Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

Lin Yuan never expected that his courtyard would welcome so many "guests" today.

Gong Yicai left, and Zhou Wanwan went inside.

Lin Yuan sat opposite Zhou Wanwan and looked at her, saying, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, what brings you here?"

Zhou Wanwan's cool gaze swept over Lin Yuan, her red lips slightly parted: "Did you get the Rejuvenation Pearl?"

"The Rejuvenation Pearl?" Lin Yuan paused, then chuckled, "Only half of the half-month period has passed; Fellow Daoist Zhou is perhaps too impatient."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wanwan did not reply.

Instead, he quietly looked at Lin Yuan for a few moments.

After a long pause, Zhou Wanwan finally spoke, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Given Lin Yuan's status, he should have been quite wary of her.

But all she saw in him was an air of ease and confidence.

She thought that she and Gongsun Yan had underestimated this person; he was not as easy to control as they had imagined.

"What do you mean by that, Fellow Daoist Zhou?" Lin Yuan's gaze swept over Zhou Wanwan's icy face, then he slowly said, "With such a beautiful fairy as Fellow Daoist Zhou, what reason do I have to fear?"

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Zhou Wanwan's eyes, and in an instant, her long sword was drawn.

The sword light, imbued with spiritual power, hurtled towards Lin Yuan with the force of a thousand armies being swept away.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan didn't even blink, and didn't move.

The sword strike carried no murderous intent.

As expected, Zhou Wanwan's long sword finally stopped at Lin Yuan's side of the neck.

"So, you're not afraid of death?" Zhou Wanwan narrowed her eyes slightly, her half-hidden pupils appearing even colder.

Lin Yuan raised his eyes slightly, looked at Zhou Wanwan, and said leisurely, "Who isn't afraid of death?"

However, Zhou Wanwan did not see even a trace of fear in Lin Yuan's eyes.

"Is that so?" Zhou Wanwan replied casually.

Immediately afterwards, the hand gripping the sword tightened suddenly.

The long sword resting against Lin Yuan's neck had a faint, cold glint on its blade.

Then the longsword moved again.

It simply moved horizontally.

The sword's edge sliced ​​through the air, and next came Lin Yuan's vulnerable neck.

however--

Just as the blade was about to pierce flesh, Lin Yuan moved.

His movements were swift, arriving before Zhou Wanwan's visual perception could capture them.

It wasn't a dodge, but rather his right hand, fingers pointing like lightning, precisely aimed at the oncoming sword spine.

"Ding!"

A clear, crisp sound, like jade stones striking each other.

Zhou Wanwan felt an extremely strong spiritual force emanating from the sword, causing her wrist to instantly go numb and forcing her to deviate from the sword's original trajectory.

What surprised her even more was—

In a short period of time, Lin Yuan's cultivation level reached the seventh level of Qi Refining.

I am now on the same level as her!

Zhou Wanwan looked at Lin Yuan and gritted her teeth inwardly, thinking: She really underestimated this guy.

"I'd like to see what you're really capable of." Zhou Wanwan snorted lightly, and as she finished speaking, she drew her sword again.

Lin Yuan naturally followed suit.

Zhou Wanwan threatened him repeatedly.

He was looking for an opportunity to teach this woman a lesson.

Both of them quickly stood up.

Zhou Wanwan looked at Lin Yuan and poured spiritual power into the sword.

In an instant, the sword light intensified.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Wanwan swung her longsword.

"Snow-trapped" appears.

Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly. He had seen Zhou Wanwan use this trick in his previous life.

It's a technique that can freeze a person for a moment, effectively trapping them.

He immediately moved aside.

Immediately afterwards, he gathered spiritual power in his right palm and swung it fiercely towards Zhou Wanwan's location.

Seeing this, Zhou Wanwan scoffed inwardly, thinking, "He's nothing special."

She deftly dodged the attack, and just as she was about to strike again, she discovered that the spiritual energy Lin Yuan had unleashed had suddenly split into another stream.

And he clung to her tightly.

Zhou Wanwan immediately tried to sever it with her sword.

Lin Yuan certainly wouldn't give Zhou Wanwan that chance.

In a flash, he was right in front of Zhou Wanwan.

Under Zhou Wanwan's very displeased gaze, he snatched the sword from her hand.

Then he placed his hand behind her back on her snow-white neck and pressed her against the wall behind her.