"What are you holding in your hand?"
Tian Mengyao sensed something was wrong.
A flicker of vigilance flashed in her eyes, and she stared intently at the mortar Lin Fan was holding.
From within the mortar, an aroma she disliked emanated.
"Medicine," Lin Fan chuckled, "I've prepared at least triple the amount. Are you ready?"
"You're so wicked~" Tian Mengyao squinted, hiding half her face in the blanket. "Watch me drink it, and then we'll battle for three hundred rounds!"
Lin Fan said as he walked forward. "You wicked thing, why aren't you drinking?"
Tian Mengyao tensed her body, ready to spring.
"Let me tell you, this medicine works on both men and women," Lin Fan grinned, "I'm afraid you can't handle it, so here, you have some too."
"I don't want any!" Tian Mengyao shrunk back, "You're too wicked~"
"Don't be afraid," Lin Fan approached, his gaze suddenly turning sharp. He gripped the mortar and flung its contents towards Tian Mengyao!
"Ah~" In a flash, the blanket was flung high. Tian Mengyao stood up abruptly. Only a small portion of the liquid from the mortar splashed onto her; the rest was dodged.
Lin Fan activated his Purple Extreme Spirit Eyes and saw a plume of smoke rising from her.
"Demon, daring to harm others!" Lin Fan's voice boomed, determined to save the person and subdue the demon.
"I'll make sure you die a horrible death!" Tian Mengyao's face contorted into a grimace.
"We'll see who dies first!" Lin Fan had already mobilized his dantian, circulating his purple energy. His Golden Core was fully unleashed, sending vast waves of purple energy through his meridians and into his limbs.
Seeing this, Tian Mengyao immediately bared her claws and leaped from the sofa, lunging viciously at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stepped back, then swiftly kicked out, blocking Tian Mengyao's first attack.
Bang, bang, bang... In an instant, they exchanged dozens of blows in the not-so-spacious hall. From their initial encounter, Lin Fan was astonished to find Tian Mengyao's strength surprisingly high, allowing her to match him even when he unleashed his full power.
While surprised, Lin Fan also felt a growing anxiety.
Bang! With a muffled thud, Lin Fan, driven by inspiration in the heat of the moment, suddenly executed a "turn-around fist" strike, hitting Tian Mengyao's shoulder.
Instantly, Lin Fan sensed that the gaseous monster above Tian Mengyao's head had grown slightly larger. Conversely, the black aura enveloping Tian Mengyao's body had shrunk.
So that's how it is! Lin Fan's heart filled with hope. The purple energy could expel it from Tian Mengyao's body! "Get out!" he roared. His fists rained down upon Tian Mengyao like lightning.
At the same time, Lin Fan suddenly felt the "Supreme Equilibrium Canon" in his mind silently flip open, revealing a dynamic scene. In the image, a beautiful maiden in purple armor, radiating purple light, hovered above a mountain spanning ten li. Lin Fan guessed this maiden might be the Nine Heavens Profound Lady.
The Nine Heavens Profound Lady slowly raised her sword-finger towards the sky and declared, "Borrow a sword from the heavens!"
As soon as she spoke, an incredibly massive ice-colored sword pierced the atmosphere and plunged directly towards the summit of the mountain. The sword's descent was faster than lightning!
Boom! With a tremendous roar, the sword struck the mountain peak, and the entire mountain exploded! The visual impact sent Lin Fan's heart pounding. *Is this a nuclear weapon?*
"Are you telling me to use this move?" Lin Fan cursed inwardly, "If I were this powerful, would I still be struggling with a mere monster?" After his inner monologue, he forcefully withdrew his consciousness. He knew his current cultivation level was far from capable of such a feat, let alone executing it. Such a strike would likely devastate the surrounding villages.
Bang! With a muffled sound, Lin Fan's full-power punch landed squarely on Tian Mengyao's abdomen.
"Ah!" Tian Mengyao cried out, and a shadowy figure slowly floated upwards from above her head.
Seeing this, Lin Fan swiftly kicked towards the shadowy figure.
Whoosh~ The shadow moved with extreme speed, darting towards the window in an instant and evading Lin Fan's aerial kick.
"Lin Fan, I won't let you go!" The voice emanating from the shadow was not Tian Mengyao's but a mature female voice. She then smashed through the glass and fled.
Clatter... In the dead of night, the sound of breaking glass was piercing. Lin Fan stood by the bed, stamping his foot in frustration. "You little imp, you're fast enough to escape!"
Lin Fan turned to look at Tian Mengyao. She lay on the ground, her face pale and unnaturally ashen, her breathing weak.
"Mengyao, how are you?" Lin Fan hurried to pick her up and place her on the sofa, then gently shook her.
"Mmm~" Tian Mengyao let out a faint moan but did not regain consciousness.
"This is troublesome," Lin Fan felt a pang of guilt. That entity clearly came for him, yet it had implicated Tian Mengyao. Tian Mengyao was obviously weakened by the possession and further harmed by the toxins.
"Mengyao, I'll take you to get the antidote." Lin Fan wrapped her in a blanket and carried her towards Wangjia Village. Along the way, Lin Fan's senses were heightened, and every rustle of wind felt like an impending attack.
Only when they reached Song Yue's doorstep did Lin Fan breathe a sigh of relief. He didn't knock. It was late at night, and carrying the village secretary like this would have an unprecedented impact if it got out.
Lin Fan walked to the wall and jumped twice, carrying Tian Mengyao. "Good, not too heavy." Having expended a significant amount of purple energy, Lin Fan wasn't entirely confident he could leap over the high wall with Tian Mengyao.
"Hiss~" Lin Fan took a deep breath, filling his lungs with air beyond normal capacity. Then, with a "whoosh," he crouched, his tensed legs instantly powering him upwards towards the high wall. The wind whistled past his ears. Almost perfectly, Lin Fan tucked his legs and landed steadily on top of the wall.
He then saw a voluptuous figure staring at him in stunned silence.
"Sister-in-law, don't shout, it's me!" Lin Fan realized instantly. That full and buxom figure could only be Xia Xue, not Song Yue.
"Xia, Xiaofan?" Xia Xue had almost cried out. Hearing the familiar voice, she managed to calm her pounding heart.
Lin Fan leaped down with Tian Mengyao in his arms, landing directly in front of her.
"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Xia Xue raised an eyebrow, "Who are you holding?"