Not an Immortal Maiden, but a Devil

Young Master Nanfeng had only just gotten his Immortal Fruit when it was snatched away. How could he possibly accept that?

With a furious roar, he shouted, "You brazen cur! You dare openly snatch someone else's prize? Give it back!"

With a whoosh, he arrived before Lin Su and reached for the Immortal Fruit.

He was a Juren who had already built his Literary Mountain. When he grabbed, the wind howled, and his bearing was far from ordinary.

Yet Lin Su merely gave a light flick of his hand. Young Master Nanfeng was sent precisely back to where he had stood, without so much as causing the teacups or teapot on the table to tremble.

Young Master Nanfeng was dumbfounded.

Everyone around them was dumbfounded.

Outsiders might not have understood the depth of Lin Su's strike, but those in the know saw it clearly. Most had already realized that this man, who had risked universal condemnation to seize the Immortal Fruit, possessed unfathomably profound cultivation.

The immortal maiden on the boat spoke. "The Immortal Fruit was meant to be given away freely. Those with talent may obtain it. Why must this young master snatch another's possession? If your talent is sufficient, what harm is there in this little woman giving you another one?"

Yes, yes! Everyone present felt the same way.

This Immortal Fruit was unlike ordinary worldly possessions. It had been intended as a gift from the start. So long as he moved the immortal maiden before him, would it not be better to receive one from her openly and honorably?

Was there any need to snatch someone else's?

Holding the Immortal Fruit in his hand, Lin Su slowly raised his head. A mysterious light glimmered in his eyes. "As for talent, I am clearly qualified. But I have