Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1121 - 1119: The True and False Xuanyuan Sword!
"Brother Lin Fan, are you really leaving?"
Mo Ningxiang reluctantly tugged at Lin Fan's clothes, her eyes glistening with tears, like an innocent little girl.
If others didn't say, no one would have guessed that she is now the Clan Leader of the Xuan Clan.
Admired by millions.
"Yes, I must go."
Lin Fan smiled slightly, giving a firm answer.
The Clan Leader inauguration ceremony had already taken place.
The Xuan Clan people united as one to support Mo Ningxiang as the new Clan Leader of the Xuan Clan.
They hope she can lead everyone to resist the impending revenge of the Heavenly Clan.
And also hope to wipe away the disgrace for Clan Leader Mo Chen, seeking revenge.
Lin Fan delayed for another week.
Realizing that the Heavenly Clan indeed had no movements as the Fifth Sword Emperor mentioned, he decided to immediately head to the Shennong Clan to seek justice for Diwu Yun'er.
At this moment.
Outside the main city of the Xuan Clan.
Mo Ningxiang, Feng Qingshui, and the Fifth Sword Emperor escorted Lin Fan here.
Upon hearing Lin Fan's affirmative response, Mo Ningxiang could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her cheeks, and she rushed forward to hug Lin Fan tightly.
Lin Fan was taken aback, his hands awkwardly unsure where to place them.
After all, she is now the Clan Leader of the Xuan Clan, and being overly intimate with him might not be appropriate if seen by others.
He awkwardly smiled at Feng Qingshui and the Fifth Sword Emperor.
But the two of them wore expressions that said "we understand everything," with one lightly coughing and turning their head, and the other whistling and turning around.
As if they were giving the two some space alone.
Lin Fan helplessly rolled his eyes, hugged Mo Ningxiang tightly, and then gently pushed her away.
"Alright, stop crying. I'm going to avenge, not to die, you make it seem like I'm not coming back."
"Pfft! Crow's mouth, who said you won't come back!"
"Then why are you crying so miserably, it's not a farewell, it's a funeral."
"You're annoying!"
Mo Ningxiang burst into laughter through her tears, playfully punching Lin Fan's chest with her little fists.
The Fifth Sword Emperor truly couldn't bear to watch anymore.
His own daughter was still bedridden, and these two were so affectionate, as if they were going to steal away his future son-in-law!
Who knows a daughter better than her father?
Of course, he had to stand up for Yun'er.
"Ahem! That's enough, it's getting late, you should get going."
However.
This remark was immediately refuted by Feng Qingshui.
He could, of course, tell that Mo Ningxiang had feelings for Lin Fan and was displeased to hear the Fifth Sword Emperor's words that obviously aimed to break them apart.
Naturally, he had to fight for a bit more time for the Little Princess.
"It's fine, it's still early, you all can chat a little longer."
The Fifth Sword Emperor was stunned, casting a hostile glance at Feng Qingshui. Feng Qingshui remained undaunted, returning a cold glare at the Fifth Sword Emperor.
Like two fathers-in-law competing for a quality son-in-law, tensions high.
Lin Fan was at his wits' end.
How these two had ended up at odds.
"Alright, both of you seniors. I really need to get on my way, or I'm afraid I won't reach the Shennong Clan main city today."
Feng Qingshui and the Fifth Sword Emperor finally retracted their hostile gazes, smiling kindly at Lin Fan.
"Safe travels."
"Rest assured, with me in the Xuan Clan, the Clan Leader will not be harmed."
"The Heavenly Clan won't attack the Xuan Clan immediately. Declaring war on a clan is a big deal. Starting a war unauthorized will be condemned by all, and no matter how powerful the Heavenly Clan is, they won't dare face the other eleven Ancient Clans alone."
"But the Clan Leader meeting is about to convene, by then the Heavenly Clan might persuade the other Clan Leaders to agree to start a war. It's uncertain, the Heavenly Clan will definitely not let it go easily."
