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Chapter 709

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An Lin flew toward a gargantuan mountain in the distance. Even though he could see the mountain, it was still quite a distance away.

From a rough estimate, it was at least a few hundred kilometers away.

Boom boom boom …

A battle had erupted beneath a waterfall on a small mountain in the distance.

An Lin was an onlooker, and he immediately flew toward the location of the battle atop his brick.

He was greeted by the sight of two beautiful women in colorful dresses bullying a sword-wielding man.

M-hm, both of them were Soul Formation Initial Stage cultivators.

The man was forced into retreat and was on the brink of collapse.

An Lin was astonished, and he immediately let loose an almighty roar. "You b * tch! Let go of that man and come at me!"

The two Red Building Valley female cultivators who were attacking the Flying Divine Sect disciple were both dumbstruck by the sight of the man flying toward them.

Wasn't this the sect leader of the Four Nine Immortal Sect?

They were bullying a Flying Divine Sect disciple, so what did that have to do with An Lin?

The Flying Divine Sect disciple took advantage of the moment when the two female cultivators were dumbstruck to hurtle back in retreat before turning to An Lin with shock and elation on his face. "Thank you, Sect Leader An Lin, for your assistance!"

The two female cultivators from the Red Building Valley looked at An Lin with cautious expressions. They didn't know what An Lin was thinking, but they didn't dare to act rashly. Instead, they wore solemn expressions.

An Lin slowly descended atop his black brick with his hands clasped behind his back.

He asked in a slow voice, "Why are you fighting?"

The two female cultivators looked at each other before turning to An Lin with astonishment etched on their faces.

It was as if they were saying, "Why are you meddling in our fight?"

The male cultivator pointed at the two female cultivators. "They tried to seduce me and suck my yang energy. I fought with my life on the line to avoid being harmed by those two demonic women."

The two female cultivators blushed upon hearing this, and one of them argued, "You won't die if you suck it, and it feels really good!"

An Lin: "…"

The male cultivator: "…"

"I don't know if it feels good or not, but I do know that my energy will definitely be sucked away, and you'll be able to do whatever you want!" The male cultivator gritted his teeth.

Do whatever you want? An Lin was a little excited.

"Since Senior An Lin is here and won't let us fight, let's leave this place!" A rather sexy female cultivator said.

After saying that, the two female cultivators turned around and were about to leave.

"Wait!" An Lin suddenly shouted.

The two female cultivators stopped in their tracks, and they really didn't dare to leave.

After all, the person who had just spoken was the sect leader of the Four Nine Immortal Sect, a sect that dared to oppose the five first-rate sects! How could they dare to do anything disrespectful?

"Ahem, as a senior, I can't just believe whatever you say." An Lin cleared his throat and continued, "You have to prove to me that not only will you not die from inhaling Yang Qi, but it will also feel great!"

The two female cultivators: "…"

A certain male cultivator: "…"

An Lin was actually curious and wanted to test out the power of this legendary spell technique.

After all, he was a noble person, a pure person, a person who was free from vulgar interests.

He was doing this purely to experience the diversity of immortal spell techniques in order to establish a solid foundation for his own cultivation path.

"Senior An Lin, what you're saying is that you want us to use a spell technique that sucks away your yang energy?" The sexy female cultivator took a deep breath before asking with incredulity in her eyes.

An Lin nodded nonchalantly. He had been in the cultivation world for so long, but he had never seen a spell technique like this, so he naturally wanted to broaden his horizons.

"Er, um, do you want to leave?" An Lin turned to the male cultivator.

The male cultivator's lips twitched, and he silently turned around.

"Um … Senior." A petite female with an equally voluptuous figure made her way over with a shy and nervous expression on her face. "Are you sure you're not going to retaliate if you're going to be sucked in?"

"Come on!" An Lin spoke with a righteous expression.

The two female cultivators looked at each other before making hand seals. Immediately afterward, a pink energy rope materialized before them, dyeing the entire space pink.

An Lin blinked. "Don't you guys want to dance, wink at me, or take off your clothes or something?"

The two seductive female cultivators glared at An Lin with embarrassment and annoyance. "We're from a decent sect, and we cultivate in a proper spell technique that absorbs Yang Qi. Don't treat us like lecherous demonic women!"

An Lin didn't interject. He stood on the spot and decided to see what a proper spell technique that could absorb Yang Qi looked like.

Two pink energy ropes danced in the air before transforming into two pink spirit snakes that swept toward An Lin, instantly binding An Lin's body.

"Oh … So this is a binding play?" An Lin was quite intrigued.

The two pink spirit snakes opened their mouths to reveal sharp fangs before biting down viciously toward An Lin's arm at the same time.

"Thump … thump!"

Two crisp cracks erupted as the pink spirit snakes' fangs snapped …

"Pfff …" The two female cultivators seemed to have suffered a backlash from the energy of the spirit snake spell technique as they threw up mouthfuls of blood.

The pink energy dissipated, and the two female cultivators stared at An Lin with astonishment on their faces. "W-what's going on with your body?"

An Lin blinked with confusion. "I didn't do anything, and that's it?"

"I can't absorb it," the female cultivator replied with a pitiable expression.

Can't absorb it?

An Lin's body swayed slightly as he stared at the two seductive female cultivators with incredulity etched on his face. "Are you sure? Didn't you say you'd feel good after being hit by a spell technique? "

"Senior An Lin, your body is simply too powerful! There's really nothing we can do!" One of the female cultivators wiped the blood from the corners of her lips with despair etched on her face. "Please do us a favor and let us go!"

An Lin was also in despair. He had wanted to experience this legendary spell technique for himself, but it didn't work?

Could it be that he didn't even have the right to feel good anymore?!

"Alright, alright … You can go now!"

He waved his hands dejectedly and gave up on the thought of experiencing this spell technique in the end.

The two female cultivators immediately flew away upon hearing this, fearing that they would be caught again and forced to do some strange things to An Lin if they didn't get away quickly enough.

"Senior An Lin, thank you for your help. Otherwise, I would have been defiled by those two demonic women!" The male cultivator hurried over to express his gratitude with an elated expression.

An Lin glared at the male cultivator. "What are you thanking me for? You're wasting my time, hmph!"

He rose into the air atop his brick as he spoke and continued toward the massive mountain.

The male cultivator stared blankly at the black brick in the distance. "Why is he suddenly angry again? Are all seniors these days so weird?"

However, the male cultivator wasn't a bad person, and he was going to remember this favor and repay it when the opportunity presented itself in the future.

Even though what he was doing was insignificant in the eyes of a mighty figure like An Lin, he was still going to do it regardless.

Right at this moment, atop the gargantuan mountain, Dabai encountered the greatest crisis in his life.

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