The hunchbacked elder smiled faintly and said, “Young Master, don’t waste your effort. My Thousand Entangling Threads are not that easy to break free from.”
With a slight movement of his fingers, Lin Luochen’s long sword was immediately pulled away by the threads and landed in the elder’s hand.
“Although Young Master is powerful, the difference between Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment is far greater than you imagine.”
“If you don’t want to suffer, you’d better report your family name, otherwise, I won’t be polite.”
Qu Lingyin quickly said, “Lin Luochen, quickly give your body to me, otherwise you’ll really be in danger.”
“No hurry!”
Lin Luochen was surprised but not flustered, because although these threads stuck to him, they did not restrain the spiritual energy within his body.
Moreover, the Rat in his arms was quickly climbing up his sleeve, seemingly wanting to help him bite through those threads.
Considering that the other party was wary of his non-existent background, Lin Luochen feigned a look of exasperation.
“Xu Qing, why aren’t you coming out quickly? This Young Master is about to be killed!”
“Damn it, you stinky woman, at this critical moment, you still won’t come out? I’m not done with you!”
…
His cursing truly intimidated Wei Wenxuan and the others, who watched their surroundings warily.
Meanwhile, Murong Qiuzhi pulled out a small knife from somewhere and cut at the threads on Murong Xiazhu’s body a few times, but it had no effect.
She steeled her heart and directly cut a gash in her own palm, gripping the threads tightly. Blood immediately stained the threads red.
A strange power flowed back along the threads towards the caster, but no one noticed it.
Lin Luochen pretended to shout for a while, then looked at the hunchbacked elder with disdain, a look of arrogance on his face.
“This Young Master is from Miaoyin Sect. If you know what’s good for you, release me obediently, otherwise, you’ll face dire consequences!”
Everyone in the field was stunned, staring at him dumbfounded.
Wei Wenxuan even chuckled wryly and shook his head helplessly.
So he was just a blustering brat!
The elder said with a strange expression, “Young Master, please don’t joke. Miaoyin Sect is all women, how could…”
Lin Luochen, however, sneered, “This Young Master is from Miaoyin Sect, not a disciple of Miaoyin Sect!”
The elder was stunned for a moment and asked curiously, “What do you mean by that?”
Lin Luochen’s lips curled slightly, “Are you sure you really want to know?”
Upon hearing this, the elder’s imagination immediately ran wild, thinking he was the illegitimate son of some seductive woman from Miaoyin Sect.
“No need for that. Then, Young Master, do you have any proof to verify your identity?”
Lin Luochen tugged hard at the threads and said impatiently, “Loosen up a bit, didn’t you want proof?”
The elder slightly loosened the threads, and Lin Luochen, with difficulty, reached into his waist storage pouch, took out an item, and threw it over.
“Look, what is this?”
The elder cautiously retreated two steps, and only when the item landed on the ground did he discover it was a bottle of pills.
A talisman was pasted on the bottle, seemingly for sealing purposes.
On the bottle cap was a purple thorny flower, which appeared to be the mark of Miaoyin Sect!
The elder, as if by a ghost, stepped forward, wanting to see the pattern on it clearly.
But the talisman on the bottle suddenly lit up, and the elder’s scalp tingled. He shouted, “Be careful!”
But it was too late. The medicine bottle suddenly exploded, and a strong pink smoke diffused outwards.
The smoke seemed to penetrate everywhere. The elder only felt dizzy, and he, who had been unmoved for a long time, actually felt a surge of desire!
He cried out in his heart, “This is the Miaoyin Sect’s Aphrodisiac Powder, isn’t it?”
The elder guessed correctly; this was indeed the Miaoyin Sect’s Aphrodisiac Powder.
It was poured out by Leng Yueshuang when she was looking for an antidote in the cave, and Lin Luochen collected all of it afterwards.
In the past month, Lin Luochen had identified a few types by testing them on himself.
He deliberately attached a blasting talisman to this Aphrodisiac Powder, and he didn't expect it to actually come in handy.
At this moment, the Broken Blade entered Lin Luochen’s sleeve. He unhesitatingly wiped it, using his own blood to sharpen the Broken Blade.
A murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He pulled hard at the threads with all his might, forcefully throwing out the Broken Blade with the Flying Star technique.
