"Dao Principle of Slaughter, Major Achievement stage?" Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, a smile playing on his face.
As expected of a reborn powerhouse, Xia Chen's combat strength is indeed not comparable to ordinary prodigies. At the very least, he's the first proud son of heaven I've encountered who has reached the Major Achievement stage in a Dao Principle.
"Boom!"
The thunder sun and the blade radiance collided violently in mid-air, creating ripples that spread for thousands of feet. The sky above the entire Path-Enlightenment City instantly became as bright as day.
The collision of two Dao Principles was naturally terrifying. In front of the two combatants, countless tall buildings instantly collapsed, turning into dust on the ground. The earth cracked, and heaven and earth seemed inverted.
But in the end, the thunder sun gradually dimmed, and the golden radiance also vanished into the void. Everything returned to calm.
Yet, Xia Chen's figure trembled inexplicably for a moment, and his face actually turned somewhat pale.
"Hmph." Ling Xiao snorted coldly, his footsteps suddenly stepping forward. But just as the Si Xie Sword in his hand was about to be drawn, an elderly figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, standing between the two.
"Are you two planning to... tear down my Path-Enlightenment City?" The newcomer wore gray robes, with white hair and a white beard, his appearance aged. His face was full of bitterness.
"So it's the City Lord of Path-Enlightenment." Xia Chen's expression turned serious as he gave the old man a slight nod.
Ninth Grade Divine King, a elder of the Tai Xuan Dao Sect. The duty of the Path-Enlightenment City Lord was to protect this city. For ordinary minor scuffles, he naturally wouldn't intervene, but these two before him... were truly a bit too fierce.
"Young Master Ling Xiao, could you give this old man some face? The Myriad Sects Grand Competition is in just one day. If you two have any grievances, could you resolve them during the competition?" The Path-Enlightenment City Lord looked at Ling Xiao with a pained expression. Compared to the Yuan Yue Holy Son, the one he was truly concerned about was actually the Ling Clan successor before him.
"Oh, that slap mark on the Yuan Yue Holy Son's face is extremely becoming. Since you are so shameless... today I shall bestow upon you your true name." The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth lifted, and a whirlwind suddenly surged around him.
Even Xia Chen seemed unable to react in time. He only saw a black shadow flash before his eyes before a powerful slap landed fiercely on his other cheek.
A tremendous force assailed. Xia Chen hurriedly circulated his spiritual power, but in the end, he was still sent flying by Ling Xiao's palm.
"Pfft!" Xia Chen opened his mouth, spitting out a mouthful of blood and teeth.
Only then did the crowd understand what was meant by "true name."
The Toothless One—Xia Chen truly lived up to that name today!
"City Lord, I grant you this face." After speaking, Ling Xiao gave Xia Chen a deep look before turning and disappearing into the darkness.
The game is set. How could I bear to truly kill Xia Chen before plundering all his Luck Points? Give him some stimulation, give him some hope. Make him fearful, hateful, yet feeling like... he might just have a chance.
Thus...
My old friend, give full play to your remaining usefulness.
As for that treasure on him that carries the remnant soul for rebirth, it's best to have someone test it first. Being cautious ensures a longer life.
Xiao Tu is quite suitable, isn't he?
If Ling Xiao wasn't mistaken, since Xia Chen could keep a wisp of his remnant soul for possession, that supreme treasure... might be related to the soul?
And tonight's two slaps, for the inherently suspicious and cautious Xia Chen, were merely the trigger to shatter his Dao Heart, and also the beginning of his hatred.
Want to team up?
Heh, I'll first break each of your mental states one by one, make you turn on each other, and then harvest you all individually. No hurry.
"How could this be!! That fluctuation just now!!"
Sure enough, even after Ling Xiao's figure disappeared, the shock on Xia Chen's face remained.
What's wrong with this world?
Are the prodigies in this lower realm all so ridiculously strong?
Can anyone who wants to slap me just do it?!
And I can't offer the slightest resistance?!
"Holy Son Xia Chen... heh, are you alright?" The Path-Enlightenment City Lord forced a bitter smile. The moment this Yuan Yue Holy Son fell into a daze, he already understood that this young man's Dao Heart was probably on the verge of collapse.
