The Ancestor of our Sect Isn't Acting like…

In contrast with the howling silver wolf, Cang Lin is silent. The dislike lingering on her face disappeared.

Xue Qilin winked at Bei Xiaolu and sent a voice transmission, “If we want to leave, we should do it now!”

Bei Xiaolu gave her an “I understand” look.

The two quietly moved back.

One step, two steps — when they took the third step and were ready to turn around, the eyes of Jia Lan and Cang Lin fell on them.

Jia Lan stared at Xue Qilin with a light smile on her face. However, there isn’t a trace of a smile in her eyes.

“It’s disrespectful to leave without permission.”

The overly sweet voice is suffused with a dense dark emotion.

“Those who don’t respect others should atone with their death.”

— she’s not joking.

Xue Qilin’s instincts warned her thusly, and she couldn’t help but freeze in her steps. She is aware that Jia Lan is someone who plays by different rules. If she gets really upset, she might target her in the next moment.

Seeing this, Xue Qilin shrugged helplessly and stopped. Bei Xiaolu clicked her tongue and halted, as well.

“Alright, alright, I’ll stay here!”

Xue Qilin spread her arms and said this.

At this point, she can only pray that the fox [1] will come as soon as possible.

Seeing that the two no longer intend to escape, Cang Lin looked away and conveyed some kind of will to Jia Lan in an assertive tone, “They hurt my Silversoul.”

“Silversoul?”

Jia Lan showed a puzzled expression.

Thereupon, she swept the silver wolf with her eyes and immediately clapped her hands.

“Oh, I see! Are you talking about your mixed-breed dog?”

When she heard that, Cang Lin deeply furrowed her eyebrows. This is the most emotional reaction Xue Qilin saw her make since she met her.

Jia Lan placed her hands on her hips, puffed up her cheeks, and drew a strange smile on her face.

“Cang Lin, that’s not okay. You can’t hurt my toy for the sake of that mixed-breed dog.”

She smiled at Xue Qilin and asked for her agreement, “What do you think, my little Qilin?”

“Hold on! The one surnamed Jia, who is your little Qilin! Don’t talk nonsense!”

Despite the current situation, Xue Qilin decided to make a loud announcement first, so as not to let people misunderstand her relationship with Jia Lan.

“How hurtful.” Jia Lan propped up her head and issued a distressed sigh, “I’m here to help you out.”

Xue Qilin was speechless for a moment when she heard that.

Although it is suspected that she rescued her from this fire pit only to push her into another one, but the fact that Jia Lan helped her out is undeniable. If it wasn’t for Jia Lan’s intervention, maybe Xue Qilin would have already forfeited her life in Cang Lin’s domain.

Bei Xiaolu sneakily moved close to Xue Qilin’s side.

“Little one, do you and Vajrayana’s ‘Asura’er’ go way back? Doesn’t rumor has it that she is cruel and violent — ah, don’t answer this old one! According to what she said just now, it doesn’t seem like she came to take up the cudgel on behalf of the victims of injustice!”

She glanced at the full of smiles Jia Lan, and then looked at the emotionless Cang Lin. She covered her mouth with a hand and asked thusly in a low voice.

Xue Qilin looked at her askance, and then sighed and said in reply, “There is some history between us, but it’s not something worth remembering…”

“This old one doesn’t understand. Since it’s like that, then why would she help us out?”

How to answer? Xue Qilin turned her eyes and pondered about how to word her reply before saying, “It’s probably because she wants to learn magic?”

She isn’t sure why Jia Lan helped her. The only thing she can think of is that when they first met, the other party asked her to teach her magic.

“Er… a majestic Grandmaster wants to learn magic?” Bei Xiaolu was stunned, “Really?”

“Ah, I don’t know what she’s thinking… Last time we had a terrible fight.”

Xue Qilin is puzzled by Jia Lan’s involvement.

It would be far fetched to say that the other party really wants to learn magic so that she can protect herself and fight against other Grandmasters…

— oh, right!

It seems that the relationship between Grandmasters isn’t good to begin with… Did Jia Lan deliberately look for Cang Lin due to boredom? Xue Qilin mused.

“Xue Qilin, you don’t have it easy…”

Bei Xiaolu cast her a sympathetic look. Xue Qilin feels that not only her words have hidden meaning, but also her tone is a little vulgar.

“… you’re not thinking anything outrageous, are you?”

Xue Qilin asked suspiciously and got a sly, meaningful smile in return.

While the two whispered, Cang Lin and Jia Lan have been confronting each other. One is as cold as ice and the other is like a summer flower, forming extreme dissimilarity. This intense contrast tore the world into two. One side has strong sunlight shining and the other side is covered in a snow storm, with only a thin line separating the two.

“Asura’er, you want to protect them?”

Cang Lin took the lead to break the silence between them. Upon hearing her voice, Xue Qilin and Bei Xiaolu, who were arguing in a low voice, closed their mouths at the same time.

“Hmm?”

She blinked as if she heard something unexpected.

A few seconds later, she smiled heartily.

He smile is graceful. Not only did she not show her teeth, but she also put a hand in front of her mouth.

Seeing this, Xue Qilin can’t help but cower, feeling like there are insects crawling on her back.

Because she can abruptly show such an elegant and sweet side, the pure and twisted nature of Jia Lan are more chilling.

“Miss Cang Lin, I think you are mistaken.”

When she heard Jia Lan’s words, Cang Lin asked in a calm manner, “Mistaken?”

Frankly speaking, Xue Qilin isn’t sure if it is a question, since there is no emotion in the word Cang Lin spoke.

“He-he, yes, mistaken.” Jia Lan answered with a smile, “You misunderstand my intentions.”

“…”

Cang Lin frowned silently.

The silver wolf called softly, as if to tell its master not to believe Jia Lan’s nonsense. When she heard the silver wolf’s warning, Cang Lin cast Jia Lan an unconvinced look, asking her to explain.

“Alas, things hardly according to expectations.” Jia Lan exhaled, distressed, “I’m not here to protect them.”

When these words fell, the three people and one wolf aimed strange looks at her.

— then what are you here for?

This question was strongly expressed in everyone’s eyes.

“The only one I want to protect is her.” Jia Lan pointed to Xue Qilin, “I don’t intend to help the drunkard. So, by saying ‘you want to protect them’, aren’t you gravely mistaken? After all, there is only one person I want to protect. The fate of the other one has nothing to do with me.”

In short, Jia Lan all along only cared about Xue Qilin’s fate. She never cared about Bei Xiaolu. However, instead of feeling flattered, Xue Qilin got goosebumps.

Cang Lin still kept quiet and didn’t express any opinions, while Xue Qilin’s mind wandered.

[1] – Beiming Youyu is a fox-type martial demon