Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes flickered with coldness. Looking at Lu Chan, a Taoist companion who had been with him for hundreds of years, it was like looking at a dirty and ugly crazy woman, with endless disgust in his eyes.

After being together for a hundred years, Lu Chan already knew Zhang Xiaofan well. She instantly understood the meaning of his eyes and cursed angrily.

"Zhang Xiaofan, what's that look in your eyes? Are you starting to dislike me, right? After successfully condensing the golden elixir, you can't help but reveal your true colors?"

Zhang Xiaofan turned his head and stopped looking at Lu Chan. He turned to Chen Feihe and said.

"Let's go! Take me to see Ji Yin."

The quarrel between Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Chan made Chen Feihe uneasy.

Only then did he realize that 'Junior Sister Chen Yi' seemed to be a taboo between Lu Chan and Zhang Xiaofan. Just mentioning this name caused the two to quarrel.

"Senior, please follow me."

After Chen Feihe finished speaking, he hurriedly walked outside the cave.

He didn't want to stay in this cave for a moment.

Zhang Xiaofan followed closely and walked out.

"Zhang Xiaofan, if you walk out of this cave today, I will sever all ties with you."

Lu Chan looked at Zhang Xiaofan's back and roared angrily.

Zhang Xiaofan ignored it and continued walking out.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you ungrateful person, come back here."

Lu Chan's eyes were filled with tears, and the pear blossoms were filled with rain.

"Zhang Xiaofan, do you really want to abandon our century-old relationship as husband and wife?"

"Zhang Xiaofan, I beg you, come back quickly..."

Lu Chan's words were full of sadness and unwillingness.

As she kept roaring, roaring, and pleading, Zhang Xiaofan drifted away and walked out of the cave.

Lu Chan suddenly raised his hand and waved, and a burst of spiritual power shot out.

This spiritual power was as fast as the wind and reached behind Zhang Xiaofan in an instant.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't look back, his magic power surged around his body, and the spiritual power shot by Lu Chan was instantly defeated.

At the same time, a burst of energy shot out and headed straight for Lu Chan.

The energy was like an invisible slap, and it was about to slap Lu Chan hard on the face, but it suddenly dissipated in an instant and turned into a strong wind, whizzing past Lu Chan.

Lu Chan was staggered by the wind and her hair was messy.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you still want to hit me! I'm going to tell my father that I will punish you severely."

Lu Chan's hair was disheveled, her eyes were red, and she looked like she was crazy.

...

Under the leadership of Chen Feihe, the two came to a mountain top thousands of miles away from the Corpse Demon Sect and met Song Wen waiting here.

Looking at Song Wen's face that was obviously different from what he remembered, Zhang Xiaofan asked with a vigilant expression.

"Are you really yin?"

Song Wen showed a faint smile and said without answering his question.

"I didn't expect you to dare to come to see me. Back then, you killed Junior Sister Chen Yi with your own hands."

Zhang Xiaofan frowned, "How do you know it was me who killed Chen Yi? Were you also at the scene?"

Song Wen turned his head and no longer looked at Zhang Xiaofan, but looked at the distant sky.

"Back then, Junior Sister Chen just wanted to return to her mortal hometown and live her life in peace. But she didn't want to die of humiliation and torture. How sad. If you hadn't clung to Lu Chan, how would she have ended up like this."

Zhang Xiaofan said, "It seems that you are really yin, and you know a lot of things. However, the truth of the matter is not what you think. Back then, I originally planned to become a Taoist couple with Junior Sister Chen, but Lu Chanheng Step in and insist on marrying me. She is the daughter of Elder Jindan. I am just a disciple in the Qi training period, how can I dare to resist? "

"I could only cut off my relationship with Junior Sister Chen and get married to Lu Chan. Unexpectedly, Lu Chan learned about the old things between me and Junior Sister Chen from others. She had a grudge against Junior Sister Chen and visited her many times. Beaten and humiliated.”

