The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 980 A master must have the temperament of a master!
Xuan Chu's words make sense, but that doesn't mean Long Ling will genuinely accept them. If he were that good-natured, he wouldn't be himself.

Long Ling snorted coldly, "I'll let you off this time, but if you act so recklessly again, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

If anyone else heard the dragon spirit's threat, they would probably be trembling with fear.

However, Xuan Chu simply nodded seriously, indicating that he would definitely not make the same mistake again next time, and he was not afraid at all.

The two of them then descended the mountain together.

The sky was already bright, and the injured Xuan Masters, after resting, were now able to move, although they looked very weak.

They were already waiting at the foot of the mountain.

"I wonder how Mr. Long and the others are doing. Have they caught those vengeful spirits yet?"

"Don't you guys feel that the air here seems much better than before? Could it be because it rained?"

"I hadn't noticed until you pointed it out. When we came here before, it felt like there was some deathly aura here, but now it seems like that aura has dissipated?"

"Could it be that Mr. Long and his group subdued the vengeful spirits on the mountain?"

……

Long Ling heard their voices from afar, and her face immediately darkened.

Clearly, he didn't like being the subject of these people's conversation, and he disliked their gossip even more.

"They all talk so much, no wonder their own abilities are terrible!"

Xuan Chu followed Long Ling, listening to his cursing and swearing. He knew perfectly well that this was Long Ling taking his anger out on him.

Especially seeing the bruises on Long Ling's face, making him look like he had been through a fierce battle, it was quite frightening.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes—that it was caused by the fight between the dragon spirit and the little paper doll—he would have thought it was a feat left behind by the dragon spirit after a fierce battle!
Long Ling noticed Xuan Chu's gaze and knew exactly what Xuan Chu was thinking.

That gaze swept contemptuously over Xuan Chu's entire body; not only did he reek of stench, but he was also in no good condition.

He immediately snorted coldly: "Mind your own business!"

Xuan Chu silently complained in his heart: I don't know where Long Ling got the confidence to say that Yun Ran has a bad temper.

If he hadn't served as Yun Ran's bodyguard for a while, he might have actually believed Long Ling's nonsense.

At this moment, in Xuan Chu's heart, Long Ling's temper was the worst, without exception.

The two figures quickly appeared in front of the waiting Xuan Masters.

A breeze blew.

The waiting Xuan Masters could clearly smell the stench of death emanating from Xuan Chu and Long Ling.

Several of the most seriously injured people, who were holding on, couldn't hold back and let out a moan.

This made the situation a bit awkward.

Although Long Ling knew that these people did not do it on purpose, it still made Long Ling feel that she had lost face.

He immediately seized the opportunity, ignoring the people waiting there, and snorted coldly before striding towards the tent.

Those who had spoken up immediately felt as if they had committed a grave offense, and their expressions became somewhat uneasy.

Xuan Chu clearly knew that if Long Ling didn't vent her anger, she would become even more fussy later on.

Therefore, there was no intention to ease things in the middle, let alone to make amends.

By the way, these people should also be made aware that Long Ling has a bad temper, and they shouldn't try to use morality to bind them.

A truly great person must possess the qualities of a great person!
He immediately followed in Long Ling's footsteps and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone exchanged bewildered glances, clearly not expecting Mr. Long to have such a temper. They had only accidentally offended him, yet he had already given them such a cold shoulder. Although they found Long Ling's attitude somewhat infuriating.

But this attitude clearly intimidated these people, causing them to immediately restrain their own behavior.

They didn't even dare to think about taking advantage of the fact that Long Ling had saved them last night.

Even they themselves didn't realize that, from then on, their tone of voice became much more respectful.

That carefree attitude from before is gone.

"It seems that Mr. Long and his senior brother are not people to be trifled with. Everyone must be careful about their attitude from now on!"

"We will be careful and will absolutely not offend Mr. Long and his senior brother."

"All of you, the points you earned from this hunt are null and void as punishment for offending Mr. Long."

Remember, there will be no next time. If you do it again, you know the consequences!

The group, who were already on edge, became even more tense after hearing the association president's words.

"Yes, President!"

After returning to the tent, Long Ling handed the two-headed vengeful spirit snake she had captured to the little paper figure who was guarding the tent.

He then began to treat his own wounds.

The little paper doll looked at Long Ling's injuries and immediately recognized that they were clearly inflicted by its companions.

It immediately stood awkwardly in the far corner of the tent, afraid that if the dragon spirit saw it, it would take its anger out on it.

Long Ling glanced sideways at the little paper figure, who was trying to keep its presence as low as possible.

He scoffed coldly: "Don't worry, I'm not the type to hold a grudge. Even though you're a paper doll, you are you, and it is it."

Just because you're the same kind of person doesn't mean I'll blame you for what that tantrum guy did.

Besides, I didn't just get beaten up unilaterally; your companion didn't get away with it either, he got beaten to a pulp by me!

The little paper doll nodded quickly upon hearing this, but whether it actually listened or not, only it knew.

Anyway, the little paper doll doesn't believe Long Ling's claims of being very generous; anyone who does is doomed.

After the wounds were treated, the others gradually returned.

This time, they really learned their lesson and didn't dare to dance in front of the dragon spirit at all.

As for behaviors like speaking loudly or taking it for granted that the dragon spirit had caught a vengeful spirit, those were no longer observed.

Only the association's president stood respectfully outside Long Ling's tent.

He looked like a little follower, waiting for his 'master's' orders.

After Long Ling cleaned away the stench representing death and yin energy that had clung to her body, she...

Only then did they lift the tent flap.

Long Ling's height was a great advantage. At this moment, he looked at the president, who was slightly bent over, with a look of disdain that only a superior would have.

“Mr. Long, you…”

Before the guild leader could finish speaking, Long Ling threw the two-headed vengeful spirit snake, which had been strangled unconscious, to his feet.

"The vengeful spirits and deathly aura here have been completely cleared away!"

(End of this chapter)