C20 Chu Lan What Do You Want?

Without hesitation, he extended the small sword in his hand to Xu Lin and respectfully addressed him, "Senior, this is the Portside Tops Command from my sect. Elder Yang instructed me to deliver it to you. It is only with this Command that one can gain access to the Portside Tops."

Xu Lin toyed with the object in his hand, feeling the warmth from the Great Unity Gold Essence, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Was this an attempt to curry favor with him?

Or perhaps an invitation for him to visit the Portside Tops?

Regardless of the intent, Xu Lin accepted the Portside Tops Command.

"I'll take the item. Now, you may leave," Xu Lin stated icily.

The woman, maintaining her respectful demeanor, expressed her hope, "We would be honored if Senior could find the time to visit the Portside Tops."

Xu Lin's patience was wearing thin as he commanded in a frosty tone, "Yim Jiuge, see our guests out."

Yim Jiuge, standing behind Xu Lin with a previously vacant gaze that now sparkled with life, smiled at the couple and ushered them, "This way, please."

Yet, their visit wasn't solely to deliver the Portside Tops Command to Xu Lin; they had another, more pressing issue. Under the weight of the situation, the woman hesitated before speaking up, "Senior, if you could spare a moment, there is a favor I must ask of you."

Xu Lin considered for a moment, suspecting that their purpose extended beyond the mere delivery of a token. The woman's forthcoming request was likely the true reason for their visit.

With a dismissive wave of his hand, Xu Lin responded nonchalantly, "Go on."

"Senior, are you familiar with the Dragon Group?" she inquired with reverence.

Indeed, Xu Lin was aware of the Dragon Group—a national power comprising individuals from the Mysterious Sect, mutants, and even some formidable beings beyond common comprehension.

"Are you extending an invitation for me to join the Dragon Group?" Xu Lin asked, puzzled.

The woman shook her head, clarifying, "It would certainly be fortuitous if Senior were to join the Dragon Group, but that's not the current matter. There's been a development in Floania—a group of outsiders has established a significant presence. With the Dragon Group's experts abroad, we're hoping to enlist your help in conducting an investigation."

"I don't have time! You're free to go!" Xu Lin declared with an icy tone, issuing yet another dismissal.

It was they who had sought to vanquish demons and uphold justice, and now they were the ones pleading for his aid in their investigation. What did they take him for?

Did they truly believe Xu Lin was devoid of temper?

The woman hesitated briefly, but the gravity of the situation was undeniable. The directive had come from the top, and with the elders and sect leaders of Portside Tops in seclusion, Xu Lin was the only one they could turn to for assistance.

With a determined gaze, she persisted, "I implore you to lend your aid, Senior!"

"I've already told you, I'm out of time!" Xu Lin responded, his voice detached.

"Senior, that organization has eradicated numerous Mysterious Sects across our Floania!"

"And how does that concern me?"

"Senior, those were our Floanian people. Portside Tops sent several members, all of whom perished. The enemy employs unique methods, displaying the severed heads of our people in the courtyards of the Mysterious Sect members. Thousands have been wiped out, including ordinary citizens without any powers.

Please, Senior, for the sake of these innocent Floanians, lend us your help. Consider it helping them, those ordinary people."

The woman's plea was heartfelt.

As she spoke, a crease formed on her brow, signaling a resolute decision. She produced a small square seal and presented it to Xu Lin, "This is a modest token of appreciation for you, Senior. Naturally, it also serves as compensation for this task. It's a replica of the Sky Flipping Seal!"

Xu Lin, initially indifferent, found his interest piqued at the sight of the Sky Flipping Seal. Far from a mere imitation, it was the genuine article—a real Sky Flipping Seal. Even a man of Xu Lin's stature couldn't help but be tempted.

Rumors had long circulated that Floania's ancestors, prior to their ascension, left behind treasures to ensure the security of their sects, much like the Yue Family's High Clarity Jade Talisman—though that was merely a copy.

Xu Lin could sense the faint Immortal Qi flowing through the Sky Flipping Seal, confirming its authenticity as a true Immortal Magical Weapon. It was almost comical how the uninitiated mistook it for a mere facsimile.

Xu Lin regarded the small seal with a calm exterior, yet internally, he was astounded. It was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals' magical artifacts, an item that should never have surfaced in the mortal realm. Yet, here it was, stirring Xu Lin's heart with its presence.

"May I inquire if the esteemed Senior could lend assistance?" the woman inquired with reverence.

Ultimately, Xu Lin consented, unable to resist the allure of the Sky Flipping Seal.

"Everything will be prepared for Senior. There's also the sole survivor; we ask that you retrieve them from the Yue Family. Given the current state of this place..."

Xu Lin grasped her implication without need for further words. Riverheart Villa had become akin to a haunted realm, a place where ordinary folk dared not tread.

With Xu Lin's nod of approval, the woman and her senior brother offered a respectful bow before taking their leave.

"Senior brother, what kind of person is Xu Lin?" the woman asked, her curiosity piqued.

"One should strive to be on good terms with him, never an adversary," the man replied, his eyes betraying a hint of fear.

