Chapter 84 Chrysanthemum Pass

At the age of 14, he was able to challenge a Title Douluo. His talent and strength are even greater than Qian Renxue's!

Such a powerful Soul Master would be a perfect ally, but an enemy would be a real problem!
"There's no need to worry about that. Although Lin Fan is young, he is decisive in killing and clear about his grudges. More importantly..."

At this point, Golden Crocodile Douluo paused, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"What?!"

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly; this fussy manner was not in line with the temperament of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"More importantly, this kid is extremely womanizing. He already has several beautiful women around him, and there will probably be even more in the future!"

"Putting everything else aside, with the young master's unparalleled beauty, even if Lin Fan cannot be used by us, he will definitely not be our enemy!"

Upon hearing Golden Crocodile Douluo's words, Qian Daoliu's expression became somewhat complicated!
Having reached his age and strength, he has become very indifferent to human relationships, but the only exception is Qian Renxue!

This girl grew up under his care. Besides being the young master of the Spirit Hall, she is also his most beloved granddaughter!
Before this, let alone marrying a married man, there wouldn't be a man in the entire Douluo Continent who would be a match for Qian Renxue!

Lin Fan is too dazzling. If his cultivation talent and strength are not good enough for Qian Renxue, then she will probably only be able to live out her life alone!

"Never mind, let the two children handle their own affairs..."

After a moment, Qian Daoliu shook his head helplessly.

"Honey, did you enjoy it? My technique was pretty good, wasn't it?"

"Honey, open your mouth, ah..."

Inside the carriage, several girls sat in a row, while Lin Fan lay sprawled on their fair and soft thighs, looking completely at ease!

Not only did they enjoy a full-body massage from a pair of delicate hands, but they were also constantly fed fresh fruit.

"Awesome! This is fucking life!"

Lin Fan sighed inwardly.

As a seeded team in this continental elite competition of advanced soul master academies, the Heaven Dou royal family arranged the largest and most luxurious carriage for Lin Fan and his team!
It is very safe and comfortable, and there is no bumpy feeling when driving on the road.

Boom boom!

Just as Lin Fan was enjoying himself, a loud roar suddenly came from afar, followed by chaos in the entire marching group, accompanied by screams of agony!
Lin Fan hurriedly got up, pulled back the curtain of the carriage, and looked outside!

They were traveling through a valley with steep, precipitous cliffs on both sides. Huge boulders were rolling down the mountain and crashing into the crowd.
On the cliffs on both sides, figures in black appeared, each emanating strong soul power fluctuations!
"These must be people from the Spirit Hall..."

After a moment's thought, Lin Fan came to a conclusion: the only entity capable of mobilizing so many high-level Soul Masters at once was the Spirit Hall.

The leader of the men in black waved his hand, and all of them rushed down to engage in a chaotic battle with the royal guards' soul masters.

A vacuum zone was formed in the area where Lin Fan and his group were located. Then, a figure swept down from the sky and stopped in front of the carriage.

"Those inside, if you don't want to die, get out here!"

The voice, sharp and shrill like that of an ancient eunuch, with a touch of effeminacy, reached Lin Fan's ears.

"Damn it, where did this dead eunuch come from?!"

Lin Fan cursed under his breath, then led his group of wives off the carriage.

"You're Lin Fan? You're quite the ladies' man at such a young age!"

The middle-aged man who appeared was a man in his thirties, with a handsome yet eerie appearance, possessing a kind of feminine softness!
His skin was unnaturally pale. He placed his hand on his chin and sized Lin Fan up and down. "Who the hell are you? Talking like a sissy, are you some kind of eunuch?!"

Lin Fan was filled with disgust. Hearing this guy's voice gave him goosebumps all over. It was just too torture!
"You damned brat! If it weren't for His Holiness the Pope's appreciation of your talent, I would have torn you to pieces long ago!"

The man in black was clearly angered by Lin Fan's words, and his tone became even sharper and more urgent.

"The Pope? So you're the one from the Chrysanthemum Pass?"

After a moment's thought, Lin Fan had already made a judgment about the identity of the middle-aged man in front of him. Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were Bibi Dong's two most frequently used lackeys, so the one who spoke in such an effeminate manner must be Chrysanthemum Douluo.

"You brat, I'll kill you!"

When his identity was exposed and he was called by the nickname he hated the most, Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help but feel a surge of killing intent, and his soul power surged throughout his body!

However, he abruptly stopped halfway through his charge.

"Lin Fan, with your talent for cultivation, if you join the Spirit Hall, you are guaranteed to receive the highest treatment, and your future achievements will be no less than mine!"

"Now I'm giving you two choices: either join the Spirit Hall, or die!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice gradually turned cold. If the Pope hadn't given the order, he would have loved to slap Lin Fan to death!

"Haha, interesting."

Lin Fan's expression was full of amusement. It seemed that the Elders' Hall had not told Bibi Dong his identity. Perhaps this was a different kind of test for him.

"It's not impossible for me to join the Spirit Hall, but I have one condition."

Lin Fan thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Conditions? What conditions..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo frowned. According to the Pope, if Lin Fan made any demands, they should try their best to meet them!
"It's very simple... I've heard that your Pope is not only incredibly powerful, but also has a top-notch appearance and physique..."

"If she agrees to be my wife, I'll join the Spirit Hall, how about it?!"

Lin Fan stared at Chrysanthemum Douluo with utmost seriousness, his tone devoid of any hint of joking.

"You...you dare to insult His Holiness the Pope! I'll kill you!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo could no longer hold back. He flashed forward and quickly approached Lin Fan, his right hand curling into a claw as he grabbed at him!
Just as Lin Fan was about to engage in battle, two figures flashed before him, and a snake staff and a dragon staff simultaneously emerged, colliding with Chrysanthemum Douluo's palm.

"As a Title Douluo, it's not right for him to lower himself to attack a junior!"

An elderly man with white hair and beard appeared, staring at Chrysanthemum Douluo with a solemn expression and speaking. Beside him, an old woman in her sixties also looked wary.

"Lin Fan, are you okay?"

At the same time, a clear voice like that of a lark rang out, and a girl's figure ran towards Lin Fan from behind.

"still!"

Lin Fan was both surprised and delighted. He never expected to run into Meng Yiran here. The ones who came to his rescue were naturally the Dragon Lord and the Snake Lady.

"Why are you here?!"

Lin Fan stared at Meng Yiran with delight, noticing her fuller breasts than a few months ago, and couldn't help but swallow hard as he asked.

(End of this chapter)

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