Si Lan witnessed Bian Rang beating Jiuying to a pulp, covered in blood with a swollen face, almost unrecognizable as Jiuying. Si Lan couldn’t help but sigh, “It’s hard to believe that these two will have a romantic entanglement later.”
At this moment, Bian Rang’s attitude towards Jiuying was more like that of a pet owner, showing a hint of indulgence and fondness, but it was only because he still found amusement in it.
Haowei remained silent, his gaze fixed on Bian Rang’s face.
Bian Rang’s appearance bore some resemblance to the spirit with the jade pendant by Si Lan’s side.
Is this a mere coincidence, or is there some hidden connection?
In the dreamland, it was nighttime. Jiuying woke up from his bed, instinctively exclaiming, “It hurts…”
“Hmm? You feel the pain now? Why didn’t you say it hurt in the Beast Arena?” Bian Rang retorted.
Jiuying turned to see Bian Rang applying medicine to his injuries.
Perhaps in the middle of the night, candles were lit in the palace, and the dim light fell on Bian Rang’s silvery hair, giving it a gentle glow.
Bian Rang didn’t look at him, continuing to apply the medicine. “Eleven broken bones, twenty-six abrasions all over your body, yet you can endure it. So, endure a bit more.”
Saying this, Bian Rang suddenly targeted Jiuying’s coccyx, and Jiuying instantly winced in pain, his face turning pale, cold sweat rolling down.
It really hurt. The pain spread rapidly from his spine, spreading throughout his body.
But Jiuying didn’t want to lose face, so he clenched his teeth and didn’t utter a word of pain.
Seeing that Jiuying had buried his head in the covers, shaking and appearing as if he were crying, Bian Rang put aside his playful demeanor and continued applying the medicine.
When he reached Jiuying’s leg, Jiuying tightly closed his body, not allowing Bian Rang to touch him. “Don’t… don’t touch me…”
As he spoke, Jiuying’s voice sounded as if it had been soaked in water, all wet and muffled.
Seeing Jiuying’s unusual reaction, Bian Rang became even more curious and used force to restrain Jiuying, repositioning his body and gently parting his legs.
“You… let me go…” Jiuying’s voice quivered.
After seeing the scene in front of him, Bian Rang was momentarily stunned, then leaned in, raising his eyebrows curiously, “Are you blushing?”
Bian Rang knew that plants had their pollination period, animals had their mating periods, but he had never delved deep into the subject. Today, Jiuying piqued his interest, and he observed carefully.
Jiuying’s face turned crimson, feeling extremely embarrassed.
Why do men act this way? What’s there to see?
Bian Rang suddenly marveled, like a curious child, “Interesting…”
Jiuying buried his face even deeper, his entire body hidden beneath the covers, only his black hair visible.
“So, your coccyx is your sensitive spot…” Bian Rang seemed to have figured something out, nodding.
Jiuying clenched his teeth and said nothing. He didn’t understand why, when his coccyx was pinched just now, it had caused a strange reaction…
He was utterly embarrassed!
After Bian Rang finished treating Jiuying’s injuries, he left when he was summoned by a servant.
Jiuying was immobilized, unable to move. He lay on his back, gazing upwards, his eyes deep in thought as if pondering something.
“He has never been exposed to the sun today. He either sat in the sedan or created a barrier to shield himself from the sunlight. Could it be that he’s afraid of the sun?” Jiuying mumbled suddenly, his eyes gleaming with calculation.
He didn’t know what kind of medicine Bian Rang had used, but a few hours later, his broken bones and injuries were completely healed.
It wasn’t until the early hours of the next day that Bian Rang returned and pushed the door open.
A strong scent of blood mixed with the cold wind rushed towards Jiuying, who was lying on the bed. Jiuying woke up in an instant and vaguely saw a figure approaching him. He instinctively resisted, but the other person forcefully settled down next to him.
The person’s breathing was so shallow that it was almost inaudible.
Jiuying, illuminated by the faint light from the window, quietly observed the person next to him. Bian Rang had a beautiful face, but his nature was cold and ruthless, like a demon concealed behind a beautiful facade.
At this moment, Bian Rang suddenly reached out and embraced Jiuying, pressing his chin against Jiuying’s forehead. Jiuying’s expression instantly became embarrassed. “Wake up… Wake up… Hey…”
He called out several times, but the other person didn’t respond. Jiuying turned his head away and didn’t look at Bian Rang.
