Ling Yun clenched his fists tightly.
At the same time, he felt extremely embarrassed. His anger was like adding oil to a raging fire.
"This bastard is definitely doing this on purpose!"
"Why does Ye Hanshuang and Ling Tian have it, but I, Ling Yun, don't? We are all mid-level Martial Emperors, and we all meet the requirements to take the Golden Soul Refining Pill. Why is he deliberately leaving me out?! "
"That is a fifth-grade Emperor-ranked Golden Soul Refining Pill. If I can take it, my spiritual cultivation will definitely increase by another level!"
Ling Yun's anger surged as he glared at Yang Fan.
He knew that this detestable brat was definitely taking revenge for the mocking words he had said to him earlier.
Especially after Yang Fan said that he was very vengeful, Ling Yun was even more certain that Yang Fan, who was not magnanimous at all, had most likely recorded his name in his little notebook.
Ever since he became an Emperor-ranked martial artist, no one had ever dared to be so rude to him. This Yang Fan deserved to die!
Wu Dao glanced at the disciple beside him.
He could clearly feel that Ling Yun's aura was abnormal, and the trace of ruthlessness in his eyes could not be concealed.
"Why didn't you give it to Ling Yun?"
Wu Dao suddenly asked Yang Fan.
Everyone present was stunned. Everyone was shocked by Yang Fan's generosity. For a moment, they did not understand what Wu Dao meant.
Yang Fan had been paying attention to the changes in Ling Yun's expression. Naturally, he understood the meaning of Wu Dao's words. Facing Wu Dao's question, Yang Fan smiled faintly. "Senior Yang Fan, don't you know very well in your heart? Why do you ask when you already know the answer?"
"Moreover." As he spoke, the smile on Yang Fan's face disappeared. He said indifferently, "I can give my own things to whoever I want. That is my freedom, isn't it?"
The atmosphere instantly became somewhat hostile.
Everyone present was smart. They quickly understood the meaning behind the conversation between Wu Dao and Yang Fan. Their gazes involuntarily fell on Ling Yun.
Ling Yun's tender face was flushed red, and the anger and hostility in her eyes surged.
"Just because I mocked you a little just now, you're so narrow-minded that you're purposely using such a low-class method to embarrass me?"
In the face of Ling Yun's questioning, Yang Fan wasn't as friendly as he was when he was talking to Wu Dao. His face darkened and his gaze turned cold.
"As I said earlier, I, Yang Fan, have never been a magnanimous person. I am very vengeful. Anyone who has offended me will enter my blacklist."
"However, you don't have the qualifications to enter my blacklist. For Old Wu's sake, I won't bicker with you."
"However, my elixirs have always been refined for my own people. I can't do things like giving money to my enemies!"
When the words "giving money to your enemies" came out, Wu Dao and Ling Yun's eyes had a strange change.
Ye Hanshuang looked at Yang Fan speechlessly. She softly advised, "Student Yang Fan, Martial Niece Ling Yun only made a slip of the tongue. Your excuse of giving money to your enemies is a little too much. We're all on the same side. There's no need to make such a big fuss. "
On one side was her student, and on the other side was her martial niece. It wasn't worth it to make such a situation where they didn't interact with each other for the rest of their lives.
Even if you're narrow-minded, there has to be a limit.
If you become enemies with someone just because of a word, then your bottom line is too low. How will you get along with others in the future?
"It's not just a slip of the tongue. This student isn't that narrow-minded."
Yang Fan softly explained to Ye Hanshuang, "It's just that this student has always believed in one thing. That is, those who are not of the same race as me are bound to have a different heart. Monsters and beasts are just like livestock. No matter what form they take, they all deserve to die!"
"Senior Wu Dao, what do you think?"
Yang Fan looked at Wu Dao and softly asked.
Wu Dao smacked his lips and looked deeply at Yang Fan, "So you've already seen through it!"
"Before coming to the capital, this old man heard some rumors that you can see through the disguise of the mutants at a glance and reveal the true form of the mutants hidden among the humans."
"At first, I didn't believe it. But now, I have no choice but to believe it."
"As expected of an Emperor-level necromancer. Your soul's perception is even sharper than many half-step emperors."
As he spoke, Wu Dao subconsciously glanced at Gu Zeyan and Liu Silong. The two old men were so angry that they stomped their feet. This old thing, what's with that look? Who's he looking down on?
But at this time, even the slowest person could tell that something was wrong with Ling Yun.
Those who are not of the same race as me are bound to have a different heart. This was not a good saying. If there was no evidence, Yang Fan would not have said it.
"Master, what do you mean?"
Ling Tian looked at his master in disbelief. His master actually agreed with Yang Fan's words. Didn't that mean that there was something wrong with Ling Yun?
"Master, you must be mistaken. Ling Yun is my younger brother. We grew up together and were apprenticed together. You watched and taught him as he grew up. How could he be a mutant?"
"That's impossible!"
Ling Tian refused to believe it.