The pressure emanating from Xu Lin was immense, paralyzing him to the point where he couldn't move. He had never felt such trepidation, not even in the presence of Elder Yang from Portside Tops. He considered himself fortunate to have made it out alive.

The thought had never crossed his mind that a solitary cultivator from the secular world could wield such formidable power. Just the mere force of Xu Lin's presence was enough to instill profound fear, dissipating the pride of Portside Tops into nothingness...

Meanwhile, Xu Lin had made his way to the Yue Family and retrieved the survivor.

Back in Xu Lin's original quarters, a woman eyed him with a trace of disdain. The power Xu Lin had demonstrated seemed too insignificant; she even wondered if the Portside Tops had simply chosen a scapegoat rather than deal with her situation themselves.

With narrowed eyes, Xu Lin spoke in a detached tone, "Blood Clan?"

"How... how did you know?" the girl exclaimed, taken aback.

Indeed, she was a half-member of the Blood Clan, bearing their lineage but not a true Blood Clan member.

While not as potent as a full-fledged Blood Clan member, there were advantages, such as a reduced susceptibility to silver weaponry.

"So, we're dealing with the Blood Clan's trash!" Yim Ningrou scoffed with contempt.

To the eastern zombies, the Blood Clan might look similar, but they were distinctly different species. The zombies had no respect for their western counterparts.

"You're calling me, Qian Xuanxuan, trash? And just who do you think you are?" Qian Xuanxuan retorted with a sneer.

In truth, Qian Xuanxuan wasn't particularly strong. Yim Ningrou could probably take her out with a flick of her finger.

But Qian Xuanxuan saw things differently. She had the lineage of the Blood Clan and her own abilities to consider. She believed that even a seasoned Covert Power master could struggle against her.

"If she says you're trash, then you're trash," Xu Lin declared icily.

He had no patience for those not of his kind, especially the insignificant Blood Clan.

Qian Xuanxuan glared at Xu Lin and mocked, "You, a mere mortal, dare to insult me, Qian Xuanxuan? What makes you so special? You're nothing but an ordinary human! What's with the arrogance?"

A smirk of disdain curled Xu Lin's lips. Who did she think she was? In his eyes, Qian Xuanxuan was nothing. Did she really believe she could offend him with impunity?

Such naivety!

With a cold laugh, Xu Lin's murderous aura exploded, sending a chill through the air. Qian Xuanxuan felt as if she'd been encased in a block of ice.

In an instant, Xu Lin was standing before her.

Qian Xuanxuan thought to evade, but her body wouldn't respond, frozen stiff.

She looked up at Xu Lin in terror, a cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

"Smack!"

Xu Lin stepped up to Qian Xuanxuan and delivered a resounding slap.

"Do you realize now who I am?" he asked, his voice icy.

He gripped Qian Xuanxuan by the neck and hoisted her up, his tone unyielding, "And what are you? Just a minor member of the Blood Clan? You neglect the proper cultivation of the Mysterious Sect's magic arts to dabble in Blood Magic?"

Your family was wiped out, and instead of seeking vengeance, you're filled with pride because you belong to the Blood Clan?

Now, tell me, what exactly do you think you are?"

Qian Xuanxuan felt like she was on the verge of suffocating. Her Qian family had been annihilated; of course, she yearned for revenge. But was it truly possible?

Who could know the extent of the terrifying power she was up against?

She faced the might of the Holy Church, the Blood Clan, and even a coalition that included the Wolfman.

Could someone like her, a mere member of the Blood Clan, or her small family from the Mysterious Sect, dare to provoke such formidable forces?

Xu Lin discarded Qian Xuanxuan on the ground as if she were nothing but rubbish and said with an icy tone, "You'd better recognize who you are. And you should be aware that I'm not here to protect you. I'm only interested in extracting information about that power from you.

If you're not willing to cooperate, I won't hesitate to eliminate you myself!

I can find that power without your help, you know."

Xu Lin was right. Even without Qian Xuanxuan, he had his own means to locate that power, though it might be more of a hassle.

But Xu Lin wasn't fond of complications, nor was he inclined to play games.

With his level of strength, there was no longer any need for such maneuvers!

All the cunning plans in the world crumble in the face of true power!

When Xu Lin withdrew his murderous aura, Qian Xuanxuan finally caught her breath.

Yim Ningrou watched her with a detached gaze and said with a smirk, "You do realize my brother is a master of the Foundation Stage, right? And you dared to underestimate him?"

"Foundation Stage?"

Qian Xuanxuan was well aware of what being a Foundation Stage expert entailed, but she was still stunned. Such experts were revered as elders in the Taoist community, no matter where they went.

With this realization, a glimmer of hope for vengeance sparked within her. It wasn't that she lacked the desire for revenge; the adversary was simply too overpowering.

But now, with Xu Lin present, she felt a renewed sense of possibility for her revenge!

In a moment of desperation, Qian Xuanxuan fell to her knees and fervently kowtowed three times to Xu Lin, blood trickling faintly from her forehead.

Yet this sight left Yim Ningrou utterly astonished, her mouth agape as though it could fit an entire steamed bun.