Before long, he fell back to sleep again.
Si Lan watched the two of them lying on the bed with a somewhat perplexed expression. He lowered his head to look at Haowei, who had a serious and mature demeanor, resembling a little adult.
Si Lan extended his hand to cover Haowei’s eyes. “No peeking.”
Perhaps it wasn’t necessary to open his eyes at all, because Si Lan had an inkling that what was happening between Bian Rang and Jiuying was becoming increasingly explicit.
In the afternoon, Jiuying woke up from his slumber, and for some reason, he immediately looked to the other side of the bed, but Bian Rang’s figure was not there.
Just as he wondered, he heard Bian Rang’s voice from in front.
“Since you’re awake, serve me by helping me change.”
Jiuying’s restraints had somehow been removed. Upon hearing this, he sat up on the bed and saw Bian Rang sitting in a chair across from him, supporting his head with one hand. His gaze was filled with a strange mixture of amusement and something else as he looked at Jiuying.
Jiuying straightened up and walked slowly to Bian Rang, reluctantly addressing him as “Master.”
“Yes, fetch the black outfit for me,” Bian Rang said.
“Alright.” Jiuying obediently complied, a departure from his usual demeanor, which seemed to make Bian Rang uncomfortable.
Bian Rang couldn’t help but scrutinize him, his gaze moving up and down Jiuying’s body before pausing in a particular area, as if he had remembered something, a mischievous curve forming on his lips.
Jiuying naturally noticed Bian Rang’s gaze and understood the meaning behind that sudden smirk. Remembering what happened last night, his face turned beet red. He lowered his head to fetch the outfit.
After Bian Rang had changed into the new clothes, he had Jiuying follow him to the main hall to meet the people from Zhonghuang Tribe.
Bian Rang explained that it was all because of Jiuying that he now had to deal with so many matters.
Jiuying furrowed his brow, not understanding how he had caused trouble for Bian Rang.
“I present the Zhonghuang Tribe to Your Majesty,” an attendant announced, and the leader of the Zhonghuang Tribe walked into the hall, bowing before Bian Rang.
“Greetings, Your Majesty.”
“Well, what brings you here?” Bian Rang spoke but didn’t look at the tribe leader. He kept his head turned, his gaze falling on Jiuying’s face.
Jiuying straightened his posture, pretending not to have seen Bian Rang’s gaze.
“Your Majesty, we fear that you have a heavy workload and are exhausted, so we specially selected ten handsome young men from our tribe to present to you.”
As he spoke, the tribe leader gestured to the handsome young men who had entered the hall. They knelt gracefully and greeted Bian Rang.
“Greetings, Your Majesty.”
Jiuying’s face stiffened as he saw these young men. It seemed he now understood what Bian Rang had said earlier — he had caused trouble by being selected by Bian Rang. His selection had apparently inspired others in the tribe to send handsome young men as gifts.
Moreover, these young men’s attire bore a striking resemblance to Jiuying’s.
Bian Rang raised an eyebrow. “Look up.”
The ten young men heard the command and raised their heads, each with a different expression—some were shy, some seductive, all of them handsome with graceful figures.
Bian Rang shook his head, mocking, “Not good-looking, go back.”
The tribe leader heard this and hurriedly bowed, taking the ten handsome young men away.
Later, other tribal leaders also brought young men with them, attempting to cater to Bian Rang’s preferences. However, Bian Rang dismissed them all as not good-looking.
Jiuying couldn’t fathom Bian Rang’s taste. These young men were clearly good-looking, but Bian Rang seemed to enjoy treating them as a jest.
Pitifully, these people thought it would please the emperor.
“I find it very boring,” Bian Rang suddenly spoke. “What if we throw this group of handsome young men into the Beast Arena?”
As he said the last sentence, he looked at Jiuying.
Jiuying knew that this person wasn’t seeking his opinion at all. Whether he said yes or no, it wouldn’t stop Bian Rang from carrying out his intentions.
Unless… they found something that would make Bian Rang more interested.
Jiuying’s mind raced. “Master, whenever I find things boring, I enjoy playing stone chess with my companions.”
“Stone chess?” Bian Rang asked.
Jiuying saw that Bian Rang was intrigued and quickly explained the rules of the game to him.
Bian Rang didn’t pay much attention to the rules but asked, “Do you want to play stone chess with me?”
“Yes.” Jiuying was a bit nervous, unsure if he could persuade Bian Rang.
Bian Rang suddenly smiled, “Alright.”