This was his twin brother who grew up with him. Even though they only looked eighty percent alike, their bloodline could not be faked.
They were all genuine humans, pure-blooded!
"His bloodline is not fake. His body is also human. There is no inner core in his lower abdomen. We can rule out the possibility of him being a mutant."
Gu Zeyan's divine sense scanned Ling Yun's body. "So now, the only possibility is that he has been possessed by a demon spirit!"
Gu Zeyan's expression turned ugly when he thought of the conversation between Wu Dao and Yang Fan.
"Old Wu, what the hell are you doing? You took in a mutant as your disciple?"
"Possessed by a demon spirit?!" Ling Tian's face was full of shock as he looked at Wu Dao and Ling Yun in disbelief. "Master, little brother, is this true?"
"Hurry up and tell me that this is all Yang Fan's nonsense. Ling Yun is my brother. He can't be a mutant possessed by a demon spirit!"
Ling Tian's body turned cold. His hands and feet began to tremble.
Even though he kept begging and questioning, he seemed to already know the answer from Wu Dao and Ling Yun's faces.
Ling Yun ignored Ling Tian's questioning. He took two steps back cautiously. First, he stared at Yang Fan with extreme hatred. Then, he looked up at Wu Dao. "Master, so you already knew that I wasn't a pure human?"
"But why didn't you kill me with one blow? Instead, you were so happy to bring Ling Tian and me back to the sect? What are you plotting? "
As a possessed demon spirit, Ling Yun had his own memories since he was a baby.
He remembered very clearly that when Wu Dao found the two of them, he didn't show any abnormalities. All these years, Wu Dao taught them with great care. He treated them equally and didn't hide anything.
If Wu Dao really knew that Ling Yun was a mutant, then why did he still do this? Wasn't he afraid that Ling Yun would turn against the Human Federation and return to the demon race?
Ling Yun opened his mouth.
Ling Tian's legs went soft. His face instantly turned pale. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. He almost collapsed on the ground.
The shock he received today was a little too great.
He had never expected that his younger brother was not his younger brother. His real younger brother had been killed by his current younger brother the moment he was born.
What was even more ridiculous was that he grew up with this murderer. They were like brothers, loved each other, and had a brotherly relationship for eighty-eight years.
Ling Tian's blood pressure began to rise. The anger in his chest was also accumulating and boiling.
Beside him, Ye Hanshuang also stared at Ling Yun in extreme shock. Her mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were filled with horror.
Before this, she would never have thought that Ling Yun, who was more talented and stronger than her, would be possessed by a demon spirit from a young age. He was a mutant!
How was this possible?
Even if Senior Martial Brother Wu Dao didn't notice it, how could Master not notice it?
How could they allow such a mutant to stay in their sect? How could they even nurture him all the way to Level Six Spirit Emperor?
Wu Dao looked at Ling Yun calmly. Sensing the rising aura from his body, Wu Dao's face was filled with nervousness and wariness. He said softly, "What's wrong, Ling Yun? Don't tell me you want to fight with me?"
Ling Yun's body trembled. He nervously took another step back.
What kind of joke was this? He knew how powerful his Master was. Previously, when he was poisoned, Ling Yun could kill him with a single finger. Now that the poison was gone, his strength was at its peak.
"Disciple doesn't dare!"
Ling Yun finally let down his guard. He knew that in front of Wu Dao, he had no chance to resist or escape.
Now, he slightly understood why Wu Dao would order Ling Tian to do everything during these 88 years, and Wu Dao had intentionally kept him by Ling Tian's side without leaving his side at all.
It turned out that from the beginning to the end, he was under Wu Dao's surveillance and vigilance.
"Master only has one question." Wu Dao said indifferently, "Just now, when Yang Fan was treating me and detoxifying me, I clearly let down all my guard. It was the best time for you to assassinate me. Why didn't you do it?"
"Your aptitude is better than Ling Tian's, and your cultivation is also higher than Ling Tian's. If you really wanted to do it, neither Ling Tian nor your Junior Master could stop you. Why didn't you do it?"
Ling Yun's body trembled.
Damn it.
It was all a trick!
Looking at Wu Dao's current state, if he really hadn't resisted the urge to assassinate just now, he would probably have become an ice-cold corpse by now.
"Actually, I'm also very curious."
At this moment, Yang Fan interrupted and asked Ling Yun, "What's the matter?
"Even if you and Senior Wu have a deep relationship, it's understandable that you didn't want to kill him. What about me? I'm the only emperor level doctor in the Human Clan Federation. Countless Demon Clan leaders want to take my life. "
"Just now, at such a close distance, with such a good opportunity, why didn't you kill me directly, Hu Zifang?!"
The mention of Hu Zifang shocked Ling Yun, and he turned to look at Yang Fan in disbelief.
The name Hu Zifang was given to him by his Demon Clan parents when he was still in the Demon Clan. In the eighty-eight years that he had been in the Human Clan, he had never mentioned it to anyone.
This Yang Fan, how did he know?!
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