Hearing Evan Lin's words, Melissa Mu and Uncle Victor both shuddered.
The air was still heavy with lingering moisture, the blazing sun high overhead. Melissa Mu and Uncle Victor were both soaked from the rain, looking utterly bedraggled now.
But standing in front of them, Evan Lin was completely untouched by the rain—not a drop on him, not even a hair out of place.
When Evan Lin glanced over, a flash of panic and unease crossed Uncle Victor's face. He quickly lowered his head and said, "Master Lin—Nine-Mysteries Lin! We know full well that with your abilities, even if we wanted to run, we couldn't escape."
"We're only staying here to beg your forgiveness for our earlier offense."
Uncle Victor made himself as humble as possible, bowing his head and not daring to look at Evan Lin, his whole body trembling violently.
He knew his cultivation was no match for Medicine King Valley's Fire Elder, and after witnessing Evan Lin's ruthless 'killing with a borrowed knife,' he was even more terrified.
"Why do you think I wouldn't kill you? Or that I should forgive you?" Evan Lin's gaze was indifferent as he looked at the two before him, his tone flat.
Hearing this, Uncle Victor lowered his head even further and stammered, "In Master Lin's eyes, we are nothing but insignificant specks of dust. I imagine you wouldn't bother to act against us—it would be too much trouble."
Evan Lin found his words a bit amusing. Honestly, it was pretty much as Uncle Victor said: in Evan's eyes, both Melissa Mu and Uncle Victor were insignificant, whether it was her or the man before him.
They were nothing but small fry, not worth mentioning.
Melissa Mu, standing off to the side, turned pale and, without hesitation, dropped to her knees in front of Evan Lin.
Seeing this, Uncle Victor's expression changed slightly.
Evan Lin glanced at Melissa Mu, who was kneeling not far away, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"I was blind and offended you. You can kill me if you want, but please do me one favor—my father is about to die and needs a life-extending spirit pill."
"I originally came to seek pills from the Old Immortal Sage and Medicine King Valley, but it turns out, neither of them can compare to you!" Melissa Mu's pale face showed a hint of stubbornness.
She stared intently at Evan Lin, desperate for an answer.
"Oh, I can kill and I can save—but why should I help you?" Evan Lin looked at Melissa Mu kneeling on the ground.
Melissa Mu was quite pretty and well-built. From her initial cold arrogance to her current pitiful state, Evan Lin saw it all, but it barely moved him.
To him, such ants were never worth his attention.
"As long as you agree, I can give myself to you!"
Melissa Mu seemed to make up her mind. She suddenly stood up and began to take off her clothes.
Uncle Victor heard her words, let out a sigh, and closed his eyes.
Right in front of Evan Lin, Melissa Mu stripped off her already-damp clothes, revealing her delicate skin and figure.
Her face was pale, all traces of pride gone; at this moment, she looked just like a lamb waiting for slaughter.
Evan Lin stood before her, raising his eyebrows slightly, his gaze playful but silent.
Melissa Mu bit her lip hard. She came from a good family, and plenty of well-off boys had chased after her, but she'd never been in a situation like this before.
But now, looking at Evan Lin, Melissa Mu couldn't feel a trace of contempt or resentment in her heart.
Faced with absolute power, all Melissa Mu could do was submit.
The law of the jungle—the strong prey on the weak—never changes.
Her clothes fell one by one, but when Melissa Mu looked at Evan Lin, who stood there silently, she met the boy's eyes.
She could feel the shame of exposing herself under his gaze, but what chilled Melissa Mu even more was that, unlike other boys his age, it was almost impossible to read any emotion in Evan Lin's eyes.
All she saw was indifference—utter, complete indifference.
Compared to the shame of being seen naked, this blatant indifference made Melissa Mu feel even worse inside.
"What makes you think you're worth that price?" Evan Lin shook his head. "Honestly, you're decent-looking and have a nice figure, but in my eyes, you're just a pile of dry bones."
"This trick might work on someone like Harvey Xie, but if you can't offer something truly suitable, then..."
At this point, Evan Lin paused for a moment.
In truth, if this were somewhere else, Evan Lin might not go so far with these two. But this was Zhaoyu Town, too close to Whitewood County—he had to consider Joy Zheng's safety.
Right now, Evan Lin still hadn't reached the realm of body-separation. If he left Whitewood and someone came looking for him, Joy Zheng would be in danger.
That's why Evan Lin had killed the Old Immortal Sage outright. If the Sage hadn't sent the villagers home, Evan wouldn't have minded wiping out the whole village.
Human life is as insignificant as ants. When it comes to unrelated people, Evan Lin has never cared about consequences.
"My family has an ancient sword!" Melissa Mu shivered as the cold wind lashed her, her body already chilled.
The blazing sun overhead was nothing compared to the chill in her heart.
"Ancient sword?" Evan Lin raised an eyebrow.
"Yes! Every night at midnight, that sword emits sword-cries! It's exactly what you want!" Melissa Mu lifted her chin stubbornly, looking at Evan Lin.
"Miss, you mustn't!" Uncle Victor's face changed drastically at Melissa Mu's words, but he still didn't dare open his eyes as he raised his head.
Evan Lin clearly noticed how Uncle Victor tensed up the moment Melissa Mu mentioned the ancient sword.
"Ancient sword..."
Evan Lin pondered. If the sword really sings at midnight, it must be quite mysterious.
Maybe it even has a sword spirit?
Just like the Soul-Sacrifice Beauty Scroll in Evan Lin's backpack—a magic artifact whose Three Maiden Spirits serve as its soul.
Generally, there are two ways for a sword to gain a spirit: sealing a living being's soul into the blade and merging it with the sword, or nurturing the sword with spiritual qi until a spirit is born.
Either way, a true sword spirit is terrifyingly powerful.
"If it's really an ancient sword, then I might consider it." Evan Lin nodded slightly and waved his hand.
Melissa Mu instantly felt a warm current flow into her skin. In the next moment, her whole body felt comfortable, all the dampness gone, and she was no longer cold.
"Put your clothes on and follow me."
Evan Lin brushed past her, his expression calm.
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