Chapter Thirty-Four: Traitor?

  "Ah!"

  A faint sound, the butcher's ferocious figure froze as he was about to swing down his nine-ring knife. His body suddenly became powerless, his bulging veins filled with strength in both arms suddenly turned limp, his eyes became dull and he fell powerlessly to the ground.

  However, due to the strong inertial force, although the speed had slowed down a lot, the Nine-Ringed Knife that had left Butcher's hands still slashed towards Xia Lin, and at this time, Xia Lin was completely powerless to resist.

  "Right!"

  A metallic ringing sound, Sun Zhong finally arrived in time and knocked the Jiuhuan knife to one side.

  A battle finally came to an end.

  "Master, are you alright?" Sun Zhong helped Xia Lin up and immediately pulled out a piece of cloth from his body to bandage the wound on Xia Lin's left shoulder, then said anxiously.

  "Hmm..."

  Xia Lin covered her left shoulder, which was constantly oozing out fresh blood. Sun Zhong had just finished bandaging it, but it was already stained red with blood.

  "I'm fine." Xia Lin gasped for breath, "Mother... this Butcher guy actually reached the threshold of the Vortex Realm, that kind of power... is absolutely beyond imagination. This time, I was too careless."

  Sun Zhong shook his head, glanced at the butcher's corpse and said with a hint of hatred: "Young master, no matter how strong he was, you still managed to take him down! Ha! What good is it to have reached the threshold of the Air Realm?"

  "It's also, haha." Xia Lin smiled with a pout, but accidentally pulled on the wound: "Ah——"

  Sun Zhong was about to take him aside to rest when Xia Lin stopped him.

  "Wait a minute..." Xia Lin said with some difficulty, pointing at the butcher and saying: "First get rid of this guy, the effects of the Misty Dream Powder on him are unknown, it's better to just kill him first."

  "Alright." Sun Zhong nodded and with a swift motion of his knife, beheaded the butcher!

  As the butcher's head rolled down, Xia Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief. This time he could rest assured. The disciples of Heifeng Gang from afar also rushed over, looking at him with concern.

  "Relax, it's just a minor injury."

  By the side of the passage, where they came out, Xia Lin saw that Lv Er and others had finally come out from inside, instantly revealing a smiling face. The mountain bandits were dead, everyone was rescued, and this battle, he had won after all.

  His mind relaxed and his body, which had been sustained by his unyielding willpower all along, finally gave out. He felt a daze in front of him before weakly falling over.

  Faintly, as if still hearing Lu'er's worried voice.

  Young Master!

  ……

  A hard battle finally came to an end, and the sky gradually started drizzling with a light rain. These two days were destined to have bad weather.

  When Xia Lin woke up from his daze, he found that it was already very late. The dark and gloomy night sky, the small rain kept falling. In the room with a yellowish light, the oil lamp was lit, but because the room was relatively large, it didn't seem so bright after all. He was lying on the bed at this time, the wounds on his body had been re-bandaged, and Lü'er was resting by the bedside.

  "Hmm..."

  Summer arrived with a muffled hum, slowly getting up and leaning against the wall.

  "Really?"

  Lu'er reacted quickly and woke up as soon as she heard Xia Lin's voice. She said excitedly: "Young master, you're awake."

  "En." Xia Lin nodded, looking at the bandaged wound on his left shoulder, and smiled slightly: "Lu'er, did you do this?"

  "En." Lü'er nodded.

  "Hmph." Xia Lin smiled wryly, "You really bring everything with you, don't you?"

  "Still," Green said with some worry, "This time... why are you so desperate? It's making people worried to death. This mountain stronghold trial, if you don't participate, it's fine."

  Xia Lin smiled and said: "Girl, sometimes people have to pursue something. For the sake of their goals, they must not mind hardship! Only in this way will they not regret it in the future."

  Lu'er nodded slightly as if she understood and didn't understand: "My pursuit is just taking care of Young Master."

  Xia Lin somewhat doted on her and wanted to touch her head, but ended up pulling the wound again, gritting his teeth, and making Lü'er secretly smile, "Let you bully Lü'er."

  Helplessly shaking his head, Xia Lin looked up and around, still only able to see inside the room, unable to see the scenery outside, he then asked: "Have we returned to Xiaoshan Village yet?"

  Lu'er shook her head: "No, this is a small mountain village."

  "Little Mountain Stronghold?"

  "Fortunately, young master was injured and it's raining too, so let's head back this way to take shelter from the rain." Lu'er said slowly.

  "What about Da Zhuang?" Xia Lin asked.

  "They went back." Lü'er said with a smile, "After being rescued, they just went back. They didn't care about the rain at all and directly let Da Zhuang take them back."

  These people haven't been home for years, being imprisoned in the small mountain village for so long. At this time, they naturally want to go back very much. Letting them stay in the small mountain village would probably be a nightmare, and they wouldn't be able to sleep at all.

  "Alright."

  Xia nodded slightly to show her understanding, and was about to say something when she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her head.

  "Master, you should rest well, you lost too much blood earlier."

  "And you?"

  "I'll just lie down here." Lü'er raised her head and smiled mischievously.

