Chapter 22: A Saint King Realm as a Servant

Chapter 22: A Saint King Realm as a Servant

Killing?

She was well-versed in this area and felt no burden whatsoever.

Being able to live a life against the heavens in a grand fashion and personally slay all those enemies who longed for her death was far more satisfying than dying quietly!

The most important thing was that she had already prepared herself for death.

Suddenly, she was shown hope for survival.

If she could not transform into a Soul Cultivator and live a life against the heavens, it would be equivalent to giving her hope and then extinguishing it once again.

This kind of despair was something even she, in the Saint King Realm, could not endure.

Qin Xuan nodded slowly, "From this moment on, I am the master, and you are the servant. Do you have any objections?"

Leng Li's gaze flickered with emotion.

Taking a deep breath, the killing intent in her beautiful eyes gradually faded, and she spoke intermittently, "Master..."

"Good."

Qin Xuan raised his hand with satisfaction and, as if patting a pet, tapped Leng Li on the head twice.

After carefully inspecting her and confirming that the control method he had set up had taken effect, the more profound essence of the Nine Revolutions Saint Soul Technique turned into a babbling clear spring and flowed into Leng Li's body.

Leng Li's face revealed wild joy, though a hint of killing intent in the depths of her eyes vanished in a flash. She looked at Qin Xuan and said, "I need to go into seclusion to Cultivate. I require some potent medicine to repair my Divine Soul. Within a month, I can return to the Saint Realm!"

"Not far from here is the Wanbao Pavilion. The medicine you need can be purchased there. Since I have nothing better to do, I will take you there."

Since he had subdued Leng Li, Qin Xuan was naturally duty-bound to help her improve her cultivation.

The stronger Leng Li was, the more formidable his trump card would be.

As for Leng Li's little schemes?

He saw them all.

How could it be so simple to make a Saint King Realm expert bow and acknowledge him as master?

It was nothing more than Leng Li planning to endure for now and erupt later.

She had some brains, but not many.

Leng Li would never dream that he, a mere Supernatural Realm cultivator, could possess a Perfection level understanding of the Saint Grade Cultivation Technique, the Nine Revolutions Saint Soul Technique.

He could even arbitrarily tamper with the key aspects of the Nine Revolutions Saint Soul Technique.

This ensured that anyone who subsequently cultivated this technique would have their Divine Soul controlled by him!

This was an open conspiracy; no matter what, Leng Li could not escape!

If Leng Li did not yield and refused to Cultivate the Nine Revolutions Saint Soul Technique, she would surely die within a month.

If she yielded and cultivated it, she would be controlled by the restrictive measures within the technique, becoming like an object in the palm of his hand.

She would never be able to escape again.

In the face of absolute control, even a Saint King Realm expert like Leng Li could only let him slaughter her at will, unable to stir up even the slightest ripple.

As a great villain, he would not risk his own life to gamble on a Saint King Realm guard!

With a wave of Qin Xuan's hand, the wasteland before Mu Qingxue vanished.

When it reappeared, they were already in the basement filled with a decadent scent.

"Will you come with me to the Wanbao Pavilion?" Qin Xuan turned his head to ask.

Mu Qingxue shook her head, "You go yourself; I want some peace and quiet for a while."

Her thoughts were currently as tangled as a mess of hemp.

Even now, she could not accept why she would feel sorrow over Qin Xuan's death.

Could it be that she truly had some feelings for Qin Xuan in her heart?

No, impossible!

She absolutely did not have such intentions.

But just a moment ago, in order to make Qin Xuan save Leng Li, she had explicitly stated that she would not harm Qin Xuan in the slightest from now on.

Furthermore, if Qin Xuan were truly severely injured before her, could she really bring herself to kill him?

With her mind in utter chaos, Mu Qingxue felt endless inner torment.

She was as wooden as a marionette, walking with heavy steps as she left the basement, lost and dejected.

Qin Xuan watched Mu Qingxue's beautiful figure fade into the distance, making no attempt to stop her.

The current Mu Qingxue was like someone standing at a crossroads; she needed to weigh her own inner feelings and decide which path to take.

If things developed in the direction he needed, he would not interfere; if the direction was wrong, he would step in to correct it in time.

He sat and waited for the moment to reap the fruits of victory.

...

Yaoshan County was only a thousand miles from the Yaochi Sacred Land, and Disciples of the Holy Land frequently came and went.

