Woman, You're Playing with Fire

After advancing the Advanced Demonic Arts to the Grand Accomplishment stage, Lin Fan had no intention of stopping.

Would you like to expend eighty years of lifespan to advance the Blood Gathering Art to perfection?

Another line of text that only Lin Fan could see appeared before him.

"If I remember correctly, advancing the Blood Gathering Art from Minor Accomplishment to Grand Accomplishment last time only consumed forty years of lifespan."

"How did the lifespan consumed this time suddenly double?"

Lin Fan froze and muttered.

In any case, I can stay here copying books and earn lifespan rewards. So be it—even if it costs eighty years!

With a twinge of pain, Lin Fan decisively said, "I agree to the advancement."

The moment his voice fell, the final portion of insights regarding the Blood Gathering Art flooded into his mind.

At this moment, the youth who resembled Lin Fan appeared once again. His expression resolute, he silently sat cross-legged, unmoving and majestic beneath the shroud of wind and snow filling the sky.

As his Internal Breath circulated, one acupoint after another suddenly lit up, causing the aura around his entire body to become obscure and unfathomable.

The next second, not only his aura but even the youth's appearance and build began to change. One moment he became a gaunt old man, the next a handsome young man, as though he could transform into countless different forms!

Lin Fan was startled. "Could it be that after the Blood Gathering Art reaches perfection, it can not only conceal one's aura but also change one's appearance?"

Filled with anticipation, he hurriedly followed the youth's movements, circulating the Internal Breath within his body through the various vital acupoints.

Time passed bit by bit, and Lin Fan's aura began to change as well. The blood vessels beneath his skin started to wriggle, and then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, his appearance transformed into that of a mature middle-aged man.

Yet this was only the beginning. As his skin and blood vessels continued to wriggle, his appearance changed once again, turning him into an old man with an aged face.

"As expected. The effect of this technique for concealing one's aura is truly beyond imagination."

After changing appearances several times, Lin Fan finally returned to his original appearance.

He immediately summoned the panel.

Name: Lin Fan

Lifespan: 1191

Talent: Pre-emptive Dao Fruit

Realm: Meridian Condensing Realm (Fifth Grade)

Techniques: Advanced Demonic Arts (Grand Accomplishment), Blood Gathering Art (Perfection), Talisman Secret Manual (Beginner), Sword Control Technique (Beginner), Houtian Gang Qi (Beginner)

He continued examining the latest changes to himself.

"From now on, I can not only conceal my aura, but also use the Blood Gathering Art to change my appearance for a certain period of time."

"With this, even if I encounter cultivators from the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, as long as I don't casually use the power of my Internal Breath, it'll be very difficult for them to discover my true identity."

Lin Fan's eyes lit up.

The Blood Gathering Art had brought him a pleasant surprise.

If the stall owner who had sold it back then knew that the technique had this function after reaching perfection, would he regret it so much that he would beat his chest and stamp his feet?

In the days that followed, Lin Fan honestly stayed in the Ancient Scripture Library copying books.

Soon, another half a month passed.

Two months had already passed since he left the Blood Demon Sect.

On this day, Lin Fan had just finished copying a book when a knock came from outside.

Other than Lin Fan, the only person who could come to the Ancient Scripture Library was Mo Xue.

"Come in."

Lin Fan put down his brush and ink and spoke.

The stone door opened, and Mo Xue entered in a white dress.

Her hair fell like a waterfall, her skin was snowy-white and delicate, her waist slender, and her legs straight and long. There was also a trace of the proud bearing unique to someone in a position of authority.

Yet despite all this, before Lin Fan she looked nothing like the person in charge of the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion. Instead, she was more like a deferential little maidservant.

"Brother Shuang, I personally cooked a bowl of chicken soup. If you have time, why don't you come and taste my cooking?"

Mo Xue spoke in a soft voice.

Because of the Infatuation Pill's effects, her gaze toward Lin Fan seemed almost to trail invisible threads.

A rich aroma of chicken soup wafted from the steaming bowl.

"You didn't put poison in it, did you?"

Lin Fan asked with a half-smile.

"How would I dare?"

Mo Xue pouted and replied.

Seeing her like this, Lin Fan did not refuse. He took the bowl and finished the chicken soup in a few gulps.

He had Grain Abstinence Pills, but they tasted like chewing wax. Occasionally enjoying a meal or some chicken soup was a peaceful pleasure in itself.

"Speak. What is it?"

Lin Fan rubbed his mouth and looked at Mo Xue.

Over the past half month, Mo Xue had rarely come to disturb him, much less fawned over him as she was doing today.

Mo Xue froze. Although Lin Fan had guessed her thoughts, she did not become embarrassed or angry.

She smiled sweetly, stepped forward, and naturally began kneading Lin Fan's shoulders. "Brother Shuang, I want to avenge my father. I've already found the culprit, but the other side is very powerful and has many experts protecting them."