  Xia Lin leaned his body slightly inward and then said to Lü Er: "Alright, you come up too."

  "Huh?"

  Lu'er was taken aback, then hastily shook her head: "No."

  At this time, Xia Lin was bandaging his wound, with his upper body completely exposed, wearing only a thin pair of pants. Lu'er couldn't help but blush at the sight, and certainly didn't dare to sleep next to him.

  "Really can't come up?" Xia Lin laughed and said.

  "I won't go up." Lu'er's attitude was very firm.

  "Then I'll go down." Xia Lin furrowed her brow and made a move as if she was about to get out of bed and head downstairs.

  "Oh no, young master..." Green hurried over to support him and said: "Alright, young master, I'll go up."

  Lu'er helplessly finished speaking, walked to the front of the door, closed the house door, as if doing something shameful.

  Then she tiptoed to the bedside, her little face flushed, seemingly thinking of the situation last time, just about to get on like this, only to find that there was some mud on her skirt.

  Hesitated for half a day, finally still gritted teeth, took off the long skirt.

  The white nightgown wrapped around a delicate and spotless body, and in an instant, she hastily slipped under the covers.

  Xia Lin looked at her flustered appearance and couldn't help but find it quite amusing.

  Lying flat on the bed, Xia Lin pulled Green over with her right hand and leaned against herself.

  "Ah——"

  Skin-to-skin contact, the scorching feeling made Green jump in fright, her whole body trembling, she didn't dare move.

  His right hand held Green Ring in his arms, Xia Lin's mouth corner slightly smiled, Wen Yu in his bosom, rarely without any evil thoughts, quietly closed his eyes.

  The tension and fatigue of the day gradually rose to their minds, and the two slowly fell into a dreamland.

  The next day, when Xia Lin opened her eyes, the sun was already overhead, and a pungent fragrance wafted in, echoing within the room.

  "Hmm."

  Xia Lin suddenly woke up and got out of bed. Only then did she realize that Lü Er had already cooked dinner and was waiting for her nearby.

  "Come on, young master, dinner is ready."

  Lu'er saw that he had woken up and brought over a bowl of soup, gently scooping out a spoonful before placing it at Xia Lin's lips.

  Xia Lin took a light sip, "Chicken soup?"

  Lu'er smiled and said, "I found it behind the small mountain village. Young master was injured, drinking some chicken soup can help supplement his body."

  "Alright."

  Xia nodded and let Lü'er feed her mouthful by mouthful until she finished.

  Just then, there was a knock at the door.

  "Bang! Bang!"

  "Who?" Xia Lin raised an eyebrow.

  "It's me, young master." Sun Zhong's voice came from outside the door.

  "Come in." Xia Lin said calmly.

  Lu'er heard this and put away the things she had eaten, quietly retreating out of the room.

  "Master." Sun Zhong stepped forward and bowed.

  Summer waved his right hand, "No need to be so polite, what's up?"

  "En." Sun Zhong nodded solemnly and said, "Yesterday's rain was very heavy and didn't stop until early this morning. After the rain stopped, Miss Lü wanted to cook chicken soup for Young Master, but she couldn't bring herself to do it, so she called the servants to go to the backyard and kill two chickens. However, just then, we saw something that we shouldn't have seen."

  Xia Lin quietly listened, knowing that Sun Zhong's words were far from over.

  "There is a Black Wind Fortress disciple who actually used carrier pigeons to send messages outside!" Sun Zhong said with some indignation, "Young Master treated them so well, yet there are still people betraying him! It's simply unforgivable."

  "It's not betrayal."

  "Huh?" Sun Zhong was taken aback.

  "If I'm not mistaken, it should be Xia Cheng who sent someone to ambush me. Although on the surface he seems to be ignoring me, but I can see his fear. Clearly this is a trial in our own sect's mountain stronghold, and yet instead of properly improving his strength, he secretly sends people to lie in wait - only he would do something like that." Xia Lin coldly laughed.

  Xia Lin looked at Sun Zhong and asked: "How did you handle it?"

  Sun Zhong took out a note from behind his back and handed it to Xia Lin: "No action has been taken, the matter is of great importance, and can only be dealt with after you wake up. I just sent someone to intercept the carrier pigeon, and that disciple did not make any move."

  "Alright."

  Xia Lin smiled slightly and took over the note, opening it to reveal a line of ordinary ink marks.

  Young Master's strength is terrifying, the butcher of the 9th layer of refinement was killed by Young Master with one palm, and may possess some mysterious martial skills. Young Master spares no expense to enhance his subordinates' strength, and the disciples of Black Wind Fortress make rapid progress, not advisable to force a confrontation. Additionally: The resources obtained from robbery do not need to be reserved, directly use them to enhance the subordinates' strength.

  "Ah, it seems this subordinate of mine still has some literary flair." Xia Lin said sarcastically.

  Sun Zhong's face turned red with sweat, he didn't dare speak up, and all along thought it was his own fault.

  Xia Lin glanced at him and smiled slightly: "You don't have to blame yourself, this isn't your problem. All along the way, he probably didn't have a chance to pass on the message, it's clear that he was very cautious, and this is the first time, coincidentally discovered by Lü Er. Since that's the case, why not make good use of it?"