Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 1602: Chapter 1599: Tell Me Now, Who Taught You? (First Update)

Before she hit the ground, Lu Yinxi had already turned into a streak of light, frantically fleeing away.

She was a very smart person.

In fact, anyone who could survive in Lost Paradise was no fool.

This white-clad boy who suddenly appeared was clearly not an ordinary person. Just a casual wave could send her flying, showing his extraordinary strength.

Along with the desperate struggle of Luo Lanting, Lu Yinxi immediately concluded that her ambush had completely failed.

It was futile.

At this thought, she abandoned her target without hesitation and turned to flee.

Xue An didn’t pursue.

He didn’t bother with such insignificant figures.

A glimmer flashed in his eyes, and a Divine Sense silently attached itself to the frantically escaping Lu Yinxi.

Then he turned his head with interest to observe Luo Lanting in front of him.

Luo Lanting was nearly unconscious but couldn’t help being startled by the sudden situation. She bit her tongue hard to keep herself awake.

"Who are you?" Luo Lanting asked in a deep voice.

Xue An smiled slightly, "Who I am doesn’t matter, the key is, who taught you this?"

As he spoke, Xue An extended his hand, and a slowly blooming Flower of Extreme Evil appeared in his palm.

Luo Lanting was shaken, looking incredulously at the Flower of Extreme Evil blooming in Xue An’s hand, "How is this possible? How can you possess the Flower of Extreme Evil?"

Xue An chuckled, "Is it... difficult?"

While speaking, another Flower of Extreme Evil slowly bloomed.

Luo Lanting’s expression became increasingly grave.

Xue An said calmly, "Tell me, who taught you this?"

"Why should I tell you?" Luo Lanting stepped back slowly, holding her long sword with both hands, and said with a face full of caution.

"Let’s do it!"

Xue An was slightly stunned, then realized, looking amusedly at Luo Lanting who seemed ready for battle.

"You seem to misunderstand, I mean no harm! In fact, I’m quite good friends with the person who taught you this ability, but as far as I know, he no longer takes disciples, so I’m curious how you learned this? And why is it... so weak?"

After hearing Xue An’s explanation, Luo Lanting was still somewhat suspicious but said cautiously, "How do I know you’re not with those Xing Luodao lot?"

Xue An was slightly startled, "Xing Luodao? Are you referring to the person who just escaped?"

"Of course!"

"Very well, since you doubt me, I’ll prove it to you!"

Saying so, Xue An slowly raised his hand, releasing a powerful Divine Sense, instantly connecting with the Divine Sense he had previously planted on Lu Yinxi.

Immediately, Xue An clenched his hand and called out softly.

"Come back!"

Upon hearing the order, Lu Yinxi, who had fled over a hundred miles away, suddenly felt a tightness all over her body, and she froze in mid-air.

What’s happening?

This thought had just risen in Lu Yinxi’s mind.

A massive force pulled from behind her, dragging her swiftly back.

"No! What’s going on? This is impossible!" Lu Yinxi screamed in terror, her voice drowned out by the heavy rain.

In an instant, she was forcibly dragged back.

Upon seeing the smiling white-clad boy once more, Lu Yinxi felt as if she’d been struck by lightning, her hair standing on end. noveldrama

"S-Sir, spare me!"

Lu Yinxi surrendered without hesitation and begged for mercy.

Because Xue An’s display of power had already exceeded her imagination.

She had evidently fled over a hundred miles, only to be pulled back in a single breath.

How powerful must one’s Cultivation Level be to achieve this?

Upon hearing this, Xue An merely smiled faintly and then looked at Luo Lanting.

"You said I’m with her, so what do you say now?"

Luo Lanting was equally stunned.

She hadn’t expected it could happen this way.

Combining Xue An’s previous words, she gradually believed him, a look of respect appearing in her eyes.

"Sir, I’m sorry, I was overthinking it earlier!"

Xue An smiled upon hearing this, then turned to the terrified Lu Yinxi, "Alright, you can go now!"

With that, Xue An released his hold on Lu Yinxi.

Feeling she had truly regained her freedom, Lu Yinxi was almost in tears.

What the hell was this about?

She had been fleeing just fine, only to be dragged back suddenly.

Then after a few words, she was sent away again.

This is way too terrifying!

"Hmm? Don’t want to leave?"

"Ah, no, no! I’m leaving now, leaving right now!" Lu Yinxi trembled in fear, replying repeatedly, then fled like a rat with its tail between its legs.

As she ran, she prayed silently in her heart.

Star Lord, please let me never encounter that white-clad boy again! That guy’s clearly a madman!

Soon, Lu Yinxi had vanished from sight.

Then, Xue An looked once more at Luo Lanting.

"Now, can you tell me who taught you the Flower of Extreme Evil?"

Luo Lanting’s face turned somber, and she slowly lowered her head, "Sir, actually... I learned the Flower of Extreme Evil from my brother!"

"Your brother?"

"Yes!" Luo Lanting nodded heavily.

"No wonder your Flower of Extreme Evil is so weak. So, where is your brother now?" Xue An asked with interest.

"He’s...," Luo Lanting gave a sorrowful smile, "already dead!"

Moments later.

Under the great tree.

Xue An stood before the grave marker, quietly gazing at the small mound.

The Flower of Extreme Evil that Luo Lanting had placed on the marker had already withered, making the grave seem so ordinary.

It’s hard to imagine this is the grave of Luo Canyang, who fought alone against all forces and heroically died.

After a long time, Xue An withdrew his gaze, sighing softly, "So, he really was his True Disciple! But why is this?"

"Knowing your temperament, if your own disciple was killed, you wouldn’t let it go easily, yet you never reacted this time. Also, under normal circumstances, your disciple shouldn’t appear in such a low-level city, so...,"

"What exactly happened during my absence?"

Xue An muttered to himself.

Luo Lanting, standing not far behind, didn’t hear these words.

She merely looked sadly at her brother’s grave, her memory drifting back to that rainy night years ago.

That battle, where her brother fought alone against several major forces, and after slaying eight great leaders, finally died from exhaustion.

Those scenes were etched into Luo Lanting’s bones, never to be forgotten.