Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 151 - 150: Fellow Daoist, They Are Demons!_2

So she didn’t bother explaining further on this matter.

"Quickly, go prepare some wine and dishes for the young master," the Old Woman said.

Lin Fan chuckled, "Oh, that’s too kind. I’m troubling you two ladies. I particularly enjoy chicken soup. If there’s a chicken, I’d appreciate it if you could prepare one for me."

The Old Woman stared at Lin Fan. She had never met someone who made such straightforward requests. Fine, fine, let’s satisfy his wish. Just don’t regret it later, that’s all.

"Young master, where do you hail from, and where did you come from?" the Old Woman asked. Feigning politeness to establish rapport and lower his guard.

Lin Fan replied, "I call the four seas my home; I come from far away."

The Old Woman felt reluctant to continue chatting with him. For some reason, this person seemed odd, though she couldn’t pinpoint why.

Before long...

The two women returned, carrying wine and dishes.

"Young master, please enjoy the meal. The deep mountains don’t offer a wide selection of ingredients. Please don’t take offense," the Old Woman said. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Lin Fan said, "Not at all, not at all. These look great. No need for so much fuss."

The seductive Chun Mei lifted the wine pot, "Young master, let me pour you a drink."

"Young master, let me serve you some food," Qiu Dong leaned in close to Lin Fan, clinging to him like a shadow.

"Good, good. Let’s drink and eat together. Eating alone would be awfully dull," Lin Fan said with a laugh.

Qiu Dong’s hand rested lightly against Lin Fan’s back. Her five fingers moved deftly, nails slowly elongating—those were the claws of her true form, razor-sharp, capable of shredding even hardened steel.

The Old Woman shot Qiu Dong a warning glare, signaling her to behave. It wasn’t time to act yet. She needed to avoid premature exposure of their plan and wait until success was certain before making a move.

"How come you’re living here on Kunyu Mountain? I hear it’s crawling with demons. Aren’t you worried living here? Old Madam, you might be safe considering your... seasoned physique—demons won’t find you too tempting. But as for these two delicate young ladies, running into demons could spell disaster." Lin Fan said.

The Old Woman felt a bit mortified.

Damn it.

Who’s ’old,’ with little appeal to demons?

This brat sure knows how to talk.

Chun Mei huddled closer to Lin Fan, pretending to be scared. "Young master, I’m so frightened. If we were really caught by demons, what would they do to us?"

Lin Fan casually draped an arm over Chun Mei’s shoulder and said, "Oh, they’d strip you entirely bare, mercilessly ravage you, then scrub your skin off with iron brushes. After that, they’d toss you into a pot and boil you alive. If you’re lucky, you might end up imprisoned to bear demon offspring. One wouldn’t be enough—at least dozens. And when you grow old, they’d still cook and eat you."

Chun Mei listened to him and muttered internally.

This human, though not a demon, seems uncomfortably knowledgeable about them.

Reflecting on his grisly descriptions, they found his words strangely plausible.

"Come now, let’s talk of wind and moon, not these dreary things. Drink!" Lin Fan urged them all to join in.

The Old Woman said, "Young master, I’m too old to handle drinks. I’ll leave it to my daughters to accompany you."

"So you’re refusing me, huh? If that’s the case, I might as well leave—this is far too dull," Lin Fan remarked, sensing tensions nearing a breaking point.

Unexpectedly, the Old Woman didn’t grow angry but instead agreed, raising her glass. "If that’s what you wish, I can only sacrifice myself alongside you. Hope my old bones can hold up."

She kept her composure, still uncertain whether Lin Fan was a cultivator. If he possessed great power, their plans might backfire.

Besides, the wine was tainted.

For them, it posed no risk. But for a human, it was deadly—capable of paralyzing them, rendering them helpless, and leaving them at the mercy of the trio to do as they pleased.

"Come, cheers!"

Lin Fan embraced his role as the Party God and took on all three of them. After all, rare were the chances to freeload; he had to make the most of it, especially since they hadn’t outright confronted him.

Pretending along with them wasn’t half bad, was it?

After some time...

Qiu Dong grew visibly tipsy, "Young master, I can’t keep drinking... I really can’t."

Lin Fan glanced at her. Her demeanor said it all.

The annotations explained everything:

Annotation: Why is eldest sister better than me? I refuse to accept it.

"Ah, if that’s the case, then it’s fine. Chun Mei does have quite the tolerance, so it makes sense you struggle to keep pace with her," Lin Fan replied.

Qiu Dong seemed provoked, downing her glass and saying, "I can manage, young master. I’ll keep drinking with you."

Chun Mei shot Qiu Dong a knowing smirk.

Annotation: Competing with me on everything? You really think you can win?

"Young master, I’ll drink with you as well," Chun Mei said.

She nestled herself even closer to Lin Fan, practically curling into his lap.

As for the unfolding scenario, Lin Fan remained indifferent, ready to deal with whatever came his way. Let them play their games; he didn’t mind.

Gradually...

As time went on...

The atmosphere seemed increasingly off-kilter.

The Old Woman also noticed the shift. What was with her daughters? They appeared genuinely on the verge of giving themselves away.

Annotation: Human cultivators are so gullible. As long as they don’t sense demonic energy, they let their guard down.

"Ahem, young master, the hour grows late. How about letting my two daughters accompany you to rest then?" the Old Woman proposed.

Lin Fan waved her off, "No rush. There are still a few barrels of wine left. We’ll finish those first, then decide."