Chapter 388 - Blood Feud (1/2)

Looking at the crying woman, Wang Ling was passive. He did not show any hate at her for what she had done, he was simply, silent.

This woman rushed into this room carrying a sword, she aimed for Leo, but Wang Ling got in between. He could have stopped her sword, avoid any bloodshed, but instead, he softened his body and simply allowed her to wave the sword.

Blood was drawn, the woman collapsed in horror upon realizing what she was doing and Wang Ling now bled without care. He looked at her and even asked if she was happy with what she had just done.

”MASTER!” Leo and Jiru were quick on their feet, wanting to assist Wang Ling, but both of them were stopped.

”Do not move, I am having a conversation with a grieving mother.” Wang Ling looked straight in the eyes of the woman, at his question. His eyes held no resentment which freaked out the mother.

”Grandmaster Wang, please, let us talk thi—” Dratia felt the tense air and wished to flip the situation but was stopped as Wang Ling gave him a side glance.

The air became heavier, ”Did I not just said I am talking to this grieving mother?”

Wang Ling waited, and waited, he was bleeding but everyone felt threatened by him. When the woman finally stopped her tears, she looked at Wang Ling and nodded.

Wang Ling smiled, ”That's good, then everyone can listen to me now… with this, I now carry the mark of Lucius Vyasa's sins do you agree?”

The mother shook her head against what everyone thought. Dratia who had been relegated to a mere background character asked her, ”Why?”

”My son is dead because of that bastard! Do you really think this is enough retribution that bastard needs to die like his broth—”

SLASH! Wang Ling picked up the fallen sword nearby and didn't hesitate to execute a slash, ”You have an insolent, tongue, don't you?”

A part of the waiting room was cut and fell, Wang Ling's rage bursts out of his body at the sight of this woman as to why he was so pissed, no one really knows. But if they could guess, it must be because Dalia Lopus, the Madam of the Lopus Family ignored Wang Ling's request.

But Dratia could feel, it, no everyone could feel it, the massive power emanating from Wang Ling made the weak incapable of breathing. Some fell on the ground, limped and unconscious.

Quickly, Irta and Ylsa came running in, they got on the floor, ”We beg of you, please spare her.”

Ylsa swallowed her saliva, she was quivering before raising her head to try and diffuse the situation, ”She was the one who loved Seran the most, Mother pampered him and protected him, it is not easy for her to forgive the family of those who killed her son. Quite frankly, I too, as Seran's older sister find it hard to forgive the young man behind you despite him not having to do with anything… Sera… he was a kind brother he didn't deserve to—”

Laughter echoed in the room; all raised their head to see Wang Ling cackling away without a care for the situation, ”Do you really think that's the reason why I'm angered? Do you think I can't understand the grief of a mother? I understand her very well, but that's not why I was angered.”

”What do you mean?” Ylsa drew blank on what Wang Ling was talking about.

”How ludicrous, this is why I can't deal with people with presumptuous people.” Colt's laughter ended, his eyes turned sharp as he continued his words, ”You say that Seran brat's death was undeserving? You have got to be kidding me, that kid reaped what he had sown.”

Clang!

”I know you're strong Grandmaster Wang, but you have disrespected my family long enough!” Dratia was the one who made the move. He sent out a palm attack and Wang Ling deflected it.

Dratia was standing a couple of steps from Wang Ling, his eyes glaring at him with hate. Other than the fact that Seran was his child, that boy was also the golden child of this family, he was talented and they poured their resources into him.

”I don't care what kind of Grandmaster you are; you have disrespected my house, my dead son, and our very pride… do you really think I'll just stand aside and take it all in?”

Dratia's cultivation was above Qi Cloaking Realm, and Wang Ling was a mere Qi Reinforcement Realm cultivation. Wang Ling knew he wouldn't be able to kill Dratia who's as strong as the Seventh Elder in terms of cultivation.

[He's careful of me, he's not arrogant like the other guy, seems like I need to even out the playing ground.]

Wang Ling thought to himself and stabbed his heart with his thumb and all of a sudden, the True Devil Qi he had been suppressing surged all over his body.

Blood flowed more and more out of his wounds as a rampage in his meridians surfaced but as single circulation was finished, Wang Ling stopped the flow once more.

Blood flowed out of his mouth, the pain was enhanced but in return, every pore in Wang Ling's body was all forcefully opened.

In a matter of second, he reached Qi Cloaking Realm.  Wang Ling coated his body with Holy Qi and reinforced his internal organs and after stopping the bleeding, he was ready to fight.

Or so it would seem.