Chapter 41: Han Yuntian Is Dead—You Just Want to Ride Me, Don’t You
“Heh heh, once I catch you, I’ll slowly drain your blood. I want you to feel the loss of your life’s essence as you remain conscious, to experience pain, despair, and yet more despair…”
He was not joking. This woman before him had cost him so much time—how could he let her die so quickly?
Xiao Ling’er gripped her sword tighter at his words. There was no other way now; once her shield was broken, it would be a fight to the death.
Cultivators did not fear death, but there was a faint sorrow in her heart.
Unconsciously, Xiao Ling’er took out a candy Ling Tian had given her and popped it into her mouth.
In that instant, she found herself missing that mischievous-looking boy.
If only he were here…
But she quickly refocused on Han Yuntian, her expression serious. This was no ordinary opponent—she could not let her guard down.
She knew well that if she fell into his hands, her fate would be grim.
Since things had come to this, she was ready to fight with all she had.
If she must die, she would make sure he paid dearly as well.
“Heh heh, it’s finally about to break! Prepare to die! I will…”
Han Yuntian licked his lips, eyes fixed on the faltering shield. Just one more punch and he could savor his feast.
How exhilarating. After lying in wait for so long, his prize was finally within reach—how could he not be overjoyed?
Bang—
Before he could finish, a shoe sole smashed into his face.
“To be honest, your laugh is disgustingly creepy!”
Han Yuntian was sent flying as Ling Tian landed steadily on the ground.
“Let me tell you, this guy is vicious—he’s drained a lot of people…”
Xiao Ling’er’s beautiful eyes sparkled at the sight of Ling Tian. For some reason, his presence made her feel completely at ease.
“Didn’t I send the rendezvous point? Why are you here?”
Ling Tian frowned at Xiao Ling’er, puzzled. The gathering spot was in the opposite direction, which meant she had gone the wrong way. If Xiao Ling’er had headed for the rendezvous, she wouldn’t have encountered such danger.
“I… I can’t tell directions…”
Xiao Ling’er hung her head, answering with some embarrassment. She had no intention of hiding the truth—she still needed his help, after all. And she didn’t feel it was something to be ashamed of; everyone had their flaws, and hers was nothing she couldn’t own.
Ling Tian…
He was at a loss for words, but Xiao Ling’er’s mistake had inadvertently saved many lives by trapping Han Yuntian here.
If Ling Tian hadn’t sensed the clothing he’d given her nearby in time, Xiao Ling’er would have been in grave danger.
He was about to speak when Han Yuntian, having gotten back to his feet, interrupted:
“Heh heh, such powerful life force—even purer than that girl’s. Boy, I’ll keep you as my captive, let you supply me with blood forever.”
Han Yuntian’s blood-red eyes brimmed with greed.
“Oh? Is that so? You must be the Fourth Demon Scion, Han Yuntian?”
Ling Tian’s eyes gleamed with interest as he spoke indifferently to Han Yuntian.
Humans and demons were sworn enemies, and Han Yuntian had also caused the death of his cousin in his memories. There was no way he would let him leave alive.
“How do you know who I am? Who are you?”
Han Yuntian’s expression darkened as he studied Ling Tian, but could not recall meeting him before.
“The dying have no right to know my name.”
Ling Tian snorted coldly, his body radiating sword light as he thrust his sword at Han Yuntian.
“Courting death!”
Han Yuntian charged straight into the sword light.
Clang, clang—
Ling Tian’s sword struck Han Yuntian’s arm, producing metallic clangs. The Supreme Demon Bone truly was formidable.
“I was afraid you wouldn’t show up!”
Ling Tian narrowed his eyes, chaotic energy surging around him.
“Chaos Domain—open!”
When he faced Lin Chuchen, Ling Tian had hidden his true strength.
Now, with his Chaotic Dao Physique maturing, he could manifest a domain—his Chaotic Domain!
A mysterious aura instantly enveloped all three of them.
“You have a domain?!”
Han Yuntian, knocked back by Ling Tian’s sword, felt the strange, unfathomable energy invade his body and was horrified, quickly trying to resist.
Every Dao Physique could manifest a domain, but usually only after reaching great mastery. Before that, there were only minor phenomena.
Did this mean that Ling Tian’s Dao Physique had already matured?
