Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 83: Miss Feng Aotian! Don't kill me!

Feng Ling Shuang suddenly stepped forward.

Dong Mo was stunned.

Xiao Bai was stunned.

Even Yin Lingsu was slightly taken aback: "Oh? Girl, why did you suddenly stop me?"

Feng Ling Shuang straightened her back, her azure eyes staring directly at Yin Ling Su, without a trace of fear on her face.

"Senior Yin, isn't what you're doing a bit suspicious, like taking advantage of someone's vulnerability and using your power to bully them?"

Feng Ling Shuang's voice was not loud, but it was firm and resounding.

Upon hearing this, Dong Mo's pupils suddenly contracted.

Feng Ling Shuang! What are you doing? That's the capricious Southern Wilderness Sword Demon! You've offended her! Do you think you'll get any juice? She'll tear your hood off the ground!

Dong Mo screamed inwardly: I was already prepared to become your disciple, and you pull this on me? Don't drag us into this mess!

Feng Ling Shuang! You truly live up to your reputation as the hot-blooded and brainless Feng Aotian! You really don't think before you act!

You've got several extra heads compared to other people, you're really courting death! Don't you dare kill me!

Song Qiuyu's expression changed as well. She reached out to grab Feng Ling Shuang, but it was too late.

Knowing Feng Ling Shuang's personality, Song Qiu Yu knew what she wanted to do, and immediately tugged at her junior sister's sleeve desperately, not wanting her to take the risk of offending a Nascent Soul expert like Yin Ling Su.

However, Song Qiuyu had clearly forgotten that what Feng Ling Shuang was about to do was no different from what she had done on the deck of the spirit boat, despite the pressure of potentially offending a Golden Core cultivator like Xiao Bai, to warn Dong Mo.

After all, the people of the Ancient Sacred Land are generally stubborn like this. In the Ancient Sacred Land, those who dare not cause trouble are basically mediocre.

Faced with her senior sister's obstruction, Feng Ling Shuang decisively chose to ignore it and spoke loudly to Yin Ling Su.

"Senior, I have great respect for you! But Dong Mo has already promised us that he would go to the Desolate Ancient Holy Land with us."

The moment these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the scene instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Xiao Bai stared wide-eyed at Feng Ling Shuang in disbelief, then looked at Dong Mo.

Dong Mo felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

It’s over! It’s over! It’s over…

Even the incredibly lucky Feng Aotian will be finely chopped into minced meat by the Sword Demon, leaving not a trace of fat!

Yin Lingsu stared at Feng Lingshuang for a long time.

then……

"Hahaha……"

Yin Lingsu laughed. She laughed so hard she almost fell over, her long golden hair trembling.

"You little girl, what you say isn't pleasant to hear, but your temper..." Yin Lingsu wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes, "I like it, it suits my taste."

Yin Lingsu tilted her head, a hint of amusement flashing in her golden eyes: "You say I used my power to bully others? Well, even if I did, what would you do then?"

Yin Lingsu stretched out her hand and casually waved the Star Tribulation in her hand.

"Others may fear the desolate ancient holy land, but I do not."

"I'm confident I can kill you and your senior sister without the Ancient Holy Land finding out... Do you believe me?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling Shuang's expression changed slightly, but her back remained ramrod straight.

Song Qiuyu stepped forward and stood beside Feng Ling Shuang. Although she did not speak, her firm gaze said it all.

The atmosphere at the scene became tense again.

then……

"Hahaha……"

Yin Lingsu smiled again.

"Don't be so nervous." She waved her hand, her tone relaxed. "I was just joking with you guys."

Feng Ling Shuang and Song Qiu Yu exchanged a glance but remained silent, clearly not taking it as a joke.

Yin Lingsu suppressed her smile and looked at Feng Ling Shuang with a serious expression in her golden eyes.

"Young lady, while it is right to be chivalrous, I still hope that you will think things through before you act in the future."

"It's a good thing you met me today. If it were someone else, you would be a corpse by now."

Feng Ling Shuang bit her lip and remained silent.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore." Yin Lingsu waved her hand. "I'm not an unreasonable person. Your personality suits me quite well."

"Since this kid is destined to be with your Ancient Holy Land, and also with me, how about we compete fairly?"

Feng Ling Shuang raised her head: "I would like to hear the details."

Yin Lingsu held up two fingers: "We'll each pass on a set of techniques to him. I'll pass on my techniques, and you'll pass on the methods of your Ancient Sacred Land. Whoever's technique he learns first, he'll go with them."

Feng Ling Shuang's eyes lit up, and she was about to nod subconsciously.

"Wait a minute!" Song Qiuyu stepped forward.

Her expression was somewhat troubled: "Senior, this method is good, but sacred ground techniques cannot be easily passed on. Dong Mo is not yet a disciple of our Ancient Sacred Ground, and I have no right to teach him sacred ground techniques."

Yin Lingsu raised an eyebrow: "Does your Holy Land have so many rules?"

Song Qiuyu nodded helplessly.

Yin Lingsu scratched her head, her long golden hair becoming a mess from her rubbing.

"If that's the case, what should we do?"

Yin Lingsu thought for a moment, then suddenly clapped her hands, a sly glint flashing in her golden eyes.

"Oh! I've got it!"

Yin Lingsu smiled and looked at Feng Ling Shuang: "Since your holy land's cultivation techniques cannot be passed on, how about I pass on my techniques to you?"

Feng Ling Shuang was taken aback: "Send it to me?"

"Yes." Yin Lingsu nodded. "Let's see who learns it first, you or this kid. If you learn it first, I'll let him go to the Ancient Sacred Land with you. If he learns it first..."

Yin Lingsu paused, a mischievous smile playing on her lips: "Then you'll have to become my disciple and learn swordsmanship from me!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling Shuang was stunned.

Song Qiuyu was stunned! Even Dong Mo was stunned!

Tsk... Good heavens, Yin Lingsu really knows how to take advantage of people!

Dong Mo glanced at Yin Lingsu and silently complained to himself.

I think... my cheap master probably saw Feng Ling Shuang's talent, so he had the idea of ​​taking her as a disciple as well.

That's why they deliberately set a trap...

Sigh... I really don't know whether to say that my cheap master has a big addiction to taking on disciples, or that Feng Ling Shuang is just lucky!

He just casually went out and was chosen as a disciple by the Sword Demon. His luck is truly unparalleled…

Faced with the conditions proposed by Yin Lingsu, Feng Lingshuang, who was standing to the side, fell silent.

Looking at Yin Lingsu's smiling face, Feng Lingshuang's mind raced with calculations.

Becoming a disciple of the Sword Demon... to be honest, that's not a bad thing.

Yin Lingsu's reputation speaks for itself: the Sword Demon of the Southern Wilderness, a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, and the undisputed number one swordsman in the entire cultivation world. To become her disciple is an opportunity that countless people would rather die than obtain.

However, he was already a disciple of the Ancient Holy Land, and even chosen as a personal disciple by the sect leader! If he were to come back to learn swordsmanship from Yin Lingsu...

Wouldn't that mean... betraying one's sect?

but……

Thinking of this, Feng Ling Shuang turned around and glanced at Dong Mo.

She and Senior Sister Song had already promised him that they would take Young Master Dong to the Desolate Ancient Holy Land for refuge.

The first rule of the Ancient Sacred Land!

Keep your word and deliver on your promises!

If you promise someone something, you must keep it.

Feng Ling Shuang took a deep breath, raised her head, and stared directly at Yin Ling Su with her azure eyes, her voice unusually firm.

"Okay. I promise you."