The Villain Has Something to Say

Xuan Lingzi’s glance flicked round everyone here, but he didn’t find his disciple. He held his Xuan Ling Sword tight. After another glance, his eyes were fixed on the most powerful Fiend Cultivator on site, a middle stage Tribulation Passage cultivator.

Xuan Lingzi’s gaze made that Fiend Cultivator feel doomed.

However, Xuan Lingzi looked away soon. He closed his eyes and felt the fluctuation of spiritual power between the Heaven and Earth. The power of his primordial life covered three miles, thirty miles, three hundred miles and even…three thousand miles!

Xuan Lingzi opened his eyes abruptly as if he saw something and flew to the north. He wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and flew as quick as possible.

Mo Qiu, who was thirty miles ahead of Xuan Lingzi, also felt the horrible pressure of Xuan Lingzi’s primordial life. He turned around with widened eyes and astonishment. Soon, a gold light flashed through him and flew away.

“You should extend the power of primordial to such wide areas. Aren’t you afraid of being backfired?”

There was no time for him to think, so he also speeded up and flew ahead. As a late stage Out-of-Body cultivator, it was strong enough for him that was just slightly slower than Xuan Lingzi. As Mo Qiu was about to lose sight of Xuan Lingzi, he took out a white bell and crumbled it.

Suddenly, he speeded up again and caught up with Xuan Lingzi.

Of course, Xuan Lingzi had known that Mo Qiu was after him, but all he cared about was his disciple.

As for Mo Qiu, the jade pearl had enabled him to have a rough idea of where Luo Jianqing was, but he didn’t know the exact location, neither did he know why Xuan Lingzi directly flew to that direction. Anyway, Mo Qiu was sure that Xuan Lingzi knew how to find Luo Jianqing.

Xuan Lingzi was powerful enough to keep Luo Jianqing safe. At the very least, if Luo Jianqing was in danger and Xuan Lingzi couldn’t save him, then neither could Mo Qiu, so what was the use of him?

The very thought made Mo Qiu jealous, but he gritted his teeth and kept flying.

Inside the Towering Fiend Tripod.

After Luo Jianqing crumbled the jade pearl, he didn’t just sat still and waited for help. He was thinking about how to escape this Tripod and save himself. It was unrealistic to put all his trust on someone else. Since he was a child, Xuan Lingzi had taught him that a real powerful man held strong power on his own hands.

After a long thought, he tried many methods yet all failed to destroy the Tripod.

Outside the Tripod, the Blood Spill Master was running furiously. Ahead of him lay a huge river. Just as he stepped forward, a gold sword light stopped him. He was baffled and hurriedly ran in the other direction. However, the sword light attacked him again and left a terrible cut on his face!

“Who is it!” The Blood Pill Master shouted angrily, or let’s say seemingly angrily, as he didn’t have any confidence at all. He had known that who it was, yet he wasn’t very worried-even the Deity Transformation Period cultivator couldn’t see right through his Fiend Tripod!

Instantly, under the clear sky and bright sun, a white figure befell gracefully.

With his fine eyebrows frowning, Xuan Lingzi narrowed his beautiful eyes and looked coldly at that ugly, vulgar Fiend Cultivator. He held the Xuan Ling sword on his right hand. The sword light flickered as his wrist moved. He clutched the hilt with his gold spiritual power constantly wandering around the sword.

“Give him to me!”

The Blood Pill Master recognized him at the very first sight-

the peak master of Yu Xiao Peak and the only Deity Transformation Period in the world, the most powerful human cultivator Xuan Lingzi!

The power gap between them made the Blood Pill Master trembling. It had never occurred to him that Xuan Lingzi could find him in such a short time. However, the Blood Pill master had been living for over two thousand and nine hundred years after all, so he was quite good at pretending. Currently, Xuan Lingzi could only see nothing but anger on his face.

The Blood Pill Master shouted angrily: “Sir Xuan Lingzi, you are a respectable, powerful human cultivator. Hundreds of years ago, we also fought together. Now, why do you block and attack me!”

Xuan Lingzi just repeated coldly and indifferently: “Give him to me!”

The Blood Pill Master said: “Who is he!”

Xuan Lingzi slightly moved his wrist and another horrible gold sword light penetrated the Blood Pill Master’s shoulder, forcing him to release the Fiend Tripod. Boom! The Tripod fell on the ground with dust rising in clouds. When Xuan Lingzi saw the Tripod, he was a little bit apprehensive. He immediately came in front of the Tripod.

He ignored the rune on the Tripod and directly put his hand on the lid of the Tripod.

Suddenly, furiously black Fiend Qi sliced his hands like knifes. Frowning, he didn’t care about it and opened the Tripod.

His body gradually began to tremble. Xuan Lingzi lowered his head and looked into the Tripod.

Nothing but empty space. Xuan Lingzi opened his eyes wide and his face suddenly turned pale, with a trickle of gold-tinted blood streaming down.

Empty? How was that possible!

Xuan Lingzi threw the lid away and had the sword at the Blood Pill Master’s neck. Xuan Lingzi’s voice was as cold as tens-of-thousands-of-years ice, “Where is he! Where do you hide him!”

The Blood Pill Master wore a sad face and said awkwardly: “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Are you going to bully a Fiend Cultivator like this? You Tai Hua mountain has an agreement with Mo Qianqiu, so you can’t kill Fiend Cultivators casually in the Fiend Realm. What am I doing wrong that deserves your terrible threat?”

Xuan Lingzi moved forward, while a trickle of blood upwelled from his chest. He restrained it and had the sword closer at the Blood Pill Master’s neck, asking in a hoarse voice: “Where do you hide him? Where is he…where!”

In the meantime, Luo Jianqing didn’t know what was going on outside.

Inside the Tripod, there was still endless darkness. Luo Jianqing estimated that it was time for the Fiend Cultivator to come in again. He dare not to day more things, just closed his eyes and waited. However, the Fiend Cultivator didn’t show up after long.

“That’s wired. Maybe I don’t need the Reincarnation Flame anymore? Or the interval change?”

While Luo Jianqing was thinking, a burning drip fell on his face.

The liquid was as hot as flame, burning on his face. It was not flame, but still made Luo Jianqing tremble. It was a drip of blood full of spiritual power and a smell he was familiar with!

“Master!”

His voice didn’t penetrate the Tripod.