The Ancestor of our Sect Isn’t Acting like an Elder

Chapter 269.2 – Cang Lin’s Real Intentions

Jia Lan is a pure person. Not only is her nature pure, but also her display is quite pure. Unlike some hypocrites, she doesn’t hide her character.

From a certain perspective, Xue Qilin admires Jia Lan for being able to express her nature so frankly and completely ignoring the views of others.

However, this does not mean that she can accept the special feelings that Jia Lan showers her with. She feels that the other party just takes her as a toy to alleviate boredom. No matter what, she cannot accept such feelings.

Yes, how could it be accepted? Xue Qilin is steadfast.

“Ah!”

Jia Lan, who thought of something, covered her mouth and made a soft sound.

“Cang Lin, we can do it like this. Xue Qilin belongs to me and the other one belongs to you. I won’t care how you play with her, while you won’t care what I do with Xue Qilin…”

Jia Lan smiled, clapped her hands, and asked in a tone full of expectation, “What do you think?”

Being treated as an object, Xue Qilin frowned in disgust. Perhaps the biggest reason why she fundamentally dislikes Jia Lan is the fact that the Vajrayana’s Grandmaster never treats others as “people”.

In Jia Lan’s eyes, the lives of others are dispensable.

However, it seems that she is not alone like this. Cang Lin is the same.

“Fine.”

Cang Lin quickly nodded her head.

Perhaps all Grandmasters regard others as mere goods.

“He, what do you think of this old one? Some goods?”

Having reached the end of her patience, Bei Xiaolu pointed to Cang Lin and scolded, “Screw you! It was that dog — no, wolf who provoked me first, okay? I didn’t do anything to it! I just wanted to get away from of it! I was very measured in my actions and didn’t injure! Why do you have to settle accounts with me? You don’t take good care of your wolf and when it bites someone, you blame the victim?”

As she scolded, the agitated Bei Xiaolu trembled, obviously angry. Faced with the other party’s questions, Cang Lin remained silent.

Xue Qilin knows why Bei Xiaolu is so angry.

As majestic Heaven Realm martial practitioners, they are already first-rate experts. When have they been so looked down on? Xue Qilin, who is in the same boat, feels humiliated by the two Grandmasters.

But the most intolerable thing is that she can’t do anything about it. In front of Grandmasters, even late-stage Heaven Realm practitioners are as insignificant as ants.

However, it would be too spineless to yield.

Just when Xue Qilin threw Bei Xiaolu a signal with her eyes and asked to cooperate with her to break through from her —

“Don’t waste your breath.” Jia Lan giggled twice, “She just wants to find an excuse to get rid of you two. The death of two late-stage Heaven Realm practitioner is a great loss for the Hua Dynasty.”

Jia Lan grinned at Cang Lin.

“From the beginning, she didn’t care about her wolf being bullied.”

“… you’re really meddlesome, Asura’er.”

There are no fluctuations in Cang Lin’s tone.

“Oh, I was rude. So what do you want?”

“…”

Cang Lin silently looked at the smiling Jia Lan, whose eyes are bent into crescent moons. The latter, however, didn’t evade her warning gaze. None of them will act rashly, since they both know that they cannot harm the other party.

— an opportunity!

In a blink, Xue Qilin and Bei Xiaolu looked at each other, and then rushed out at the same time. They first assumed a posture of splitting up, but then made a sharp turn and came together.

As Grandmasters, the reaction of Cang Lin and Jia Lan naturally isn’t slow. What’s more, their perception is so formidable that even grass swaying in the wind can’t escape their perception.

As soon as the two raised their legs, they found out their intentions and ran after them.

“Xue Qilin, why are you running? I will protect you.”

The voice came from behind.

Xue Qilin looked back and spat, peeved. Looking like a golden meteor, Jia Lan followed her lightning fast.

Strangely, however, the distance between the two hasn’t decreased.

— she’s playing with me!

Xue Qilin gnashed her teeth.

If Jia Lan wanted to, she could easily catch up with her, but she didn’t. To put it plainly, this is no different from a cat playing with a mouse.

Moreover, she is constantly changing her position to block Cang Lin’s path.

“Beiming Youyu, I will die if you don’t come soon!”

Xue Qilin shouted desperately. When Jia Lan heard that, she laughed full of interest.

“How amusing… ah, truly amusing!”

While hearing those words, Xue Qilin could even imagine Jia Lan’s cheeks blush unnaturally.

Meanwhile, Cang Lin overtook Jia Lan, and effortlessly caught up with Bei Xiaolu. She flicked her wrist, grasped a curved blade inlaid with gems on the handle that appeared from god knows where, and chopped at Bei Xiaolu.

Before the blade could touch Bei Xiaolu, the strong wind lifted by it had already hit her.

This blade strike alone blocked all of Bei Xiaolu’s paths. Unable to dodge it, she was left with no other choice but to turn around and face the attack.

— a dragon projection suddenly appeared.

Bei Xiaolu unleashed a violent slap, and a print accompanied by dragon roars suddenly darted towards the blade.

Can she really stop it? Xue Qilin is deeply skeptical about this.

She rushed to Bei Xiaolu’s rescue, yet she was forestalled by Jia Lan.

“Xue Qilin, you can’t do this!”

“Are you bothered?!”

A huge golden palm print came from behind.

The restless Xue Qilin reluctantly gave up on the idea to help Bei Xiaolu and chose to dodge it. The golden palm print brushed past her, and the intense wind it set off destabilized her.

“Eh…?”

After stabilizing herself, Xue Qilin made a sound of surprise. The palm print that missed its target unexpectedly darted towards Cang Lin.

“…”

Cang Lin furrowed her slender eyebrows.

She readied the blade to face this attack. At the same time, she unleashed a palm strike to block Bei Xiaolu’s full strength strike.

A blade ray suddenly appeared, and then a heavy and deep sound exploded.

After being slashed twice by the curved blade containing majestic true qi, the golden palm print turned into violent true qi that spread in all directions and lifted a cloud of dust, blurring vision.

Xue Qilin and Bei Xiaolu took the lead and rushed out of the cloud of dust.

“– Alkaid No. 3!”

Xue Qilin hurriedly made hand seals, and countless fire spears instantly took shape and shoot at Cang Lin, who has just emerged from the cloud dust.