Ling Tian simply smiled without answering. He raised his hand and clenched his fist lightly. In the void, the chaotic energy condensed into a massive fist, which smashed toward Han Yuntian as Ling Tian moved.
Within Ling Tian’s domain, he alone was master.
“Block it!”
Han Yuntian’s expression was savage as he faced the black fist, demonic energy surging. He managed to block the attack, but that moment of weakness allowed the chaotic energy to invade his body, devouring his spiritual energy.
“Damn it!”
Han Yuntian’s face twisted with fury. He had never suffered such a loss at the hands of a peer.
Blood spurted from his mouth as he was struck again, and he turned to flee—the disadvantage here was too great.
The cursed black energy clung to him like maggots to bone!
“Trying to run?”
Ling Tian’s lips curled into a cold smile as he drew out the Human Emperor Banner.
“In the name of heaven, by my command—open!”
“Divine Binding!”
He would never let Han Yuntian escape; this demon cultivator had no scruples.
“Blood Shield!”
Han Yuntian froze as he found himself unable to move, a look of grim determination and hatred in his eyes.
With a thunderous boom, Han Yuntian’s body exploded into a cloud of blood, fleeing in a wisp.
“I’ll remember you!”
He spat out a final threat as he vanished at astonishing speed, not daring to glance back.
Ling Tian narrowed his eyes, turning to Xiao Ling’er, his gaze intense.
Flying was forbidden—so then…
“What are you up to?”
Xiao Ling’er shrank back, feeling his gaze was a little too intent.
“Phew, I must have shaken them off by now.”
Having fled hundreds of miles in a single breath, Han Yuntian’s blood energy gradually stabilized.
He could hardly believe he’d suffered such a crushing defeat.
He grimaced as he realized his cultivation had dropped to the seventh level of the Dao Palace.
Blood escape was swift, but it came at a heavy cost.
“Damn it, Divine Fire Sect? I’ll definitely have my revenge!”
With a cold laugh, Han Yuntian pulled out the sect’s communication jade to check their positions.
He had decided to replenish his lost blood energy from the disciples of their sect.
He began recuperating—blood escape left one in a period of weakness.
“Tsk, as for revenge, I’m afraid you won’t have the chance.”
A familiar voice made Han Yuntian break out in cold sweat.
It wasn’t his imagination; he clearly felt the burning of flames.
A magnificent red phoenix appeared before him, with Ling Tian standing on its back.
“You—how is this possible?!”
Han Yuntian was stunned—when did he get a mount?!
“Die!”
Ling Tian formed a sword with his hand and struck.
A ghastly, bone-deep sword wound split Han Yuntian’s chest.
“Heh heh, good, very good. But you won’t have it easy either!”
Realizing escape was impossible, Han Yuntian formed a demonic sigil and hurled it at Ling Tian and Xiao Ling’er.
With all his treasures, Ling Tian was unharmed, but Xiao Ling’er, caught off guard, was marked.
Ling Tian’s face darkened as he used the Human Emperor Banner to bind Han Yuntian before him.
“Damn it! What did you do?!”
“Heh heh, don’t be mad. It’s nothing, really—just a demon mark. Now they’ll know you killed me. Too bad you didn’t get marked as well.”
Han Yuntian grinned with satisfaction at Ling Tian’s current expression.
“Hmph, burn!”
Ling Tian wasted no words. With a thought, the Human Emperor Banner’s flames entered Han Yuntian’s body.
The man endured in silence, but was burned to ashes.
[Task complete.]
[Task reward: Calamity Eye!]
The task completion message sounded in Ling Tian’s mind—Han Yuntian was truly dead.
Ling Tian jumped down as Xiao Ling’er returned to her human form. Her clothes, being a sacred artifact, were undamaged, but her face was troubled.
“Don’t worry, I’ll ask my master to remove it for you.”
Ling Tian patted her shoulder, confident that with Luo Qingqiu’s help, it would be resolved in no time.
“I never understood why you brought me back to your sacred land, or why you gave me such an opportunity…”
But Xiao Ling’er suddenly looked up, her eyes blazing as she stepped closer to Ling Tian.
“What are you talking about? We’re just friends, that’s all.”
Ling Tian, flustered, turned his head and stepped back, alarm rising in his heart. Did she suspect something?
Backed against a tree, Ling Tian was pinned by Xiao Ling’er, who gave him a wall slam and murmured,
“Actually, you just want to ride me, don’t you?”