Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1235 - 1233: Clan Leader Yi, Let Me Borrow Your Life

"Emperor Jade, you..."

"Don't be so quick to get angry. I have my reasons for deceiving you."

Emperor Jade's face remained unchanged, completely unfazed by Lin Fan's angry expression. She casually brushed it off and spoke lightly.

"Reasons? What reasons?" Lin Fan was stunned, utterly bewildered.

"Do you think, in your state just now, you could have saved anyone?"

Emperor Jade did not rush to explain but instead asked a question in return.

Lin Fan was left speechless.

Moments ago, he was anxious and restless, filled with a burning rage that he wanted to unleash, teetering between impulse and fear, his mind consumed only with thoughts of rescue and death.

He was completely dominated by his emotions in that state.

It was impossible to make the right judgment.

If he had rushed up the mountain like that, it would have been as Emperor Jade said, a scenario where he might not survive, leaving no remains.

Lin Fan thought for a moment, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his face turning pale.

If not for Emperor Jade stopping him just in time,

he might have found himself either miserably killed by Dongmen Buju's hand or already fled, leaving him utterly lost.

That was close...

That was close...

He swallowed hard, his heartbeat suddenly accelerating.

"Indeed, your emotions had already spiraled out of control. When facing a formidable enemy, if you can't control your emotions, you have no chance of winning. If you can maintain a calm mindset, perhaps there's a sliver of hope, but if you lose your composure, then you're completely defeated. Lin Fan, you understand this principle well, but earlier you completely disregarded it, which is why I stopped you."

"Thank you, Emperor Jade." Lin Fan took a deep breath and sincerely said.

Emperor Jade seemed a bit embarrassed, actually showing some shyness.

"Since you're my master, who else would I save if not you? If you died, I wouldn't survive either."

"You mentioned there's another way. What is it?"

Lin Fan cautiously inquired.

He could feel the increasing power and murderous intent from Dongmen Buju, indicating his intent to force Lin Fan into action and possibly deal a fatal blow.

He had to find a way to prevent Mo Ningxiang from being harmed.

And there was not much time left.

He had to act quickly.

"Alright, alright, don't rush." Emperor Jade noticed Lin Fan's urgency and shrugged helplessly, saying.

"Did you forget about the Xuanyuan Sword?"

"Xuanyuan Sword?"

Lin Fan frowned. What did the Xuanyuan Sword have to do with this?

Moreover,

even with the power of the Xuanyuan Sword and the awakening of the Dragon Bone, they might still not be a match for Dongmen Buju.

So what's the point of mentioning the Xuanyuan Sword?

This route seemed completely impractical.

"Emperor Jade, are you out of your mind? There's a gap of nine Great Realms between me and Dongmen Buju, and the Xuanyuan Sword alone cannot bridge that gap. This plan won't work."

As Lin Fan spoke, he noticed Emperor Jade rolling her eyes, patting her forehead, with a look of helplessness.

Geez.

To be disrespected by an Artifact Spirit.

Before he could speak, Emperor Jade softly remarked, "When I mentioned the Xuanyuan Sword, I didn't mean for you to use it to fight Dongmen Buju. I know as well as you do that the gap between you and Dongmen Buju cannot be bridged by the Xuanyuan Sword alone. I'm not a fool. You're the fool."

"I..."

Before Lin Fan could retaliate, Emperor Jade didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Have you forgotten the changes in the Xuanyuan Sword? Swallowing two Ancient Divine Sword Artifact Spirits, and you're just going to waste it like that?"

Lin Fan's brows furrowed momentarily, then his eyes sparkled with understanding.

"You're talking about the Black Sword's Artifact Spirit?!"

"Exactly. When the Xuanyuan Sword absorbs ordinary weapon Spirits, it only enhances itself. But if it absorbs an Ancient Divine Sword's Spirit, it not only vastly strengthens itself but can also harness the abilities of the absorbed Ancient Divine Sword. This means in your hands, the Xuanyuan Sword has already gained the abilities of the Cloud Shadow Sword and Black Sword. To not utilize such a great asset is indeed a waste."

Emperor Jade pouted, sulking.

This fool, scared out of his wits, who knows how long you'd have stayed dazed without me.

Just as the thought crossed her mind, she noticed Lin Fan staring at her coldly.

"Ahem, although you reminded me, I'm grateful to you. But you're an Artifact Spirit; can you really mock your master like that? Don't think I can't tell what you're thinking."

Emperor Jade awkwardly scratched her head, momentarily forgetting the situation.

She hurriedly changed the topic.

"In short, you can use the Black Sword's ability to plunge the surroundings into darkness. Then, amidst the ensuing confusion and darkness, you can take Mo Ningxiang and Yi Shengtang away. This way, you neither need to face Dongmen Buju head-on, nor you can save everyone simultaneously."

Emperor Jade confidently analyzed, her face showing a proud expression, seeking praise.

However, Lin Fan still bore resentment from Emperor Jade's earlier mockery, racking his brain to retaliate.

"Alright, alright, it was wrong of me to mock you earlier. As my master, you are indeed the most handsome and formidable. However, you must act swiftly now; Dongmen Buju is about to make a move against Yi Shengtang."

"My master, I wish you the best of luck."

Emperor Jade beamed with a bright smile, stuck out her tongue, then swiftly vanished from Lin Fan's mind, severing the Divine Sense connection.

Lin Fan let out a helpless sigh; if not for the pressing matter at hand, he would definitely engage in a three-hundred-round bout with Emperor Jade.

Daring to mock her master like that.

He'd indulged this Artifact Spirit far too much, allowing her to become so unruly.

However.

Faced with an innocent-looking young Artifact Spirit, he couldn't really bring himself to act.

Never mind, never mind.

Saving people is what's important.

"I'll settle the score with you later."

Lin Fan muttered grimly, unsure if Emperor Jade heard him, but it certainly expressed his stance.

He glanced at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and his heart sank.

Success or failure hinged on this gambit.

The fates of Mo Ningxiang, Yi Shengtang, and himself depended on the Xuanyuan Sword's performance.

With a solemn, stern expression, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Instant Escape!

...

On the summit of Changliu Mountain.

Dongmen Buju was still enraged by his inability to find Lin Fan's trail, radiating a murderous aura.

He had already approached Yi Shengtang.

Like Death God descending, he looked down upon his opponent condescendingly.

In Dongmen Buju's eyes, Yi Shengtang's life was as insignificant as an ant's, worthless, holding no value whatsoever.

He savored the feeling of controlling others' fates, his mouth curving into a wicked, grotesque grin, chilling in its intensity.

Yi Shengtang stared in terror at Dongmen Buju's expression, as if his soul had been extracted, sitting frozen on the ground.

He had almost been strangled to death by Dongmen Buju moments earlier, barely surviving, only to find Dongmen Buju standing before him again.

Yi Shengtang's scalp tingled with fear, a chill crept up his spine.

His cheek twitched slightly.

"What... what do you want to do?" His voice involuntarily trembled; faced with such a ruthless, savage, and venomous adversary, no one could remain calm.

Except Lin Fan.

He wished to understand how Lin Fan managed to remain calm under Dongmen Buju's intimidating presence.

Why, despite himself, his teeth chattered, his body shivered, his heart momentarily ceased its beating.

Even his breathing came to an involuntary halt.

"Yi Clan Leader, I'm just borrowing your life for a bit."

Dongmen Buju sneered coldly, his eyes filled with ferocity and bloodlust.

"Who knows where Lin Fan ran off to? I'll have to use your life to draw him out, you don't mind, do you?"