And if the other party was grateful, she might very well gift him some treasures as well.
Although Lin Xuan had never exchanged even a single word with this Hundred Flowers Fairy, he had watched coldly from the sidelines as her grudge with the Golden Moon True Toad played out, as well as how she had handled it. As for her personality, Lin Xuan had more or less gotten a grasp of it.
Clearly, this woman was an extremely proud figure.
And cultivators with such a temperament, because they thought so highly of themselves, were generally unwilling to owe anyone favors. In that case, the treasures she used to thank him would certainly be no ordinary things.
Although compared with the value of her entire Storage Bag, that was not worth mentioning, this was already the greatest benefit Lin Xuan could seek under the present circumstances.
A person's value lay in knowing contentment.
Aside from this, Lin Xuan could think of no better path.
And now time was pressing; he also needed to make a choice as quickly as possible. Thus, Lin Xuan hesitated no longer.
Green light rose around his body, and he flew toward the place where Hundred Flowers Fairy had taken shelter.
It was a mere hundred-odd zhang. With Lin Xuan's escaping speed, it was naturally only the blink of an eye.
However, he did not rashly go forward either. Instead, when he was still about ten zhang from the woman, he stopped.
Throwing stones at someone who had fallen into a well carried too much danger, and Lin Xuan had already decided to send charcoal in the snow.
But while he had indeed made this decision, the other party did not know it. Lin Xuan was no reckless cultivator by nature, and he asked himself that