WDQK: Invincible with top-tier talent from the start

Chapter 79: Want the Treasure? Come and Take It!

"This isn't my fault—you were the one who tried to keep me here, and in the end, it was the tomb's owner who pulled those tricks," Lin Fan shrugged, speaking helplessly.

"You have tarnished my honor—you must pay the price!"

Ling Qingzhu's gaze was icy. Though she knew Lin Fan wasn't the true culprit, she wasn't willing to let him off so easily.

"If I kill you, I'll build you a memorial."

The lotus beneath her feet flared with cold green light. In a flash, her figure disappeared.

Sensing danger, Lin Fan immediately summoned the Lihuo Sword and slashed toward the empty air before him.

But in that very instant, Ling Qingzhu reappeared directly in front of him, grabbing the wrist that held his sword, while her other hand—wreathed in glowing green light—struck lightly at his chest.

The aura was filled with lethal killing intent.

Lin Fan didn't dare to test whether she'd truly go all out. He prepared to summon his high-grade puppet to defend himself—

Boom!

At that moment, the bronze gate behind him suddenly exploded, shards flying everywhere and leaving deep craters in the ground.

Right as the gate burst open, Lin Langtian, Wang Yan, and Qin Shi shot into the stone hall like bolts of lightning.

Despite the seals and Ling Qingzhu's earlier formation, the three had managed to breach the gate together.

"Brother Lin Fan, are you okay?!"

Right behind them, Lin Dong and Xiao Yan also rushed in.

From their angle, Lin Fan's posture—backed against Ling Qingzhu, who appeared closely pressed to him—made it look as though they were in a close embrace.

Seeing this, Lin Langtian and the others froze in place, dumbfounded. Even Lin Dong stood slack-jawed.

Ling Qingzhu felt the newcomers arrive. The murderous energy on her palm instantly weakened, and the blow she landed on Lin Fan's chest lacked real force.

Protected by a spiritual shield and his Xuangang Armor, Lin Fan remained unscathed—just slightly rattled internally.

Using the force of the impact, he spun in midair and landed gracefully, stepping back several paces before steadying himself.

"Thank you, Miss Qingzhu, for going easy," Lin Fan said calmly, retracting his sword and cupping his fists politely.

Ling Qingzhu gave him a long look but said nothing.

"Miss Qingzhu, what's going on?"

Lin Langtian asked with a smile.

"Nothing much. Just a brief spar with Young Master Lin Fan," she replied calmly, her voice soft.

By now, her earlier anger and killing intent had faded completely—she'd returned to her usual aloof but serene demeanor.

The trio glanced at Lin Fan again, sensing the powerful aura around him.

"Didn't expect there'd be another Form Creation Realm expert among those who entered the tomb," Qin Shi said with a smile, genuinely surprised.

Indeed, after his encounter with Ling Qingzhu, Lin Fan's Yuan Power had broken through to Form Creation – Initial Phase!

Lin Fan cupped his hands with a smile. "Young Master Qin flatters me. Compared to you all, I hardly qualify as an expert."

Since the others were being polite, he saw no reason to offend them.

Qin Shi smiled and withdrew his gaze.

Lin Langtian and Wang Yan also took one glance before turning away.

"Judging by the scene, Miss Qingzhu must've obtained the Nirvana Heart?"

Lin Langtian asked, glancing around.

Ling Qingzhu's clear eyes shimmered slightly. She nodded. "I was simply lucky."

"Damn… all that effort wasted because of that stupid formation," Wang Yan muttered, trying to save face.

"But if Miss Qingzhu got it, then it's well-deserved."

"Though the Nirvana Heart might grant someone the potential to reach the Nirvana Realm, we'll get there even without it," he added confidently.

Ling Qingzhu smiled faintly. "Then I must thank Young Master Wang for the kind words."

Lin Fan stepped forward and said,

"Well, I'll let you all continue chatting. I have matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave."

He motioned to Lin Dong, ready to leave the tomb behind.

Neither Lin Langtian nor Wang Yan tried to stop him.

Qin Shi gave a polite nod—and nothing more.

"Wait."

Just then, Ling Qingzhu bit her lip and called out coldly.

"Hm?"

Everyone turned, surprised to see her—usually composed—speak so abruptly.

They all stared at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan stopped, smiling faintly. "Does Miss Qingzhu have further instructions?"

Ling Qingzhu hesitated—there was no way she could explain what had really happened in the tomb hall.

But she quickly found an excuse. "Young Master's martial techniques are impressive. Our match earlier was inconclusive. I'd like to accompany you for a proper spar in a more suitable place."

She turned to the others.

"Gentlemen, I'll excuse myself for now. I'll be sure to visit you another day."

With that, she gave a graceful bow and began walking toward Lin Fan.

Even Lin Dong gave her a strange look.

Everyone present was clever enough to realize—something definitely happened between them. Their expressions turned… complicated.

"Since you're so eager, I'd be honored to oblige," Lin Fan said with a smile, seeing her approach.

Just as they were about to leave together—

A large group surged in through the now-open bronze gate.

At the front were Wang Pan, Lin Ke'er, and others.

Wang Pan immediately spotted Lin Fan and Lin Dong.

He rushed to Wang Yan and whispered something in his ear.

"Young Master Lin Fan, after you," Ling Qingzhu said with a glance.

"Hold it."

Before Lin Fan could reply, Wang Yan's voice echoed from the crowd.

Lin Fan frowned. Lin Dong immediately tensed up beside him.

Turning around, Lin Fan looked at Wang Pan with a cold gaze. "What is it?"

"You stole a spiritual treasure from my Wang Clan. Do you think you can just walk away?"

Wang Yan said coldly.

Lin Dong snapped,

"That's absurd! Everything in this tomb was ownerless. Since when did it all belong to your Wang Clan?"

"By your logic, should everyone hand their treasures over to you?"

"Hmph! Don't twist the truth. That treasure was mine until the two of you ganged up and took it!" Wang Pan growled.

Hearing his blatant lies, Lin Dong's fury ignited.

But Lin Fan remained calm.

"Treasures in the tomb belong to those with the strength to take them. If you want it—come and get it."

His eyes flashed with killing intent as they locked on Wang Pan.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Under Lin Fan's gaze, Wang Pan felt as though death itself was staring him down. He involuntarily stepped backward.

The onlookers watched in stunned silence, their expressions full of wonder.

"You see? I told you—come and take it. But you don't even dare. Don't blame us."

With a chuckle, Lin Fan turned to Lin Dong. "Let's go."

"Useless!"

Wang Yan snarled, glaring at Wang Pan before snapping at Lin Fan,

"Hand over the treasure—or don't think about leaving!"

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