Chapter 503: Chapter 11 Young Man, You’re Too Arrogant
Lin Yun purposely picked a quarrel, only to cover up the true purpose of his earlier action of tapping the teacup.
Speaking of this index finger, as well as the object on it, it too has quite a history.
Without this thing, Lin Yun wouldn’t have been able to start his legend of calamity wherever he went—albeit this legend had just started less than a year ago, he had wrought his havoc from south to north, from west to east, almost everywhere.
The object on the index finger was Mutual Awareness, bestowed upon Lin Yun when he went undercover into the Green Lotus Sect on behalf of the Sword Sect, not exactly a precious treasure but certainly not commonplace.
After all, it was under a contrived pretext that the Sword Sect allowed Lin Yun to leave, so they wouldn’t be so miserly over such a minor thing.
Mutual Awareness always came as a pair, capable of reacting only to its respective counterpart.
Just now, Lin Yun’s finger had reacted.
The other Mutual Awareness happened to be in the hands of Wang Wanqiu.
When she had returned to the Sword Sect, she had not had the chance to return the token before encountering Lin Yun. She suspected her master’s past incidents were linked to the Sword Sect. After a series of ordeals and a hasty departure from the mountain, she hadn’t managed to return the Mutual Awareness to the Sect.
At this moment, however, it proved to be very handy.
While his index finger was getting warm, Lin Yun quickly realized that Wang Wanqiu was trying to communicate with him.
Lin Yun promptly responded and discovered that the other Mutual Awareness was nearby.
Wang Wanqiu was tall; among the ten witches, having eliminated five of the shorter ones, Wang Wanqiu was among the remaining taller witches.
Why wouldn’t Wang Wanqiu reveal herself in person and instead used Mutual Awareness to alert him?
Lin Yun analyzed several possibilities. First, Wang Wanqiu could be plotting to seize the Oblivion Gu Worm.
Since the Oblivion Gu Worm can neutralize all other Gu, it made sense for Wang Wanqiu, who had left with the intention of finding a solution for the Azure Dragon Gu Worm, to have her sights set on the Oblivion Gu Worm.
However, if that were the reason, Lin Yun no longer needed it now; Xiao Qing was so adorable, having already been won over by him, there was no need for a resolution.
The second reason could be that Wang Wanqiu was not at liberty; considering the vacant look in the eyes of these witches, different from ordinary people, perhaps the High Priest had employed certain means.
In that case, Lin Yun and Wang Wanqiu couldn’t acknowledge each other openly, nor was it wise to demand her directly from the High Priest. With the dilemma of possibly endangering the mouse, avoiding exposing their connection to Wang Wanqiu was the best option.
Thirdly, Wang Wanqiu might have discovered some major secret, not daring to speak openly—perhaps assuming that Lin Yun and Lin Yu’s strength would not be sufficient to ensure safety.
Taking into account all these possibilities, Lin Yun merely responded to Wang Wanqiu without laying his cards on the table.
The tone of the High Priest, however, had become colder, and he tersely said, "You’re looking for tea?"
Whether it was really about tea or about finding fault depended on Lin Yun’s attitude.
The sudden change in atmosphere was unexpected even to Lin Yu; what had started as a harmonious, friendly exchange now instantly turned into a standoff.
It appeared to be because of Lin Yun’s impoliteness, but Lin Yu didn’t blame him; she knew Lin Yun was not one to act rashly without reason. His behavior must have an underlying cause.
Lin Yu silently took hold of her sword; though it remained sheathed, she nonetheless made her stance clear. Should the High Priest wish to threaten Lin Yun, he would have to contend with her first.
The tense situation came about abruptly, and there was Lin Yun, the instigator, suddenly flashing a smile and saying, "Right, this tea tastes quite nice; could the High Priest gift me some?"
The High Priest looked at Lin Yu, ready for battle, and then at the grinning Lin Yun. After hesitating for a long while, he finally relented.
"Qiuniang, go fetch a box of tea leaves,"
The tense atmosphere finally eased somewhat, and Lin Yu retracted her Sword Intent a bit, though her hand remained on the hilt of her sword, ready to draw it at any moment.
Lin Yu wasn’t too clear about the strength of the High Priest, but she was unafraid of any opponent, nor would she underestimate anyone.
Lin Yu watched as the Qiuniang in the crowd turned to leave, the sense of Mutual Awareness between them also grew more distant.
It was confirmed, Qiuniang was Wang Wanqiu!
Noticing his interest in Qiuniang, the High Priest, aware of his relationship with Lin Yu, couldn’t help but provoke, "Young Master seems quite interested in Qiuniang?"
It was clearly an attempt to stoke the fire, but of course, Lin Yu was not so easily fooled and simply pretended not to hear.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yun actually admitted it.
"Indeed, I am a bit interested. Is she a disciple of the High Priest?"
Lin Yu: "..."
Had she been too lenient with Lin Yun, allowing him to be so brazen...
The High Priest was also taken aback by Lin Yun’s bravery, and since Lin Yu had no reaction, she began to see Lin Yun in a slightly different light.
"Qiuniang is not my disciple, just a homeless child I took in and made into a witch,"
"I see, I’ve noticed the witches have a rather dull look in their eyes. Could it be that serving deities makes one’s mind numb?"
The words of Lin Yun were becoming increasingly inappropriate, yet the High Priest remained calm, containing her anger as she explained, "That’s not the case. It’s simply a Spell Gesture they practice to maintain inner peace while serving the deities. When they are resting, they’re no different from any other lively and cheerful girl."
As the High Priest spoke these words, she fully embodied benevolence, suggesting that beneath the voluminous black and white robe, there should be a kindly old grandmother. As for her small stature, perhaps it was due to age, her form becoming hunched over time.
Lin Yun was curious; she was wrapped up so tightly, not even a sliver of her eyes was visible, how could she see anything?
"I see. I would actually like to meet these witches. Would it be possible for them to take a rest a bit earlier today?"
High Priest: "..."
Young man, could you please behave yourself?
In front of your wife, openly asking to meet other women, don’t you know how to write the word ’death’?
"Aren’t you poisoned by the Yin Yang Soul Chaser Spider? Time is running out. If you’re particularly interested in our witches, why not see to your own cure first? There’s no rush."
The High Priest had been pushed by Lin Yun to change the topic. Lin Yun didn’t continue the joke and asked, "So, does the High Priest have a way to cure my poison?"
"There is indeed a method, but it’s not entirely certain. If the Oblivion Gu Worm is used, the poison can indeed be resolved, but for the Oblivion Gu Worm to function, someone must give up everything for you, offering their heart willingly without any grievances. Apart from your true love, there is unlikely to be anyone else who can do this.
Even among couples who know each other well and are in love, there are few who would be willing to go this far," she said candidly about the downside of using the Oblivion Gu Worm. If Lin Yu and Lin Yun hadn’t had that frank conversation before, now would be the time for them to fall into the typical romantic drama of him being shocked, her panicking, him getting angry, her making a fuss, and so on.
At this moment, Qiuniang, who had gone to fetch the tea leaves, also returned. She slowly placed the tea leaves down and stood blankly to the side...
