Cooperation Reached

A day later.

The entire Ask Heaven City was shaken. A straw-hatted swordsman had burst onto the scene, rescuing Mo Xue, the head of the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion, from an ambush by the Black Shark Gang's martial artists with one hand wielding exquisite fists and the other wielding a fierce sword.

The news spread, and all sides erupted in discussion.

At that moment, Mo Xue's hair was jet-black. She wore a white dress, and beneath its slit hem was revealed a pair of snow-white, slender—

Looking at the straw-hatted man sitting rigidly before her, she gently pushed a wine cup across the table and said with tenderness as soft as water, "This is fine wine from our Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion. Have a taste."

Lin Fan glanced at her but remained impassive.

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

Even if cultivators from the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect were nearby, as long as he did not casually use his Internal Breath, it would be difficult for them to detect his identity as a cultivator of the Demon Sect.

After sending Zhou Wanqing and Wang Yuyao back that day, Lin Fan had already decided where to go.

Ask Heaven City was chaotic, with the various martial-world forces entangled in a complicated web. It was the most suitable place for him to lie low.

The reason he had chosen the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion was actually simple: he valued the pavilion because rumors said it held all kinds of ancient texts and martial arts manuals.

If he could enter that pavilion and transcribe its various ancient texts and martial arts manuals, perhaps he could also obtain a certain lifespan reward through the panel.

That was also why Lin Fan had rescued Mo Xue yesterday.

Mo Xue had only just risen to power, and none of the factions were convinced. Moreover, this woman wanted revenge for her father and urgently needed a powerful ally.

Most importantly, she possessed considerable ability. Otherwise, how could she have risen to power amid so many voices of opposition?

"Benefactor, are you afraid to drink?"

Seeing that Lin Fan made no move, Mo Xue smiled charmingly and asked.

As a cultivator of the Meridian Condensing Realm, Fourth Grade, Lin Fan caught a trace of something unusual mixed into the wine.

The scent of poison.

Such a trick could not possibly deceive him.

Lin Fan raised his head and looked across at her. Mo Xue was gazing at him with an expectant expression.

Lin Fan suddenly sighed and said, "I truly did not wish to do this..."

"Benefactor, what do you mean by that? Could it be that you dislike Mo Xue, or perhaps this fine wine?"

Mo Xue froze and asked in surprise.

Her small mouth opened slightly, and disappointment touched her face, making her look delicate and pitiful.

Lin Fan smiled. Then he flipped his palm and took out an Infatuation Pill from his cloth pouch. Before Mo Xue could react, he swiftly slipped it into her cherry-red mouth.

He had been meek and submissive in the Demon Sect before, but now that he was in this little Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion, could he not strike with his fists?

I saved you, yet you poisoned me in return. Giving you an Infatuation Pill isn't excessive, is it?

One had to be reasonable!

"Cough, cough... You..."

Mo Xue coughed violently. Then she suddenly realized what had happened and shouted furiously, "What did you make me swallow?"

To lure this benefactor into consuming the Heaven's One Holy Water, she had not only sent everyone away but had personally brought him into her boudoir. Her goal had been to make him lower his guard.

But things had gone against her wishes. Not only had he avoided her trap, he had even made her swallow a pill.

Mo Xue panicked. She instinctively dashed toward the door and opened her mouth to call for help.

In the next second, however, the straw-hatted man appeared before her like a ghost. He raised his hand and seized her flawless white chin, saying, "If you want to live, shut up."

Mo Xue's pupils contracted. Knowing that escape was impossible, she instead quieted down.

Yet her delicate body trembled faintly, clearly showing that she was not as calm as she appeared.

"What exactly do you want?"

"First you saved me, and now you've forced a pill down my throat. Could it be that you're from the Black Shark Gang? Was everything you did before just an act performed for me?"

Lin Fan was taken aback. This girl's imagination was rather expansive.

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

Mo Xue's brows knitted slightly. Could she have guessed wrong?

Just as her thoughts ran wild, her entire body suddenly began to grow feverish.

"Ah..."

Mo Xue involuntarily let out a soft moan. Her voice was alluring and delicate, so much so that even she found it unbelievable.

"The medicine is taking effect."

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

But Mo Xue instinctively wrapped her arms around Lin Fan. That masculine body seemed to possess a terrifying attraction, making her unable to resist drawing closer.

She was both ashamed and furious. Her pretty face flushed pink, and even her fair jade-like neck reddened.

"My heart is beating so fast. What pill did you make me swallow?"

Mo Xue did her utmost to maintain her rationality, but that emptiness, yearning to be filled, swept over her again and again like enormous waves across the boundless sea.

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

Lin Fan remained silent. There was no need to explain.

"It must be... No, it must be a pill even more terrifying than that."

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

"Even if I lose my reason later and surrender myself to you, I will never let you have your way."

"Quickly, give me..."

"I want..."

For the first few sentences, Mo Xue still retained her final trace of clarity. But her tone suddenly changed after that. She could no longer control herself and wrapped around Lin Fan like an octopus.

She pressed her thighs together, her snow-white gauze skirt crumpling between them, while even her toes tightened inside her white shoes.

"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, martial-world struggles—at that moment, she forgot every one of them completely. She only wanted the man before her to powerfully fill the emptiness inside her.

Even ordinary cultivators found the effects of the Infatuation Pill difficult to resist, let alone Mo Xue, a woman of the martial world.

Seeing that she had completely fallen, Lin Fan bent down, lifted her horizontally in his arms, and placed her on the bed.

Before Lin Fan could react, a pair of long jade legs impatiently hooked toward his neck.

Lin Fan's eyes flickered, and he sidestepped out of the way.

On the bed, Mo Xue hugged the bedding tightly, her legs constantly—, sinking into her own desires.

A long while later.

Mo Xue tiredly opened her beautiful eyes. The bed was already a complete mess.

She hurriedly examined her body, only to find no unusual sensation or pain whatsoever.

"Awake?"

Inside the room, Lin Fan was drinking tea.

"You didn't..."

Mo Xue's emotions were complicated, and she hesitated to speak.

"Since you're awake, let's discuss the conditions."

Lin Fan glanced at her and said, "I'll help you secure your position as head 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 only afterward reacted. "That was the purpose of saving me?"

"If not, then what?"

Lin Fan countered.

Mo Xue was speechless for a moment.

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

"It's best not to ask about things you shouldn't."

"I agree to your terms."

Mo Xue pressed her lips together and spoke softly.

The Infatuation Pill was still taking effect. At present, it was difficult for her to refuse any request from Lin Fan.

Moreover, she could tell that Lin Fan had not lied. His target was not her or the entire Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion. Instead, he seemed more like a tireless martial-world hero devoted to seeking martial cultivation.

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

"If you want to enter the pavilion and transcribe various ancient texts, the two elders, Iron Mask and Madman, will probably find it difficult to agree."

Mo Xue voiced her concerns.

"They refuse? They won't agree? Then kill them."

Lin Fan set down his teacup and spoke in an offhand tone.

Now that they had initially reached a cooperation agreement, he also had to display the methods expected of him and help Mo Xue secure her position as the person in charge.

That way, not only could he remain in the pavilion and transcribe ancient texts, he could also use the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion's power to investigate the situation of the Blood Demon Sect and the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect.