Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

Lin Lan appeared out of thin air, with lightning wings appearing on his back. The long wingtips spread out and instantly illuminated the entire Cursed Pool, touching the walls on both sides. The electric light was reflected on Fang Shaoli and Zhao Pinlin's faces.

"Thunder Sword!"

Lin Lan shouted, clenched his right hand, and lightning burst forth from the tip of his palm. The lightning bolts formed a beam, and Lin Lan drew a fifteen-meter-long, golden, dazzling lightning sword from his wings!

He leaped up, raised his sword, and delivered a clean and decisive slash!
The power of this Thunder Sword already far surpassed that of high-level techniques, and with the Dragon Maiden's possession, its power increased several times over!
"Zhi!"

As the sword fell, Fang Shaoli remained calm, shielding Zhao Pinlin behind her and activating her armor and poison magic.

A pungent, poisonous fog rose up, obscuring the two of them.

The lightning sword slashed down without any resistance, but Lin Lan sensed that the lightning sword did not cause any harm to the two of them.

The law of no harm even with smoke.

On the contrary, his own Xuan Snake Armor absorbed a lot of poison, making its appearance even more vibrant.

"I know who you are, you have special spatial abilities, no wonder you're so hard to kill." Fang Shaoli stared at Lin Lan, her eyes suddenly becoming wary.

"What can you do if you know, and what can you do if you don't? I failed to kill your teacher, so you'll have to stay here today," Lin Lan said.

"You've caused trouble for Jiao Wu time and time again, and almost killed my teacher. You're quite something. I've drugged the tea you're drinking. If you do it now, aren't you afraid that you and your friends will die a painful death, and those who drank the tea will also die instantly!" Fang Shaoli threatened.

Lin Lan chuckled coldly and said casually, "I saw through this little trick a long time ago. As for those who drank the red tea, can you kill them all instantly, causing the Poison Mother to perish?"

Fang Shaoli's body trembled, but she calmed down again.

“You overestimate yourself. Without those totems, I’d like to see how you manage to turn the tables on me,” Fang Shaoli said.

“Last time, there was a guy named Mu He who also talked big. He had a good relationship with Salang. I watched him get executed by Salang, and his body was hung on the city wall of the ancient capital for quite some time. He was the leader of your Blue Robes, and you are just one of the Nine Disciples. What do you think your fate will be?” Lin Lan said sarcastically.

Lin Lan was also quite good at verbal abuse.

Fang Shaoli remained calm, seemingly unconcerned about Lin Lan's threat.

She gently pushed Zhao Pinlin away from her, her fingertips gracefully brushing her earlobe as she slowly removed the exquisite earring. Then, with a flick of her wrist, she tossed it towards Lin Lan.

The earring fell to the ground with a crisp sound, rolled a few times, and came to rest at Lin Lan's feet.

He glanced down at it but didn't reach out to pick it up.

"What, you're too scared to even touch it?" Fang Shaoli's lips curled into a slight smile, tinged with amusement. "This isn't just any ordinary accessory; it's a communicator. Don't you want to know... who's listening on the other end?"

Lin Lan frowned, but ultimately bent down to pick up the earring. The moment his fingertip touched the surface, he felt a slight vibration; someone was indeed listening on the other end.

That is, Salam!
He brought the earring close to his ear, and a steady, low breathing sound came through the receiver. It was calm and unhurried, yet it inexplicably gave people an invisible sense of pressure.

...Far out at sea, a magnificent villa stands atop a waterfall cliff.

A fierce wind, carrying water vapor, howled past, causing the long robes of the figure on the glass terrace to flutter wildly. She stood motionless, her long, golden hair soaked with moisture, her robes as red as blood, billowing like waves in the wind.

After a long silence, she finally spoke, her voice low and cold:
"Who do you think I am?"

……

Salam did not die; he was still alive in the final chapter of the original story.

Lin Lan had no idea how Salang had escaped; this woman was stronger than an unkillable cockroach!

"You really think no one knows about your revenge against the world, Salang... To be honest, I know a lot of your little secrets. Maybe one day I'll find you and kill you with my own hands." With the Hua Jun leader backing him up, Salang is just a minor monster. Once he reaches the Super Rank, the Black Church poses no threat to Lin Lan.

This isn't just Lin Lan boasting; if Salang isn't convinced, let him come and challenge him. He's never lost a fight when it comes to this kind of thing!
However, Lin Lan was not absolutely certain of killing Salang. Salang was able to escape from Hailong and eventually lost his memory and returned to Mo Fan's father's side... His vitality was indeed quite tenacious. If Mo Fan saw Salang, his body would probably turn red immediately.

“Many people want to kill me, and you, Lin Lan, you are an extremely dangerous person. But have you ever thought that I will die, but ‘Sarang’ will not?” The voice on the other end of the communicator remained calm, yet it carried a chilling indifference. “‘Sarang’ is just a name, a symbol. Anyone who can spread ‘evil’ like a plague can inherit it. And so far… I have done the best.”

"Stop playing games with me," Lin Lan sneered. "I have no interest in your philosophy lectures. If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up now, and I'll have to kill this self-righteous subordinate of yours."

"Are you afraid?" Salang's tone was slightly amused.

"Afraid?" Mo Fan scoffed. "Fine, since you're so eager to talk, why don't we arrange a time to meet? I'll treat you to drinks, and we can discuss it at length."

“Sure,” Salang said calmly, “but I’ll decide the location… The place you choose probably already has several Supreme Lords lying in ambush.”

"Forget it then. If you don't even have this much sincerity, what's the point of talking?" Lin Lan said impatiently.

“It’s alright.” Salang’s voice remained calm. “We’ll meet again sooner or later. When that time comes… I hope you’ll recognize me.”

She paused, her tone suddenly turning cold:
"Fang Shaoli is my student. The sudden death of the poisonous mother was a task I gave her. Tonight, she will treat you well. Of course, if you can walk out alive... that would be even better."

"Only in this way can I return all the 'surprises' you've given me, one by one..."

"Have you ever thought about this? If I unleash the demon, what can you do to me? Get lost! If I can't discipline you, then I'll discipline your students, and your students' students!" The pendant fell to the ground, and Lin Lan stomped on it until it was crushed.

"Fang Shaoli, if you can only transform into a mother insect and not Ultraman, then you'll die here today," Lin Lan said jokingly.

"Damn it! We brought a tough nut along on our trip." Zhao Pinlin was somewhat annoyed, and he could tell from the conversation how dangerous Lin Lan was.

At this moment, Fang Shaoli stood up and slowly unbuttoned her coat, revealing a bit of her tanned skin.

Then, streaks of blue blood began to bulge from Fang Shaoli's veins... (End of Chapter)