Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 137: Ten Thousand Years of Ice Jade in Exchange for a Good Marriage

Lin Fan had something on his mind, so he hurried his steps, with spiritual power surging around him, and rushed towards the camp cave of Ancestor Linghu.

It didn't take long for the imposing cave to come into view. Outside the cave, a magic circle shimmered, and mysterious runes loomed, emitting an ancient yet powerful aura.

Lin Fan stood still outside the cave and pulled out a sound transmission talisman from his storage bag. The talisman was thin and translucent, with runes flowing on it, revealing a spiritual aura.

He placed the sound transmission talisman to his lips and whispered, "Uncle Linghu, my nephew Lin Fan wishes to see you. I have something to discuss."

After saying that, he flicked his finger, and the sound transmission note passed through the cave formation accurately like a stream of light and disappeared in an instant. He then quietly waited for the response from Ancestor Linghu.

In less than half a cup of tea, the light of the magic circle rippled like water waves and slowly separated to both sides.

An old man with white hair and beard walked out steadily from inside. He was wearing a luxurious yellow brocade robe with intricate gold thread patterns embroidered on the hem. It shimmered in the sunlight, and his whole body exuded the majesty of a superior.

But when their eyes fell on the old man's face, they were somewhat surprised. His face was sallow, his eyes were dull and lifeless, his eyelids were slightly drooping, and his nose was flat and sunken, almost flush with his cheeks. The facial features on his face were extremely inconsistent, and he looked truly ugly.

This person is the Linghu Patriarch. In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is the foundation of one's survival.

Even though he doesn't look good, he is still feared by everyone because of his profound cultivation and powerful strength.

At this moment, he looked up at Lin Fan, narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Junior Brother Lin, what brings you here?"

Seeing this, Lin Fan immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully, his attitude humble and gentle. "Greetings, Master-Uncle Linghu. It's been a long time since we last met. You're still as elegant as ever."

After saying this, he straightened up slightly, with a look of sincerity on his face, and continued, "To be honest, my nephew came here this time to ask for something."

Yesterday, my nephew and a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Yanyue Sect fell in love and became Taoist companions.

However, this matter happened suddenly and was not approved by the Yanyue Sect. It was a private act.

I am well aware that this is against the rules, so I have come to visit my uncle-master, hoping that he can mediate and help me handle this matter smoothly, so that I can give an explanation to the Yanyue Sect.

As Lin Fan spoke, he paid attention to the changes in Linghu Patriarch's expression, his eyes full of earnestness.

He knew in his heart that if this matter was not handled properly, it might cause unnecessary conflict between the two sects. Although he was not afraid of the Yanyue Sect, he still had to consider Li Linger.

"Oh?"

Ancestor Linghu's dim eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a look of great interest. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Fan with a half-smile. A meaningful smile curved the corners of his mouth, "It seems that this Yanyue Sect woman must be extremely beautiful and charming, otherwise she wouldn't be able to charm my nephew."

He stroked his gray beard, nodded slightly, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Patriarch Linghu waved his hand, a generous expression on his face, and said in a firm tone: "It's a small matter! I'll take you to the Yanyue Sect and help you settle this matter properly. With me on the front line, the Yanyue Sect won't be able to say anything."

After saying this, he turned around and was about to go into the cave to prepare. His steps were steady and powerful, showing the demeanor of a master.

Lin Fan was delighted and quickly clasped his fists in greeting again, his words filled with gratitude: "Thank you very much, Uncle-master! If it weren't for your help, I really don't know what I would do. In the future, if Uncle-master has any orders, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Not long after, Elder Linghu changed into a clean and neat robe and walked out again, full of energy. He raised his hand and patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, saying in a vigorous voice, "Nephew, let's go!"

Lin Fan immediately responded respectfully, "Yes, Uncle-master." He bowed slightly and followed behind Elder Linghu. In just half a cup of tea, the two of them arrived at the Yanyue Sect's territory.

As soon as he arrived at the place, Patriarch Linghu stood still, gathered all his spiritual power, and his voice resounded like a bell: "Linghu from Huangfeng Valley is here to visit, please meet me!" The voice was wrapped in a majestic momentum, like thunder out of the blue, instantly breaking the tranquility near Yanyue Sect.

Just as he finished speaking, a resonant female voice drifted out from the Yanyue Sect, her voice laced with a hint of teasing and mockery: "Old Monster Linghu, you never come to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. What brings you to my Yanyue Sect today?"

As the words fell, a graceful figure floated in from the depths of the Yanyue Sect and appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

The visitor was a stunning beauty, wearing a crimson long dress with delicate silver patterns embroidered on the hem. It sparkled in the sunlight and swayed gently with her steps, like a gorgeous flower in full bloom.

Her long black hair was casually tied up, and a few strands of hair fell beside her fair cheeks, making her skin look whiter than snow.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, and her eyes seem to contain autumn water, with ripples of light flowing as she looks around. Under her high nose bridge are a pair of cherry lips without any rouge. The corners of her mouth are slightly raised, with a hint of smile, which reveals the majesty of a superior, without losing the charm of a woman.

Her gaze swept across Linghu Patriarch and Lin Fan, finally landing on Linghu Patriarch. With a half-smile, she said, "Why, you brought a little disciple with you today? Is there something important?"

