Chapter 30 Qingyao Returns

Chapter 30: Qing Yao Returns

Finally, after counting the items in the qiankun bag, Lin Fan put them back, but tied the bag to his waist.

“I’ve taken the things, can you let me go now?” Yue Chan said, suppressing her anger and speaking calmly.

“Did I promise to let you go?” Lin Fan picked his ear, smiling brilliantly, his two rows of pearly white teeth gleaming under the sunlight.

“You…” Yue Chan exhaled heavily, almost driven mad by the other party’s shamelessness!

To this day, she had never seen such a shameless brat, a complete scoundrel and a jerk, whose smile was like a devil’s, making people tremble with rage.

Normally, whether in the Butian Sect or outside, wherever she went, she was always the focus of attention, respected and polite, with countless people trying to curry favor.

But today, everything changed; she was mercilessly trampled underfoot, without an ounce of pity, which she herself found hard to accept, feeling a deep sense of defeat.

However, at this moment, she had no choice but to…

“Junior Brother… I was wrong, I shouldn’t have ambushed you earlier. How about you let Senior Sister go this once…” Yue Chan’s watery eyes welled up with tears, and she rubbed them with one hand, looking pitiful.

Lin Fan’s mouth twitched. He hadn’t expected Yue Chan to have such a side; it was… too wonderful!

Was this still the beautiful immortal fairy, so refined and ethereal, who would later be detached from the mortal world?

She was simply a tender, jade-like, cute, and somewhat comical Little Loli.

Something’s not right, very not right… Could it be that a demoness possessed her?

Lin Fan, full of interest, wanted to tease her again. If he could record all of this, it would be best. It would surely become Yue Chan’s dark history in the future, and bringing it up from time to time to mock her would be quite entertaining.

But suddenly, a clear and cold voice interrupted his thoughts.

“Let her go.”

“Pretty Sister.” Lin Fan was stunned, looking up.

He saw Qing Yao, dressed in a light blue dress, appearing close by. She was tall and slender, with an alluring figure and a dignified, beautiful face, still so perfect and flawless, peerless and independent.

Instantly, Lin Fan stood up, patted the dust off his body, no longer suppressing Yue Chan, and moved to the side. Even the smile on his face lessened considerably, replaced by respect.

At this moment, Yue Chan naturally climbed up from the ground, but her first thought wasn't about how to retaliate. Instead, she lowered her head, looking embarrassed and somewhat at a loss.

Unlike Yue Chan, Lin Fan’s eyes darted around, and his small face immediately showed a wronged expression as he accused, “Pretty Sister, you must uphold justice for me… As soon as she arrived, she not only ambushed me while I was Cultivating, but also destroyed this place like this…”

“You brat, you…” Yue Chan was dumbfounded, her eyes wide open. She found it hard to believe that the other party would play such a trick, even complaining and exaggerating.

Was that Cultivation? How did I scare you into Qi Deviation? You were clearly sleeping and being lazy, and besides, you also contributed to the destruction of this place.

“You’re shameless, despicable!!!” Yue Chan cursed. She, who usually had excellent self-restraint, truly couldn’t think of any other words to scold him.

“Pretty Sister, look, Senior Sister is being mean to me, and she hit me so hard it still hurts… My hands, my waist, they still ache.” Lin Fan feigned a very painful expression, clutching Qing Yao’s skirt with his small hands and wiping away two nonexistent tears.

“Ah…”

Yue Chan’s small chest heaved, almost exploding with anger. She stomped her foot hard. This person was utterly shameless, too despicable.

She was the only one who had been beaten, humiliated, and injured, yet he was playing the victim first.

“Master, it’s not like that, I…” Yue Chan was about to explain but was glared back into silence by Qing Yao’s icy gaze, which startled her greatly.

“Who told you to come here?” Qing Yao asked, her voice like celestial music from the firmament, melodious and pleasant, but also a bit cold, chilling to the bone.

“I am also your Disciple, why can’t I come here?” Yue Chan lowered her head, her voice very small, filled with helplessness and confusion.

Qing Yao sighed, and after a moment of hesitation, said, “Go back. Don’t play around anymore. Learn from your Junior Brother, Cultivate with a calm heart, and true strength comes from within.”

Upon hearing this, Yue Chan really wanted to retort that she also worked very hard at Cultivation every day. But when she looked up and saw Lin Fan, who was even younger than her, she closed her mouth.

“I understand, Master.” She nodded, like a child who had done something wrong, and turned to walk out of the Pure Land.

However, she looked back and saw Lin Fan’s smug, slightly mocking smile, which made her angry and annoyed. She glared back fiercely.

It was as if she was saying, “You just wait, next time I will definitely defeat you and return everything.”

“Hateful Junior Brother, I’ll be back!”

After Yue Chan left, Qing Yao looked at Lin Fan again but said nothing. She simply waved her hand to brush the dust from his face and clothes, then performed a great Divine Ability to restore the place to its original state.

“Heaven Mending Skill!” Lin Fan was startled. Everything around him seemed to reverse, the Void Realm distorting.

The cracked earth closed, the blasted pits automatically refilled, and the broken purple bamboo grew back, everything returning to its original state before the battle.

Even the black stone platform where Lin Fan usually lay, after being blasted into countless pieces, was restored to its original state, perfectly fitted together without a single crack.

Clearly, this was the effect of mastering the Heaven Mending Skill to an extremely high level and then performing it.

One must know that a considerable amount of time had passed since his battle with Yue Chan, yet she could still reverse the time of the surrounding objects to an hour ago. It was truly remarkable.

Of course, this skill also had a drawback: only the physical aspect was reversed. The internal essence and the consumption of vital Qi could not be “undone.”

Otherwise, it would be too abnormal. Who could defeat such a person? It would be like fighting an enemy to the death, both sides almost exhausted, but then you suddenly return to your peak state, wouldn’t the enemy be furious?

However, it seemed he could compensate for the flaw of this skill. The Innate Divine Ability nurtured within his Supreme Bone could restore one’s vital Qi and return them to their peak.

“If I can achieve a Fusion of the two precious skills, it will surely become an invincible Dao!” Lin Fan couldn’t help but ponder. The feasibility was still very high.

As long as the assimilation problem was solved, and the offensive methods in the Heaven Mending Skill were removed, retaining the “undo” and the Profound Truth of time, it could truly transform into a supreme auxiliary Divine Ability.

Beside him, Qing Yao watched Lin Fan fall into悟 Dao, slightly surprised. Just by seeing her use the Heaven Mending Skill, he could gain insights. This talent was too exceptional.

In fact, she had returned earlier. She had rushed back as soon as Yue Chan entered this place but did not intervene, silently watching the entire time.

This included their battle and Yue Chan’s defeat and being straddled; she did not stop it.

Firstly, it was not good to leave a seven-year-old child alone. Secondly, she also wanted to see who was stronger between him and Yue Chan. Battle was the best test to verify Cultivation.

But clearly, Yue Chan was completely defeated. Whether in combat skills, mindset, or self-awareness, she was lacking. Her shortcomings were significant. Conversely, Lin Fan did very well.

Calm, quick to react, disrupting the opponent’s mindset, leveraging his strengths, delivering a fatal blow, and winning with minimal cost.

Yet, she also felt extremely pained for Lin Fan. To have such a fighting style at such a young age, he must have experienced life-and-death struggles very early on and Cultivated exceptionally hard.

At least, this was the case before he came to the Butian Sect. He was usually very sensible, never troubled her, and was self-sufficient, like a little adult, completely unlike a child of his age.

“I wonder what your mother was thinking; you are still a child…” Qing Yao sighed.