Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the entire Flame Vein Peak has undergone earth-shattering changes.

The once-gloomy mountain was now enveloped in raging flames, turning a deep crimson like the sun, even more dazzling than at its peak.

Above the mountain peak, flames swirled, forming a massive curtain of fire. Within this curtain, countless fiery runes could be faintly seen flowing, radiating an aura of majesty and heat.

This scene was clearly seen by Yan Luan on a distant mountain peak.

Elder Yan Luan stood in front of his new cave dwelling, looking at the Yanmai Peak that Lin Che had reactivated and that was even more magnificent than before. He almost gritted his teeth to pieces, and his chest heaved violently.

Her mood, which had initially eased slightly because Lin Che had taken over the damaged mountain peak, was now completely overwhelmed by anger.

That was her cave dwelling, which she had cultivated for tens of thousands of years and which contained countless efforts of hers. Now, it had been easily transformed into something even more perfect by an outsider cultivator. This was undoubtedly the heaviest blow to her.

"Wang Teng, you brat! I will never let you get away with this!"

Yan Luan slammed her fist on the stone table beside her, instantly turning the hard stone into dust. The anger in her eyes was almost tangible.

Only after the disciple sent by the Green Ox Ancestor reset the cave's protective barriers and quietly left did Yan Luan suppress her anger and coldly summon Fan Shanmeng.

Fan Shanmeng nervously entered the cave. As soon as she entered, she felt a strong malevolent aura. She immediately knelt down and dared not raise her head: "Master, what are your instructions for summoning me here?"

Yan Luan walked slowly to her, looking down at her with an icy tone: "Fan Shanmeng, didn't that man surnamed Wang want you to be a maid? Then go."

"Master!"

Fan Shanmeng suddenly looked up, her face deathly pale, her eyes filled with disbelief, tears instantly welling up in her eyes, and she said pitifully, "Master, I am your most valued disciple, how can you make me become a concubine for a foreign cultivator? Please, Master, rescind your order!"

"Concubine?"

Yan Luan sneered, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Stop with that seductive act, it won't work on your master! You are naturally wanton, you caused the death of the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable back then, and later you caused Lian Daofei to disappear because of you, mistakenly entering the Seven Paths Sect's cave realm and causing a huge disaster. Do you think I don't know that?"

Elder Yan Luan bent down, pinched Fan Shanmeng's chin with his fingers, and forced her to look up at him, his eyes sharp as knives.

"Your skill is nothing more than using this face and seductive charm to bewitch men, isn't it? Now is the perfect time. That arrogant Wang is so conceited. Go to his side and use your skills to kill him too!"

"If you can accomplish this, I will not only bring you back to my side, but I will also impart all the soul-path supernatural powers I have learned in my life to you, allowing you to break through to the Void Tribulation Realm. What do you say?"

Fan Shanmeng's delicate body trembled violently, tears streaming down her face, a mixture of fear and resentment. She knew that Yan Luan always kept his word, and if she refused, she would likely face dire consequences.

"Master...disciple..." She wanted to plead again, but was interrupted by Yan Luan's stern voice.

"Don't talk more!"

Yan Luan released his grip, flicked his sleeve, and a gust of wind howled out, directly sweeping Fan Shanmeng out of the cave.

"You have to go, whether you like it or not! This is your chance to atone for your sins. If you fail, you may never return to the Great Soul Gate!"

Outside the cave, Fan Shanmeng fell to the ground in a disheveled state, her clothes in disarray and her hair in disarray.

She sat silently, tears streaming down her face, her heart filled with grievance and resentment.

She hated Yan Luan's cold-heartedness, and she hated Lin Che even more. If Lin Che hadn't demanded it in public, how could she have ended up in such a situation?

After an unknown amount of time, Fan Shanmeng slowly wiped away her tears and stood up from the ground. She looked up at the Flame Vein Peak burning fiercely in the distance, the resentment in her eyes gradually fading, replaced by a cold determination and a hint of alluring charm that penetrated to the bone.

"May he die of bad luck..."

Yan Luan's words echoed in her ears. Fan Shanmeng took a deep breath, straightened her disheveled clothes, and walked towards Yanmai Peak with light but firm steps.

Fan Shanmeng refused to believe that her seductive skills would fail, and even more so, she refused to believe that she couldn't even deal with a foreign cultivator.

Wang Teng, since you dare to provoke me, be prepared to pay the price!

On the Flame Vein Peak, Lin Che stood in front of the newly set up flame barrier, feeling the resonance between the immortal energy within his body and the mountain's flame veins.

Lin Che could clearly sense that as his energy merged into the mountain, his cultivation level was slowly increasing, albeit slightly, but extremely steadily.

"This Flame Vein Peak is indeed a treasure land. Relying on the main vein of earth fire, plus my fire origin, my cultivation speed can be increased by at least 30%."

Lin Che was secretly delighted and was about to enter the cave to meditate and cultivate when he sensed a familiar aura approaching.

Looking up, I saw Fan Shanmeng walking slowly towards me. Her steps were light, her figure swaying, and her allure was even more intense than before, like a blooming poisonous flower, beautiful yet dangerous.

Lin Che smiled faintly; he had already anticipated that Yan Luan would send Fan Shanmeng over.

After all, given Yan Luan's personality, he would never easily swallow this insult. Bringing Fan Shanmeng to his side was most likely a way for her to secretly sabotage things.

"You arrived quite quickly," Lin Che said, his tone flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Fan Shanmeng walked to the foot of the mountain, looked up at Lin Che standing in the flames, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, but was then covered by her seductive charm.

She bowed gracefully to Lin Che, her voice soft and alluring: "This servant, Fan Shanmeng, greets Elder Wang. From now on, this servant will serve Elder Wang's daily needs."

Lin Che looked at her like this and sneered inwardly.

Fan Shanmeng's seductive skills are indeed formidable. If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would probably have already been swayed and lost their composure.

Unfortunately, she encountered herself.

"No need to be polite."

Lin Che said calmly, "There are still some miscellaneous tasks to take care of in the cave. Go and tidy up first. Remember, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't touch what you shouldn't touch. Just do your job well."

After saying that, Lin Che ignored Fan Shanmeng and turned to walk into the cave.

He knew that the days to come would not be peaceful: Yan Luan's revenge, Fan Shanmeng's scheming, the opportunity presented by the Hidden Soul Pavilion, and the gift from the Green Ox Ancestor...

With so many things intertwined, it was a great opportunity for him to grow rapidly, and also a good time for him to begin to condense his original true form.

Fan Shanmeng looked at Lin Che's back, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She hadn't expected that her seductive charm would have no effect on Lin Che, which made her unease even stronger.

But since things had come to this, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter the cave that was engulfed in raging flames.

Inside the cave, flames blazed brightly, and the temperature was extremely high, but strangely, these flames did not burn the clothes at all. (End of Chapter)