Chapter 199: I Am Lin Fan (Part 2)

Sect Master Qi Meng said solemnly, "That is correct. The Disciples of the Xuanyin Qin Sect are gentle by nature, and it is precisely because they have you, the 'Founding Ancestor,' that they can practice and go on expeditions with peace of mind. Therefore, you must continue to maintain your persona as the 'Founding Ancestor.'"

Lin Fan scratched his head in embarrassment, "But! That illusion Spirit Treasure can no longer be used. This is my true form; I cannot disguise myself anymore."

Sect Master Qi Meng chuckled and waved her hand, "It is fine. You only need to wear the black iron mask and dress in the attire of a white-robed scholar. Besides, the Disciples in the Sect have never seen your true face, so it will be enough to fool them."

Lin Fan thought for a moment and finally nodded helplessly, "Fine… It seems I have to continue playing the role of this 'fake Founding Ancestor.'"

Sect Master Qi Meng wore an expression that said 'I understand' and turned to look at Lin Chen, "Lin Chen, your Lin Fan has returned, so I will not stay here and be a third wheel."

After saying this, she rolled up the blueprints on the ground, held them in her arms, turned gently, and walked out of the courtyard with elegant strides.

Watching Sect Master Qi Meng's departing figure, Lin Chen could not help but feel a bit shy. She lowered her head, gently twisting the hem of her skirt, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, and whispered, "Lin Fan, you… you are not going to do anything to me, are you?"

Lin Fan tapped her nose and laughed, "What are you thinking about?"

Lin Chen lifted her head slightly, looking a bit shy, and muttered softly, "Aren't you always… very fond of that sort of thing?"

Her voice carried a slight tremor, and her heart was pounding like a deer in a headlight.

Lin Fan felt a warmth in his heart. He leaned down slightly, gently scooped her up into his arms, and walked over to the seating area to sit down.

"Ah~~" Lin Chen let out a small exclamation, but quickly and obediently snuggled into his arms. Her heart raced, but she also felt a sense of sweetness.

She lifted her gaze, looking at him with a hint of shyness, and said reproachfully, "This is the main hall… Do you really intend to take me here?"

Lin Fan smiled gently, tightened his arms around her, looked at her face earnestly, and said softly, "If it were any other woman, even if she had only half your beauty, I would not be able to resist taking her, but you are different."

Lin Chen lifted her head slightly, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and anticipation, "How am I different? Am I not also a woman?"

Lin Fan gazed at her tenderly and gently stroked her hair, "I do not just like your body; I like you as a person even more."

After speaking, Lin Fan carefully set her down from his lap. There was not a trace of frivolity in his eyes, but rather, they were filled with tenderness and cherishing.

Lin Chen's cheeks turned even redder. Although her heart was filled with warmth and a sense of security, she felt a sudden sense of emptiness after gently leaving Lin Fan's embrace.

Immediately, she whispered, "Let me stay in your arms for a little longer, okay?"

"Haha, come here. You can lean on me for as long as you want." Lin Fan opened his arms, waiting for her.

Lin Chen snuggled into Lin Fan's arms, feeling his warm body temperature surrounding her, and a sense of security welled up in her heart.

She murmured softly, "This is wonderful! Am I dreaming?"

Lin Fan gently stroked her hair, looked down at her, and said softly, "Silly girl, this is not a dream."

Lin Chen closed her eyes gently, burying her face deeper into his chest. Feeling that warm and real presence, a sweet smile curled up at the corners of her mouth involuntarily. "It is so good… If only time could stop at this moment."

Without realizing it, Lin Chen fell asleep. Her petite figure snuggled quietly, slightly curled up, like a soft little kitten.

Her hand was gently clutching Lin Fan's lapel, a sweet smile on her face, her lips slightly pursed, as if she were enjoying this moment of peace in her dreams.

"Sister, I have something to tell you. I dreamed that Lin Fan came back…" She murmured in her sleep, her cheeks flushing with a faint rosy hue, looking charming and gentle, appearing exceptionally moving.

Lin Fan looked down at her, his eyes filled with indulgence, and his arms holding her tightened involuntarily, as if he were afraid she would disappear.

