Super War God in the City-Chapter 514 - . Irreconcilable Differences

Xi Xue's face immediately turned bright red with embarrassment, and she almost bit her lips until they bled.

However, her body was covered with scars, and even she dared not look at herself. If she were to truly appear in front of Young Master Ling, it should be when she was at her best.

Now, her appearance instead made her feel somewhat inferior.

Official Ling, standing to the side, also felt somewhat awkward. After all, she was still a virgin - if he were to see her fully, how could she face others in the future!

"Well, Yao Yue, let me teach you. I'll mix the medicine, and you apply it!" Ling Fan scratched his head and said.

Indeed, upon hearing this, Xi Xue felt a slight disappointment and a touch of sadness.

"Alas, in such a condition, even I can't bear to look, let alone Young Master Ling. It's better not to be seen!" Xi Xue sighed softly in her heart.

As a woman, Yao Yue could naturally sense Xi Xue's emotions and thoughts sensitively.

However, it was probably very difficult for a man to understand this. If Ling Fan did not personally apply the ointment today, it would definitely leave a small knot in Xi Xue's heart in the future!

"Stop the nonsense. I can't do it. The healer has a benevolent heart. Are you despising Xiao Xue!" Yao Yue bluntly threw a big accusation.

Official Ling was at a loss for words for a moment, feeling utterly speechless. Being a gentleman was damnably hard!

Holy Princess, watching in the Sea of Consciousness, found it funny but said nothing.

Ling Fan, without any hesitation, began to prepare and mix the medicine, finally creating a black ointment, while instructing Yao Yue, "Help her take off her clothes, and remove the original bandages!"

Afterward, Official Ling began to apply the ointment on Xi Xue, his expression extremely focused and careful, as if he were caring for a baby.

Xi Xue did not feel any pain. At the site of the skin wound, there was a cool, tingling sensation. Seeing Ling Fan's attentive care, a strange sense of happiness and longing arose in Xi Xue's heart.

Suddenly, she envied her master, as well as those women who were close to Ling Fan.

After struggling for half an Hour, he finally finished applying the ointment over all the wounds on Xi Xue.

Ling Fan breathed a sigh of relief, "Damn, Tang Anqi was too cruel. Don't worry, I'll catch her sooner or later and avenge you. Rest well, I assure you, there won't be a single scar left!"

"Thank you, Young Master Ling!" Xi Xue said, grateful yet somewhat shy.

"All right, you rest now. It's time to apply ointment on your sister!" Yao Yue advised.

"Yes!" Xi Xue obediently nodded.

She had just learned about her sister's condition from Yao Yue, and as long as she was alright, Xi Xue was relieved.

At this moment, downstairs, in the room, Tang Caiyan was on tenterhooks, restless, and anxious, waiting endlessly for Ling Fan, the ordeal was excruciating!

Now, Official Ling had already made his way to Xi Yao's room. Fortunately, Xi Yao had not yet woken up, making it less awkward.

Ling Fan checked her body and found no serious problems apart from some external injuries. It also took him half an Hour before he finished the task.

"You've worked hard. I have to watch over these two, just in case something happens, I'm not quite at ease, I won't be able to attend you tonight!" Yao Yue said somberly.

Ling Fan initially had no ulterior thoughts, but Yao Yue's manner made him slightly agitated.

"By the way, that beauty downstairs is not bad, you could consider it. Even if something happened, she definitely wouldn't ask you to take responsibility!" Yao Yue chuckled deviously, and pushed Ling Fan out of the room.

Ling Fan stood outside the door speechlessly for a while, glanced downstairs, and helplessly entered the empty room next door.

"Kid, with so many women around you, why pretend to be pure? That gorgeous woman has been waiting for you in the room all this time!" the Holy Princess's voice emerged inappropriately.

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"Cough cough, sister, can you please not make trouble!" Ling Fan rolled his eyes and collapsed onto the bed.

"Who is making trouble? Am I even wrong? Go and see for yourself if you don't believe me!" the Holy Princess teased.

For some reason, she particularly enjoyed inciting Official Ling in such matters; probably because of the resentment accumulated toward this faithless man over the past ten thousand years!

Ling Fan kept quiet, but he stealthily released his Divine Sense to observe, and indeed, it was just as expected!

He quickly withdrew his Divine Sense and entered a state of meditative repose, eyes on the nose, nose on the heart.

After teasing him a couple more times, the Holy Princess saw that he was silent and, feeling bored, did not bother Ling Fan any longer.

Downstairs, Tang Caiyan agonized until late into the night and finally dozed off leaning on a pillow.

The next morning, news about Ling Fan, the Tang Family, and Nine Dragons Mountain swept through Xiangjiang, causing tremors at the mountain's base.

Early in the morning, in front of Nine Dragons Mountain, there was a sea of people.

"President Shao, you're here too?" A portly middle-aged man waved at a tall, thin man from afar.

This guy was involved in the textile business in Xiangjiang, belonging to a second-tier family outside the four major families.

"Heh, it's President Liu, how could I not come? Today, anyone who's anyone in Xiangjiang has almost arrived. With such a big commotion, no one would want to miss it!" the tall, thin man replied with a light laugh, his expression holding a touch of solemnity.

This guy was from the Shao Group, ranking just below the four big families in Xiangjiang. If ranked, the Shao Family could be considered on par with the four big families, collectively the top five families.

However, the Shao Family preferred to keep a lower profile.

"President Shao, I heard that both the old master of the Tang Family and the contemporary family head, Tang Hongyi, passed away yesterday, and the remaining members have now pledged allegiance to this Ling Fan from inland. Not sure if it's true, though!" the fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Climbing such a high mountain was really challenging for him; generally, when he's on the bed, he prefers to stay still below!

"Heh, not only that—the direct disciple of Yong Xinghua and Master Huangfu from the Yin Ghost Sect was also killed," the tall thin man said with a bitter smile.

"Good heavens, I heard the same and thought it was just a rumor. I specifically came today to see the truth for myself. Who exactly is this kid, challenging all of Xiangjiang like this?" the fat man muttered in surprise.

"Just watch, today Nine Dragons Mountain will open its gates widely, and by noon, we should see the outcome!" the tall thin man said, then continued walking towards the middle of the mountain.

"Hey, President Shao, wait for me, let's go together…" the fat man hurriedly followed.

At this moment, the bustling crowd around was gathered in groups of three to five, whispering and discussing the news they had just received the day before—there were expressions of astonishment, disbelief, eager anticipation, and shared hostility, all varying responses.

Then, in the crowd near the middle of the mountainside, a woman in a light-colored gauze dress stood inconspicuously behind under the shade of a tree, wearing a coolie hat, light-colored sunglasses, and her face covered with a silk scarf.

It was the missing Tang Anqi; she had already heard about the tragedy of the Tang family—Takako Junta was dead, all the ninjas were dead, except for the one who had been by her side, protecting her as they left.

Her father was dead, her grandfather was dead, and even Cao Letian and Qin He had been killed, and her second and third uncles had also pledged allegiance to save their lives.

Today, that Ling Fan, whom she could not coexist with in life or death, had further vowed to flatten the Nine Dragons Palace.

"I want to watch you fall on this Nine Dragons Mountain myself, to comfort my father's spirit in heaven!" Tang Anqi's eyes, hidden behind her sunglasses, brimmed with intense hatred.