Elder Linghu laughed heartily, his face filled with a kind smile. He bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, long time no see! To be honest, my nephew has long been in love with a female cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage of your sect. We are very close and would like to become Daoist couples."

I have come here today with such a thick face, hoping that Brother Zhou will agree to this good thing for my sake.

As he spoke, he moved sideways, gently pushed Lin Fan forward, and introduced him, "This is Lin Fan, the youngest Jindan stage cultivator in our Yellow Maple Valley. He is young and promising, very talented in cultivation, and has a bright future ahead of him.

Lin Fan hurriedly stepped forward, bowed deeply respectfully, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Junior Lin Fan, greetings to Senior Zhou. Junior and Miss Li Ling'er are truly in love, and I sincerely ask for your blessing." After saying that, he raised his head slightly, his eyes full of sincerity and expectation, quietly waiting for Senior Zhou's response.

"Oh?"

The stunning beauty known as Fellow Daoist Zhou raised her eyebrows slightly, her beautiful eyes moving as she looked Lin Fan up and down. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, "Junior Brother Lin is already in the late Jindan stage, yet he actually fell in love with a female cultivator from our sect who is in the Foundation Establishment stage. That's really..."

She paused deliberately, and a hint of ambiguous arc appeared at the corner of her mouth. She looked at Lin Fan with a smile, but not a smile, and there was inquiry in her eyes.

The atmosphere around them suddenly became a little subtle, and the disciples of Yanyue Sect began to whisper to each other.

"It's interesting."

Senior Zhou pursed his lips and continued, "However, the female cultivators of my Yanyue Sect cannot be betrothed to anyone casually.

Junior Brother Lin, I wonder what kind of dowry you can give?"

Hearing this, Lin Fan cried out inwardly. He had not expected that Senior Zhou Ning would ask for benefits so directly.

But the situation is stronger than the person, and now he needs help from others, so he can only grit his teeth and bear the consequences.

Lin Fan sensed that the Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him had ice spiritual roots and must have valued ice-attributed treasures very much, so he decided to cater to his preferences.

With a thought, he took out an exquisite jade box from his storage bag. The jade box had a warm texture and emitted a faint chill.

He slowly opened the jade box and saw a piece of crystal clear jade lying in the box. The jade body emitted a faint blue light, and wisps of cold air lingered around it.

"I wonder if this piece of ten thousand year old ice jade is of sufficient weight?"

Lin Fan pretended to be calm and said with a smile on his face.

Zhou Ning's originally careless eyes suddenly lit up the moment he saw the ten thousand year old ice jade. A hint of greed flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

She stared intently at the Ten Thousand Years Ice Jade in her hand, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if she was quite satisfied with the treasure, but she deliberately said: "It's a little short of the weight, but considering your sincerity, I agree."

Lin Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he maintained a respectful expression on his face. He quickly clasped his fists and saluted, "Thank you, Senior Zhou, for your help. I am deeply grateful."

Zhou Ning gently waved his hand, carefully put away the Ten Thousand Year Ice Jade, and said, "Nephew, wait a moment. I'll give you some instructions and go through the formalities for you. Then you two can be together openly from now on."

After saying that, she turned around and whispered a few instructions to a female disciple of the Yanyue Sect beside her.

The female disciple took the order and hurried away. Zhou Ning turned around again and looked at Lin Fan and Elder Linghu, a faint smile on his face. "Old Monster Linghu, your nephew is a man of deep affection. For a female cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, he is willing to give up such a precious treasure."

Although Linghu Old Monster was heartbroken for the Ten Thousand Year Ice Jade, he appeared quite proud and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, my nephew is not only loyal, but also extremely talented. His future achievements are limitless. This marriage is also a good thing for your Yanyue Sect."

Zhou Ning snorted softly and said with a half-smile, "I hope so. Just wait a moment, the formalities will be completed in a moment."

Lin Fan stood aside, listening quietly to the conversation between the two, but in his heart he was looking forward to the procedures being completed quickly so that he would no longer have to worry.

Just as she said, in just half a cup of tea, the female disciple who had left earlier hurried back, holding a jade token in her hand, and respectfully handed it to Zhou Ning.

Zhou Ning took a quick glance and nodded slightly. Then, she picked up a jade token and casually tossed it to Lin Fan, saying calmly, "Nephew, it's all done. I won't keep you for tea."

Lin Fan steadily placed the jade token in his palm, lowered his eyes and took a closer look. He saw that the jade token was engraved with the unique emblem of the Yanyue Sect, and a line of small words was engraved below: Li Linger of the Yanyue Sect, on [xx date], pledged to become a Taoist partner with Lin Fan.

He was delighted and quickly put away the jade token. He clasped his fists and saluted again: "Thank you, Senior Zhou. I will remember this in my heart."

Seeing this, Elder Linghu also spoke up, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, thank you for helping me with this today. If you need anything in the future, please let me know. We'll be leaving now."

After saying that, he bowed slightly to Zhou Ning.

Zhou Ning waved his hand, his expression indifferent: "Old Monster Linghu, there's no need for polite words. Let's go."

Elder Linghu turned around and called to Lin Fan, "Nephew, let's go."

Lin Fan bowed to Zhou Ning again before turning around and following behind Elder Linghu.

Spiritual energy surged under the feet of the two people, and their figures gradually disappeared into the distance.

Zhou stared at their departing backs, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face...

(End of this chapter)