactive about what?"
"Just… you're so annoying! Do you really need me to spell it out? If you weren't my husband, if I met someone like you playing dumb, I would've slapped you to death."
"I really don't know."
"Do you even know my name?"
"No."
"I think you must be shy. Let's talk about something else. My name is Mu Qing. Remember that?"
"I remember. Why are you taking off my pants? I want to sleep."
"Your pants are chafing me. It hurts. Don't worry, I won't do anything. I'll just take them off… Mmm."
On that quiet night, the naive Lin Fan was taken advantage of. He didn't know what happened, but a strange feeling made him keep his eyes tightly closed, a strange feeling he couldn't describe.
Several days later.
After getting married, Lin Fan was still unfamiliar with this kind of life. There was a woman beside him now, and what bothered him most was that every night he was coaxed into taking off his pants.
Fortunately, Xiao Bao had recovered.
However…
He noticed that this Xiao Bao didn't seem like the Xiao Bao he knew. Although this Xiao Bao was just as good to him, he didn't feel like it was the same one.
The following days were somewhat interesting and curious for Lin Fan.
He missed Old Zhang and Xiao Bao very much.
He wondered when this dream would end.
Mu Qing took him and Xiao Bao all over the world, seeing all the sights. In Mu Qing's words, this was their honeymoon, and it should be happy, a world for just the two of them.
Except Lin Fan brought Xiao Bao along.
It gave Mu Qing a headache.
She felt like she had an extra tagalong.
The Grand Elder kept reminding Mu Qing, "Holy Maiden, you haven't been back for several months. It's time to return. Impersonating you is truly difficult. My own true body hasn't appeared for months. Everyone thinks I've disappeared."
Mu Qing wouldn't listen to the Grand Elder. She was very happy being with Lin Fan, traveling and enjoying the scenery, perfectly fulfilling her duties as a wife.
As for Mu Qing, she figured out how to deal with this tagalong. She would send him to the Martial Arts Holy Land to become the Grand Elder's disciple. The outside world would learn that the grandson of a Lin family steward had become the disciple of the Holy Maiden.
It would be a shock.
The Lin family was simply too overbearing.
The Lin family seized this opportunity to develop rapidly. No force in the world dared to disrespect them. Whether in martial arts achievements or economic strength, they leaped forward, reaching heights the Lin family had never before attained.
And they continued to develop at a rapid pace.
One year later.
Lin Fan's mother was very satisfied with her current life and the current state of the Lin family. Her only concern was that her daughter-in-law's belly hadn't shown any signs of pregnancy. If it were an ordinary daughter-in-law, she would definitely inquire about the situation.
But facing this daughter-in-law, she didn't have the courage.
Mu Qing, being the Holy Master, was naturally intelligent. Mother Lin hadn't explicitly stated it, but Mu Qing saw right through her. It wasn't just Mother Lin who was a little anxious; Mu Qing herself was as well.
For the past year, she had been trying. The first six months, every day, and the latter half, at least four times a week, yet there was no reaction.
She returned to the Martial Arts Holy Land and consulted the renowned Divine Physician.
His diagnosis was grim.
"There is no hope of conceiving in this lifetime. Due to the early years of martial arts training and medicinal baths, your body has suffered some damage. Therefore… even I, the Divine Physician, cannot resolve this."
Mu Qing held a knife to the Divine Physician's throat. "I'll give you one more chance to explain yourself."
The Divine Physician shook his head. "It truly can't be done."
Mu Qing was heartbroken. Returning to the Lin family, she held Lin Fan and sobbed uncontrollably. After crying, she said with a forced smile, "I can't have children. You should find someone outside and let her bear a child for you. I'll give her enough money to live luxuriously for several lifetimes."
Lin Fan stared at her, dumbfounded.
He thought she was being irrational.
She couldn't have children, so why should he find someone else? He couldn't conceive either.
"No."
That was Lin Fan's answer.
Mu Qing was so moved that she burst into tears again, hugging Lin Fan tightly. Overcome with emotion, she seduced Lin Fan seven times that night.
Several years passed.
Mu Qing had stopped thinking about children.
Little Bao, a delightful child, had become their focus.
