Now he pretended to be affected just to probe him?
Ling Han sneered. He ran over naturally not due to a temporary impulse, he also had a trump card!
Shortly, two Spiritual Pedestal Tier cultivators walked over with a woman in detention. That woman was only forty years old, with a dejected look on her face, yet it didn’t hide her beauty. Examining closely, she looked somewhat similar to Ling Han.
This was definitely Yue Hong Chang!
Ling Han didn’t even need to ask, feeling a connection in bloodline, which made him certain that this was his birth mother.
“Master Ling, now that the person’s been brought here, what do you have to say?” Ao Feng said indifferently, seeming to have everything in his grasp.
Ling Han stood with his hands behind his back and said, “Let her go!”
“Junior Sister Hong Yue Chang, doesn’t this youngster look familiar?” Ao Feng spoke instead to Yue Hong Chang.
Ever since Yue Hong Chang saw Ling Han, her gaze was fixed on him, with disbelief and agitation between her expressions; her body even began to tremble. She didn’t pay attention to Ao Feng, simply looking at Ling Han absorbedly, as if she’d never see enough.
“Master Ling, it’s said that you come from Rain Country in the Nine Nations of the Desolate North, in a small town ruled by Large Origin City. Your father’s name is Ling what again?” Ao Feng got the cold shoulder, but didn’t seem to mind, asking Ling Han again.
Hearing this, Yue Hong Chang’s expression was even more emotional, but she immediately returned to being indifferent and said, “I don’t recognize this youngster, bring me back!”
“Junior Sister Hong Chang, so cold after seeing your son separated for eighteen years?” Ao Feng smiled grimly as he finally threw out the heavy bomb.
Hong , hearing those words, the people of the Winter Moon Sect were stirred up. So it turned out that Ling Han’s mother was actually a disciple of the Winter Moon Sect! Moreover, her identity was not simple. No wonder Ling Han would demand someone for no reason—there was a reason to after all.
“I don’t know what nonsense you’re talking about.” Yue Hong Chang looked calm and collected.
Ling Han, however, revealed a smile, and said, “Mother, no need to hide, today I’m here to bring you back to reunite with father!”
Instantly, the entire mountain was in an uproar. Guessing was one thing but confirming was another. A dignified Heaven Grade alchemist actually had such a deep relationship with the Winter Moon Sect!
However, the relationship between the two parties didn’t look peaceful in any way.
As Ling Han called his mother, Yue Hong Chang instantly burst into tears. She resisted acknowledging her son—wasn’t it because she didn’t want to let the Winter Moon Sect use her to coerce her son by holding her hostage? However, she never would’ve thought that her son would acknowledge her in public!
Without seeing her son for eighteen years, her emotions completely lost control once she heard Ling Han call her mother. She cried bitterly, and if she weren’t restrained, she truly wanted to take Ling Han into her embrace and look at him as much as she wanted.
Eighteen years, an entire eighteen years!
“Hahahaha!” Ao Feng laughed loudly yet extremely balefully. He never would’ve thought that the little pest he’d spared out of sudden soft-heartedness back then actually became a Heaven Grade alchemist, a figure that was on par with sect masters!
Now, it was very difficult to kill Ling Han, especially with Ling Han having the Twelve Palace’s legacy, which was even related to a god’s treasure-trove. If the Winter Moon Sect directly killed him and snatched the treasure, the entire north region’s forces would attack the Winter Moon Sect together in the name of taking revenge for a Heaven Grade alchemist.
However, there wouldn’t be a problem if Ling Han stayed at the Winter Moon Sect. As long as Ling Hand admitted that he was willing to stay here, who could meddle in their business? To make Ling Han stay “willingly” was easy—as long as there was Yue Hong Chang.
Coerce him with Yue Hong Chang’s life, and he wouldn’t be afraid that Ling Han would be disobedient.
However, no matter what, Ao Feng couldn’t seem to be happy. This little pest was a stain in his life. The woman who was supposed to be his wife gave birth to another man’s son, and seeing Ling Han made him feel like he’d been cheated on.
