"Thank you for your kindness, Fairy, but I am unwilling!"
Lin Xuan stared at the girl's lovely face and spoke slowly.
"What?" Xiahou Lan almost thought she had misheard. Then her brows shot upright. "Do you think those words just now were me deceiving you?"
"No..." Lin Xuan shook his head. "This junior believes every word Fairy said was a pearl of wisdom, without the slightest falsehood."
"Then why?"
Xiahou Lan was rather stunned as well. There was actually a cultivator who could refuse such temptation.
"No particular reason. I am simply unwilling." Lin Xuan folded his hands into his sleeves, his robes billowing slightly in the wind. "I have grown used to a life like idle clouds and wild cranes, and I do not like being bound. Even if following Fairy would allow me to ascend to the Spirit World, that is not what I seek."
Xiahou Lan's expression eased slightly. She had not expected that there were still cultivators with such backbone in the world, but her voice remained incomparably cold. "You should know full well what the second choice is. Do you think that merely because this Fairy is only in the Nascent Soul Realm right now, I cannot kill you?"
"That... is hard to say." A trace of mockery appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. "If Fairy descended with your cultivation at its peak, then perhaps in your eyes, this junior would truly be nothing more than an ant. But right now, you have only just undone the seal, and are merely at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. Speaking of which, your magic power is only about half a catty to my eight taels."
"Heh..." Hearing this, Xiahou Lan laughed instead of growing angry. "Junior, this palace is indeed only in the Nascent Soul