frightfiction Chapter 677 Jenga
Chapter 677 Jenga
Xue Lan watched as Sui Xin casually raised his hand and made a sweeping motion in mid-air, creating a crack in the otherwise peaceful space.
Xue Tong was the first to come out, followed by Lin Su behind him.
Xue Lan's ethereal gaze, mixed with her divine sense, fell upon the young man, carrying a hint of scrutiny, which Lin Su immediately noticed.
"Senior Sister Xue?" He turned around, making sure he wasn't carrying anything strange before speaking:
"what happened?"
Xue Lan removed her divine sense from his arm and smiled, "It's nothing, it just feels like it's been a long time since we last met, and you seem to have grown up a lot."
Xue Tong was already standing behind Xue Lan. Upon hearing this, she placed her hand on the man's shoulder and said, "Yes, according to the timeline within the secret realm, more than ten years have passed."
Yin Hun, who had been playing with Du Ying in the corner, saw Xue Tong return and flew over excitedly to perch on Xue Tong's shoulder, her little face soft and cuddly: "Jack-a-mill!"
Xue Lan couldn't help but laugh: "You taught her?"
Xue Tong did not deny it.
Lin Su was delighted to see the Soul Guide, and the young man gently waved to the little girl: "Little Soul Guide."
The spirit guide raised its little hand: "Hello, Brother Lin."
Xue Lan saw a tiny, ethereal flower bloom on Lin Su's head, which brightened his entire appearance.
Xue Lan: Okay, let's stick with the weapon repair.
Lord Wolf beckoned Lin Su to sit down, then, omitting the beginning and embellishing the middle, recounted the events outside to the man, finally looking at Lin Su expectantly:
"I am going to the Upper Realm next, and my return journey is uncertain, and my life or death is unknown."
"I need to hand over Wan Gong Fang to you before that."
She spoke casually, but Lin Su was terrified.
Having just completed the Heavenly Forging Hammer trial and obtained the Heavenly Forging Technique, Master Lin's hands trembled slightly. He picked up a teacup from the side, took a sip, and then turned his gaze to Xue Tong.
Lin Su's eyebrows and eyes moved together: "Is this the urgent matter you told me about that required my attention?"
Xue Tong raised an eyebrow and transmitted her voice, "Tell me, is it a big deal?"
"Of course it's a big deal," Lin Su thought to himself.
But this matter is too big, so big that he just wants to run back to the War Puppet Mansion and hug his master's leg and cry.
The young man was extremely embarrassed, his stiff gaze falling on Xue Lan: "Senior Sister Xue."
Xue Lan gave a soft "hmm": "What's wrong? It's okay if you lack confidence in yourself. Sui Xin will acknowledge you as her master."
Lin Su thought to himself that this wasn't a matter of whether he had confidence or not.
"Senior Sister Xue, my master will break my legs."
Master Mingyang liked Xue Lan so much that Lin Su couldn't imagine what his master's expression would be when he found out.
Xue Lan rested her chin on her hand and pondered, "It is indeed a problem, but to put it another way..."
“You should have taken over Wan Gong Fang much sooner.”
Lin Su suddenly stood up from his chair: "So what? What do you mean? Is there any need to contact me?"
"Calm down, calm down!" Xue Lan waved her hand to signal Lin Su to calm down, then sighed softly and spoke earnestly:
"Your senior sister doesn't want you to take on such a heavy responsibility so soon after you come out. It's just that your senior sister's identity is a bit special, and I'm afraid that things might change if things drag on."
Lin Su did not believe it.
He had known Xue Lan for as long as Senior Brother Yan and Jun Jun, but what identity could a weapon cultivator from the lower realm have that was more illustrious than the head of the Wan Gong Fang?
Looking into Xue Lan's smiling eyes, Lin Su became even more determined in his mind.
Junjun smiled like this when she tricked him into making things before. He really can't outsmart someone with such a cunning mind!
Looking at Lin Su's determined eyes, Xue Tong silently lit a candle for his fragile heart.
Little Tong glanced around and said lazily, "Who's going to talk to him?"
The inner demon that had been silent within Xue Lan's sea of consciousness suddenly spoke up, excitedly exclaiming:
"I think I can."
Xue Lan was in a rare good mood and decided to play along with her. The Wolf King waved his hand and said, "Granted, but don't scare her."
Lin Su's mind, filled with refining materials, had never been so quick before. He was itching to push away the position of workshop leader that Xue Lan had offered him.
Then he noticed that the surroundings had suddenly become cold.
It wasn't the kind of cold that comes from a sudden drop in temperature, but rather the icy chill of everything being instantly drained of its vitality, leaving everything withered and lifeless.
"Demon energy!"
Lin Su's gaze sharpened, and sixteen short swords gleaming with emerald light instantly appeared from the young man's storage bag, their tips concealing fine blades within the flowing light.
The young man looked around and noticed a thin, cold, damp mist that had risen around them sometime earlier.
Lin Su's heart was pounding, and his eyes darted around.
He couldn't find that demon.
The demons were among them, and they possessed at least the strength of the Nascent Soul stage.
He cannot allow the art of forging the heavens to fall into…
A cold sweat broke out on the young man's body. He flicked his fingertips and picked up a wisp of knife, about to stab it into his meridians.
Then his movements were stopped by an invisible force.
A woman's cold, helpless voice came from behind: "Who taught you this bad habit of so easily harming yourself?"
The demon's lower body, shrouded in illusory mist, drifted gently from behind Lin Su to in front of him, its gaze towards Xue Lan filled with resentment.
Xue Lan laughed in exasperation:
"I already told you not to scare people."
"I know, I know."
The inner demon smiled dismissively at Xue Lan, then looked at Lin Su again, quite pleased with the terrified expression on his face.
Lin Su watched as the woman, whose face was identical to Xue Lan's, approached him, a hint of schadenfreude in his smile.
Have you ever heard of the Silver Moon Wolf?
"Like Xue Chongyu, a top-tier demon from the Upper Realm."
Lin Su had a bad feeling...
The most dreaded thing for a weapon refiner is a convoluted and complicated situation, let alone Xue Lan's bizarre and inexplicable experience, which he couldn't figure out even if he racked his brains.
A quarter of an hour later, Lin Su completed the contract with Sui Xin like a puppet, his mind still reeling from the facts just told by the inner demon.
He was just as shocked and bewildered as Zhu He had been back then.
He slowly raised his head to look at Xue Lan, then at the inner demon that had transformed into a little black wolf and was perched on Xue Tong's shoulder, and finally could not bear it any longer and spoke:
"If you're not a master... what are you after, senior?"
Xue Lan glanced at him.
Well, the child has been so stimulated that he's even started addressing them with more respect.
Xue Lan was about to sit up straight and reply when she felt a heaviness in her neck.
It turned out that Xue Tong had already placed his head on top of hers, and she was also burdened with the inner demon and the soul guide.
The Wolf Queen felt immense pressure, but being a strong-willed woman, she patted Xue Tong on the shoulder and spoke in a deep voice:
"Would you believe me if I said it was all fate, a chance encounter?"
Lin Su looked at him and said, "Would you believe me if I said I picked up two thousand catties of refining materials after leaving the War Puppet Mansion?"
His tone was resentful, clearly disregarding the fact that angering a super being would result in being reduced to ashes.
"Actually, it's feasible in the War Puppet Mansion. I have a secret passage!" Xue Lan took out a blueprint from her sleeve.
Lin Su's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward, took the blueprint, and put it in his sleeve.
"There's one more question," the young man said earnestly.
"So, Senior Brother Yan and the others have been playing with wolves since they were little?"