Jiuying breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He hadn’t expected to convince Bian Rang so easily. If he had failed, it might have been another day of bloodshed in the Beast Arena.
Jiuying swiftly carved the game pieces using magic. The chess pieces represented twelve different animals, with interactions of birth and domination, in black and white.
Jiuying had Bian Rang play as the black side, while he took the white side. He planned to use the game to show Bian Rang his prowess, but to his surprise, Bian Rang, who was playing stone chess for the first time, defeated Jiuying without mercy.
Jiuying even suspected that Bian Rang was cheating!
However, Jiuying soon realized that Bian Rang was not only faster and more powerful than others but also incredibly sharp-minded.
Jiuying felt somewhat discouraged but continued playing with Bian Rang, afraid that Bian Rang would find it “boring.”
They played until evening, and the sunlight was fading. Jiuying felt a sense of urgency. He needed to act quickly.
When Bian Rang was engrossed in the game and not paying attention, Jiuying discreetly cast a spell. He created a black mist that transformed into a wild beast and suddenly grabbed Jiuying, pulling him outside.
Jiuying pretended to be caught by the monster and grabbed Bian Rang’s clothes. He pulled Bian Rang into the sunlight and watched closely as if expecting him to be harmed by it. However, Bian Rang, standing under the sunlight, showed no signs of injury.
How could this be?
Wasn’t Bian Rang supposed to be afraid of sunlight?
Bian Rang smashed the black mist with a palm, caught Jiuying in his arms, and asked, “Are you okay?”
“I’m… I’m fine,” Jiuying replied after recovering from his shock.
“Why did a demon suddenly appear in the Ninefold Heaven?” Bian Rang pretended not to have noticed that the creature’s aura was identical to Jiuying’s. He looked at Jiuying with concern, stroking his face. “Let me check if you’re injured anywhere.”
“I’m fine, Master. But aren’t you afraid of the sunlight?”
Bian Rang seemed to hesitate for a moment and then said, “Oh, I’m quite afraid of sunlight. It makes me look… ugly.”
Jiuying was left speechless.
He hadn’t expected such a reason. Bian Rang was possibly the only person in the Central Wilderness who would go to great lengths to avoid sunlight due to the fear of looking ugly.
Bian Rang pinched Jiuying’s waist and teasingly said, “Let me see if you got hurt by the monster.”
“I’m not injured,” Jiuying replied, but Bian Rang insisted on checking.
Just as Jiuying was about to resist, Bian Rang used magic to create a barrier, blocking out the sunlight completely.
“Because sunlight makes me look…” Bian Rang paused for effect and noticed Jiuying leaning in to listen, so he continued slowly, “…ugly.”
Jiuying didn’t expect that to be the reason. He looked at Bian Rang in disbelief.
This was probably the only man in the Central Wilderness who would go to such lengths to avoid sunlight due to fear of looking ugly.
Bian Rang held Jiuying’s waist with a playful grin and said, “Did the monster hurt you here?”
Jiuying blushed and bit his lower lip in embarrassment.
Bian Rang gently touched the protruding muscles and teased, “Is this where the monster pinched you?”
Jiuying remained silent.
Seeing Jiuying’s distressed expression, Bian Rang suddenly smiled. In the dim light, his eyes seemed gentle and carried a hint of affection, catching Jiuying off guard.
Jiuying tightly clenched his fingers, as if trying to prevent himself from falling into the depths of emotions. He was on the verge of losing control, and his nails almost pierced his palm, keeping him composed.
Meanwhile, Si Lan was dumbfounded. He had previously thought that Bian Rang had no understanding of love, finding it strange that two people who loved each other were together. However, at this moment, he realized that Bian Rang was quite skilled in teasing.
Although Jiuying hated him, Jiuying was still very young and had a rather immature mentality. Compared to Bian Rang, who had lived for over a hundred thousand years as the Son of Heaven, Jiuying would probably not be able to withstand it for long.
Realizing this, Si Lan looked at Haowei, who was standing nearby. As one of the members of the “older bull, younger grass” club, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of inferiority.
It seemed that he wasn’t good at sweet talk and flirting.
But that was fine. The little white dragon was still young.
Dealing with such children was relatively easy.
With this thought, Si Lan took out a colorful piece of candy from his storage pouch. It was the candy he had confiscated from Xie Li the other day, which he was now using to curry favor.
“Here, have some candy,” Si Lan smiled and handed the candy to Haowei.
