Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 194 - 121 "How about a real Tri-Cultivation?"_2

Receiving the clothes, Zhu Nanzhi hesitated for a moment before suddenly leaning forward, her cherry lips slightly parted.

"Mwah~"

After giving a peck, she stood up while observing any changes, then said confidently, "I was just confirming whether or not you truly are okay, my husband!"

Lu Jin’an couldn’t help but hold her cheeks, "Is this how you confirm things?"

"Now it is." Zhu Nanzhi huffed, shaking her delicate head to free herself from her husband’s grasp, then started helping him put on his clothes piece by piece.

Lu Jin’an did not refuse, as he sensed that Nanzhi’s gaze was still checking whether there were other wounds on his body.

"Perfect~" Zhu Nanzhi sighed with relief, standing before Lu Jin’an with a genuinely happy smile.

"And this." Lu Jin’an extended his hand, and the Water Cloud Crown lay intact in his palm.

Zhu Nanzhi was momentarily stunned, and Lu Jin’an smiled slightly, "Help me with my hair."

"I obey~" Zhu Nanzhi joyfully curtsied and came behind Lu Jin’an, relishing in the thought of how much she adored her husband~

"Senior Sister Qingyue, come lend a hand too~" Zhu Nanzhi tilted her head, looking at Mu Qingyue, "Don’t just stand there, aren’t you going to do this one day in the future?"

Mu Qingyue pressed her lips together and softly affirmed with a hum as she took a step forward.

Lu Jin’an’s smile was warm, his sincerity always reciprocated with sincerity.

Once dressed, the traces of tears on Nanzhi’s face were barely visible. She waved her hand, and the curtain-like water wall dissipated again.

Lu Jin’an stepped forward, his expression contained even though his bearing was undeniable. He exuded more calm and reliability now as he stood in front of his junior brothers and sisters.

Zhu Nanzhi and Mu Qingyue stood on either side of him, one unlike a Cold Saintess, the other unlike a high-cold Sword Immortal.

"Senior Brother." Jiang Wuya bowed, "How should we deal with him?"

Lu Jin’an arrived in front of Lan Cangjun, who was seated on the ground. Besides him, a few Demon Monarchs were still alive. freewёbnoνel-com

"Senior Brother, these guys are all rather powerful." Zhao Shize rubbed his hands, "Should we turn them into corpses or something?"

"Your thoughtfulness is appreciated." Lu Jin’an nodded with a smile, his gaze sweeping over the other Demon Monarchs before he looked thoughtfully at Lan Cangjun, "Their races don’t have the best relations with the Golden Winged Roc Clan, do they?"

Lan Cangjun looked at Lu Jin’an expressionlessly.

Even though he was the genius his father had hidden away, he couldn’t withstand the sudden assault and siege by Human Clan Cultivators the night before.

Depleted of demon energy, this was his current fate.

It’s a pity that he couldn’t officially fight Lu Jin’an before facing death here.

However...

He glanced at a bony wing behind a stone statue near the ancient platform, wondering if his father’s intention for sending him here was never for him to return.

After all, Emperor Kong’s initial possession target wasn’t Lu Jin’an...

As he thought of this, he said gloomily, "The Upper Realm is engaging in possession of the Lower Realm."

Lu Jin’an spoke with nonchalance, "I know."

An odd glint flashed in Lan Cangjun’s golden eyes, "Your Human Clan has no dealings with your Upper Realm, isn’t that right?"

"If you want something to remain unknown, don’t do it yourself." Lu Jin’an stated while turning his head to Jiang Wuya, "The ninth step below the throne leads to the gate tower of Hidden City, go out and finish off the remaining Demon Clan."

"Understood!" Jiang Wuya bowed and promptly led his group towards the steps.

Zhou Lan, stepping away, couldn’t resist casting a glance at their Holy Daughter, who once again bore an infatuated look.

However... Senior Brother Lu does indeed have an allure that can make people infatuated.

Looking back now, everything that had happened seemed to be under Senior Brother Lu’s control...

Lu Jin’an turned his gaze back to Lan Cangjun, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Lan Cangjun took a deep breath, speaking calmly, "I know a few names."

Hearing this, Lu Jin’an furrowed his brow slightly. The coordinated scheme between the Demon Clan’s Upper Realm and the Human Clan’s Upper Realm regarding ’possession’?

’The Demon Clan is known for their physical prowess, with ordinary cultivation of the Divine Soul, and their innate abilities being suppressed by their bloodlines, so why the unnecessary effort of possession?’

Lu Jin’an’s thoughts raced, but his voice remained steady, "Speak."

"Kill me." Lan Cangjun made his demand, clearly aware of Fu Lin’s fate and unwilling to become a tool under Lu Jin’an’s command.

"Don’t you wish to seek revenge against Qingyun Jun?" Lu Jin’an casually questioned in return.

Lan Cangjun’s eye twitched, and after a moment of silence, he couldn’t help but chuckle, "Saint Lu, you’re truly not a human."

Lu Jin’an remained wordless, and Lan Cangjun sighed heavily, "Though the Demon Clan also has an invisible barrier with the Upper Realm, I know of an entrance, inside the Dragon Island’s Dragon Court’s Dragon Soul Hall.

My father mentioned he saw a Human Clan Upper Envoy on Dragon Island, which is when he learned of a few names."

Lan Cangjun smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over all present Human Clan Cultivators, raising his voice, "Saint Lu, I’ll only tell you alone. Among these names are not only your peers but also revered elders."

Lan Cangjun glanced over the Human Clan Cultivators present and then at those outside besieging the Demon Clan.

He methodically observed them all, maintaining a meaningful smile on his face, "These people are respectively..."

He was waiting for Lu Jin’an to construct the soundproof array.

Lu Jin’an lifted his hand... and drew the Netherworld Validation.

Lan Cangjun’s pupils constricted, watching as the tip of the Netherworld Validation emitted a strange black light and gradually approached his brow, then plunged in.

Lu Jin’an emotionlessly thrust in the Netherworld Validation, with the tip harboring the Yin Ming Qi that penetrated his Sea of Consciousness, stirring his soul.

"What is... this?" Lan Cangjun’s tone was dry, life slowly slipping away.

Lu Jin’an remained silent.

Lan Cangjun had never visited the Netherworld and did not understand the mysterious usage of Yin Ming Qi.

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