Her meaning was clear: she hoped Lin Fan would help.

Lin Fan's eyes flickered, but he did not answer hastily, as though weighing the pros and cons.

Mo Xue grew anxious and continued, "I know you're obsessed with martial arts, but if you don't help this time, the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion will have a hard time surviving."

"If something happens to me, you won't be able to continue staying here in peace."

"Are you threatening me?" Lin Fan's expression darkened, and he spoke coldly.

Mo Xue's delicate body trembled, and she hurriedly said, "I wouldn't dare."

"Brother Shuang, the true culprit behind my father's assassination is the Hall Master of Greenwood Hall."

"I've already obtained definite information. Greenwood Hall and the Black Shark Gang have formed an alliance, and they'll be moving against our Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion in the next few days."

"Their goal isn't merely to seize the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion. Most importantly, they want to occupy this Ancient Scripture Library and obtain all kinds of martial arts manuals within it."

Mo Xue spoke weakly.

At this moment, before Lin Fan, she was a delicate woman brimming with helplessness.

Lin Fan's expression shifted slightly. If what Mo Xue said was true, then he truly could not stand by and do nothing.

He could ignore Mo Xue, but he could not allow others to interfere with his stay in the Ancient Scripture Library.

"It's not impossible for me to help you deal with them."

"But from now on, the entire Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion must answer to me."

Lin Fan spoke with overwhelming dominance.

He was no lackey to be ordered around at will. Since Mo Xue wanted him to continue taking action, she had to pay the proper price.

There was still a long time before the Three-Year Deadline. If he supported the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion and helped it grow, it could also gather information about the various powers and their movements for him.

"Brother Shuang, I can agree to that."

"If that's what you want, not only can you have the entire Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion—even I can be yours."

As she spoke, Mo Xue seemed to have made some kind of decision and gently untied her sash.

Her white gauze robes fell open, revealing a breathtakingly graceful sight.

Beneath his bamboo hat, Lin Fan swallowed. Mo Xue's beauty was no less than Wang Yuyao's from before, and her bearing was even more alluring and lively. As a normal man, it was impossible for him to feel nothing.

"Brother Shuang, what are you waiting for?"

Mo Xue asked coquettishly.

If any martial artist from the Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion saw this scene, they would certainly have been so shocked their jaws would drop.

The pavilion master, usually lofty and above all others, had become so alluring and proactive before Lin Fan that she seemed like an entirely different person.

This was the terrifying influence of the Infatuation Pill!

"You're very clever, but I hope you'll know when to stop."

Lin Fan saw straight through her thoughts at a glance.

Mo Xue valued his strength, and under the influence of the Infatuation Pill, she was willing to offer her body.

Mo Xue was stunned for a moment, but still smiled with pursed lips. "Don't you want me?"

Woman, you're playing with fire!

Lin Fan took a deep breath, suppressing the stirring in his heart, and said, "Leave."

Yet the next second, a warm and soft body suddenly pressed against him.

"Brother Shuang, I think about you every night until I can't sleep. Please, take me..."

A woman's pleading voice sounded beside Lin Fan's ear.

Enough was enough!

Lin Fan changed his appearance into that of a scar-faced man, then immediately removed his bamboo hat and swept Mo Xue up in his arms.

Mo Xue exhaled a fragrant breath. Her delicate neck burned, and she gazed at Lin Fan with eyes like autumn waters.

She wrapped her arms around Lin Fan, her red lips slightly parted, her straight legs unconsciously spreading a little.

On the cold night, candlelight flickered. A series of soft moans drifted through the room, making the chilly wind turn bewitchingly seductive.

A single splash of red bloomed. The Sacred Dragon Book Pavilion's leader, who had been a virgin, became mature and alluring overnight.

After absorbing Mo Xue's Yin essence through their Dual Cultivation, Lin Fan's Internal Breath became a trace purer than before.

This was the formidable aspect of demonic sect techniques. As long as Lin Fan engaged in intercourse with someone, he would automatically absorb the other party's Yin essence or Yang essence, even without actively activating the technique.

The next morning, at daybreak.

Mo Xue's white undergarments lay on the floor. She clung tightly to Lin Fan like an octopus, unwilling to let go even in her sleep.

Lin Fan was already awake, but he could not even get up.

He did not hurry to wake Mo Xue. Instead, he took out the insights on talismans that Master Ruan had given him earlier and began reading them slowly.

He was now not only a cultivator of the Meridian Condensing Realm, but also a true Blood Talisman Master.

If he wanted to go farther along the path of talismans, he could not allow himself any complacency or arrogance.

As his cultivation improved, Lin Fan also needed to devote more effort to talismans.

Only after an hour did Mo Xue finally awaken from her sleep.

Seeing herself wrapped around Lin Fan, her pretty face instantly flushed crimson. She hurriedly got up and put on her clothes and skirt.

"I'll go back first."

Mo Xue fled as though escaping.