Haowei’s face twitched slightly, but Si Lan probably thought he was just shy. Si Lan peeled off a candy and handed it to Haowei, and when his fingertip touched Haowei’s lips, they turned slightly red. He instinctively turned his head, avoiding Si Lan’s gaze.
“You shouldn’t eat too much candy; it can cause cavities. But I can give you three candies every day from now on,” Si Lan added, “I only give Xie Li two candies a day, so you’ll get an extra one.”
Haowei remained silent.
Was he comparing him to that little amulet spirit?
Would he care about two or three candies?
In the illusion, Bian Rang continued to playfully tease Jiuying, knowing that he was just a means of relieving boredom for Bian Rang, no different from the warriors in the Beast Arena.
During this time, Tribe Leader Xu Mo visited Jiuying and inquired about his situation in the Ninefold Heaven.
Jiuying was speaking with Tribe Leader Xumo at close range for the first time, and he dared not look Xumo directly in the eyes.
Xumo was the spiritual leader of the Nine-Headed Serpent Clan, and all nine-headed serpents admired him, including Jiuying. However, in the past, Jiuying could only stand quietly in the corner, watching Xumo.
Jiuying told Xumo everything that had happened with Bian Rang. After listening, Xumo furrowed his brows and fell into silence for a moment before saying, “Jiuying, he likes you very much.”
Jiuying clicked his tongue, not understanding how Xumo could sense that Bian Rang had feelings for him. That man was incapable of feeling emotions.
Xumo suddenly stepped closer, coming near Jiuying, and reached out to push aside the stray hair on Jiuying’s forehead. He leaned in close to Jiuying’s ear and whispered, “The fate of our people, and even the fate of the Central Wilderness, rests in your hands. So, you must find a way to earn his trust and extract from him the method to kill him.”
Jiuying nodded vaguely, his ears turning red, realizing that they were too close. He tried to step back, but Xumo held him close.
“When necessary, be willing to sacrifice yourself.”
Jiuying opened his mouth but didn’t say anything.
Xumo inquired, “Do you understand?”
“Understand,” Jiuying replied in a soft voice, almost like a mosquito’s buzz.
Xumo smiled, patted Jiuying’s head, and spoke like an elder, “I’ve noticed your exceptional qualities for a long time. I never imagined that now, the hope of the entire Central Wilderness rests in your hands.”
Jiuying suddenly felt a heavy sense of responsibility. He expressed his sincere determination to Xumo, promising to find a way to kill Bian Rang as soon as possible.
Satisfied, Xumo left.
Jiuying watched Xumo’s departure with admiration.
Si Lan overheard their conversation and shook his head.
Xumo was using Jiuying as a pawn and had even employed some seduction tactics to make Jiuying willingly commit to killing Bian Rang. It was clear that Jiuying was easily manipulated, a trait that went back to ancient times.
The final fate of Jiuying and Bian Rang had already been written in the ancient texts.
The outcome of the binding, the Central Wilderness, and the thirst for killing.
Jiuying, bound, fights back, ultimately succumbs, and dies.
Si Lan couldn’t help but wonder about the significance of the blood bead that Bian Rang had given Jiuying just before his death.
Looking at it now, he couldn’t find any traces of a blood bead on Bian Rang’s person.
Suddenly, Haowei, who had been silent, spoke up. “With the passage of a year, the heavenly retribution will arrive. Jiuying won’t need to act; Bian Rang won’t survive for much longer.”
“So, you mean that Bian Rang’s body should be deteriorating by now?” Si Lan contemplated.
Si Lan sighed, feeling somewhat profound. Most people believed it was a survival-of-the-fittest world, but they didn’t realize that being too weak or too strong was unacceptable to the natural order.
“I never thought you, this kid, would be so knowledgeable.” Si Lan lowered his head and looked at Haowei meaningfully.
Haowei had a stern expression. “I’ve just read many books.”
Si Lan smiled and, having heard Jiuying’s words, walked back to the main hall, tugging at Haowei’s clothes, and followed inside.
At that moment, Bian Rang lay in a rocking chair, his snowy white robe hanging languidly, supported by a single arm as he watched the scenes outside the Ninefold Heaven through the eaves.
Jiuying approached him, and Bian Rang suddenly reached out, gripping Jiuying’s wrist, pulling him to his side.
In the next instant, Bian Rang’s lips met the corner of Jiuying’s mouth.
