Chapter 347 - I Want Him to Plead for Death (2/2)

“Muxue! Muxue, it’s… it’s all my fault…” Xiao Chen’s eyes were wide open, and his grip on the Blood Lotus Demon Blade was so tight that the blade threatened to break. Suddenly, he howled and turned to Ling Fei. In a sharp voice, he yelled, “What exactly do you want?!” “Speak! Worse comes to worst. I’ll trade her life for mine!”

“Hehe! What do I want? You exterminated my entire family, but I don’t want your life! I want you to experience all the torment in this world!” Ling Fei looked deranged when he suddenly struck Li Muxue with his palm. The attack caused her five visceras and six bowels to nearly rupture.

“Stop!” Xiao Chen’s eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

The expressions of the cultivators from the large sects had changed a long time ago. Perfected Immortal Qing Chen cried in anger, “Ling Fei! Your grudge against Xiao Chen has nothing to do with other people! Let go of my disciple!”

“Ling Fei! You’re an Orthodox disciple! How can you take out your anger on someone else? Let go of my Junior Sister!”

Yu Yifeng stepped forward, wanting to save Li Muxue, but it was evident that Ling Fei had no plans of leaving this place alive. With his death, Li Muxue’s soul would also integrate. The reason the Ling family was able to stand tall in the East Continent was their sinister craft, the Blood Yin Incantation!

“Orthodox? I told you he’s a Devil’s Practice follower, didn’t I? But you insisted on shielding him. Now that he has killed my entire family, you’re bringing up the Orthodox Path? Hahaha!”

Ling Fei remained in that manic state of his. No one dared to go up to him and save Li Muxue. Ling Ruoxu was too ashamed for words. He chided, “Ling Fei, this Devil’s Practice follower has nowhere to run! Let go of that lady now!”

Ling Fei sneered and said sharply, “Bah! Ling Ruoxu! You’re unworthy of being the head of our family! If it weren’t for your indecisiveness, we wouldn’t have ended up like this today! If you hadn’t stopped people from hunting him down, we wouldn’t have ended up like this today!”

“Amitabha. If revenge breeds revenge, will there ever be an end to it? Benefactor Ling, you shouldn’t entrench yourself in the swamp of misery anymore…” Master Xuanji muttered the Buddhist saying with his palms placed together.

“Shut up, you filthy monk! You have no right to educate me! Your Wuyin Monastery isn’t anything honorable either! You’re a bunch of hypocrites!”

Ling Fei was so deranged that he would lash out against anyone that threatened him. Xiao Chen said solemnly, “Then what do you want…”

“Hehe! What do I want? I want you to destroy your Nascent Soul by yourself! Right now!”

Li Muxue raised her head and said weakly, “Don’t, Brother Xiao! Even if you destroy your Nascent Soul, I… I won’t be able to survive today either…” Tears streamed down her face midway into her sentence.

“Shut up, you slut!” Ling Fei struck her with his palm.

“Fine! I’ll destroy it!” Xiao Chen thrust his saber into the ground, causing crushed stones to fly everywhere.

“My Lord, you must not!” Guifeng stopped him. He looked up at Ling Fei and said furiously, “You lowly person! Let go of her immediately!”

“Shut you, you damned ghost! You were a slave alive, and still a slave dead! You’ll forever be a damned slave!”

“Roar—” The diabolic horse let out an ear-shattering roar and was about to charge upward when Ling Fei clutched Li Muxue’s throat. “Come on! I’ll end my life and have this slut die with me!”

“Stop!” Xiao Chen said, extending his hand. He looked coldly at Ling Fei. “Remove her curse, and I’ll destroy my Nascent Soul immediately! I swear I’ll do it!”

Tears rained down Li Muxue’s face as she pleaded, “Brother Xiao, no! I haven’t told you but my lifespan is about to…”

“Shut up, slut!” Ling Fei tightened his grip around her throat, preventing her from speaking.

Suddenly, twelve silhouettes appeared out of thin air. The ladies of Hidden Fragrance Wafting Under the Moon had finally caught up to Xiao Chen. They weren’t as quick as him, which was what delayed them for so long.

Qingluan glared at Ling Fei and flung a package dripping with blood at him. “Your Grandpa’s head! Take it!”

“Grandpa!” Ling Fei looked pained. The moment he reached out to grab the package, Xiao Chen unleashed his Immortal-override Steps and appeared in front of him. However, someone was even faster than him, and snatched Li Muxue out of Ling Fei’s hands. Ling Fei turned pale from fright and immediately tried to kill himself and Li Muxue.

“The Roar of Ice Dragon Spirit!”

Xiao Chen thrust his palms at the same time, and an ear-shattering dragon’s roar resounded. Once Ling Fei was frozen, he turned his head to look at the person who took Li Muxue. The silver-haired woman was one of the Jade Qing Seven and Li Muxue’s master, Yanluo.

“Muxue!” Xiao Chen wanted to rush over to her, but Yanluo raised a hand and barricaded him. She said coldly, “From now on, she has nothing to do with you!” She made several taps on Li Muxue’s body with her fingertip and then drew out a red wisp out of her midbrows.

“Is the Blood Yin Soul Incantation removed?” Xiao Chen asked impatiently.

“Yes,” Yan Luo said coldly. “But I told you. From now on, she has nothing to do with you!” Carrying Li Muxue, she propelled herself forward with the tip of her foot and disappeared in the crowd.

Xiao Chen turned around to look at Ling Fei, who was encased in a layer of ice. Ling Fei’s mouth was open, frozen at the moment he was about to recite his mantra. Xiao Chen said frostily, “Guifeng!”

“Here!”

“Lay down a Barrier for me. I want him to plead for death!”

“Yes, my Lord! Devil Devours Three Thousand!”

Dark clouds rolled overhead, and an incorporeal force rained upon them, separating them from everyone else. Ling Ruoxu’s expression changed. “Xiao Chen! What are you trying to do?!”

Xiao Chen flashed him a sinister smile. “Didn’t you hear me earlier? I want him to plead for death!”