Unfortunately, killing Ling Han or not wasn’t something he could decide. This was a decision of Winter Moon Sect’s higher-ups, reflecting the will of the nine old monsters at the Spiritual Infant Tier.
“Master Ling, since you’ve acknowledged your blood, stay in the sect in the future. Moreover, I’ll invite your father over, and let your family reunite,” Ao Feng said balefully. Would he really be so kind to let the son of a personal enemy stand there and bring over the man who made him a cuckold to wander before his eyes all day?
One was enough as a hostage, and the other would be killed pour encourager les autres 1 .
“Master Ling, since we’re so sincere, shouldn’t you also show sincerity to some extent?” Ao Feng said smilingly. “It’s said that you obtained many treasures inside the Twelve Heaven Mystery Realm, take it all out and let us see!”
Ling Han also smiled, but was also very cold. “Do your ears have problems? I said, today I’m here to take someone away!”
“If Master Ling wants to leave, then please!” another Flower Blossom Tier elite said—he was called Li Pei Yuan, and the Li Family also had a mighty Spiritual Infant Tier. “However, Junior Sister Hong Chang is a person of the Winter Moon Sect, so she’ll naturally stay in the sect.”
Ling Han looked at the dozen Flower Blossom Tier elites before him and said, “What if I forcibly take someone away?”
“Hahahaha!” Everyone laughed loudly. Ao Feng went on, “Master Ling, your accomplishments in alchemy are certainly unmatched, but your still just a Spiritual Pedestal Tier warrior. Moreover, though you have medicinal pills to get stronger by one large tier, this sect has not just Flower Blossom Tier elites!”
In reality, Ling Han had already used the Black Tower’s power boost at the Spiritual Pedestal Tier, and now couldn’t possibly possess battle prowess of the Flower Blossom Tier; but of course, he wouldn’t say so.
“Killing’s what uncivilized men do,” Ling Han said disdainfully, and then waved his right hand as a corpse instantly appeared at the main gate. Hong , a terrifying presence swept
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Everyone dropped weakly onto the ground. The coercive power of the god’s remains was too strong, and furthermore, this wasn’t the divine temple which could suppress godly presence. It instantly swept towards the mountaintop and frightened the Spiritual Infant Tier elites as they shot up into the sky one after another, not daring to get close.
Whoever went up would be out of luck!
Ling Han smiled slightly and said, “See? Like I said, I don’t like to kill, that’s the most inferior way of doing things.”
If Liu Yu Tong heard those words, she would definitely snicker because Ling Han very often liked to kill, even though he could clearly use his title to resolve things—he had to use his fists.
Now, no one could retort. Under the god’s coercive might, no one could open their mouths.
Ling Han walked to Yue Hong Chang’s side, helped her up, and said, “Mother, you’ve suffered a lot these years!”
Yue Hong Chang couldn’t speak, simply blinking her eyes as tears fell down.
Ling Han helped her mother to the side to sit down, and spoke of a few things about his father, looking like he was going to engage in small talk here. This made the people of the Winter Moon Sect speechless; they were still lying on all fours!
However, other than sweating cold sweat, they could couldn’t do anything else.
“Mother, I’ll first send you away.” Ling Han walked Yue Hong Chang to the back of a large rock and made Yue Hong Chan
g not resist his consciousness, storing her into the Black Tower.
The Winter Moon Sect would definitely not let the matter drop like this. There were still nine Spiritual Infant Tier elites, and though they didn’t dare to approach now, once Ling Han put away the god’s remains, they would definitely attack immediately.
Ling Han could hide into the Black Tower at any time, but with one more person, accidents would inevitably occur, and Yue Hong Chang definitely couldn’t get into an accident.
He walked backed, arriving before Ao Feng.
Ao Feng could only look up at the son of his enemy, and the psychological damage inside his heart was probably astonishingly large; there were definitely ten thousand grass mud horses galloping by.
Pa!
Ling Han stepped on his face and crushed it forcefully, making Ao Feng groan in pain. He had no Rock Cliff Body, nor Iron Sheet Body, and without a Origin Power barrier, his body’s defense was only slightly stronger than a normal person’s.
