Doubt upon doubt—Lin Xuan could be counted as extraordinarily clever, yet after turning it over and over in his mind, he simply could not come up with a reasonable explanation. No matter what angle he looked at it from, this matter was far too strange.
A dignified immortal cultivator of the Dongxuan Realm taking a fancy to these two little girls? That was practically a joke.
And at that moment, Sick Demon finally spoke again. The excitement on his face had not weakened in the slightest; instead, it had grown even more feverish. His formerly lifeless eyes were now practically beginning to shine.
"This old man is not one to go back on his word. Although my plans have changed slightly, I can still let you go. However, I now have one condition."
"Please speak."
Although Lin Xuan already had a guess in his heart, he would not give up until he heard it with his own ears.
"Leave these two girls to me."
Sick Demon's words shattered the last trace of fluke hope in Lin Xuan's heart. This old fellow had suddenly changed his mind, and sure enough, it was aimed at his two disciples.
Lin Xuan cursed furiously in his heart.
Yet on the surface, he showed not the slightest change in expression. He spoke with exceptional calm. "Why? These two girls are merely in the Foundation Establishment Realm, and their aptitude is not worth mentioning. If Senior wants maids to serve tea and pour water, with your status and cultivation, you could find better ones with a casual shout. Why specifically name these two girls?"
"That's right, Senior. My daughters' looks are crude and shallow; they truly are not worthy to serve Senior." Shangguan Muyu was also greatly anxious. She would rather die together than hand over