books44 Chapter 117 Yin Yang Sect Master
Chapter 117 Yin Yang Sect Master
"It's a long story, but in short, it was the lord of this place, that beautiful woman in white, who brought me here to meet you."
Luo Sifan warily kept an eye on the short gun in Lin Qianxiu's hand, and responded calmly to the two women.
"A beautiful woman in white?!"
Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi exchanged a suspicious glance, even more confused about Bai Lan's intentions.
At this moment, Luo Sifan was unaware that in the eyes of the two women, he was no different from a lecherous old rogue, and he still maintained his indifferent expression.
Downstairs, Zhang Deming accompanied the two as they entered the ground floor of Huanxi Pavilion and climbed the steps.
The scene along the way was a mess; the treasures in the Joyful Pavilion had been completely looted by Shu Hongyi and Lin Qianxiu.
Zhang Deming shook his head and sighed; even with his good composure, his face fell.
When the three of them appeared on the third floor of Huanxi Pavilion with dark faces, Luo Sifan had already driven the two women back to the main hall of the pavilion, where he had been waiting for a long time.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang! This way, please!"
Luo Sifan was not surprised by the three men's gloomy expressions. He chuckled and greeted Zhang Deming with a cupped-hand salute.
The three of them, like ice melting in spring, couldn't resist revealing ambiguous smiles in front of Luo Sifan's smiling face.
Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi stood behind Luo Sifan, ready for a fight. Seeing the strange atmosphere, they frowned at each other.
There was no other reason than that Zhang Deming and the other two completely ignored the two self-important beauties when they glanced at them.
Luo Sifan invited the three to sit down and politely introduced the guests to the host.
Shu Hongyi and Lin Qianxiu, feeling annoyed, put down their weapons, found chairs, and sat down, glancing sideways at the lively discussion between Luo Sifan and Zhang Deming.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Zhang Deming glanced around and carefully examined Luo Sifan from head to toe. Luo Sifan deliberately dangled the jade pendant at her waist a few times, which naturally did not escape Zhang Deming's notice.
Luo Sifan smiled and took in the changes in Zhang Deming's expression. Seeing that he knew his stuff, she felt much more at ease.
"Young Master Lin, are you satisfied with the treasures in my sect's Joyful Pavilion?"
Zhang Deming perked up and asked about the important matter, but unconsciously used the formal "you" (您) in his address.
"Very good! Very good!"
Luo Sifan was also troubled about how to force the stolen goods back from Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi. When Zhang Deming asked him in a sarcastic tone, he simply laughed it off.
Zhang Deming and his two companions were indeed in a difficult position, while the two behind them were so angry at Luo Sifan's shameless behavior that their eyes bulged.
After being cornered by Luo Sifan, Zhang Deming was speechless for a moment. After a few breaths of contemplation, he smiled wryly at Luo Sifan:
"Our ancestors said that no one in our sect should harbor ill intentions towards outsiders, and should not engage in deception, harm, or robbery. This rule has been upheld by our sect for more than eight hundred years."
Luo Sifan nodded repeatedly with great interest, knowing that this was the constraint that Xu Yuanxiang had set back then.
"Therefore, when outsiders intrude into our sect to cause trouble, we have always simply driven them away and dared not kill or injure them, for fear of violating this law."
Zhang Deming's expression gradually turned serious; he couldn't help but feel depressed when the matter was brought up.
Luo Sifan asked curiously from the side:
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, your sect's law is quite difficult to enforce. If an outsider does something wrong, are you saying we can't harm or kill them?"
Zhang Deming's face flushed with embarrassment. Unwilling to discuss the matter further, he simply said coldly:
"If the intruders go too far, being greedy and greedy, and our sect rises up in resistance, injuring or killing people, I suppose our sect's laws won't be so rigid as to punish the one who makes the move."
Luo Sifan secretly pondered Zhang Deming's frustration and realized that Xu Yuanxiang's rules for confining the three major sects were indeed quite strict. People from the three major sects would easily offend others and dared not easily provoke disputes. Making threats was more like the option they preferred.
Luo Sifan dared not spoil Lin Qianxiu and the other's fun, but he also did not want to push the Hehuan Sect too far.
“This… Fellow Daoist Zhang.”
