The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 231. Regret not strongly recommending

Wu Lin’s casual demeanor made Deng Yunlan very happy. She instructed her subordinates to browse around freely, but she herself did not leave. Instead, she stayed to chat with Wu Lin, inquiring about weapon prices and haggling at the same time.

As soon as Deng Yunlan mentioned haggling, Wu Lin became immediately interested. She enjoyed bargaining back and forth with customers the most.

Across from the Volcanic Pit, Xiao Yan quietly poked her head out from a window.

She had just hidden away when no one was paying attention, and now she cautiously emerged to observe the situation.

The caravan across, claiming to be from Qianyang State, instinctively gave Xiao Yan a sense of unease. The actions of this group were remarkably similar to the group she had recently interacted with—the Demon Sect.

Moreover, these people did not disperse to explore after splitting up. Instead, they moved closer to the guards of Iron Sword Mountain, as if intending to chat and inquire.

Wu Lin, who was bargaining with Deng Yunlan, also realized something was amiss.

She scanned her surroundings and noticed that there was an extra person beside each of her guards. Instantly, a sense of danger surged in her heart.

"Everyone be careful!"

With a tap of her foot, Wu Lin swiftly retreated from Deng Yunlan’s side, shouting a warning to the guards.

Her reaction was swift, but Deng Yunlan had been keeping a close eye on Wu Lin’s every move from the start.

At the instant Wu Lin moved back, Deng Yunlan pursued closely, her hands fiercely reaching out for Wu Lin.

Wu Lin immediately raised her hands to counterattack. Accompanied by the sound of clashing, they exchanged several moves in an instant.

The guards received Wu Lin’s warning too late; Deng Yunlan’s people had already made the first move. More than ten guards were taken down before they could react.

Wu Lin and Deng Yunlan continued their fierce combat. Wu Lin’s fighting style always exuded ferocity and strength, akin to a female leopard.

But Deng Yunlan was even fiercer and stronger, her punches and kicks carrying explosive force.

Both sides engaged at dizzying speeds, their fists and feet colliding in the most direct and brutal manner, the crashing sounds like a relentless storm.

If Fang Zhou were here, he would surely witness what it meant to have a real bone-crushing battle.

After a few brief exchanges, Wu Lin felt sharp pain coming from her well-tempered limbs.

The opponent’s power was greater, their speed faster, and each attack left her struggling to withstand it.

Finally, Wu Lin’s hands were knocked aside, leaving her defenseless. Deng Yunlan landed a punch on Wu Lin’s abdomen, sending her flying into the mountain wall.

Wu Lin crashed to the ground, coughing violently, with blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

The few still conscious guards from the Wu Clan saw this, shouted angrily, but were quickly subdued and knocked out.

Deng Yunlan slowly walked up to Wu Lin, chuckled lightly, and said, "Your skills aren’t bad, but not enough to kill my key subordinates. Let me ask you, who is Li Ruhua?"

Wu Lin suddenly lifted her head, glaring at Deng Yunlan: "Are you from the Demon Sect?"

Months ago, a Demon Sect member had infiltrated Iron Sword Mountain, discovered by Wu Lin, and eventually killed by a single strike from Fang Zhou. Before dying, Fang Zhou had given the name Li Ruhua as an alias.

Now, hearing Deng Yunlan mention this name, Wu Lin immediately guessed their identity.

Wu Lin sneered, "Li Ruhua is, of course, Li Ruyu’s brother."

Deng Yunlan frowned slightly. She knew Li Ruyu, the protagonist of the recent buzz in the Prophetic Treasure Book featured in the Wangyue Daily.

The Demon Sect had investigated, and it seemed Li Ruyu did not have a brother named Li Ruhua.

People had already been sent to verify on Li Ruyu’s side, just a minor matter, and Deng Yunlan had just asked casually now.

She lightly waved her hand, and a slender silver chain flew out from her sleeve, tightly binding Wu Lin.

The more than ten guards who had been knocked down were also dragged aside. Wu Lin watched this scene, fury rising in her eyes.

She was now filled with deep regret for not listening to her mother’s instructions to stay vigilant.

Wu Lin had given most of the guards a holiday to visit Taobao Mall, leaving the defenses weak. Had Iron Sword Mountain maintained its usual number of guards, there was no way these Demon Cultists could have succeeded so easily.

Regret nearly drove Wu Lin to madness. She struggled with all her might, the silver chain binding her was thinner than a pinky, yet extremely strong, unbreakable no matter how she struggled.

"Heh, don’t waste your efforts. This is the Coiling Dragon Lock of our sect. Unless you’re in the Innate Realm, you can’t possibly break free."

Deng Yunlan mocked, then ignored Wu Lin and walked toward the Dragon Fire Cave.

After a short while, she returned with a grim expression, coldly stating to Wu Lin, "Where is the key to the Dragon Fire Cave door?"

"Ha, it’s with my mother. If you dare, go ask her yourself!"

Wu Lin responded with a hearty laugh, mocking in return.

That was the fundamental reason why she had just given the guards a holiday. With the Dragon Fire Cave closed, even the Innate Realm couldn’t enter without the key.

Deng Yunlan kicked Wu Lin over, crouched down to grab her throat, and coldly said, "Then we’ll see, in the heart of the Lord of Wutie City, whether the key or his only daughter is more important."

Wu Lin was nearly unable to breathe, her words stumbled out, "Sect Master... is just... you can go... court death..."

Deng Yunlan’s expression darkened. Indeed, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Qin Yunzhu, was a point they couldn’t circumvent in the Demon Sect.

Qin Yunzhu was a True Master Golden Core, one of the five deterrent forces of the Righteous Alliance, extremely powerful in combat and still young, with potential to ascend to the Divine Soul Realm.

Unless the Demon Sect Hierarch himself came, no one dared to ignore her.

This time, the Demon Sect plotting against Iron Sword Mountain was caught in an awkward position. Usually, Iron Sword Mountain was tightly guarded with an Innate Realm watchman, leaving them no choice but to launch a major assault, as small teams couldn’t possibly succeed.

Today was Heavenly Sword Sect’s anniversary along with the trade fair, and Iron Sword Mountain’s defense was finally thin, and the in-watching Innate Realm wasn’t around.

But Qin Yunzhu and a host of bigwigs were just nearby at Taobao Mall. If they dared to make a move here, Qin Yunzhu wouldn’t need to act herself; her ally Chang Kong could come over and crush everyone.

Thus, even the Innate Realm figures from the Demon Sect dared not appear, fearing the loss of crucial combat strength due to a misstep.

Deng Yunlan’s actions were like dancing blindfold on a tightrope, with the risk of falling to her death at any moment.

Her words were merely verbal threats, yet Wu Lin saw through them at a glance.

She was frustrated, squeezing harder on Wu Lin’s throat as if...

Wu Lin was completely struggling to breathe, her face gradually turning pale, her mouth opening in futile gasps, the sparkle in her eyes slowly fading.

Even the strongest Foundation Establishment body would be certain death if the throat were strangled.

Wu Lin felt dizzy and ear-ringing, her vision a complete blur, unable to see anything clearly.

She never expected she would die this way one day, and in the place she grew up.

It’s a pity she didn’t force herself on Fang Zhou once, even if he hated her, it wouldn’t matter.