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When Tu Xingsun heard that Lin Xuan wanted to take his Immortal Binding Rope, he immediately panicked. This was a treasure that his master had lent him for self-defense; if he lost it, he would surely have his legs broken by Ju Liusun when he returned.

"How dare you! That's a priceless treasure of my Chan Sect! It bears my master's divine imprint. If you touch it, you'll suffer a backlash! If you know what's good for you, get out of my way right now!" Tu Xingsun shouted, twisting his neck frantically on the ground.

Lin Xuan found the little dwarf incredibly noisy. He frowned slightly, raised his right foot, and kicked Tu Xingsun's swollen mouth.

Lin Xuan's kick didn't use any magic power; it was purely physical force. But what level was Lin Xuan's physical body? It was the perfect body of an Ancestral Witch. Even without magic power, the force of this kick was enough to shatter a small mountain.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud. Lin Xuan's shoe sole landed solidly on Tu Xingsun's mouth.

"Ugh—!"

Tu Xingsun let out an extremely muffled scream. He felt as if his chin had been smashed by a huge iron hammer. The enormous impact went directly into his mouth, and he heard a tooth-grinding cracking sound.

Tu Xingsun's teeth shattered instantly. His two front teeth flew out of his mouth, arcing through the air before landing in the grass several feet away.

Blood mixed with bits of broken teeth spurted from Tu Xingsun's mouth, spraying all over his face.

Now he was completely obedient. His mouth was swollen like a sausage, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't utter a single word. He could only make wheezing sounds, and tears and snot streamed down his face.

Lin Wu, watching from the side, clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Dad, well done! This rotten potato's mouth stinks; he needs to have it washed!"

Lin Xuan withdrew his foot, not even glancing at Tu Xingsun. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed at the Immortal Binding Rope in mid-air.

The Immortal Binding Rope, which had been struggling, was suddenly gripped tightly by an invisible hand and flew directly into Lin Xuan's hand.

The moment the Immortal Binding Rope was in his hand, it blazed with golden light, and countless runes appeared on its surface. This was the divine imprint left on it by Ju Liusun, resisting its attack. Powerful streams of magic tried to burrow into Lin Xuan's arm along the rope.

"With such meager skills, you dare to show off in front of me?"

Lin Xuan sneered. A surge of gray, chaotic energy erupted from his palm. This chaotic energy was extremely domineering; the moment it touched the Immortal Binding Rope, the golden runes vanished instantly, like snowflakes encountering boiling water.

The divine sense left by Ju Liusun on it was completely erased without any chance of resistance.

The golden light on the Immortal Binding Rope dimmed instantly, turning into an ordinary golden rope that lay obediently in Lin Xuan's hand.

Just then, the system's familiar mechanical notification sound rang in Lin Xuan's mind.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully intercepting Tu Xingsun and changing the trajectory of Deng Chanyu's fate."

"Task reward: Earth Element Law Enlightenment Fragment x1"

"Successfully acquired the top-grade acquired spiritual treasure, the Immortal Binding Rope (divine thoughts have been erased)."

Lin Xuan felt a surge of satisfaction. This trip had been worthwhile; he had not only acquired a valuable magic weapon but also obtained a fragment of the Earth Element Law. He casually tossed the Immortal Binding Rope into his storage space, then turned to look at Deng Chanyu, who was not far away.

Deng Chanyu was leaning against a large tree. She had just exhausted herself trying to dodge the Immortal Binding Rope. Her silver light armor was covered in mud, and her hair was disheveled and hanging over her shoulders. She was still tightly gripping a short knife in her hand, watching Lin Xuan and Lin Wu warily.

Although Lin Xuan had just saved her, in this desolate wilderness, the sudden appearance of two incredibly powerful strangers made her, as a general of the Shang Dynasty, instinctively remain on guard.

Lin Xuan looked at Deng Chanyu's forced composure and nodded inwardly. This woman truly deserves to be called a heroine of the Great Shang Dynasty; she didn't shed a single tear even in such a desperate situation, far superior to those delicate female immortals.

Lin Xuan walked up to Deng Chanyu and stopped three steps away. He sensed Deng Chanyu's wariness and did not approach further.

A night breeze blew by, and Deng Chanyu couldn't help but shiver. She had just worked up a sweat, and now the cold wind was really making it hard for her to stand.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan casually took off his black cloak. He took a step forward and gently draped the cloak over Deng Chanyu's shoulders.

The cloak still carried Lin Xuan's body heat and a faint fragrance of herbs and trees.

"General Deng, you must be frightened. It is a blessing for Chaoge to have a female general like you who would rather die than submit. It's windy here, don't catch a cold." Lin Xuan's voice was deep and gentle, without any airs.

Deng Chanyu was completely stunned. She looked up and stared blankly at Lin Xuan.

By the light of the distant fire, she could see Lin Xuan's face clearly. He had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, with distinct features. What was most striking was his aura; when he dealt with Tu Xingsun, he was incredibly domineering, like a god of death; but now, standing before her, he was as gentle as a refined gentleman.

Deng Chanyu grew up in a military camp, accustomed to the roughness of men. Her father, Deng Jiugong, had always subjected her to military-style discipline, resorting to beatings and verbal abuse. When had she ever been treated so gently?

Moreover, the strength this man just displayed was simply unfathomable. What woman doesn't admire the strong?

Deng Chanyu felt her heart skip a beat, and her cheeks flushed involuntarily. She quickly lowered her head, gripping the edge of her cloak tightly, and even her voice became softer.

"Thank you so much for saving me, my benefactor. I am deeply grateful. May I ask your honorable name? I will repay you in the future," Deng Chanyu stammered, completely losing the fierceness she had shown when she was scolding Tu Xingsun.

Lin Xuan chuckled inwardly as he watched Deng Chanyu's girlish demeanor. This female general of the Shang Dynasty was, in truth, just a young girl who needed to be pampered.

"No need for repayment. We're all on the same side," Lin Xuan said with a smile.