Jiuying’s eyes widened, but he lost focus and saw only an expanse of white. He couldn’t see anything clearly, and his heart raced, losing its direction.
After a while, Bian Rang released Jiuying’s neck, but Jiuying’s body couldn’t support itself, and he collapsed into Bian Rang’s arms.
Bian Rang chuckled quietly but held Jiuying’s waist securely.
Jiuying tried to get up, but Bian Rang held him firmly.
Remembering Xumo’s advice, Jiuying endured and heard Bian Rang’s breath, shallow and rhythmic, in his ear.
After a while, Bian Rang asked, “What is this?”
Jiuying’s face reddened, thinking that Bian Rang was intentionally humiliating him. He bit his lip and said, “I don’t know.”
“Heh…” Bian Rang suddenly laughed. “Does this mean it can create offspring?”
Jiuying remained silent.
“I wonder what children you would give me. If they have nine heads, would they be as voracious as you?” Bian Rang pulled his hand away and looked into the distance. “If they have nine heads, would they eat just as much as you do?”
Jiuying felt embarrassed and clutched his hands, asking, “Do I eat a lot?”
“Yeah, you’ve almost finished all the elixirs and fruits of my Ninefold Heaven.”
He had been consuming those elixirs and fruits to rapidly increase his cultivation, aiming to kill Bian Rang as soon as possible. Plus, those elixirs and fruits were starting to go bad, so not consuming them would be a waste.
Jiuying didn’t want to continue talking to Bian Rang and pushed him away. He got up from the rocking chair, but his legs felt weak, and he almost stumbled to the ground.
Behind him, he heard a muffled laugh from Bian Rang.
Jiuying’s cheeks burned, and his frustration surged. This person was truly evil!
He didn’t want to stay near him for another moment. He needed to find a way to kill him as soon as possible.
Jiuying didn’t know if Bian Rang drank alcohol, but in his tribe, some men would become more talkative after drinking, so it might be worth a try with Bian Rang.
So, in the evening, Jiuying brought wine
and some snacks to meet Bian Rang.
However, Bian Rang was not in the main hall. Jiuying sat in a chair and waited for him. The hall was empty, tall and imposing, cold and devoid of any human presence. Had Bian Rang been living here alone all these years?
If he lived here by himself, he would undoubtedly go mad.
No wonder Bian Rang’s character had become so malicious.
Jiuying let his mind wander, leaning back in the chair and falling asleep. At some point, the door to the hall opened, and Bian Rang returned, covered in the scent of blood.
Under the moonlight, with his face obscured by shadows, Bian Rang stood by the door, his white clothes stained with blood, looking like a demon from hell.
Jiuying had grown accustomed to this routine and quickly fetched a clean set of black clothing for Bian Rang.
After each time Bian Rang wore white clothes to commit murder, he would return and change into black attire.
Once Jiuying helped him change, he didn’t know how to broach the subject but was relieved when Bian Rang raised the issue first.
“Why does the room smell like alcohol?”
“Oh… it’s… yes…”
“Do you want to drink?” Bian Rang arched an eyebrow, seemingly a bit surprised.
Seeing the wine jug and some snacks nearby, Bian Rang’s lips curved slightly. “I’ll accompany you for a drink, then.”
Jiuying felt a rush of joy but kept his expression unchanged. He took the initiative to pour the wine for Bian Rang.
With his nine heads, Jiuying could pretend to drink a lot and secretly expel the wine from another head. So, he pretended to consume a lot of alcohol, acted drunk, and demanded to drink more with Bian Rang, continuously refilling his cup.
Bian Rang smiled throughout the charade and allowed Jiuying to have his fun. After a while, Bian Rang appeared somewhat tipsy and slumped over the table.
Jiuying took the opportunity to ask him several questions. Realizing that Bian Rang was genuinely intoxicated and incoherent, he got straight to the point, “My Lord, what are you most afraid of?”
Bian Rang let out a mumbled reply, and the scent of alcohol filled the air. He said slowly, “I’m most afraid… of the sun.”
Jiuying sighed and then asked, “Are you afraid of the Tai Xu Divine Sword?”
The Tai Xu Divine Sword was the first divine weapon, feared by all in the Six Realms.
Bian Rang shook his head. “I don’t fear something like that. I… I fear the Heavenly Dao…”
Jiuying clenched his head; who wouldn’t fear the Heavenly Dao?
