frightfiction Chapter 342 She can see through demonic energy
Chapter 342 She can see through demonic energy
Xue Lan works as a blind old woman selling tea at a tea stall.
He was guarding a pot of water that would never boil, and facing a fellow Daoist from the upper realm who would never tell the truth.
While Xue Lan was acting, the inner demon that possessed the puppet had silently entered Yun Chuan County and was now wandering aimlessly along the long street full of demons and monsters.
The woman lowered her eyes, a hint of mockery appearing in her azure eyes:
"Just as you predicted, this prodigy from the upper realm doesn't value his younger brother much."
"Lin Xunfan is a good-for-nothing. I knew that back when I was in the Wan Gong Fang trial." Xue Lan's tone was tinged with a sigh.
"In the eyes of demons, trash is worthless."
The inner demon was quite critical of Xue Lan's words. The woman took a beautiful flower hairpin from a stall run by a little flower fairy.
It was a small peach blossom hairpin, beautiful and exquisite.
"Immortal, I made this myself. The peach blossoms on it are enchanted so they will never wither. It only costs... two low-grade spirit stones." The little flower fairy spoke timidly, looking somewhat afraid of her inner demons.
The inner demon smiled at the little guy: "Can I keep it? I'll come pick it up tomorrow!"
Upon hearing the inner demon's words, the little flower fairy initially showed a somewhat disappointed expression, but a moment later she became overjoyed.
"Alright, then we'll reserve it for you, Immortal Master. You must come and buy it."
The inner demon nodded and walked forward.
Xue Lan's cheerful voice entered her mind:
"You're really confident that you can take care of this major threat in just one day."
"Otherwise what?" the inner demon said calmly, "Just a junior from the upper realm with some talent..."
The inner demon's voice abruptly ceased at the end of the long street, atop a magnificent three-story inn. A smiling woman was watching the inner demon.
The look in his eyes was as if he were looking at an interesting little animal.
Lin Shuang looked at the woman below the inn, her tone tinged with doubt: "It's demonic energy. Did that person change their mind?"
The woman tapped her fingertips slowly on the table, her voice icy: "That won't do. The reputation of the Lin family is not something anyone can trample on."
The inner demon's figure swayed for a moment before disappearing into the void.
Xue Lan's heart felt like it was bleeding: "Take it easy, there's a wisp of my soul on this puppet, don't break it."
The next instant, Xue Lan regretted saying those words, because the inner demon directly tore out Xue Lan's wisp of soul and devoured it.
Xue Lan: What are you doing?
The inner demon was unusually embarrassed: "Xue Lan, this child in the city is no ordinary child. She can see hidden demonic energy, including the demonic energy on my body."
Just as Xue Lan was about to speak, she heard the woman in front of her ask, "Grandma, hasn't the water boiled yet?"
Xue Lan turned around with a smile, her aged face displaying an exceptionally kind expression.
"Please wait a little longer, young lady. This water is hard to boil."
"If the young lady can't wait, she can go and find another tea stall."
Lin Xunfan, who hadn't dared to speak, looked around. Ever since the two of them started waiting for the water to boil at this small tea stall, a layer of white mist had been rising around them.
In the thick darkness of night, this small tea stall is like a tiny boat on a vast ocean.
The woman in the lotus-colored dress tapped her fingertips lightly on the table, her voice carrying a sweet smile:
"Grandma, if you boil heavy water here, even if Bifang and Jinwu came, they wouldn't be able to boil it."
Seeing that everyone else had stopped pretending, Xue Lan felt that she didn't need to continue acting either.
The old woman had a weathered face, but when she spoke, her voice was calm and composed.
"If you can't even wait for a pot of tea, why bother wading into the muddy waters of the lower realm?"
As soon as Xue Lan finished speaking, Lin Xunfan stood up abruptly from his chair:
"You are Xue Lan!"
The old woman wore a kind smile as her body slowly disappeared into the rising mist behind her.
A sharp wind blade came swiftly, cleaving through the surrounding white mist.
Lin Xunfan saw that the sky was not yet dark.
The last rays of the setting sun fell on the woman's face not far away. He saw Xue Lan raise her sleeve and look at the cut made by the wind blade.
"Oh dear, these are new clothes." Xue Lan's tone was full of wistfulness.
