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On hearing Wen Biyun's request, the tertiary chief senior nodded in agreement with no hesitation. In his eyes, Lin Xiao was of the most significance.
Neither would he nor the Taixuan Patriarch would turn her away even if she had asked for more, as long as he could save Lin Xiao.
Hence, he gave her his word forthwith.
Nevertheless, hardly had his voice faded away when another voice went off.
"I won't go for that!"
The tertiary chief senior went bewildered, so did the Taixuan disciples, Wen Biyun and Qin Xiaomei.
It was Lin Xiao!
He figured out what she wanted right away — it was no other than Li Taixuan's spiritual treasure.
Cultivation of a spiritual treasure took a couple of centuries to finalize. Though Lin Xiao had what it took to shrink that into decades or even a shorter period of time, it still called for loads of materials to prepare.
In addition, that piece of spiritual treasure was actually the most significant treasure of the Taixuan Sect. Compounded with its stone case that Li Taixuan destroyed in order to give him a prompt rescue, Lin Xiao would suffer from self-accusation a lot if Wen Biyun had taken the treasure.
Hence, he rejected her request straight away.
"You're risking your life!"
Being the first one to come back to herself, Wen Biyun tightened her grip, murderous intentions welled up in her eyes.
She felt like hearing his shrill cry.
Unexpectedly, Lin Xiao made no reaction at all, as if he had already popped out of his own body.
"I know you want the esteemed patriarch's spiritual treasure. I'm heading back and bringing along it with me. Let go of him!"
Her lethal grip scared the shit out of the tertiary chief senior. He hastened to soothe her with his intention to take an immediate move.
"Fine! But you have to come back before a length of incense burns off. If not, you'll only end up transporting his corpse back."
Hardly had her voice faded away when the tertiary chief senior darted out of the Suomo Sect.
He vanished so fast that Lin Xiao didn't get around to saying anything.
"If I were you, I wouldn't have asked for that spiritual treasure."
Lin Xiao scolded Wen Biyun.
"Shut up!"
Wen Biyun shouted.
Nevertheless, she stopped tightening her grip on him this time.
She wouldn't kill him for real, as she simply took advantage of him to get what she wanted.
Additionally, she wouldn't be able to get around that if she had murdered him.
"Haven't you realized? The spiritual treasure used to be placed in a stone case."
Lin Xiao stopped speaking right after the add-on reminder.
As Lin Xiao expected, Wen Biyun became hesitant forthwith.
She wouldn't have attached any attention to that if he hadn't brought it up.
The Piaomiao Pavilion of swordsmanship had quite a few spiritual treasures as well, but she had never seen any of them boxed in stone cases.
There must have been something wrong with it!
The longer she dwelled on it, the more she found the spiritual treasure spooky.
She couldn't help but ask Lin Xiao for the reason.
Lin Xiao made no response.
With a murderous sparkle flashing across her eyes, she froze Lin Xiao's body by hitting at his major acupuncture points.
In the meantime, she took her martial sister's sword.
It was a regular sword, but the shimmering light on it showed that it was a premium spiritual weapon as well.
She traversed the sword upon Lin Xiao's neck and threatened him.
"Speak!"
"We simply rushed through the production of that spiritual treasure. It couldn't withstand the exposure to light. If so, the spiritual conception contained in it will die due to excessive consumption of the oxygen."
Lin Xiao answered to that in a categorical tone.
Sparkles darted out of Wen Biyun's eyes again. She fell for that right away.
"Ignorance made people blind," Lin Xiao thought to himself.
She didn't know Lin Xiao was actually mocking her. He didn't expect that he could fool her without any efforts.
Too much intake of the oxygen incurred death — what a conspicuous fabrication it was!
Nevertheless, Lin Xiao stayed collected and went on.
"If you don't believe that, you can have a test as soon as the patriarch comes back with it. It will grow green stains once you inject a puff of your spiritual energy into it."