“I should take your life, but as a son, I shouldn’t deprive my father of his job. So, your life will be left for my father to personally take!” Ling Han kicked Ao Feng ferociously, crippling Ao Feng’s spirit base.
That was how Ao Feng treated his father back then, and now Ling Han paid it back in full!
From now on, Ao Feng’s cultivation would stagnate at the third layer of the Flower Blossom Tier, while Ling Dong Xing’s tier would soon catch up.
…To repair a spirit base? No way, what grade of spirit pill was required to restore a spirit base crippled by Ling Han? At least Heaven Grade! Where would Ao Family find that? He should just quietly wait for death!
Ao Feng couldn’t even yell out, simply groaning in pain.
He was the genius of the Winter Moon Sect, breaking through to the Flower Blossom Tier before being fifty years in age, with a chance to cross into the Spiritual Infant Tier in the future; but now, his spirit base was destroyed, breaking off his path of advancement.
He was shocked, angered, and frightened, instantly fainting.
Scaring a Flower Blossom Tier warrior till they fainted, Ling Han probably created a first in history.
Ling Han smiled slightly, swept his gaze past Feng Yan, and walked over in in large strides. “Although I’ve never cared about you, since I’ve come, I might as well take care of you.”
Seeing Feng Yan’s lips tremble, trying hard to speak. Ling Han simply picked up Feng Yan and walked far from the god’s skeletal remains.
“Ling Han, you bully others by taking advantage of your connections, what hero you are!” Feng Yan scolded.
Ling Han was astonished and said, “Do my ears have a problem? You’d actually say something so substandard? When you were in Rain Country, didn’t you take of advantage of having a Spiritual Infant Tier master to try to kill me in public? Taking a Spiritual Infant Tier law decree to assume unwarranted authority and acting extremely unbridled?”
“It’s all based on my own strength anyhow, how is this taking advantage of connections?”
“Feng Yan, you’re truly fallen low!”
Those words made Feng Yan’s face red all over. At that time, he certainly had been self-satisfied, not even caring about Rain Emperor. In the end, it was Rain Emperor, whom he ignored, that unleashed surprising strength that repelled the expert sent from the Winter Moon Sect.
If he’d straightened his attitude at the time, perhaps Rain Emperor wouldn’t have intervened!
Unfortunately, there were no ifs in all things.
“Ling Han, you have the guts to give me three years’ time? Wait till I advance into Flower Blossom Tier to battle again!” Feng Yan said so upright and unafraid. He possessed an ancient divine beast’s bloodline and his cultivation progression speed was shockingly fast.
“Retard!” Ling Han shook his head. “Won’t be long before your brother goes to middle state to play, why wait three years for you? By that time, the grass on your burial mound would have grown tall!”
“You, you actually want to kill me? This is the Winter Moon Sect!” Feng Yan yelled furiously.
“You overestimate yourself. So what if I killed you? I promise nothing happens to me!” Ling Han pat Ling Han’s face and said, “You have any last words? Seeing that we’re both Rain Country’s people, I’ll do my best to complete it for you.”
“You can’t kill me! I’m the disciple of a Spiritual Infant Tier elite!” Feng Yan suddenly screamed at the top his lungs. “Master, save me! Save me!”
“Scream, yell till your throat breaks, no one will come save you,” Ling Han said smilingly.
“Master Ling, would you give me some face, and let this small disciple go?” At this time, a voice sounded from afar—an indistinct white-browed old man could be seen standing in the air. He had a large stature and wore a white cotton-clothing, very much like a celestial.
Winter Moon Sect’s Spiritual Infant Tier elite, Shi He Shun, who was also Feng Yan’s master.
Ling Han said indifferently, “Why should I give you face, who the hell are you?”
Hiss, how could he dare to speak to a Spiritual Infant Tier elite like that?
Everyone was first startled, but thinking carefully, Ling Han truly had such right!
If it weren’t the north region with different martial arts levels, in the middle state, a Spiritual Infant Tier could only be servile to Heaven Grade alchemists, so how could a Spiritual Infant Tier even have any “face”? However, this was north region after all, and Spiritual Infant Tier elites were above all else, invincible. Was it truly wise to rebut a mighty Spiritual Infant Tier like that?
