Chapter 64: A Battle of Wits

At Bei Yunlan’s words, the other three couldn’t help but turn their gazes toward the person in the center.

Mu Xianxian, seated in the middle, offered a faint smile and took a sip of her tea.

“What thoughts could I have? It’s just a ruin, nothing more.

I was simply afraid of damaging the true essence of the White-feathered Golden-winged Great Peng King, so I sealed its remains in Canggu City.

Besides, I was planning to use it to refine a defensive magic treasure for my dear Jun.”

The three of them beside her all chuckled in unison.

This doting older sister truly lived up to her reputation.

But speaking of her brother, Shi Huanyu was reminded of Qin Yangjun’s recent significant actions.

“Speaking of which, Jun has truly changed a great deal recently.”

Shi Huanyu looked at Mu Xianxian, her tone laced with emotion.

She had met Qin Yangjun a few times, but her previous impression of him had been rather ordinary.

Any praise she had offered was merely out of respect for Mu Xianxian.

Who would have thought that in such a short time, he would accomplish a series of such astonishing feats?

He was now truly worthy of his title as the Chief Disciple of the Yuqian Sect.

However, she had a feeling that Qin Yangjun’s transformation was inextricably linked to his older sister.

Sensing the meaning in Shi Huanyu’s eyes, Mu Xianxian spoke softly.

“I don’t like to interfere in Jun’s life.

Everything he does is of his own will.

I merely provide a safety net for him.”

Shi Huanyu smiled but said no more on the matter.

As they chatted idly, the token in Bei Yunlan’s hand began to glow.

A stream of spiritual energy converged, and a blue orb materialized above the table, displaying a clear image of the Blazing Tomb within.

Qin Yangjun stood with his arms crossed, quietly observing the Fusang Tree before him.

Its branches and leaves were withering away bit by bit, while Ah Ling’s power grew stronger step by step.

At this rate, once Ah Ling finished absorbing the spiritual energy of the Fusang Tree, she would at least break through to the Void Grotto Realm.

Of course, if he were to absorb it all himself, his strength would rise to the peak of the Nascent Soul realm at the very least.

But relying on external forces to raise one’s realm so quickly could lead to an unstable foundation, making the future path of cultivation extremely difficult.

Qin Yangjun knew he could not be greedy.

Boom! Boom!…

The faint sounds of explosions and combat echoed from behind, mingled with the roars of Spirit-Devouring Pythons, signaling that the demon kings were drawing ever closer.

“Do me a favor.”

Qin Yangjun’s sudden, out-of-the-blue remark was clearly directed at Yin Kang Xuehan, who stood a short distance away.

Yet, she merely turned her head away, feigning indifference.

Qin Yangjun continued.

“I saved your life.

You owe me a favor.”

Yin Kang Xuehan let out a soft chuckle.

“Heh, a favor?

Does the young master intend to apply the customs of you human cultivators to a demon such as myself?”

In the book, Yin Kang Xuehan was described as someone who clearly distinguished between gratitude and grudges, always repaying her debts.

Qin Yangjun hadn’t expected her to refuse him.

But on second thought, he wasn’t well-acquainted with her, and her younger sister had become his servant.

Moreover, he had tricked her before, so her refusal was understandable.

Despite Yin Kang Xuehan’s rejection, Qin Yangjun was not discouraged.

Asking for her help was merely to increase his margin for error.

If she was unwilling, so be it.

His plan could proceed as intended, even without Yin Kang Xuehan’s assistance.

“That’s fine.

I’ll just have to send Ah Ling then.”

Yin Kang Xuehan’s expression faltered for a moment, but she quickly recovered and said nonchalantly.

“Then let her go.”

‘In her view, all Qin Yangjun wants is for me to use some tricks to distract the demon kings so they can escape.’

‘Besides, even if he hadn’t asked, I would have acted anyway.’

‘This whole business of favors and debts actually works on me.

I dislike being indebted to others, and I would never let Ah Ling place herself in danger.’

‘The only reason I refused is that I can’t stand the way he looks at me, as if he has me all figured out.’

Yin Kang Xuehan had noticed it before; this Qin Yangjun didn’t seem to treat her sister as a mere servant.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so anxious when Ah Ling fainted earlier.

And now, he was even letting her absorb the spiritual energy of this Fusang Tree.

This was hardly the way one treated a servant.

For this very reason, she didn’t believe Qin Yangjun would actually make Ah Ling do something so dangerous.

‘His words are just an empty threat.’

‘For the two of them to escape safely, they have to rely on me.’

‘And Qin Yangjun is a smart man, so he’ll definitely try to persuade me to act next.’

‘Whether he tries to entice me with benefits or something else, I don’t care.

I just want to see him squirm.’

However, things did not unfold as Yin Kang Xuehan had anticipated.

Upon hearing Yin Kang Xuehan’s careless words, Qin Yangjun’s expression remained utterly unchanged.

He didn’t say another word, simply turning his head back to quietly watch Ah Ling beneath the Fusang Tree.

This was not only unexpected but also made her heart leap into her throat.

‘This boy… he wouldn’t actually send Ah Ling, would he?’

‘If I were to go, I’m seventy percent confident I could succeed.

But if Ah Ling goes, with her level of cultivation, not only might she fail, but she could also lose her life.’

Time ticked by, and the calmer Qin Yangjun appeared, the more flustered Yin Kang Xuehan became.

Finally, she could bear it no longer and spoke up.

“It’s not impossible for me to help, but… you have to at least make some kind of gesture.”

Yin Kang Xuehan had, in a way, taken a step back.

She had expected Qin Yangjun to take the opportunity she’d given him, but his response left her utterly dumbfounded.

“I can’t afford it.”

Qin Yangjun did possess some treasures, but he didn’t believe any of them would be enough to move a great demon of the Mahayana Realm.

And even if he had something that would, he wouldn’t be willing to part with it.

Because Yin Kang Xuehan’s help was not essential.

Qin Yangjun never needed Yin Kang Xuehan to confront the demon kings head-on; he only required her to use some subtle means to delay them.

Once Ah Ling broke through to the Void Grotto Realm, she should be able to awaken the innate divine ability of the Heavenly Fox clan.

As a half-demon, its effect might be weaker, but it should still be enough to hold them off for a breath or two.

A couple of breaths was all the time Qin Yangjun needed.

Yin Kang Xuehan’s eyes widened as she stared at the man before her.

‘What on earth is this boy trying to do!’

“Don’t be so shameless!”

Qin Yangjun turned his head and looked at Yin Kang Xuehan, appearing somewhat baffled.

“I’m not sure what you mean by that?”

“You… you…”

Qin Yangjun’s ‘innocent’ act made Yin Kang Xuehan grind her teeth in frustration.

‘This man is truly my nemesis.’

‘If Qin Yangjun really asks Ah Ling to go, given the loyalty she’s shown, she would go without a moment’s hesitation, even if it meant death.’

‘But I can’t just stand by and watch my own sister go to her death.’

Qin Yangjun was willing to gamble, but she could not.

Yin Kang Xuehan felt incredibly aggrieved.

Yet, there was nothing she could do.

“Fine… fine!

You win!

I will help you.”

Qin Yangjun looked at Yin Kang Xuehan, still not understanding.

‘What… what’s wrong with her?’

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