"In any case, be very careful on this trip, pay attention to safety, and be sure to come back alive."
Lin Fan bid farewell to the three and teleported to the nearest border point of the Shennong Clan.
Before long, he encountered a small town, presumably a border town of the Shennong Clan.
The sun was setting in the west, it was near dusk.
Lin Fan decided not to travel further that day, planning to rest for the night in this small town.
Just as he was about to step into the small town.
He was suddenly bumped from behind.
Lin Fan was startled, instantly tensing up, assuming a fighting stance — had he been discovered just as he entered the Shennong Clan?
However, upon turning, he saw.
It was an old man wearing a straw hat and carrying a shoulder pole, his face full of wrinkles.
He was looking at Lin Fan with terror, huddled and trembling, the shoulder pole overturned on the ground, spilling out vegetables and herbs.
"D-don't hit me...it wasn't on purpose...I just accidentally..."
Seeing it was a harmless old man, Lin Fan immediately relaxed.
"Old man, I won't hit you."
As he spoke, he bent down and placed the scattered vegetables and herbs back into the basket, with a slight smile.
The old man was taken aback. Seeing Lin Fan's expression, he finally put down his guard and cautiously approached Lin Fan.
"Old man, is this the Shennong Clan?"
"Y-yes. This is the border of the Shennong Clan... You're not from Shennong Clan, are you?"
"No, I'm just passing through, unaware of where I am."
"I see, so you have nowhere to stay tonight?"
Lin Fan was momentarily confused, looking at the old man with puzzlement.
"I-I won't charge you money."
"I didn't..."
"Don't worry, I'm a good person, I won't harm you."
The wrinkles on the old man's face squeezed together, revealing a smile.
Lin Fan thought for a moment. Staying at an inn might indeed be troublesome. If Shennong Clan soldiers checked, it might expose his whereabouts.
Staying with this old man might be a good option.
"If possible, then I'll trouble the old man."
"No problem at all. Come with me, you look all dusty, must be tired?"
"A little bit, old man, are you going to sell vegetables and herbs?"
"Yes, but unfortunately, today isn't good for sales. A whole day's work and just a few coins."
The two of them walked into the small town, chatting intermittently.
"Come take a look! Take a look! Don't miss out if you pass by!"
"Rare treasure, reappearing in the world, not to be missed, you'll regret not seeing it!"
"If you don't take a look today, you'll cry tomorrow."
"Last clearance of rare treasures, buying means winning, owning this Divine Artifact, getting rich is no dream."
Lin Fan frowned. Could such low-level scammers still exist, can anyone believe them?
He chuckled coldly, about to ask the old man.
Yet suddenly the old man was nowhere to be seen, and looking around, he found the old man had gone over to watch.
Lin Fan slapped his forehead, finding it both funny and annoying, quickly walking over.
"Old man, what are you looking at here?"
"Look, they say it's an Ancient Divine Artifact, and whoever possesses it can sell it for a lot of money."
"Old man, this is all a scam, let's get going."
Lin Fan advised.
Unexpectedly, this remark was overheard by the vendor, who immediately glared at Lin Fan, inspecting him up and down.
"Brother! What are you talking about? Who's scamming? Who's scamming?! If you can't recognize an artifact, don't jabber nonsense, what kind of taste do you have!"
Lin Fan rolled his eyes, unwilling to respond.
The vendor scammer was relentless. He keenly noticed the old man eyeing a sword and hurriedly picked it up from the ground.
With a swish, the sword tip pointed directly at Lin Fan.
"Do you know what this is?"
Lin Fan shook his head, this trash could be an Ancient Divine Artifact?
He showed a disdainful expression.
"Hey! You don't know your stuff, that's why you're impossibly foolish, you'll never make a fortune in your life. Listen up, this is the Xuanyuan Sword!"
Lin Fan burst out laughing.
What? Xuanyuan Sword?
So the one on me is a fake?