Shi He Shun’s face immedialtey twitched, and his sage-like presence immediately dispersed. He pointed threateningly at Ling Han and said, “Junior, you dare touch a single hair on this old man’s disciple, and this old man will skin you alive!”
“Should I pretend to be scared to cooperate with you?” Ling Han sneered. “Sadly, though you lived quite long, you’re not deserving of my respect, so take a hike. If you want to save him, come, I’ll kill you too, old dog!”
Shi He Shun roared furiously at the sky, but with the god’s skeletal remains’ suppression, he didn’t dare to approach at all; otherwise, he would definitely be like the other people, suppressed by that supreme presence and unable to move.
Ling Han smiled at Feng Yan and said, “Look, even your master has no way; you’d better just accept your fate!”
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“No! No!” Feng Yan yelled. He didn’t want to die, he couldn’t die now!
He possessed a divine beast’s bloodline and had a chance to become a Shattering Void Tier elite in the future. Moreover, he hadn’t taken revenge for his brother’s death and the hatred of losing his leg, yet he was actually going to die in the hands of his enemy?
Not resigned, he was not resigned!
“That’s right, just this resentfulness!” Ling Han said. “When you killed and hurt people brazenly, did you ever think of how the people you bullied felt? So, do as you would be done by. There will always be someone who can punish you!
“And you’re very unfortunate to have met me!
“Be a good man in the next life… whatever, just by your actions in this life, you still want to be a man? Better off as a pig and eaten to pay for your sins!” 1
Ling Han stomped hard and Feng Yan’s entire head instantly sunk into the mud; his limbs twitched for a while, and soon drooped down.
He was obviously thoroughly dead.
“Ling Han! Ling Han! Ling Han!” Shi He Shun roared angrily at the sky, bristling with anger. He was truly furious to the extreme.
“Bring it on if you have the guts, this lord will battle three hundred rounds with you!” Ling Han challenged.
Shi He Shun couldn’t possibly dare to accept the challenge. Running over, he would only be suppressed by the god’s skeletal remains.
Ling Han laughed loudly and said, “If you guys don’t come her
e, this lord will leave! Besides, you guys better think it through: if you want to chase after this lord, maybe you’ll give away your life.”
He walked over and waved his hand, storing the god’s skeletal remains in the Black Tower, but a ruthless mental shock immediately charged right at his consciousness, almost making him hack out blood.
…He could move freely under the godly presence but touching the god’s skeletal remains was another matter.
Ling Han resisted with great difficulty, not letting anyone see an inkling of it.
“If you want to chase this lord, bring it on!” He looked again at Ao Feng, who had woken up. “Don’t you die, your life will be left for my father to reap. Or else, my father will be left with regret.”
Ao Feng simply wanted to raise his middle finger at Ling Han, but cold sweat was all over his body; he was completely out of strength, so he couldn’t possibly raise his hand.
Ling Han descended the mountain in large strides. In the sky, nine divine senses constantly locked onto him—eight were filled with killing intent, while one had a hint of friendliness.
That was definitely Yue Family’s elder!
In fact, the more valiant he was, the happier Yue Family’s elder would be; he was the descendant of the family, although not surnamed Yue.
However, the other eight Spiritual Infant Tiers never attacked, probably having qualms about the god’s skeletal remains. Perhaps they were waiting for Ling Han to be inattentive and careless to launch a sudden surprise attack, killing him.
Besides, it would be an extremely problematic matter if a Heaven Grade alchemist died at the Winter Moon Sect, so they obviously wanted to wait for him to be slightly further to attack.
“Ling Han! Ling Han!” Yue Kai Yu quickly rushed over. After leaving the mystery realm, he went straight back to the Winter Moon Sect, so he obviously arrived several days earlier than Ling Han.
“Brother Yue!” Ling Han laughed.
“Master Han… pah!” Yue Kai Yu rushed over, and snatched Ling Han by the chest, picking him up. “You bastard, you obviously knew I’m your older cousin, yet you still made me call you Master Han, Master Han! Let my aunt out to judge what’s right and wrong!”
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