“Die!”
The elder only saw a bloody light fly out from the pink mist, heading straight for his head with lightning speed.
Although he cast a spell to block it immediately, his reaction was still half a beat too slow, and he was forced to have his head split open.
After Lin Luochen threw out the Broken Blade, he was pulled back by the threads, causing him sharp pain.
Wei Wenxuan immediately slapped several talismans on himself, retreated repeatedly, and cast a spell, sending a rain of fire down towards Lin Luochen.
“Kill them!”
But the elder was already dead, the puppets remained motionless, and those threads were blocking the space between the two sides.
Most of Wei Wenxuan’s fire rain was blocked by the threads, and only a few managed to reach Lin Luochen.
The six attendants struggled to shoot a few arrows, but through the mist and interfered by the Aphrodisiac Powder, their aim was truly terrible.
After all, even the hunchbacked elder experienced a resurgence of desire when facing the Miaoyin Sect’s Aphrodisiac Powder, let alone them.
Most of those arrows were blocked by the elder’s threads, and even if they passed through the threads, Lin Luochen easily dodged them.
But suddenly, a soft cry came from behind, and Lin Luochen looked back.
It turned out that Murong Qiuzhi had blocked in front of Murong Xiazhu, and a stray arrow had grazed her arm.
Murong Xiazhu said with heartache, “Qiu Zhi, are you alright?”
Murong Qiuzhi frowned and shook her head gently, “It’s nothing serious.”
Lin Luochen felt relieved. While dodging arrows, he frantically struggled to break free from the threads.
Because the pink mist had dispersed, although very faint, it still covered them too!
Since the elder was dead, Lin Luochen, with the help of the Rat, quickly broke free from the threads.
He suppressed the heat in his body and immediately cast a spell to blow the spreading pink mist back.
Wei Wenxuan, who had just managed to escape the mist’s range, was once again enveloped by the mist and could only continue to flee outwards in a disheveled state.
“Brat, you just wait for this young master!”
Wei Wenxuan couldn’t bother to settle scores with Lin Luochen anymore, feeling like he was about to explode.
At this moment, even a sow looked beautiful to him; he just wanted to get down the mountain and find a woman quickly!
But he was afraid he wouldn’t last until then!
The other attendants also couldn’t hold on, howling and running, wanting to escape the range of the pink mist.
Lin Luochen left the Rat to help Murong Xiazhu untie the bonds, took a deep breath, and rushed into the pink mist.
Finally, with the help of the pink mist, he killed four people; only Wei Wenxuan escaped with two attendants.
Lin Luochen also felt a surge of desire and dared not pursue further. He cast a spell to disperse the pink mist to the surroundings.
With his help, although it was still the cold winter season, the mountains were full of spring, and everything was vibrant.
When Lin Luochen returned, the horse had already pulled the carriage and disappeared to who knows where.
Murong Xiazhu had already been untied by the Rat and was currently holding down the restless Murong Qiuzhi.
Lin Luochen frowned and asked, “What’s wrong with Qiuzhi Guniang (Miss Qiuzhi)?”
Murong Qiuzhi’s brows were tightly furrowed, her pretty face flushed red, and she was frantically tearing at her clothes, as if she had gone mad.
“What do you think?”
Murong Xiazhu wasn’t much better. She held her tightly, panting, and reached out to Lin Luochen.
“Bastard, the antidote! Quickly give me the antidote!”
Lin Luochen said expressionlessly, “There is no antidote!”
Murong Xiazhu naturally couldn’t believe it, “You’re lying! How can there be no antidote? You clearly want to take advantage of the situation!”
Lin Luochen spread his hands and said, “Perhaps others have it, but I really don’t!”
Murong Xiazhu looked at him in disbelief, on the verge of tears, and said, “Then what do we do now?”
Although Lin Luochen also had a pounding headache, he still said calmly, “It’s alright, just endure it and it will pass.”
This Aphrodisiac Powder is different from the Drunken Love Mist; it only has an aphrodisiac effect and can be resolved without yin-yang harmonization.
Murong Xiazhu’s throat moved slightly; she wished she could bite this scoundrel to death.
“Bastard, if you don’t have an antidote, why did you use such a poison?!”