Chapter 721: Chapter 721: Yi Clan Relics

“It’s the Blue Silver Sacred Grass!”

The moment she saw the herb brimming with medicinal power, Lu Qingcheng’s beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, evidently recognizing the origin of this piece of Holy Medicine.

This herb was of great use to her!

“Hand it over now!”

Seeing Ye Kurong still looking reluctant, Lin Yi snatched the Holy Medicine from him, gave it a once-over, and then tossed Ye Kurong aside to the strongmen of the Grandmaster Mansion like throwing away trash.

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes: “Although this thing is not bad, it still isn’t worth a hundred drops of Holy Blood. I’ll count it as fifty, you still owe me fifty drops!”

Ye Kurong’s face changed slightly; he hadn’t expected this Demon King to still be unsatisfied and continue to squeeze him!

“I really don’t have any more…”

Ye Kurong’s face was one of despair.

Lin Yi didn’t waste words, and immediately slashed down with his sword.

“I have something! I just remembered!”

Ye Kurong’s face drastically changed, while the sword light that Lin Yi swung down suddenly stopped mere inches above Ye Kurong’s head without completely cutting down.

Ye Kurong’s expression was indecisive as if he had suddenly thought of something important, and hastily said, “I have important intelligence, definitely worth fifty drops of Holy Blood!”

“Let’s hear it.”

Lin Yi was expressionless, his sword still poised over Ye Kurong.

“In this Ancient Battlefield, a lost Daoist legacy of the Ancient Times is about to make its appearance!”

Ye Kurong said solemnly.

“What lost Daoist legacy?”

Lin Yi’s face showed a hint of surprise.

“The Yi Clan! A race that once reigned supreme in the Ancient Times, famous for crafting Divine Weapons and Magical Treasures!”

Ye Kurong continued, “In the relics left by this tribe, there’s bound to be Ancient Divine Weapons remaining. According to rumors, Di Lin and many other peerless geniuses have already gone there!”

The Yi Clan?

Lin Yi paused for a moment. He had also heard of this clan, which once dominated the Ancient Times with numerous Divine Weapons and Magical Treasures!

Who would’ve thought that the Yi Clan’s Daoist lineage would appear in the Ancient Battlefield?

Ye Kurong flipped his palm, taking out a scroll and handing it over to Lin Yi, “This map outlines the general area of the Yi Clan Relics, already marked…”

Lin Yi took the scroll and then coldly looked at Ye Kurong, “If there’s anything wrong with this map, you should know the consequences.”

Ye Kurong trembled slightly under Lin Yi’s icy gaze, “Rest assured, nearly every Holy Land has a copy of this map; you can easily verify it with someone else.”

Seeing that Ye Kurong had opened up to this extent, Lin Yi finally moved the sword away from his neck, “You’ve just barely scraped together the hundred drops of Holy Blood. Get lost!”

“Let’s go!”

Ye Kurong, as if granted an amnesty, didn’t dare to linger a moment longer and led the Grandmaster Mansion’s people away in a disgraceful retreat!

In his eyes, this Peacock Demon King was an utterly wicked Great Demon King, who might change his mind at any moment and take his life!

After Ye Kurong and the Grandmaster Mansion’s people fled disgracefully, Lin Yi’s gaze fell on the nearby Lu Qingcheng, to whom he handed the Blue Silver Sacred Grass.

Lu Qingcheng shook her head, “One should not take rewards they haven’t earned. You saved us; this Holy Medicine rightfully belongs to you.”

“This thing is of no use to me; just consider it offering a flower to the Buddha, a gift for Miss Luo to bring a smile to her face.”

Lin Yi grinned.

Lu Qingcheng’s pretty face blushed slightly, as she shook her head, “I already have someone in my heart, I fear I cannot accept Young Master Kong’s kind offer.”

“Oh?”

Lin Yi’s eyebrows rose, his interest piqued in teasing Lu Qingcheng, “Who is this person? Could he possibly be even better than Lin Yun?”

Lu Qingcheng smiled lightly, “He’s not as capable as Young Master Kong and has many shortcomings, but he is the one Qingcheng cherishes.”

“It seems that young fellow must be quite extraordinary, to have Miss Luo so devoted to him.”

Lin Yi’s face showed a touch of sentiment, “However, you should know my reputation; I am the Peacock Demon King. There’s nothing I want that I can’t get!”

Hearing this, the color drained from Lu Qingcheng’s face; she didn’t know much about the man before her, only the rumors that he was a bloodthirsty monster. If he decided to force himself upon her with his strength, she would have no recourse!

Noticing Lu Qingcheng’s concern, Lin Yi said with a light smile, “Don’t worry, I never force myself on a woman I like. Let’s allow our love to grow over time. For now, just stay by my side, and once we leave the Ancient Battlefield, I will naturally let you go.”

Lu Qingcheng’s expression finally eased considerably, starting to ponder Lin Yi’s proposal. Just staying by his side until they left the Ancient Battlefield and regaining her freedom afterward wasn’t an unacceptable condition.

Besides, considering her and Little Jin’s current strength, even self-protection was somewhat difficult; staying by Lin Yun’s side, at least, would ensure their safety.

Moreover, since Lin Yun truly had saved her life, her request was not too excessive.

“I agree to your terms.”

Without overthinking it, Lu Qingcheng nodded, accepting Lin Yi’s offer.

However, Little Jin at their side was deeply furrowing its brows, occasionally sneaking glances at Lin Yi with confusion in its gaze.

Why did it feel like this Peacock Demon King in front of them acted and spoke a bit too much like Lin Yi?

Could this person actually be Lin Yi in disguise?

Seeing Little Jin’s sneaky expression, Lin Yi let out a cold chuckle, “Why is this dog constantly peering at me? Could it be harboring malicious intent?”

“No, no!”

Little Jin frantically waved its hands, denying it. If it’s wrong, it can’t afford to offend this Demon King; otherwise, its own plump flesh would be in jeopardy!

Sure enough, Lin Yi appraised Little Jin, a green light seemingly emerging in his eyes, “You have a lot of meat on you; would probably taste excellent in a hot pot!”

Little Jin was alarmed, “My flesh is too fatty; it won’t taste good!”

Lu Qingcheng quickly interjected, “Brother Kong, Little Jin is my friend; please be merciful!”

Lin Yi then grudgingly nodded, appearing to finally dismiss the idea of eating dog meat, “Fine! Out of consideration for Qingcheng, I won’t eat dog meat today!”

Little Jin breathed a huge sigh of relief, its life was spared for the moment, but it wasn’t completely out of danger. Being around this Peacock Demon King was too perilous; any slight misstep could put it on the menu.

This guy couldn’t possibly be Lin Yi; he’s far more brutal than Lin Yi!

Moreover, it was Lin Yi’s closest partner; if Lin Yun was truly Lin Yi, why would he treat it like this?

Impossible, it absolutely can’t be!