Wild Dogs

Before he could make a move, the middle-aged female cultivator waved her hand behind her, and a moment later, a talisman flew over.

Before the cultivator surnamed Wang could react, the talisman was stuck directly to his mouth, and his mouth immediately closed.

Terrified, the cultivator surnamed Wang hurriedly tried to pull his mouth apart, but no matter what he did, it was all in vain.

Seeing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Yang Fan's laughter only fueled the hatred of the Wang-surnamed cultivator.

He was already humiliated by his beloved goddess, but he was furious when she showed interest in someone else.

And now the other party is using this to mock him, how can he accept that?

In desperation, he gritted his teeth and trembled with anger.

"You talk too much. I'll seal you up for a few hours and we'll talk again when you've regained your senses."

After speaking, the middle-aged female cultivator led Yang Fan and Qi Peilan into the secret chamber on the cloud boat.

At this moment, the other female cultivators watched their extremely anxious senior brother Wang with the same anticipation of a good show.

At the same time, after Yang Fan and Qi Peilan entered the secret room, the middle-aged female cultivator turned around and gestured for them to sit down.

After the two were seated, the middle-aged female cultivator looked at Qi Peilan.

"Perrin, tell me first, what happened to you this time?"

"Tell me everything that has happened since you left the sect, in detail, without hiding anything."

Upon hearing this, Qi Peilan coughed lightly and hurriedly recounted the entire incident.

Yang Fan, standing to the side, kept his eyes down, seemingly lost in thought, like an old monk in deep meditation.

Qi Peilan quickly recounted everything that had happened to them after they left the Ziling Sect.

Of course, she ignored the fact that Yang Fan had kidnapped her.

According to her, Yang Fan saved her, and then, in order to avoid being hunted down by others, she hid underground near the abyss, and only dared to come out recently after recovering from her injuries.

Hearing this, the middle-aged female cultivator nodded slightly, and then she asked about some details of what had happened along the way.

Because the matter being asked had nothing to do with this underground area, Qi Peilan answered fluently without any questions.

After a while, the middle-aged female cultivator shifted her gaze and nodded slightly, clearly indicating that she was now at ease with Qi Peilan.

The middle-aged female cultivator's expression turned somewhat grim after confirming that all the other cultivators who had come with Qi Peilan had died here.

However, as long as it can be confirmed that Qi Peilan did not collude with an inside agent to kill others, then she has no problem.

Then she turned her gaze to Yang Fan beside her.

"I wonder who your master is, and why you want to save Peilan."

As soon as she finished speaking, the middle-aged female cultivator stared intently at Yang Fan, clearly wanting to see how he would respond.

The other person's gaze was so sharp that Yang Fan was genuinely a little nervous.

His mind raced as he pondered how to answer.

After a moment, Yang Fan respectfully cupped his hands in greeting.

"Respectfully requesting your guidance, senior, I have no master or teacher; I am merely a rogue cultivator."

"I was fortunate enough to receive the inheritance of a Foundation Establishment stage senior before, which allowed me to cultivate to this level today."

"As for why I saved Fairy Peilan..."

As he spoke, Yang Fan turned to look at Qi Peilan.

He took a deep breath.

"At that time, Fairy Peilan was being chased by that thief. I saw that Fairy Peilan was all alone and helpless, and I couldn't bear to see it, so I stepped in to save her."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged female cultivator snorted coldly.

"Couldn't stand by and watch, so you stepped in to help? Kid, you might fool others with that, but you can't fool me."

Upon hearing Yang Fan's words, the middle-aged female cultivator sneered and then circled around him once more.

Seeing this, Yang Fan swallowed hard.

"Senior, I only helped because I couldn't bear to see you suffer like this."

As Yang Fan spoke, he was filled with trepidation.

He didn't know why the female cultivator was dissatisfied with the reply. Could it be that she suspected his identity and wanted to interrogate him?

Just as Yang Fan was pondering, the middle-aged female cultivator glared at him fiercely.

"If you were lustful, just say you were lustful. Why bother with the talk of helping someone in need?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan was taken aback.

A moment later, he immediately pretended to suddenly realize something, blushing and lowering his head.

Indeed, the middle-aged female cultivator had clearly misunderstood Yang Fan; she thought he was lustful at first sight.

Since the female cultivator thought he was lustful, Yang Fan felt much more at ease.

He then put on an act as if his secret had been exposed, looking at the other person timidly.

Seeing Yang Fan's attitude, the female cultivator didn't seem to care and casually waved her hand.

"Alright, you don't need to be nervous. I'm not someone who indiscriminately kills innocent people."

"You did save Perrin, and Perrin did not lose her virginity. If you really raped Perrin, then I will definitely not let you off easily."

"Now that you've done our Purple Spirit Sect a favor, tell me what you want."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan froze on the spot, somewhat taken aback.

This change is far too sudden.

One sentence she was thinking about whether to kill him, the next she was asking him what reward he wanted.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Fan slightly cupped his hands in greeting.

"I don't want anything."

Before he could finish speaking, the middle-aged female cultivator next to him slammed her hand heavily on the table.

"Don't be delusional. There is no way I will allow Pei Lan to become your Daoist partner."

Then she looked down at Yang Fan.

"You are just a rogue cultivator, while Pei Lan is a famous fairy in our Purple Spirit Sect."

"If she's going to marry, she'll marry a scion of a prestigious family and become the wife of such a family, not be with a rogue cultivator like you."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fanqian chuckled and said nothing more.

Actually, he wasn't particularly eager to become a Daoist couple with Qi Peilan.

Since the other party said that, he naturally wasn't that nervous.

Upon hearing this, Qi Peilan immediately stood up.

I disagree.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged female cultivator immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, you see, even Pei Lan is unwilling to become your Daoist partner."

Upon hearing this, Qi Peilan shook her head, her face turning bright red.

"It's not that I don't want to become Daoist partners with you, young master. It's that I don't want to marry into those so-called prestigious families as a marriage alliance partner."

As she spoke, she looked at the middle-aged female cultivator.

"Uncle-Master, how could you let me marry into their family? If I marry into those powerful clans, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything in the future."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged female cultivator beside her glared at her fiercely.

"What are you talking about? So many people want to marry into those powerful families, but they don't even have the chance. You don't know how to cherish it, and you even dare to complain."

Then she waved her hand coldly.

"Alright, enough with the nonsense. I have some questions for this young master."

She then looked at Yang Fan, who, upon seeing this, also bowed respectfully to her.