Luo Sifan frowned slightly:
"Since this place is a training ground, any gains we three have made should be a gift from her! To refuse what she has given would be disrespectful to her."
Luo Sifan put on a troubled expression, pointing to the sky in front of Zhang Deming, and repeatedly winked at Bai Lan, trying to deflect the blame.
His tone was intimate, as if he had just met Bai Lan, which was indeed the case.
Zhang Deming pretended to be calm, but his buttocks were already quietly rolling around in the chair.
The master of this realm is mysterious and unpredictable. It is said that she is closely related to the heavenly rules and divine decrees that bind the three major sects of Liucheng. Zhang Deming, who holds a high position, had also heard about this woman vaguely from his sect elders.
Luo Sifan wore a jade pendant, a rare and valuable token of identity as a master of the Seventy-Second Realm. His words now carried a strong sense of familiarity with the legendary Celestial Being. Zhang Deming's mind raced, and a sharp, pricking sensation spread through his buttocks, making him feel as if he were about to fly away.
Unable to contain himself, Zhang Deming jumped to his feet:
"This matter concerns the very foundation of our sect, and I dare not make a decision on my own..."
Seeing his fear, Luo Sifan was secretly pleased. Just as she was about to exchange a few polite words, a powerful aura suddenly swept over the Joyful Pavilion, drawing all the attention of everyone present away.
Zhang Deming reacted the fastest, turning around and bowing:
"Sect Master, you've arrived!"
He raised his head, a sense of relief mixed with a hint of resentment.
The two men sitting beside Zhang Deming hurriedly bowed to a woman in a high bun and elaborate dress who suddenly appeared in the pavilion.
Luo Sifan felt a chill run down his spine, but under the woman's imposing presence, he forced himself to remain calm and, following her example, stood up and bowed to her.
Even though Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi were proud, they had to act according to the situation and obediently stood up and bowed to Luo Sifan.
The woman with her hair in a high bun smiled faintly without saying a word, but the smile seemed frozen, so fake that it sent a chill down Luo Sifan's spine, making him realize something was wrong.
"Young Master Lin, please don't play with our disciples. The Venerable One's name cannot be insulted like this by Young Master Lin."
The woman with her hair in a high bun glanced at Luo Sifan and his companions out of the corner of her eye, speaking softly and slowly. When Luo Sifan and the others heard her, they were all somewhat astonished.
The woman was tall and alluring, with fair skin and a full figure, a mature and voluptuous beauty. However, her voice was rough yet sharp, as if it belonged to both a man and a woman, with distinct personalities, and both voices were captivating.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Deming couldn't help but glare at Luo Sifan with a hint of resentment.
Luo Sifan dared not show any unusual expression, and explained with a dry laugh:
"Is the sect leader referring to Sister Lan? As her younger brother, I dare not presume to use her name in this realm. What I have said are merely the established rules and regulations set by Sister Lan, and I have no intention of abusing her power."
The woman with her hair in a high bun was slightly taken aback. She hadn't expected Luo Sifan to dare to implicate Bai Lan so openly. His bold remarks were beyond her expectations.
With a quick glance, the woman with her hair in a high bun regained her composure, and a smile appeared at the corner of her eye.
“Even if His Majesty’s younger brother is newly recognized, he must still abide by the rules of our sect! A prince who breaks the law is subject to the same punishment as a commoner! His Majesty’s will has always been to make impartial and fair judgments, and there is no reason to show favoritism or nepotism!”
Her words were a mix of soft and hard tactics, showing no sign of fear, as if Bai Lan were right beside her, guiding her through the planning.
Luo Sifan instinctively felt that she had no obvious ill intentions, and that her admission that Bai Lan was his sister was strange, so he simply gave up.
"What is the sect leader's intention? Please speak frankly. If my companions and I acted in any way that was unreasonable, we will correct it and apologize to your sect!"
If we can't afford to offend them, we can just return the stolen goods and apologize.
Luo Sifan secretly observed Lin Qianxiu and Shu Hongyi. The two women were now filled with apprehension and were no longer as arrogant and difficult to persuade as before.
This woman had not only reached the Nascent Soul stage, but also possessed two Nascent Souls, one Yin and one Yang, employing both strength and gentleness, which caused the two female Golden Core cultivators to turn pale and exclaim that it was strange!