Not long after, Lin Chen slowly opened her eyes. Her light green eyes, characteristic of the Elf Race, sparkled like stars.

She was a bit dazed, rubbed her eyes, and whispered, "Am I still dreaming?…"

Lin Fan could not help but laugh and gently pinched her cheek, "Silly girl, I already told you, it is not a dream."

Lin Chen immediately looked up in pleasant surprise, her eyes filled with disbelief. "It really is you! Where have you been recently?"

Lin Fan told her everything about his time in Bai Youyou's memory world.

After listening, Lin Chen puffed out her cheeks slightly and muttered with some dissatisfaction, "That shameless Bai Youyou! You are clearly mine, yet she actually used such a method to compete with me. I just felt that the 'you' at Chunxiang Pavilion was not real. Although you are bad, you would make milk tea for me with your own hands, but he would not."

Seeing Lin Chen pouting with dissatisfaction, Lin Fan could not help but smile. He gently tapped the tip of her nose and said, "What a little jealous pot, to think you even noticed that."

Lin Chen's voice gradually lowered, carrying a hint of coquettishness, "I am not a little jealous pot… I am only a little bit jealous, not much! It is mainly because that person Bai Youyou has such deep schemes that it makes me a little afraid. You should try to minimize your contact with her in the future."

Lin Fan replied indulgently, "Understood, understood."

The two of them snuggled quietly together, as if time had stood still at this moment.

After a long while, Lin Fan said softly, "Lin Chen, I have to go and attend to some important matters. I will come back to find you once I am done."

Lin Chen reluctantly rubbed against him in his arms, as if trying to memorize his warmth and scent, "Mm, go ahead."

Lin Fan gently pinched Lin Chen's cheek, "I am going."

Accompanied by a slight ripple in the Void Realm, Lin Fan turned and entered the Void Realm passage, setting off in the direction of Cuier.

In a corner of the valley at Tianyin Palace, surrounded by towering ancient trees, it was quiet and deep. Tianyin Palace was situated here, and Cuier's courtyard was hidden within this serene atmosphere.

Cuier had been promoted to a Meritorious Disciple today, with a status equivalent to that of a Chief Disciple. She had changed into her favorite emerald green light gauze dress, which fluttered gently in the wind.

At this moment, Cuier was standing in a corner of the courtyard, holding a jade sword, teaching a few Disciples sword techniques.

The jade sword danced in her hands, Sword Qi cutting across, light and powerful.

"Senior Sister Cuier, this strike does not seem to have hit the target completely. Why is that?" A Disciple lowered their head to ask for guidance, their eyes filled with reverence.

With her mastery of the Yuci Nine Swords, Cuier had stunned all the Disciples of the Qin Sect and was now recognized as the number one sword expert in the Qin Sect.

Cuier gently sheathed her sword and gestured for the Disciple to come closer, "You sensed the deviation in the sword momentum, but the key to sword techniques does not lie entirely in strength. Remember, only when the sword heart and sword momentum are unified can one be as fluid as flowing water, and move freely between offense and defense."

The Disciples nodded repeatedly and continued their practice.

Just at this moment, a slight ripple in the Void Realm arrived. Cuier sensed something and looked up.

Lin Fan, dressed as a white-robed scholar, appeared outside the courtyard, wearing the black iron mask. He stood there quietly, like a hermit who did not partake in the affairs of the mortal world.

Upon seeing him, the Disciples turned to the side and bowed, "Greetings, Young Master Bai."

They dared not address him directly as "Founding Ancestor," but they already understood in their hearts that this was the Founding Ancestor of the Sect, whose methods were heaven-defying and unfathomable.

"No need for formalities, everyone withdraw. I have something to discuss with your Senior Sister Cuier." Lin Fan said with unquestionable authority.

The Disciples were stunned for a moment, then quickly withdrew, leaving Cuier and Lin Fan to face each other alone.

Seeing Lin Fan standing there, Cuier could not hide a trace of surprise on her face, but she quickly regained her composure, "Founding Ancestor, do you have something to discuss with me?"