They decided to raise him as the heir to the Holy Land.
The Lin family didn't interfere, letting them be. They figured when the time came, Fan could choose an heir from among his relatives within the clan.
Perhaps the saying about feelings developing over time was true.
Lin Fan found his feelings for Mu Qing strange. He couldn't quite put his finger on what was odd.
She was clearly good.
Just like how he felt good with Old Zhang and Little Bao.
But this 'good' wasn't that kind of good.
It was strange.
Confusing.
Time flew by.
Several more years passed.
The Grand Elder, who had been acting as the Holy Master, couldn't bear it any longer. He officially announced his seclusion, resuming his original identity. It felt like a rebirth.
An indescribable sense of relief washed over him.
Mu Qing had fully embraced her role as a wife, spending every day doting on Lin Fan. Over the years, their relationship had deepened, becoming like that of Lin Fan with Old Zhang and Little Bao – filled with laughter, care, and warmth.
But this relationship didn't seem like what a husband and wife should have.
Friendship and love were different.
Mu Qing seemed to have realized this. She had asked,
"Do you love me?"
"Yes."
"Do you only love me?"
"And Little Bao, too."
"I'm not talking about that kind of love. I mean…"
Mu Qing couldn't articulate it. She conceded defeat.
Decades later.
The Martial Arts Holy Land.
The atmosphere was oppressive, dark clouds shrouding the sky.
"I'm leaving."
Mu Qing lay in bed, her appearance unchanged from her youth thanks to age-defying pills. But her body was failing with the passage of time.
Holding Lin Fan's hand, she smiled her most beautiful smile. "I feel like everything has happened just yesterday. My only regret is not leaving you an heir. If I had known when I was very young that I would meet you when I grew up, I don't think I would have practiced martial arts or taken those medicinal baths."
"You'll get better." Lin Fan was heartbroken, as if something precious was about to leave him. A wrenching pain, like a knife twisting in his heart.
Mu Qing smiled faintly. "You haven't taken any pills, but your appearance hasn't changed at all. It's so strange. But it's good. We look just like we did when we first met."
"I wanted to ask you a question, but never mind. If you give me the same answer as before, I'll definitely be angry."
Drip!
Drip!
Mu Qing felt a coolness on the back of her hand. She raised it to wipe Lin Fan's tears. "Don't cry. I originally wanted to outlive you so you wouldn't be sad for me. But it seems I won't outlast you. I'm the Holy Master of the Holy Land; how can I lose to anyone?"
"But since you're my husband, it's okay to lose to you."
…
Outside.
A mountain peak not far from the Martial Arts Holy Land suddenly crumbled, a monstrous blood-red light piercing the sky.
"Hahaha… Martial Arts Holy Land, you sealed me for hundreds of years! Today, I finally break free! I will slaughter you all!"
A streak of blood-red light shot out from the shattered mountain.
Then, a figure floated in the air, clad in blood-red robes, with blood-red hair and eyebrows. A sinister aura emanated from him.
If any of the older generation had seen him, they would have recognized him instantly.
This was the Blood Demon Ancestor, who had terrorized the world centuries ago.
He fed on the blood essence of martial artists.
The evil techniques he cultivated were terrifying.
To maintain his youthful appearance, he needed to replace his own blood with the blood of powerful martial artists every sixty years. He had been suppressed by the Martial Arts Holy Land because he was ambushed during one such blood exchange.
"Hmph, now my demonic powers are complete, I have no weaknesses! You cultivate martial arts, but I cultivate immortality! You are mere ants! After I slaughter the Martial Arts Holy Land, I will enslave the entire world! Then we shall see who can oppose me!"
Whoosh!
The Blood Demon Ancestor charged towards the Martial Arts Holy Land.
Inside the room.
Mu Qing gripped Lin Fan's hand, her nails digging into his skin. "I'm leaving a mark on your hand. You're still mine in the next life. I'm going to sleep now…"
She slowly closed her eyes.
The heart monitor flatlined.
The disciples kneeling around them cried out in grief.
"The Old Holy Master… has passed…"
Bang!
The door burst open.
"The Blood Demon Ancestor is here! Prepare to die!"
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