Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 73: Sword Demon: I'm taking him away today! Let's see who dares to stop me!

Looking at the Dong family patriarch who had rescued Dong Zhan, the Sword Demon, who had dodged the sword energy that had been deflected by the Qiankun sword technique, rubbed his wrist and said in a rather arrogant manner.

"Old ghost, that's something else! Let's fight three hundred more rounds!"

Upon hearing Yin Lingsu's words, Dong Yan's expression changed slightly.

The old fox first glanced at Yin Lingsu, then looked back at the Sumeru pedestal still emitting black smoke in the distance.

Looking at the Dong family cultivators who were lying on the ground, dazed and confused, and the seriously injured Dong Zhan, he quickly calculated the gains and losses of his trip.

Fighting Yin Lingsu? Yes, it's possible...

After all, he was once a peak expert of the Integration Realm. Even though he has severed his position and his cultivation has declined, his foundation is still intact.

If you really fight hard, you might not necessarily lose.

The question is, is it worth it?

If I win, what price will I have to pay?

If they lose, what price will the Dong family have to pay?

The Dong family is just living off their past wealth under his leadership. If they suffer irreparable losses, they'll be in big trouble.

and……

Dong Yan looked at Yin Lingsu, who was eager to try, and his expression became quite serious.

That sly Yin Lingsu is serious. She's genuinely prepared to fight to the death...

Dong Yan remained silent for a moment, his smile gradually fading, replaced by a solemn expression.

"Fellow Daoist Yin, let's stop here."

"If the fight goes so far as to result in both sides being severely injured, that would be a very ugly sight."

Upon hearing this, Yin Lingsu narrowed her eyes slightly, her mind also rapidly calculating the gains and losses of this battle.

"Enough is enough? Okay."

Upon hearing this, Dong Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Yin Lingsu wasn't planning to fight to the death; as long as there was room for negotiation, that was good!

As Dong Yan was thinking this, Yin Lingsu suddenly stretched out a finger and waved it in front of him.

"I can stop now, but you old codger, you have to agree to one small condition."

Upon hearing this, Dong Yan was slightly taken aback, then stroked his long beard and looked at Yin Lingsu with a fake smile, saying, "Hehe... It's rare to see the Southern Wilderness Sword Demon making demands."

"Fellow Daoist, please speak freely. As long as it is within my power, I will certainly do it for you."

Yin Lingsu said, half-testing and half-jokingly.

"Don't worry, you can definitely do this."

"After all, it's not a big deal. I just want someone from you."

Upon hearing this, Dong Yan burst into laughter, his tone remarkably bold and unrestrained.

"Oh? You need someone! Fellow Daoist, you should have said so earlier!"

"This is too easy for an old man like me!"

"Tell me, who do you want? Tell me their name."

Yin Lingsu reached out and pointed to Dong Mo behind her.

I want him.

Yin Lingsu's voice wasn't loud, but everyone present heard it clearly.

As if remembering something, Yin Lingsu suddenly called out to Dong Mo behind her.

"Hey... kid, what's your name again?"

Upon hearing this, Dong Mo, who had been trying his best to minimize his presence and was afraid that the Dong family patriarch would discover him, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at himself in a daze.

Who? Me? Does this involve me?

Gu Ziyue couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she reached out and patted Dong Mo's head, urging him on.

"Hey! What are you standing there like an idiot for, you blondie? Didn't you hear my master talking to you?"

Upon hearing this, Dong Mo was taken aback at first, and then belatedly replied to Yin Lingsu.

"Replying to...replying to senior, my name is Dong Mo!"

Yin Lingsu turned to look at Dong Yan, "Oh, right! Dong Mo! I'm taking him with me! I'll protect this kid from now on!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Yan's smile instantly froze on his face.

He then stared at Yin Lingsu for a long time, his smile gradually disappearing and replaced by stiffness, and his voice became unusually dry.

"You..." What do you need him for? I'm using this guy right now, fellow Daoist, why don't you find someone else..."

Yin Lingsu crossed her arms, her expression leaving no room for doubt.

"What business is it of mine what I need him for? Even if I take him back to be my princess's husband, that's my own business!"