But!
What surprised him was that Xia Chen only took a deep breath, and the confusion in his eyes instantly vanished completely.
"Heh, City Lord, thank you for today." After speaking, his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
Nian Qingyun, Ling Xiao, you will definitely pay for what you did today.
It's been centuries. I haven't suffered such humiliation for centuries.
The era of great contention truly produces prodigies in droves.
But who is Xia Chen?
The esteemed Slaughter Emperor, who once dominated an entire realm, how could he be discouraged by a mere humiliation?
The origin of the Dao Principle of Slaughter comes from slaughter. Only in the most perilous killings can he display his most powerful talent.
Originally, he hadn't paid much attention to this secret realm journey. It was just playing games with a bunch of ignorant children, conveniently harvesting some opportunities.
He never expected that today, because of these two slaps, it would become infinitely interesting.
At the peak of Path-Enlightenment Mountain, I won't kill you.
But in the secret realm, I will let you know this Emperor's true name!
As for Lin Xi...
An ant. All will become stepping stones for this Emperor's return to the peak!
My temperament will become increasingly resilient, ruthless, and merciless!
In this life, I will perfect the Dao Principle of Slaughter!!
By the time Xia Chen's figure returned to the courtyard, Shui Yue'er had already prepared tea and waited for a long time.
"Holy Son... you're back." At this moment, the Yin Fan Divine Maiden's face clearly showed a trace of surprise. "Holy Son... who beat your face into a pig's head?"
"Hmph!" Xia Chen snorted coldly but didn't answer. Instead, he picked up the tea and took a small sip. "Has Lin Xi... not returned yet?"
"Not yet..." Shui Yue'er's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Holy Son... what's wrong with your mouth?"
"Nothing. He probably won't be coming back." A dark gleam flashed in Xia Chen's eyes. Since Lin Xi exposed himself in front of me today, he probably wouldn't dare show up for a while. Moreover, judging by Ling Xiao's demeanor, he probably also saw through today's scheme. Otherwise, he definitely wouldn't have forced Lin Xi to reveal himself.
Interesting, truly interesting.
"Won't be coming back? Holy Son, do you mean... that Lin Xi... is dead?"
"He's not dead now, but daring to frame this... Holy Son, he is already a dead man." Xia Chen smiled faintly, then suddenly looked at Shui Yue'er with a strange gaze. "Yue'er, I've heard your skills are quite proficient. How about we... discuss them?"
"Holy... Holy Son..."
"Boom!"
Mighty spiritual pressure spread, and an air of springtime dispersed. The entire courtyard was soon filled with the sound of heavy panting.
Even though Xia Chen's mind was flawless, he was clearly suppressing rage today.
...
Ling Xiao returned to the tavern and happened to meet two disciples from an ancient sect standing at the door, bowing respectfully to him.
"We heard the Young Master is staying next door. We specifically waited here to pay our respects..."
"I see darkness between your brows. You will inevitably face a blood calamity tonight." Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and the two ancient sect disciples' eyes immediately revealed confusion.
But before one of them could open his mouth, the other seemed to remember something. He grabbed his companion's arm and fled frantically towards the outside of the tavern.
"Thank you, Young Master, for showing us the way."
Ling Xiao's fearsome reputation is evident.
If I don't kill you, it is a blessing!
"Young Master..." Perhaps hearing the noise outside, Fu Yunao suddenly pushed the door open, her pretty face wearing a touching shade of shyness. "You're back."
"Mm, Senior Sister Fu, the room next door is vacant now. If there's nothing else, rest early." Ling Xiao stepped past Fu Yunao, causing a wave of disappointment in the latter.
"Young Master, Su Yan, the successor of the Yun Alliance, sent a letter earlier. I placed it on the table." After saying this, Fu Yunao didn't dare hesitate in the slightest. With a respectful expression, she closed the door and walked towards the adjacent room.
When one's horizons are raised, some things naturally become unappealing.
So, how can love disappear? Isn't it just... that she is more beautiful than you!