Seemingly remembering that Lin Xunfan was still in front of her, Xue Lan disregarded her sleeves and slowly bowed to the woman in front of Lin Xunfan:
"I am Xue Lan, a disciple of Jiyuan Peak of the Xuanhuang Sect. May I ask your name, friend?"
A red light descended from the sky and landed behind Xue Lan; it was the inner demon that had just been exposed in Yun Chuan County.
As the inner demon arrived, another beam of light that had been chasing after her also landed on the ground; it was Lin Shuang.
Xue Lan secretly transmitted her voice to her inner demon: "You're becoming a bit useless."
The inner demon gritted its teeth in anger: "What do you know? This person can see through demonic energy, just like Ao Zhu!"
Xue Lan raised her hand to stop her: "A physique that appears only once every ten thousand years in the Yuanming Realm, yet it's colluding with the demon race."
Lin Shuang put away the doll and stood in front of Lin Xunfan, scrutinizing Xue Lan:
"You said your name is Xue Lan?"
Xue Lan smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist, have you heard of it?"
Lin Shuang slowly shook her head: "I've heard of one of the inheritors of the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop."
Xue Lan: "Besides..."
"Never heard of it!"
Xue Lan didn't believe she hadn't heard of it.
If Lin Xunfan didn't know that it was his own stupidity that made his elders dislike him, how could this woman in front of him, a genius whom the Lin family had painstakingly cultivated, not know Xue Lan's name?
Xue Lan simply couldn't believe that this child, who was prepared to accept the ice spirit root that his elders had found for him with the help of the demon race, would still be afraid of wolves.
Sensing Xue Lan's strange thoughts, the inner demon couldn't help but speak:
Actually, I'm afraid of you.
Xue Lan chuckled: "Isn't it you? I think of myself as a good person, both inside and out."
"I think you're a despicable person inside and out!" the inner demon screamed.
Xue Lan remained unfazed: "Say one more word... say one more word and I'll get Xue Tong to curse you!"
The inner demons fell silent.
Xue Lan may be shameless, but at least she is from the Yuanming Realm.
But that little girl from outside was really difficult to deal with.
Lin Shuang never expected that after staying in Yunchuan County for a while, she would run into her target here.
It's really...strange.
Xue Lan, as the inheritor of the Wan Gong Fang, should have been protected by the immortal sects of the lower realm, but she arrived in Yun Chuan County at the crucial moment when the Wan Gong Fang was about to open, and was delivered to him.
“Miss Xue is a clever woman,” Lin Shuang said softly. “May I ask what brings you to Yunchuan County and the place where you have brewed a pot of tea that hasn’t boiled yet for my brother and me?”
Xue Lan's hands flew in front of her, the red threads wrapped around her fingertips resembling an intricate net.
"Xue Lan has lived a difficult life since childhood and always felt that someone wanted to harm me."
The woman's eyes crinkled into crescents, and her smile was innocent and radiant.
"I see that your fates clash with mine; it would be better if you two died sooner rather than later!"
Lin Shuang smiled slightly upon hearing this, and was about to make a sarcastic remark when she saw the distance between herself and Xue Lan shrink in an instant, as if it had been stolen out of thin air.
In contrast, Yunchuan County City continued to recede into the distance, becoming somewhat blurry in sight.
The fear in her heart lasted only a moment. The woman in the lotus-colored dress raised one hand, and the lotus-shaped mudra on her fingertip emitted a dazzling light.
"break!"
"boom!"
After the loud noise, Xue Lan was thrown away by the huge impact, smashing through several ancient trees before landing on the edge of an open space.
“Miss Xue is a kind person, why don’t you grant my request first?”
Lin Shuang held up the magic seal in her hand and slowly walked towards Xue Lan.
One step, two steps, three steps...
When Lin Shuang could finally see Xue Lan's expression clearly, she realized that he was smiling.
It wasn't a manic laugh, but rather a triumphant laugh of certainty.
A trickle of blood ran from the corner of the woman's mouth, and her voice was somewhat hoarse.
"Please enter the urn."
The next instant, the surrounding spiritual energy began to circulate wildly, and a large array rose from the ground, covering the open space in a very short time.
Xue Lan slowly stood up from the ground.
"Fellow Daoist, you resort to violence at the slightest disagreement. Xue Lan is truly unlucky!"
"But it's alright, there will be other people to fight you next!"