Upon hearing Yin Lingsu's words, Gu Ziyue on the spirit boat nearly choked to death on her own saliva.

"Cough cough cough..."

Gu Ziyue suddenly coughed, her face turning bright red, her eyes widening, and her ears and tail popping out at the same time.

"Yin Lingsu! You shameless old drunkard! What nonsense are you spouting? Who wants this blond-haired brat as a prince consort?"

Feng Ling Shuang and Song Qiu Yu exchanged a glance and secretly smiled.

Dong Mo was also taken aback by Yin Lingsu's thunderous remarks, his mouth agape as if he could fit an egg in it.

My cheap master really is just as outspoken as he is in the game...

Faced with Gu Ziyue's angry rebuke, Yin Lingsu picked at her ear and pretended not to hear.

"Huh? Princess, what did you say? The wind is too strong! I can't hear you! We'll talk later!"

Gu Ziyue stomped her foot in anger: "You..."

Yin Lingsu turned her head away, no longer looking at her, and instead looked at Dong Yan with a mocking expression.

"Old ghost. Just tell me, are you going to let this person out or not? If you're not, then we'll have a fight."

"After all, you know my personality; if I want something, I'll get it!"

"I want it! I will have it..."

Dong Yan's face darkened completely. Looking at Yin Lingsu's calm face and those unyielding golden eyes, the last shred of hope in his heart vanished.

This female loach is serious. She really wants to take Dong Mo away.

But how could he easily give up Dong Mo? Dong Mo was a perfect vessel that he had specially selected and cultivated to find loopholes in the Heavenly Dao and help him transcend and ascend...

In fact, if Dong Mo hadn't been born prematurely, resulting in a deficiency of his innate essence and an inability to form a core, there would have been other ways to remedy the situation!

Dong Yan had already used the Soul Fusion Technique to possess Dong Mo's body as soon as Dong Mo was born!

Having considered this, Dong Yan took a deep breath, a hint of coldness appearing on his aged face.

"So... Fellow Daoist, you're determined to interfere in the Dong family's affairs?"

Yin Lingsu raised an eyebrow, a wild smile curving her lips.

"So what if I am? What can you do about it? What dare you do? What can you do to me?"

After speaking, Yin Lingsu released her aura, and the terrifying pressure was like a volcano about to erupt, accumulating destructive power.

"Let me tell you the truth! I killed that retainer of your Dong family with my own hands! If you have any problems, come at me! I'm going to interfere in your Dong family's affairs!"

Yin Lingsu's voice wasn't loud, but it resounded like thunder throughout the world.

"I'm taking him away today! Let's see who dares to stop me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a terrifying sword intent surged from her body, transforming into a pillar of light that shot straight into the sky.

Dong Yan's face was extremely ugly.

But soon, as if he had thought of something, the gloom on Dong Yan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a meaningful wicked smile.

"Hehe... I've long heard that Fellow Daoist Yin has a heart that cherishes talent, and always wants to offer guidance to any genius with good potential..."

"Fellow Daoist, you're so determined to take my grandson away. Could it be that you've taken a liking to his talent and want to take him as your disciple?"

Yin Lingsu raised an eyebrow: "So what if it is?"

Dong Yan shook his head and laughed, "Hehe... then you might be very disappointed, fellow Daoist."

"My grandson is not a genius. He was born prematurely and his vital essence is depleted, so he is destined to never form a core."

Dong Yan raised his eyelids and looked at Yin Lingsu, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Are you sure that even so, you'd still want to make an enemy of the Dong family for a piece of trash?"

Yin Lingsu stared straight at Dong Yan, her face showing no change in expression.

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old? That I'll believe everything you say?"

"What if your grandson isn't a good-for-nothing? And I give him to you, giving up on taking him as my apprentice? Wouldn't that be outrageous?"

Dong Yan's smile froze slightly: "So, you don't believe me?"

Yin Lingsu smiled and said, "Whether it's true or false, we'll know once we try."

Dong Yan looked at Yin Lingsu and asked with great interest.

"Oh? How does Fellow Daoist plan to try?"

Yin Lingsu smiled slightly: "Simple. Just let him form his core."