Martial Arts, the Little Master of the Ancient Tomb, Becomes Stronger When You Drink

142: Chapter 142 Add Ten More”I’m asking you, where is the Fire Ganoderma?!”

Seeing that Lu Linxuan still wouldn’t speak, Ji Ruxue’s voice grew colder, and her grip tightened.

Lu Linxuan’s martial arts were already inferior to Ji Ruxue’s; now that she was restrained, she was even less able to escape.

As the seconds ticked by, Lu Linxuan’s pretty face had long since turned blood-red, and her dark brown pupils couldn’t help but roll upward.

Yet, Ji Ruxue continued to increase the pressure.

At that critical moment, a burst of Jin Qi suddenly shot from the doorway, piercing through the oiled paper on the door and flying toward Ji Ruxue at high speed.

”Bang!”

Before Ji Ruxue could react, she was struck by the Jin Qi and sent flying backward, slamming into the wall beside her before falling to the ground.

With her existing injuries compounded by the sudden ’attack’, Ji Ruxue couldn’t hold it back and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

”Pfft—”

Blood splattered on the ground as the door swung open.

Su Xuan strolled in from outside the room, saying as he walked, ”You don’t need to make things difficult for her; the Fire Ganoderma is with me.”

As he spoke, Su Xuan had already reached Lu Linxuan’s side and reached out to pull her up.

Ji Ruxue also caught her breath. Hearing Su Xuan’s words, she fixed her gaze on him and said coldly, ”It really is you!”

Seeing Su Xuan look over, Ji Ruxue showed no fear; instead, she stood up, extended her fair hand, and demanded firmly, ”Give the Fire Ganoderma back to me...”

Before she could finish, the words died in her throat as she suddenly felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Her delicate body didn’t feel any physical pressure, yet it was as if an invisible mountain was weighing down on her. Ji Ruxue’s body bent slightly against her will, her eyes filled with horror as she looked at Su Xuan.

Before Ji Ruxue could recover, Su Xuan’s voice rang out, ”What? Is this how people from the Phantom Sound Workshop speak to their savior?!”

Su Xuan’s calm tone was filled with coldness, invisibly piling even more pressure onto Ji Ruxue.

Ji Ruxue’s pale, pretty face was tense, her red lips pursed, and her cold eyes were full of wariness.

Scenes from yesterday flashed quickly through Ji Ruxue’s mind.

She had been too reckless just now!

She had actually forgotten this man’s strength!

Truly...

Ji Ruxue’s gaze became increasingly wary, her hands gradually forming a combat stance, ready to strike first at any moment.

Since Ji Ruxue didn’t speak, Su Xuan didn’t bother with her either. He turned his head and gently patted Lu Linxuan’s back to help her steady her breathing.

”Cough, cough...” Lu Linxuan coughed violently, suddenly feeling strands of warm Qi flowing into her body.

As the Qi slowly surged in, the discomfort from being choked just now quickly dissipated.

Having caught her breath, Lu Linxuan patted her chest, moved two steps to the side, pursed her lips, and looked at Su Xuan with her bright eyes, whispering her thanks, ”Thank you...”

Su Xuan waved his hand dismissively. He turned and said, ”My name is Su Xuan. When you return, you can tell your Empress that I took the Fire Ganoderma. Also, I saved your life. Tell your Empress to add another ten stalks of hundred-year-old medicinal herb!”

Saving someone shouldn’t be done for free; Su Xuan had originally only planned to ask for five more herbs.

But Ji Ruxue’s attitude was truly infuriating, so he doubled it to ten stalks!

Having said his piece, and without giving Ji Ruxue a chance to react, Su Xuan grabbed Lu Linxuan and left.

Lu Linxuan’s expression changed slightly. Looking at Su Xuan in front of her, she frowned and exclaimed, ”Hey! What are you doing?”

”Why so much nonsense?! Just come with me!”

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