Reaching Cooperation

One day later.

The entire Ask Heaven City was in an uproar. A masked swordsman emerged from nowhere, using a set of exquisite fist techniques and sharp swordplay to rescue Mo Xue, the person in charge of the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion, from an ambush by the Black Shark Gang.

News spread, and discussions erupted from all sides.

At this moment, Mo Xue's hair was as black as ink, and she wore a white dress. Her long, fair legs were revealed beneath the slit hem.

Looking at the masked man sitting upright before her, she gently pushed a wine glass forward and said with a voice as soft as flowing water, "This is a fine vintage from our Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion. Please, try some."

Lin Fan glanced at her but remained unmoved.

With the help of the Blood Gathering Art, he could conceal and alter his own fluctuations.

Even if a cultivator from the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect were nearby, as long as he didn't easily use his Internal Breath, it would be difficult for them to detect his identity as a Demonic Sect cultivator.

After returning Zhou Wanqing and Wang Yuyao that day, Lin Fan had already decided on his next move.

Ask Heaven City was chaotic, and the various martial arts factions were complex and intertwined, making it the most suitable place for him to lie low.

The reason he chose the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion was simple: he was drawn to the pavilion, which was rumored to house all sorts of ancient texts and martial arts.

If he could enter the pavilion to copy various ancient texts and martial arts manuals, perhaps he could also receive certain lifespan rewards through the Panel.

This was also why Lin Fan had intervened to save Mo Xue yesterday.

Mo Xue had just taken power, and various factions were unhappy. Furthermore, she needed a powerful helper to avenge her father.

Most importantly, this woman was quite capable; otherwise, how could she have risen to power amidst so much opposition?

"My benefactor, are you afraid to drink?"

Seeing Lin Fan make no move, Mo Xue chuckled and asked.

As a cultivator at the Meridian Condensing Realm, Fourth Grade, Lin Fan smelled a faint, unusual scent in the wine.

It was the smell of poison.

These petty tricks couldn't fool him.

Lin Fan looked up at her. Mo Xue was looking at him with anticipation.

Lin Fan suddenly sighed, "I truly didn't want to do this..."

"Benefactor, what do you mean? Are you perhaps looking down on me, or this fine vintage?"

Mo Xue was taken aback and asked in surprise.

Her small mouth parted slightly, and disappointment flickered across her face, making her look utterly charming.

Lin Fan smiled, then flipped his palm, taking out an Infatuation Pill from his pouch. Before Mo Xue could react, he swiftly placed it into her cherry-like lips.

He had been timid in the Demonic Sect, but now that he was in this small Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion, couldn't he be more assertive?

He saved her, and she tried to poison him. Is it too much for him to give her an Infatuation Pill?

People should be reasonable!

"Cough... You..."

Mo Xue coughed violently and suddenly realized what had happened. She sternly demanded, "What did you give me?"

She was both shocked and furious. To lure this benefactor into taking the Heavenly One Holy Water, she had not only dismissed everyone else but also personally brought him into her private chambers, all to make him lower his guard.

But things went awry. Not only did he not fall for her trap, but he also fed her a pill.

Mo Xue panicked and instinctively rushed towards the door, about to call for help.

The next second, the masked figure appeared before Mo Xue like a phantom. He raised his hand and grabbed her flawless white chin, saying, "Shut up if you want to live."

Mo Xue's pupils contracted. Knowing she couldn't escape, she quieted down.

However, her delicate body trembled slightly, clearly not as calm as she appeared.

"What exactly do you want?"

"You saved me earlier, and now you've given me a pill. Are you perhaps from the Black Shark Gang? Was everything you did before just an act for me?"

Lin Fan blinked. This girl had quite an imagination.

He glanced at Mo Xue and said, "You're overthinking it."

Mo Xue's delicate brows furrowed. Had she guessed wrong?

As she was lost in thought, a sudden heat began to spread through her body.

"Ah..."

Mo Xue involuntarily moaned, her voice becoming alluring and soft, which even surprised herself.

"The effects are kicking in."

Seeing this, Lin Fan released Mo Xue's chin.

But Mo Xue instinctively hugged Lin Fan. His masculine physique seemed to possess a terrifying allure, drawing her closer involuntarily.

She was both ashamed and angry, her pretty face flushing pink, even her fair, jade-like neck turning red.

"My heart is beating so fast. What kind of pill did you give me?"

Mo Xue desperately tried to maintain her sanity, but the feeling of emptiness that craved to be filled surged over her like colossal ocean waves, one after another.

At this moment, the Infatuation Pill was rapidly taking effect.

Lin Fan remained silent, seeing no need to explain.

"It must be, no, it's a pill even more terrifying than..."

"You're truly despicable. You want to plot for my body and the entire Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion."

"Even if I lose my mind and fall into your arms later, I will never let you succeed."

"Quick, give me..."

"I want..."

In the first few sentences, Mo Xue still clung to a sliver of consciousness, but her tone suddenly shifted. She could no longer control herself, clinging to Lin Fan like an octopus.

Her thighs embraced his, her snow-white gauze skirt creasing under the pressure. The toes in her white shoes were tensed.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry and give it to me!"

Mo Xue moaned repeatedly, her voice filled with intense desire.

Revenge for her father, the struggles of the martial world – she had forgotten it all at this moment, only wanting the man before her to powerfully fill her emptiness.

The effects of the Infatuation Pill were difficult for even ordinary cultivators to resist, let alone someone like Mo Xue, a woman of the martial world.

Seeing her completely fall, Lin Fan bent down and picked her up, then placed her on the bed.

Before Lin Fan could react, a pair of slender jade legs eagerly wrapped around his neck.

Lin Fan's eyes flickered, and he dodged slightly.

On the bed, Mo Xue tightly hugged the quilt, her legs constantly moving, lost in her own desires.

After a long while.

Mo Xue wearily opened her beautiful eyes. The bed was in disarray.

She quickly checked her body, only to find no abnormalities or pain.

"Awake?"

In the room, Lin Fan was drinking tea.

"You didn't..."

Mo Xue's mood was complex, her words trailing off.

"Since you're clear-headed now, let's discuss terms."

Lin Fan glanced at her and said, "I'll help you secure your position as the leader of the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion, and you'll let me enter your pavilion to transcribe various ancient texts and martial arts manuals."

Mo Xue froze, then realized, "This is why you saved me?"

"What else?"

Lin Fan retorted.

Mo Xue was momentarily speechless.

She didn't agree immediately. Suddenly thinking of something, she asked, "You're a cultivator, aren't you?"

"There are things you shouldn't ask. It's best if you don't."

"I agree to your terms."

Mo Xue pursed her lips and said softly.

The effects of the Infatuation Pill were still present, making it difficult for her to refuse Lin Fan's requests now.

Moreover, she could tell that Lin Fan wasn't lying. His target wasn't her or the entire Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion; he seemed more like a martial arts enthusiast relentlessly pursuing cultivation.

"My position is unstable right now. Within the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion, there are still one or two elders who are very unconvinced by me."

"If you want to enter the pavilion to transcribe ancient texts, elders Iron Mask and Madman will likely not agree."

Mo Xue voiced her concerns.

"Unconvinced? Won't agree? Then kill them."

Lin Fan put down his teacup and said dismissively.

Since a preliminary cooperation had been reached, he needed to show his capabilities and help Mo Xue solidify her position.

This way, he could not only stay in the pavilion to transcribe ancient texts but also use the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion's influence to gather information about the Blood Demon Sect and the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect.