allendalepharm Chapter 147 Peerless Ghost
Chapter 147 Peerless Ghost
"So what should we do now? Why not accept this generous gift from Marquis Xueyi as a concubine? I'm sure Sister Nongyu won't object." Zi Nu raised an eyebrow and chuckled. She had never believed that Yan Ling Ji had any connection with Lin Tian. She just wanted to see him at a loss.
Lin Tian glanced at her sideways, then turned his gaze to Yan Lingji, his tone as indifferent as a breeze brushing past the eaves: "This is the only time. I won't hold it against you. You can leave."
After saying that, he turned and went into the inner hall.
Yan Lingji's heart sank suddenly.
Did Bai Yifei really believe it? Even she herself didn't believe it.
But Bai Yifei was too afraid of Lin Tian—so afraid that she would rather be wrongly trusted than risk a complete falling out.
She was almost certain that Bai Yifei's spies were lurking all around Zilan Pavilion at this moment.
As long as he confirms that he has absolutely no connection with Lin Tian...
Even Tianze was killed by him, so what makes me think I can survive?
The only way to survive now rests on the person in front of me.
"Please wait, young master! Yan Lingji is willing to follow you for life and serve you as her master!" she blurted out, her voice trembling slightly, but every word was clear.
Lin Tian paused, his brows furrowing slightly: "No need."
Yan Lingji was taken aback. She had always been very confident in her appearance, but she never expected Lin Tian to not even lift an eyelid.
But seeing that figure about to leave again, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly said, "If you refuse to take me in, young master, Yan Lingji will have no choice but to die. I beg you to take me in—I swear to follow you through life and death, and I will never have a second thought!"
"Oh? To be together through thick and thin?"
Lin Tian suddenly stopped, turned around and looked her over for a moment, a playful smile appearing on his lips: "Okay, I agree."
"Thank you, young master!"
She was overjoyed, never expecting it to happen so easily.
Zi Nu's smile faded, her gaze darkening slightly—she knew Lin Tian all too well: he was never swayed by beauty, nor would he easily make promises. What, then, did he intend to do?
Otherwise, how could she have remained chaste for the past six months? Thinking of this, Zi Nu slowly raised her eyes, her gaze both watery and fiery, and landed directly on Lin Tian's face—"Can you really not understand my thoughts? Nong Yu didn't stop me, so why pretend to be a noble gentleman!"
"Don't rush to thank me. Didn't you swear allegiance to me? Well, now... you can go to your death." Lin Tian looked at Yan Lingji, his tone as indifferent as the wind brushing across the hills.
Yan Lingji froze, staring blankly at him. There was no mockery, no probing in his eyes, only a desolate, barren landscape.
My heart suddenly sank, as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
So it turns out... I was destined to die in that fire.
She suddenly raised her hand, her palm igniting with crimson flames, and slashed horizontally towards her own throat like a blade.
Lin Tian's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face froze.
What a joke! He only wanted to scare her away, but who would have thought this woman would actually dare to do it! He didn't believe she would kill herself, but the force of that palm strike and that resolute look in her eyes left no room for doubt—she really wanted to end her own life.
Lin Tian almost cursed, but dared not hesitate for a moment. In a flash, his five fingers gripped her wrist like iron clamps.
The flames suddenly dissipated.
Looking again at her neck, a charred gash stretched across her face, the flesh torn and smoldering, smoke still rising. Had she been even half a breath slower, she would have been dead.
Lin Tian frowned, his fingertips lightly tracing the hideous wound.
Yan Lingji's body trembled slightly, and her breath hitched.
Immediately afterwards, the burning pain subsided, replaced by a refreshing coolness, like spring water flowing over withered branches.
Withered trees can spring back to life—this was a divine power bestowed upon him by Heaven after he crushed 100,000 Wei soldiers.
While one cannot magically regenerate bone and flesh, repairing tendons and healing wounds is a simple matter. Her injury is nothing to worry about.
Just as Lin Tian withdrew his hand, Yan Lingji twisted her wrist and conjured a fire blade again, slashing it towards his neck once more!
My hand was barely raised when it was firmly gripped again.
"Are you crazy?!" Lin Tian's voice turned cold, and anger rose between his brows.
"My master ordered me to die, but I have not yet completed my task. I will try again." She turned her face to the side, her chin slightly raised, her eyes as stubborn as red-hot iron.
Lin Tian felt a breath catch in his throat, and his initial anger dissipated in an instant. He could only wave his hand and sigh helplessly, "Alright, no need to die."
Yan Lingji then stopped her attack, but looked up at her with bright, sparkling eyes and asked, "Young master, where do I live?"
"Huh?" Lin Tian was taken aback.
"Didn't you just promise to take me in?" she said matter-of-factly, as if it were a matter of course.
"..." Lin Tian was speechless.
He didn't really want her dead; it was just a bluff. Who would have thought this girl would be so stubborn and act on her impulse!
The falcon that usually hunts has now been pecked in the eye by the falcon.
This logic is probably lost forever.
He had no choice but to turn to Zi Nu and chuckle awkwardly, "Miss Zi Nu, do you think... Zi Lan Xuan can spare a room?"
"Hmph!" Zi Nu gave it only a cold glance, flicked her sleeve, and turned to enter Zi Lan Xuan.
Lin Tian scratched the back of his head, and Chong Yanling sighed, "Go upstairs, just pick any room on the second floor."
"Yes, sir." She raised her head, her lips curving into a smile, looking just like a little fox who had stolen some honey.
"Don't call me 'Young Master' anymore, just call me Lin Tian." He shook his head with a wry smile. Since things had come to this, he could only bite the bullet and continue to smooth things over.
"Yes, Lin Tian." She answered crisply, paused, her eyes slightly hesitant, but finally spoke: "Lin Tian, could you... bring Wushuang Gui with you too? Although he's a bit slow, his brute strength is unmatched, and he'll definitely be of service to you."
Among Yuan Tianze's subordinates, Yan Lingji trusted this big, simple-minded guy the most.
Lin Tian glanced at Wushuang Gui standing to the side.
This man was over ten feet tall, with a terrifying face, muscles that were as tough as cast iron, and skin as thick and hard as armor. Ordinary weapons could only leave white marks when they struck him.
He followed Tianze during the Nine Songs of the Sky, and later joined Wei Zhuang's sect, becoming part of "Quicksand". He is slow-witted, sometimes almost dull-witted, but he is stubbornly persistent in his pursuit of his goals. Despite being repeatedly abandoned, he has never betrayed "Quicksand". This loyalty is priceless.
Lin Tian never thought he had the ability to roar like a dragon or howl like a tiger, or to rally the masses with a single call, nor did he believe in any kind of domineering aura.
When choosing people, he only recognizes one word: loyalty.
The word "Peerless Ghost" is precisely engraved on it.
Lin Tian looked directly at him, his voice low but clear: "Bai Yifei wanted to kill you, and I saved you—so, I'm your benefactor, right?"
The problem is simple, but for Wushuang Gui, it still requires some serious thought.
Then he let out a low growl from Lin Tian's throat, as if to say yes.
"Since I saved your life, you should repay me with your own. Tianze is dead, from now on you will follow my lead—are you willing to swear an oath?" Lin Tian's tone was calm, but every word was as firm as nails.
Wushuang Gui fell silent again, his eyes slowly moving. He first glanced at Yan Lingji, who was standing quietly to the side, then looked up and stared at Lin Tian. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he finally nodded in a muffled voice.
Seeing him bow his head, Lin Tian smiled slightly: "Zilan Pavilion is in dire need of a gatekeeper. From now on, this task will be entrusted to you."