"Later, Zhengdao joined hands to attack the Corpse Demon Sect. Lu Cang asked us to leave the sect for refuge, but we met Junior Sister Chen halfway. Lu Chan tortured and humiliated her in every possible way, and even wanted to refine her into a living corpse. In order to help Junior Sister Chen escape, I I had to give her a break."

Zhang Xiaofan looked dejected, as if he had opened up his dusty memory and said a lot in one breath.

It wasn't like he was explaining the cause of Chen Yi's death to Song Wen, but more like he was looking for spiritual solace for himself.

For more than a hundred years, he had been tired of trying to please Lu Chan.

Whenever he dreams back at midnight, Chen Yi's voice and smile always appear in his mind, making him toss and turn.

Whenever Lu Chan was unhappy and would hit or scold him, he would always think of Chen Yi's gentle and graceful appearance.

Whenever he pressed on Lu Chan, the image of stabbing her to death flashed through his mind.

"I have no interest in the love and hatred between you. I just want to avenge Junior Sister Chen Yi." Song Wendao.

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly gave a sneer, and his smile was full of sarcasm, as if he was mocking Song Wen's hypocrisy.

"Ji Yin, there is no need to act in front of me. If you really wanted to avenge Junior Sister Chen, why would you wait until more than a hundred years before you show up? Tell me the real purpose of your appearance this time."

Song Wen also had a smile on his face. It was easier to communicate with smart people.

"I want a two-hundred-year-old dead man's vine, and one that is fully active and can be transplanted." Song Wendao.

The dead man's vine is different from ordinary elixirs. When refining the medicine, it is not necessary to pick the whole plant, but only a section of the old vine that is old enough. Therefore, as long as the dead man's vine does not die, there will be a continuous supply of vines.

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying.

"I can help you get a two-hundred-year-old dead man's vine. I can even give you a few low-year dead man's vines. But you have to do something for me."

"What's the matter?" Song Wen asked.

"Help me kill Lu Chan and Lu Cang." Zhang Xiaofan said in a cold tone.

Song Wen looked at Zhang Xiaofan with sharp eyes, questioning in his tone.

"You want to kill your master and first wife?"

Zhang Xiaofan clenched his fists, hatred in his eyes surged like a tide.

"Lu Chan is mean, bossing me around, insulting and belittling me when I don't get what I want, making me suffer humiliation. Moreover, she is extremely jealous. As long as a young female cultivator approaches me, she will definitely come to my door and make a big fuss, making me lose face in the sect and become a laughing stock of the Corpse Demon Sect. This situation did not subside until I formed a pill."

"What about Lu Cang? Without him, you probably wouldn't be able to form a pill so smoothly, right?" Song Wen said.

Zhang Xiaofan said coldly, "Without Lu Cang's support, how dare Lu Chan order me around. I wanted to wait until Lu Cang's lifespan was exhausted before I took action to get rid of Lu Chan. However, there are still decades before Lu Cang's lifespan is exhausted. By then, Lu Chan will be old and frail, and killing her can no longer relieve my hatred. Only by killing her now can I get rid of this bad breath in my heart."

"As far as I know, Lu Cang is a late Jindan cultivator. Are you sure I can kill him?" Song Wen said.

Song Wen's cultivation at this time was only in the middle Jindan stage.

"More than a hundred years ago, you were able to escape the pursuit of the Corpse Demon Sect. How could you be an easy person to deal with? In addition, I have made some preparations over the years. As long as you and I plan well, it will not be difficult to get rid of Lu Cang." Zhang Xiaofan said.

"I promise you. But..." Song Wen pointed at Chen Feihe and continued, "I still want his soul lamp."

Zhang Xiaofan heard this, turned his head and glanced at Chen Feihe, and agreed.

"This is a trivial matter."

Song Wen looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a hint of doubt.

He always felt that Zhang Xiaofan agreed to the two conditions he proposed a little too easily.

After discussing the details of dealing with Lu Cang and his daughter with Song Wen, Zhang Xiaofan left and returned to the Corpse Demon Sect.