Chapter 134: Paying the Price with Ones Life (1/2)

“I thought gaining my envoys’ memories and experiences would grant me their masteries, but I was definitely wrong.” Lu Yun emerged from the Gates of the Abyss, his face swollen and covered in bruises. He swallowed a pill and circulated its medicinal effects through his injuries.

He’d been sparring with Aoxue, the dragon princess having suppressed her cultivation to the life core realm to make it a fair fight. Still, Lu Yun was no match for her.

Whenever they used the same combat art, the results were as different as night and day. Aoxue could even easily counter Lu Yun’s Nineteen Cerulean Sword Dragons with a single strike.

It was a heavy blow to his ego indeed.

Aoxue was a once-in-a-thousand-years battle genius of the dragon race. Now that she was a blood dragon, she would be viewed as a top genius in the entire world of immortals. In fact, she’d already been in the top three of the world back in the day, when she was a life core cultivator.

Although Lu Yun possessed all of her experiences and memories, he could only take at most three hits from her when they possessed the same cultivation level. Still, his motivation burned fiercely. After recruiting Aoxue as an Envoy of Samsara, he’d not only gained her experience and memory, but also her talents. As long as he put in the work, he would one day become a battle genius like her.

The passage of time essentially stopped outside the Gates of the Abyss when Lu Yun set foot in hell. Here, he had all the time in the world to digest the envoys’ skills and make them his. However, hell was a dead world. Every once in a while, he had to return to the real world, or the energy of hell would taint him, slowly turning him into a monster shunned by the living.

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“I can take four hits from Aoxue now!” A small smile pulled at Lu Yun’s bruised face; it was such a tremendous step forward.

Originally, he’d planned to have Aoxue stay in the Skandha Range and investigate the Enneawyrm Coffinbearers, but circumstances demanded that he summon her back to be his sparring partner. Otherwise, he wouldn’t stand a chance against the great geniuses in the world of immortals.

“Emergency, trouble, trouble, emergency!” Wails traveled in from the door, followed shortly thereafter by Ge Long crawling in, cradling his head.

“What’s going on? What’s wrong?” Lu Yun frowned and snapped, “Put your head back on first.”

“Of course, of course!” Ge Long wiped his head clean of tears, snot, and dirt, then placed it back on his neck. “Milord, the two ladies started trouble with someone they can’t afford to offend in the southern part of the city. They’re surrounded by a great number of immortals. Even this old servant almost died at their hands!”

Ge Long was seriously injured, and, in fact, would’ve died several times over if he’d been a regular golden core cultivator. It was only because his name was written in the Tome of Life and Death that allowed him to survive. Those haughty immortals didn’t care about a golden core small fish like him, giving him the opportunity to escape.

“Yuying and Feinie?” Lu Yun blinked. “They’re in trouble? Who started it?”

Those two were both on the aloof side. They would never start something, unless someone else provoked them first.

“Lady Feinie wanted to take a look at the Coretrial Arena this morning, so Lady Yuying went with her. Some arrogant womanizer came out of nowhere and harassed them. Lady Feinie drove him away at first, but the skirt chaser returned with his men and attempted to kidnap them.” Ge Long continued, “Those bullies even injured Sir Qing Han, who came after hearing what happened, and have surrounded Feinie and Yuying. You must stop them, sir. If—”

“What did you say?” Lu Yun’s expression darkened. “Who injured Qing Han?”