Ye Feng and Qing Ning were currently passing through the city guards, paying the Yuan stones required for entry.

He brought Qing Ning all the way to the most magnificent tall building in Yaoshan County, where the plaque bore the three golden, glittering characters for 'Wanbao Pavilion'.

Handing a token to the manager, he waited inside the Wanbao Pavilion.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the manager returned and led the two of them to the top floor.

Even before entering the floor, both Ye Feng and Qing Ning could feel that the entire level was shrouded in several high-level Formations.

Even their Yuan energy was suppressed by more than thirty percent.

The entire floor seemed to be wrapped in dumplings by the Formations, layer upon layer, inside and out; not even a fly could fly in.

"Come in."

A cold, crisp voice came from the room.

Ye Feng pushed the door open and led Qing Ning inside.

Through the screen, Qing Ning caught her first glimpse of the graceful figure hunched over the desk on the other side.

Her eyes widened, her small mouth agape; upon seeing this woman, it was as if she had lost her soul and spirit, terrified out of her wits!

It was as if an invisible giant hand had gripped her throat, making her unable to even speak!

Shock!

Suffocation!

Unbelievable!

That was the malevolent star that the entire Yaochi Sacred Land feared like a tiger.

Even Saints avoided her as much as possible.

Previously, she had thought that the overlapping Formations within this Wanbao Pavilion were a bit of an overkill.

But upon seeing this woman, she felt that there were too few Formations!

So few that her heart panicked! Her back was already soaked with cold sweat.

She had not expected that Senior Brother Ye Feng was actually acquainted with this malevolent star, which terrified her to no end!

"Junior Sister Qing Ning, why haven't you paid your respects to Senior Sister?"

Ye Feng reminded her deliberately, taking the lead to cup his hands in a bow, "Greetings, Senior Sister Ziyuan."

Qing Ning swallowed hard and hurriedly followed suit, "Gree... Greetings, Senior Sister Ziyuan."

She felt beads of sweat forming on her forehead but dared not raise her hand to wipe them away.

Ziyuan, behind the screen, slowly lifted her starry eyes and spoke indifferently, "Have you decided today that you want my Saint Physician Lineage to fulfill the promise?"

Ye Feng nodded, "I wish to ask Senior Sister to kill someone for me!"

His father had once been on good terms with the Chief Saint Physician of the Ziyang Empire, sharing a bond of goodwill.

After the Ye family was destroyed, the Saint Physician Lineage had once stepped in to save him and promised to avenge him, a promise he had refused.

He had originally not intended to use this favor.

But the hatred he held for Qin Xuan had become unbearable.

Whenever he thought of Qin Xuan's face, the killing intent in his heart would spiral out of control, like raging waves, almost driving him to demonic insanity.

He could not wait to become stronger before slaying Qin Xuan.

If Qin Xuan did not die, a demonic seed would be planted in his heart, and his cultivation would not be able to advance even half a step!

He wanted Qin Xuan to die, immediately, right now; it would be best if he could see Qin Xuan's gruesome corpse tonight!

Ziyuan asked calmly, "Who is it?"

"The Eldest Young Master of the Qin Princes Mansion, Qin Xuan, who possesses the Supreme Bone!"

Ziyuan lifted her starry eyes, ripples forming within them, "My father once owed Qin Xuan a debt of Karma; the one to kill him should not be my Saint Physician Lineage."

Ye Feng's hand, hanging by his waist, clenched tightly.

Not again!

Mu Qingxue kept claiming she wanted to annul the engagement, yet at critical moments, she spoke up for Qin Xuan. She even moved the Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak to come forward and protect him.

Now, even the only daughter of the Chief Saint Physician of the Ziyang Empire was unwilling to kill Qin Xuan for him.

Ye Feng's eyes turned red as he lifted his gaze to stare directly at Ziyuan behind the screen, "Could it be that the promise of the Chief Saint Physician of the Ziyang Empire is so cheap that it cannot even kill a mere Supernatural Realm cultivator?!"

He gritted his teeth and pressed, "What if I insist on using this promise?"

The more Ziyuan refused to act, the more he wanted to kill Qin Xuan.

His killing intent toward Qin Xuan had become demonic.

Regardless of everything, he must kill Qin Xuan!

He would stop at nothing to make Qin Xuan die without a burial place!

Ziyuan accepted the token and said coldly, "I will do my best."