bookandnovel Chapter 14693 Misunderstanding
Chapter 14693 Misunderstanding
Chapter 14693 Misunderstanding
Ling Xiao glanced at her sideways, a cold smile creeping across his face. Just now, when life and death hung in the balance, you were the first to run away; now that there's an opportunity outside the realm, you're eagerly trying to grab a share?
There's no such thing as a free lunch. He nodded expressionlessly and decisively... but didn't say anything, leaving his mother's eagerness hanging in the balance.
The Queen Mother's face flushed red and then turned pale. She stood there awkwardly, her heart filled with regret.
She knew all too well that at her level, an opportunity to break through limitations and glimpse a higher realm was a once-in-a-millennium chance, fleeting in an instant. Her hesitation just now had caused her to miss such an immense opportunity!
Before long, the turbulence of the sea of clouds in the sky suddenly subsided. Two figures landed back on Listening to the Waves Cliff, one after the other.
Wen Yan was still dressed in his spotless white robe, his folding fan gently waving as he calmly strolled around, as if he had simply gone for a walk: "Brother Mu Yin, you flatter me. I will protect this man for two and a half months. Farewell!"
Having said that, before Mu Yin could react, he suddenly rolled up his sleeve, and a gentle yet irresistible force enveloped Ling Xiao. The two figures instantly faded away, disappearing from the spot as if they had merged into the air.
On the cliff, only Mu Yin, whose face was so gloomy it seemed to drip water, and the Queen Mother, who stood before the cold jade platform with an extremely complicated expression, remained.
Mu Yin stared intently in the direction where Ling Xiao had disappeared, the killing intent in his eyes almost tangible.
Two and a half months... We absolutely cannot wait! This kid is growing too fast; even one more day would be a disaster. We must find a way to bypass Wen Yan and kill him as soon as possible!
He glanced coldly at his mother, who was still stunned and regretful, snorted, flicked his sleeve and turned into a streak of gray light, leaving angrily.
The Empress stood alone, gazing at the empty, cold jade platform. After a long while, she sighed heavily, her figure slowly sinking into the thick fog. But deep within her eyes, the resentment and fervor burned like wildfire, never fading in the slightest…
She had no intention of giving up this opportunity so easily.
……
Deep within a sea of clouds, atop a wondrous peak shrouded in ethereal mist.
Wen Yan suddenly appeared with Ling Xiao.
The pavilions and towers here are scattered in a well-organized manner, with gurgling springs and exotic flowers and plants everywhere. It is completely different from the desolate and cold Tingtao Cliff, and is like a fairyland on earth.
Wen Yan dismissed the servants who had rushed over upon hearing the news, and turned to look at Ling Xiao. His smile remained gentle, but his eyes were as deep as an abyss, devoid of any trace of his former carefree spirit: "Young friend, there are no outsiders here. I have a question, and I hope you will answer it frankly."
A slight alarm bell rang in Ling Xiao's heart, but he remained respectful on the surface, cupping his hands and saying, "Please speak, senior."
Wen Yan lightly tapped Ling Xiao's direction with his folding fan, then slowly spoke, his tone carrying an undeniable sense of pressure: "Is the 'Demon Lord Black Sky Sword'... actually on you?"
Ling Xiao's heart tightened suddenly, his pupils contracted slightly, and he was about to speak to make an excuse when he saw Wen Yan suddenly grin...
That smile instantly shattered the facade of gentle elegance, becoming eerie and unpredictable: "No need to answer. Your reaction, coupled with that old fox Mother's probing, I already know the answer in my heart."
Before he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure far exceeding that of Mu Yin suddenly descended like Mount Tai crashing down! Ling Xiao felt his whole body stiffen, and his spiritual power, blood and qi, and even his soul were tightly imprisoned by this pressure, and he couldn't even move his fingertips!
The gentleness in Wen Yan's eyes vanished completely, leaving only naked coldness and greed. He pointed his fingers like a sword, seemingly aiming at Ling Xiao's brow from afar, his voice chilling and piercing: "The Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword, an opportunity from beyond the realm... such a great fortune should rightfully belong to me, Wen Yan!"
call out……!
A semi-transparent phantom of divine soul, condensed to the extreme and carrying countless obscure runes, shot out from between Wen Yan's eyebrows, as fast as lightning, heading straight for Ling Xiao's sea of consciousness!
They actually wanted to forcibly search his soul and seize his spirit, not only to uncover all his secrets, but also to directly invade his body and plunder this heaven-defying opportunity!
That scoundrel Wen Yan actually dared to try and possess my body?!
Ling Xiao's pupils constricted sharply, a surge of overwhelming rage rushing into his mind! The next moment, he had no time to think; his Overlord Martial Soul was instantly activated to its limit, an incomparably violent pressure nearly bursting through his body…
No matter how high Wen Yan's cultivation level or how deep his realm, anyone who dares to search his soul and seize his body is a mortal enemy who will fight to the death!
However, just as the Overlord Martial Soul was about to erupt...
boom!!!
A soul force far more powerful and vast than the Overlord Martial Soul suddenly swept out from the Demon Needle Space!
This soul power was like a giant dragon awakening after slumbering for eternity, carrying an aura of dominance over heaven and earth, heading straight for Wen Yan's illusory soul that had invaded his sea of consciousness!
Click!
A crisp sound, like the shattering of a soul, echoed in the void. Wen Yan's incredibly refined soul phantom had no chance to resist at all, and was completely wiped out by this terrifying soul power, leaving not even a trace behind!
Across from him, Wen Yan's face turned deathly pale in an instant, and a stinging trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He staggered back several steps, his eyes filled with disbelief and terror. His gaze toward Ling Xiao had changed from greed to deep-seated fear.
"Young man! It's a misunderstanding! This is a huge misunderstanding!" Wen Yan shouted in a panic, "I meant no harm, I really didn't!"
Ling Xiao exuded a chilling killing intent, his voice as cold as ice in the dead of winter, each word piercing the heart: "I thought you were a highly respected person, acting with integrity and uprightness, but I never expected you to be such a petty thief!"
He thought to himself, if Wen Yan really wanted to fight to the death, he wouldn't mind using the last bit of energy from the Sword Demon's clone... At worst, they would perish together, who's afraid of who!
"It's really a misunderstanding!"
Wen Yan hurriedly waved his hand, explaining repeatedly, his voice trembling slightly, "I was impetuous just now, I was blinded by the opportunity from beyond the realm. I just wanted to confirm whether the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword was on you, I had absolutely no intention of possessing you!"
Ling Xiao frowned, his eyes sharp as knives, scrutinizing Wen Yan, whose face was pale and whose breathing was disordered.
Although this guy's soul was injured, his cultivation level was still intact, and his combat power had not decreased too much.
If they were to actually take action, they might not come out on top, but using the power of the sword aura would be a losing proposition.
He pondered for a moment, and had already made up his mind.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Xiao suppressed the killing intent in his heart, his tone remaining icy:
"Senior Wen Yan, I hope you will think twice before acting. If you dare to do such a thing again, even if I am not strong enough, I will fight to the death! At that time, the trust between us will be completely destroyed!"
"Of course! Of course!" Wen Yan nodded hurriedly, as if he had been granted a pardon, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
He paused, his gaze still drifting towards Ling Xiao, his tone tinged with urgency: "But...that sword..."
He had to confirm the whereabouts of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword; otherwise, why would he risk offending the Sword Star Sanctuary and protect Ling Xiao?