Chapter 797: Chapter 797: Not Good-Looking
“Who are you?” asked the masked woman, her eyes filled with unusual wariness. Despite trying hard to maintain posure, a slight tremble in her voice betrayed her current fearful state.
Grunted, Fang Lin ignored her and directly headed toward the Black Jade Blood Spirit Flower.
Seeing Fang Lin about to pick the Black Jade Blood Spirit Flower, both the elegantly dressed young man and the masked woman showed signs of urgency, seemingly unwilling to see the flower seized away by Fang Lin so readily.
“My friend, this Black Jade Blood Spirit Flower is extremely important to me. Could you generously spare it?” The masked woman bit her lip lightly, knowing that bating Fang Lin was out of her league. Thus, she made such a request, with an undertone of pleas.
Fang Lin glanced at her and smirked. “Remove your veil, let me see your face. If you are good-looking, I will give you the Black Jade Blood Spirit Flower.”
Hearing this, both the half-dead black-clothed man on the ground, and the elegantly dressed young man nearby had peculiar expressions.
That’s even an option? If people are beautiful, you’d give them the Black Jade Blood Spirit Flower? Can morales stoop any lower?
The masked woman, too, wasn’t expecting such a peculiar demand from Fang Lin. She hesitated before asking, “Will you keep your promise?”
Fang Lin nodded, showing utmost sincerity, “Of course, don’t I look kind-hearted? I always stand by my words.”
Silence fell over them. Just moments ago, while you were violently beating that black-clad man, you were entirely unkind, giving off a demeanor of a mortal threat.
Nevertheless, the masked woman had no other choice at the moment. Although reluctant, she couldn’t overpower Fang Lin and thus decided to promise.
After all, she was merely showing him her face. It’s not like she was doing something against her conscience.
So, she slowly raised her hand, removed her veil, revealing her delicate face.
Her appearance was quite attractive, carrying a gentle charm that easily invoked favorable feelings at the first sight. She gave off a refreshing spring breeze kind of feel.
Fang Lin took a look and smirked, “So you look like this, not pretty at all, therefore, I can’t give you the Black Jade Blood Spirit Flower.”
Elegant young man: “····”
Black-clothed man: “····”
Masked woman: “····”
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The masked woman nearly jumped out of exasperation. Are this guy’s eyes blind, or is his brain malfunctional? I am so beautiful, to the point where anyone would praise me as a beauty that can bring down the city. If you didn’t want to give me the Black Jade Blood Spirit Flower, you should just be honest, instead of provoking me intentionally. He was pletely out of line.
The elegantly dressed young man and the black clad man’s mouths twitched in amusement. This man was indeed extraordinary, having the audacity to blatantly lie without batting an eye which alone is reason enough to hold them in awe.
The masked woman put her veil back on. Her furious eyes glared at Fang Lin. Even the most gentle person would be tempted to hit Fang Lin under these circumstances.
The nonchalant Fang Lin hastily put the Black Jade Blood Spirit Flower in his bag, preparing to leave. Suddenly, he took a more interest in the trio.
The three instantly became wary. What was this man up to now? Did he not think one Black Jade Blood Spirit Flower was enough and wanted to rob more from them?
The masked woman, in particular, felt profoundly uneasy. Being a woman and incapable of defeating Fang Lin put her in a vulnerable position that led her mind to strange places.
“Which sects do each of you belong to? Tell me,” Fang Lin asked.
The three startled, unsure why Fang Lin was asking this. But they didn’t dare to withhold the information and individually answered.
“Ah, good. I haven’t hit the wrong person.” discovering the origins of all three, Fang Lin expressed his reassurance.
Before entering the Ancient Alchemy Prohibited Area, Ye Mengxian had indeed informed him not to offend the successors of the other three sects. Those three sects were branches of the North Town Hall and pledged their loyalties to Elder Tiankui. They were counted as relatives.
“Alright then, hand me your Nine Palace Bags, and then you can leave,” said Fang Lin dismissively.
Upon hearing this, their faces changed drastically. This was touching their bottom lines; for them, their Nine Palace Bags were as crucial as their lives.
“You’ve gone too far. If you continue to corner us, we can unite and fight you. We do stand a chance!” The elegantly dressed young man hissed.
The masked woman and the black-clothed man glared at Fang Lin with a mutual resentment and stood united with the young man.
Although Fang Lin was strong, they weren’t helpless against him when united, especially when also taking their respective treasures and hidden cards into account.
“Such a hassle,” Fang Lin shook his head and charged at the three.
In less than the time it took to burn an incense stick, all three, including the masked woman, were beaten down by Fang Lin.
Fang Lin didn’t exhibit the slightest chivalry. He was ruthless to the masked woman and showed no mercy.
Laying scattered on the ground like broken dolls, bearing their wounds, they watched Fang Lin fearfully.
“Why wouldn’t you just listen when I asked you to hand them over? You forced me to take action, but now you’ve tasted the bitterness, haven’t you?” Fang Lin muttered while proficiently snatching away their Nine Palace Bags.
All three were filled with grief and anger. He was even boasting about his banditry now. Who behaves like that? They wondered if there was any justice left in the world.
“Don’t stare at me like that. I’ve been quite benevolent. Anyone else would have killed you all. But look at me, I just beat you up and took your Nine Palace Bags. I’m indeed too kind,” Fang Lin said, sighing repeatedly as if he himself felt too kind and righteous.
All three inward spit out their resentment. If they possessed his strength, they would have long been beating him up by now.
“Farewell. Take care of yourselves, until we meet again,” With the Nine Palace Bags hanging from his waist, Fang Lin waved and turned around to leave.
They almost cursed out loud at him. Meet again? Hell no! She never wished to encounter this despicable creature again.
Fang Lin had left, but it took a while for the three, including the masked woman, to regain some strength. They sat cross-legged, healing their wounds.
“Who on earth is that man?” The black-clothed man gnashed his teeth. He was the most hurt, having been beaten nearly twice by Fang Lin. He had lost several teeth in the process, were not looking that retched was an understatement.
Both the masked woman and the elegantly dressed man shook their heads. They had no clue about Fang Lin’s background. It seems they hadn’t heard of any such formidable successors among the thirty-two sects.
pared to their skills as Pill-Refiners, Fang Lin’s power seemed excessively strong. They belonged to a different league.
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