Chapter 38 - Scary Zhuo Fan (2/2)
“Even if we are to die together, at least I can repay godfather’s kindness for raising me.” Lei Yuting’s eyes glittered with tears as she stared at him right in the eye, “I just want to know, did you ever love me?”
Black demonic energy drifted from Yang Ming’s hand as he sneered, “I am a genius disciple of Hell Valley. If I am ever to marry, I would choose from among the seven houses. How can I be tied down with the likes of you?”
Tears fell unabated but Lei Yuting hardened her determination, “Then from now on, we are through.”
Lei Yuting followed her last word with lightning flickering between her fingers. Yang Ming laughed, hardly afraid, and fought back with the black-colored hand.
In the clash between the freezing palm and the flickering lightning, sparks flew.
However, Yang Ming dodged Lightning Finger at the last second and struck down Lei Yuting with no remorse.
Lei Yuting saw his evil grin and came to terms with the outcome, closing her eyes for death to take her.
It was then that a flash of red struck Yang Ming’s black palm.
Bam!
Yang Ming was sent flying and coughed blood in midair.
An infant’s cry came from the red light as it flew into a bush.
Waking from her stupor, Lei Yuting saw Yang Ming heavily wounded on the ground and the weakened red light among the bushes.
She knew it was Zhuo Fan’s Blood Infant.
She stood there in a daze, muttering as she glanced at Blood Infant, “Was it you who saved me?”
The Blood Infant tried to fly again, only to collapse.
She did not know of the inseparable bond between Zhuo Fan and the Blood Infant, however, she knew it was something he treasured. But even so, to think that Zhuo Fan would send his treasure to save her.
Lei Yuting began to feel warm inside. When she turned her focus to Yang Ming, only killing intent remained in her eyes.
Walking over, Lei Yuting’s fingers crackled with lightning.
Yang Ming was panicking, wanting to flee but hardly had the energy to get up.
“Sister Yuting, have mercy. Remember how close we were? Remember how we used to laugh?” Yang Ming shrank backwards while begging.
“Now I want to kill you even more!”
Snorting, her fingers struck without hesitation.
“W-wait, spare me…” Yang Ming wailed, but there was no one to hear his cry.
Bam!
When Lei Yuting’s attack was about to land, a tremendous power blew her away.
A bald elderly landed next to Yang Ming.
“Elder Jian!” Yang Ming cried out. He took Elder Jian as his savior, having pulled him out of the jaws of death. Never had he been so thrilled to meet an elder from his house.
Throwing a side glance at the wounded kid, he bellowed, “How did you fall so low? What about the plan?”
Yang Ming’s face fell and shook his head, “Unclear.”
Elder Jian wanted to kick this worthless thing away, [You are the one most knowledgeable about this plan and yet you come to me saying it’s unclear?]
[The house’s expense was heavy in this decade long plan, and this is your answer?]
If Elder Jian didn’t need to hear the kid’s report, he would’ve killed him right then and there.
“Forget it, we’ll speak of it when we return.” Sighing, Elder Jian’s eyes turned to the stunned Lei Yuting, “After we get rid of this girl.”
He then jumped at her with a palm strike.
Coming face to face with a Profound Heaven expert for the first time, Lei Yuting was frozen in fear. Under such power, she couldn’t even defend.
“Is this the power of the Profound Heaven Stage?”
Lei Yuting paled, rooted to her spot as she waited for the palm to take her life.
Whoosh!
A sudden silver flash cowered Elder Jian into retreating before the hit landed. A figure made itself notice as it walked next to Lei Yuting, striking a sinister grin, “Do all elders from Hell Valley like to pick on juniors?”
“Zhuo Fan!”
Lei Yuting cried in joy as her heart found peace.