Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1055 - 1053: March to Battle, Quest for Wentian!
A whole night.
Lin Fan's mind was filled with the image of Diwu Yun'er escaping.
Tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
What did it mean? Could it be that Yun'er likes me too?
Impossible, right?!
Scenes of the two of them searching for the Heart-eating Vine kept flashing through his mind.
His heart was even more chaotic.
With long sighs, his mind was in a mess.
Not only Lin Fan couldn't figure it out, but Diwu Yun'er also couldn't understand.
Why did she attack Lin Fan in the first place, she pondered the whole night.
Shame?
Jealousy?
Worry?
Anger?
Disappointment?
Indeed, when Lin Fan said he would take Mo Ningxiang to Wentian City, her heart thudded thunderously and skipped half a beat, and she immediately felt downcast.
At the time, she didn't know what she was feeling, only felt depressed and melancholic.
However, she clearly knew that she liked Lin Fan.
It's funny to think that someone like her, a Dao Venerate of the Ninth Layer Unity Realm Stage, would actually like a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor.
Thinking about the gap made Diwu Yun'er laugh out loud to herself.
Yet.
A Ninth Rank Saint Emperor wasn't enough to measure Lin Fan.
His true strength was unfathomable.
However, she finally did express her desire to go to Wentian with Lin Fan.
That fool should have somewhat understood by now, right?
...
In the main hall.
Lin Fan and Diwu Yun'er made eye contact, then quickly looked away.
Due to some unclear reasons from the day before, they had fought fiercely, making this meeting somewhat awkward.
Mo Ningxiang had already awakened and was standing beside Mo Chen.
"I am willing to go to Wentian City with Lin Fan."
She said resolutely.
In fact, after she woke up yesterday, Mo Chen had already asked her, and at that time, her answer had been without hesitation and came out naturally.
Being able to be with Lin Fan, she couldn't wish for more.
"Little princess, you should think it through. This trip is not for leisure but for war, extremely dangerous! Although I won't let you get hurt, war is ruthless, and quite brutal. You must be mentally prepared." Lin Fan asked.
"I've thought it over." Mo Ningxiang nodded firmly. "Besides, I know we're also going to find Yi Tianqiu. My mother almost died at his hands, I must hand blade this guy, avenge my mother! Also, I will never marry Dongmen Nu! Definitely not!"
The last sentence was spoken forcefully.
But her eyes were filled with warmth and tenderness as they rested on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan froze, secretly thinking this was not good and quickly avoided her gaze.
What a mess!
Such an awkward situation!
Yesterday, it was a complicated mess with Diwu Yun'er, and today the little princess is also muddling things with him. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
Taking these two to Wentian City, how could he handle it? It would be self-torment!
He slightly regretted his confident proposal and wanted to ask Mo Chen if he could take it back now.
"Alright then!"
Mo Chen steadied his breathing in his Dantian, his voice loud.
"Then prepare to set off. The hundred thousand strong army is geared up and ready to move."
"Clan Leader."
Lin Fan suddenly stepped forward, bowing respectfully.
"I have one more request."
"What is it?"
"Please, clan leader, set up a Transmission Array, so I can take Su Qiong back to the Barbarian Clan."
Mo Chen, Mo Ningxiang, Diwu Yun'er, and Su Qiong were all collectively taken aback.
At this critical moment, Lin Fan proposed such a request!
It seemed somewhat overbearing.
"This..."
Mo Chen frowned, not because he didn't want to set the array, but Lin Fan's requests always came out of nowhere, leaving him caught off guard, quite embarrassed.
"Why do you want to take Su Qiong back to the Barbarian Clan? Are you not comfortable leaving her here in the Xuan Clan? I assure you, Mo Yunsheng will absolutely not harass her! I stake my life that she will not suffer any harm."
"Yes, I am not comfortable."
Lin Fan was indifferent, speaking bluntly.
He found it amusing in his heart, Mo Yunsheng, Mo Hai's kind of people, does Mo Chen really not know?
Leaving Su Qiong here is like leaving a piece of meat in a wolf's den, what would be left of it when he returned?
Though he had severed an arm of Mo Yunsheng, the latter could no longer cause any big waves.
But once he set out, Wentian was far away, who knows when he could return.
If Su Qiong stayed in the Xuan Clan, her safety would be like a fishbone stuck in his throat, extremely uncomfortable.
He stared at Mo Chen with a solemn face, his expression heavy.
His face seemed to say four words — No Compromise!
Mo Chen's brow furrowed deeply, pondering for a moment.
Seeing Lin Fan's expression, he knew there was no room for negotiation.
Reluctantly, he sighed.
"Alright, you can take Su Qiong back to the Barbarian Clan."
Lin Fan had a life-saving grace towards Jingniang, not to mention he's currently rescuing Mo Ningxiang.
He had no choice but to compromise.
Su Qiong came back to her senses but realized it was already a done deal, so she quickly walked up to Lin Fan.
"Brother Lin Fan, I..."
"Qiong'er, it's alright, let's go."
"But I don't want to go back... I want to follow you..."
"War is not fun. Stay home obediently and wait for my return."
Lin Fan smiled gently, softly caressing Su Qiong's cheek.
Three years without seeing each other, and just when they were reunited for less than half a month, they had to part again.
And this time, who knows when they would meet again.
Thinking of this, Su Qiong pouted with grievance, tears falling like rain.
Lin Fan felt distressed, hugging her to him, gently patting her back to comfort her.
"Be good, it's alright. I will definitely come back for you, okay? I promise."
"When?"
"Once I finish things... I will come for you."
Lin Fan hesitated, not daring to give an accurate time, as he feared Su Qiong would be disappointed.
After comforting her for a while, Su Qiong finally calmed down.
Afterward.
Lin Fan took Su Qiong into the Transmission Array.
By evening.
Lin Fan appeared again.
His expression was much more relaxed, a look of relief.
Diwu Yun'er was holding the sword, waiting for Lin Fan.
"Done?"
"Yes, ready to set off."
"Let's go, the clan leader has been waiting."
Outside the main hall.
The vast plaza.
A million troops stood in dense formations!
Fully armed, packed like sardines.
The moonlight poured down, reflecting off the silver armor, adding to the chill.
Silent as a grave, quiet and dark.
Suddenly.
Mo Chen spoke, shaking the heavens, his voice overwhelming.
"The Shennong Clan insulted our Xuan Clan, bullied our Xuan Clan, belittled our Xuan Clan!"
"With filthy and vile, despicable means, they stole our city's Wentian!"
"March today!"
"Reclaim Wentian City! Kill Yi Tianqiu!"
Instantly.
A thunderous chorus.
Like mountains shouting, seas roaring.
Roar!
Roar!
Roar!
"Reclaim Wentian City! Kill Yi Tianqiu!"
"Reclaim Wentian City! Kill Yi Tianqiu!"
Two angry roars, then silence.
"Let the shameless Shennong Clan lie across the fields, blood flowing like rivers!"
"Let these shameless people tremble before our cold blades, and beg on their knees!"
"March, to Wentian!"
The hundred thousand strong army roared again, shaking the soul.
"March, to Wentian!"
"Reclaim Wentian City! Kill Yi Tianqiu!"
After the magnificent momentum.
Mo Chen turned to Lin Fan.
"Young Master Lin, the next task is yours."
He heavily patted Lin Fan on the shoulder.
"Don't worry."
Lin Fan smiled slightly, glancing at Mo Ningxiang and Diwu Yun'er beside him, then directly into Mo Chen's eyes.