Realizing he couldn’t get any more information, Jiuying stopped asking questions. Instead, he transmitted this information to Xumo, sharing what he had learned from Bian Rang.
Finally, Jiuying furrowed his brow and asked, “Do we really have no way to kill him?”
Xumo remained silent for a moment, his brow furrowed in thought. “No, he actually mentioned a way to kill him.”
“He fears the Heavenly Dao.”
“But he’s the son of the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao would never kill him.”
“The Heavenly Dao won’t kill him, but we can use the Heavenly Dao to kill him. It’s rumored that when the Heavenly Dao initially established the Divine Realm, it wasn’t satisfied with the first group of deities. Just a touch from the Heavenly Dao made them vanish into thin air. Later, when the Heavenly Dao reestablished the Divine Realm and adopted the name ‘You,’ it ruled over the deities directly, leading them to govern the cycles of day and night and the reincarnation process. After this, ‘You’ eventually met his demise through tribulation. At that time, ‘You’ left behind a segment of his finger bone in the Divine Realm.”
Jiuying was amazed. “A finger bone segment… could it contain the essence of the Heavenly Dao itself? Could obtaining that segment of finger bone allow us to kill him?”
“It’s worth trying.”
Inside the barrier, Si Lan witnessed this scene and frowned. He realized that Jiuying planned to kill Bian Rang using a segment of the Heavenly Dao’s finger bone. The same principle could potentially be applied to eliminate a Divine Sovereign of the same level as the Divine Emperor.
For some reason, he lightly curled his fingers, his expression growing darker.
Beside him, Haowei noticed the change in his aura and couldn’t help but ponder the relationship between the Heavenly Realm and the Demonic Realm. The two realms had signed a millennium-long truce agreement, and that treaty seemed to have only three years left before expiring.
Si Lan’s strong desire to find a way to kill Bian Rang raised the question: was he preparing to kill him?
He had just given Jiuying candy not long ago, and now, he seemed to be contemplating Bian Rang’s death. It was clear that Si Lan was no less insane than Bian Rang.
As Haowei thought more about it, he felt increasingly stifled, and the candy he hadn’t finished eating suddenly tasted sour and bitter.
Following Xumo’s instructions, Jiuying continued to stay close to Bian Rang, pleasing him in various ways. Bian Rang was delighted with his company and even took Jiuying to hunt Illusion Beasts at the Camel Demon Mountain.
Under the Camel Demon Mountain, there lay a giant shell where insects, ants, snakes, and rats constantly entered and exited. It seemed like the owner of this shell had long since perished.
Bian Rang stood lightly outside the shell, and the moment he appeared, the insects, ants, snakes, and rats sensed something and fled in panic.
“My Lord, is the Illusion Beast here?” Jiuying asked.
Without further words, Bian Rang entered the shell, and a strong, unpleasant odor assaulted Jiuying as he followed inside. The surroundings changed abruptly, and they found themselves in a vast, snowy white world. Jiuying looked around curiously, but when he turned back to find Bian Rang, he had disappeared.
Jiuying remained silent and continued walking forward. When he reached the end, he suddenly saw a shadow of Bian Rang.
At this moment, the real Bian Rang was lying injured on the ground, unable to move. His silver hair hung loose, failing to conceal the fear and despair in his eyes.
“Don’t… don’t kill me…”
Jiuying tentatively called his name, but something seemed to have triggered Bian Rang, who kept shaking his head and begging for mercy.
On the ground lay a sword, its tip stained with blood, dripping slowly.
In an instant, Jiuying’s mind was filled with the brutal and bloody scenes of the
Gladiator Arena. He remembered his brother’s gruesome death, the deaths of his fellow clan members, and the deaths of so many people in the Central Wilderness…
Intense hatred welled up within him. He picked up the sword and slowly approached Bian Rang. Astonishingly fast and simple, he had killed Bian Rang.
He didn’t hesitate, stabbing the sword into Bian Rang. Bian Rang let out a painful scream, writhing on the ground, and then closed his eyes.
Jiuying gazed at Bian Rang’s lifeless body, still holding the sword, unmoving for a long time.
However, when he finally came to his senses and turned around, he found the real Bian Rang standing behind him, staring at him without blinking.
Jiuying was frozen for a moment, then turned his head and saw the Bian Rang he had just killed, now dissolving into mist and gradually disappearing.
“Tsk, so the thing you most wanted to do in your heart was to kill me, huh? I worried about you and immediately entered your dream to save you.”
T/N: Hey there! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~
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