Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 92: There is a tree called Lan An

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: There is a tree called Lan An

A hand devoid of blood color, the bones clearly visible, gently grasped Lingfeng’s hands, which were not very attractive, transforming into withered wood, emanating dense black evil energy.

"Lingfeng, think thrice before you act."

A low, unfamiliar male voice resounded clearly in her ears.

Lingfeng’s figure slightly stalled and she slowly turned her head.

"It’s you!"

Surprise flickered in her eyes, her voice filled with disbelief.

The man standing behind Lingfeng had his pitch-black hair scattered over his back, his exquisite icy face devoid of any emotion.

Lingfeng knew this man.

Several hundred years ago, when she went to the Capital City to be with the scholar, she had some contact with some high-ranking officials.

The man in front of her was a rising favourite of the emperor right in the court, through whom, in such a short time, the emperor’s favor allowed him to become a powerful courtier.

Lingfeng remembered that when she was killed by the princess, this man was still at the center of imperial power, being the object of attachment for the civil and military officials, and even the various aristocratic families in the Capital City.

"Miss Ling, it’s been hundreds of years, and you still remember me."

The man released Lingfeng’s hand, his handsome face expressionless, and revealed a faint smile.

With this smile, he dangerously enchanted all beings.

Lingfeng’s expression of surprise faded, her face solemn and alert, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

She could perceive that the man was the same as her, both of them are spirit monsters.

His cultivation might even be above hers.

Spirit monsters in this world are often remarkably charming, regardless of gender.

Lingfeng had previously been too surprised upon seeing him that she didn’t notice how advanced his cultivation was.

Now when she tried to probe, she couldn’t perceive his level.

Therefore, there was only one possibility, his cultivation was above hers.

The man slowly spoke in a mild tone, "You have been cultivating for hundreds of years. There’s no need to throw away your hard-achieved Dao by committing to a beast. If you really want to kill him, I’m willing to do it for you."

Lingfeng suddenly remembered what Qin Ruan had said before leaving.

She looked up and down at the man, the intention to probe evident in her eyes.

Suddenly, Lingfeng asked, "What is your name?"

"Lan An," the man responded with a hint of laughter.

There is a kind of tree named Lan An, poisonous and domineering.

Any living beings that get close to it would be poisoned to death.

That doesn’t mean one cannot get close to it.

If one wants to get close to Lan An, they must be accepted by it, a process that is extremely difficult.

However, once they gain its approval, it will give world-shattering tenderness towards that one person. With its approval, you can do whatever you wish.

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Shengshi Academy.

Several modified Hummers parked at the school gate.

The back door of the second boisterous-looking Hummer was opened from the inside.

A pair of casual shoes covered in red mud were the first to emerge from the car.

The shoes that Qin Ruan wore, which were covered in red soil from Qi Mountain, landed on the clean surface of the school’s entrance.

She adjusted the bag on her shoulder, turned around and faced Ling Xiaoxuan, who was pale from shock, sitting inside the car.

Qin Ruan lowered her voice and said, "I’ll go in first. You, take your time on the road, and remember to make a safety call when you get home."

The Ling Family had arranged bodyguards and numerous Heavenly Masters to follow them, but these people didn’t provide any sense of safety to Ling Xiaoxuan.

Throughout the journey, she had been closely following Qin Ruan.

Whenever Qin Ruan made a slight move, Ling Xiaoxuan’s mood would turn unstable.

The trip to Qi Mountain gave her a great shock.

The mountain demon she encountered in the school dormitory was much less terrifying than this one.

Every time she recalls the scene of Xiaomei’s dismembered body lying in a puddle of blood, Ling Xiaoxuan felt goosebumps. That eerie feeling would remain with her for the rest of her life.

Fortunately, she made it back safely.