131: Flying on a sword

“You’re still pretending to be pure in front of me, so you understood it too.”

Yang Lingchen didn't care at all, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

“Yang Lingchen, you must think clearly. If you dare touch This Princess, no one in the Southern Wilderness will be able to save you,” Huangfu Loulan said coldly.

Yang Lingchen snorted and raised his palm again, slapping her. “bitch, you dare to be arrogant even when facing death.”

His eyes were filled with scorn and disdain.

“Aaaah...”

Huangfu Loulan let out a painful shriek. “Yang Lingchen, This Princess will exterminate your entire clan.”

Huangfu Loulan roared furiously, a hint of malice in her eyes, looking as if she wanted to devour Yang Lingchen alive.

“Very good. I like the look of you being defiant,” Yang Lingchen sneered.

After speaking, he swung his palm like a sudden gale and storm, delivering a barrage of fierce slaps. Every time his palm landed, it was accompanied by a whooshing sound, leaving Huangfu Loulan’s cheeks swollen and her hair disheveled.

“Stop... stop hitting me! Spare me, spare me! I can give you the illusory void stone and the divine nether stone.”

At this moment, Huangfu Loulan was truly terrified.

Her voice trembled, laced with endless fear and despair.

She quickly threw the storage ring in her hand to Yang Lingchen. Her hands were still shaking, devoid of the arrogance and spoiled nature of the past.

Huangfu Loulan felt utterly desperate at this moment, her eyes filled only with terror, because she realized that no matter how she tried to dodge, she couldn't avoid Yang Lingchen's storm-like slaps.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her heart was filled with regret and dread.

“Take this. This is the sheet music I wrote for you. Sing according to the lyrics above. If you sing a single line wrong, I’ll beat you to death.”

Yang Lingchen looked cold, pulling a sheet of music from his chest and fiercely tossing it in front of Huangfu Loulan.

“Yang Lingchen, can I not sing?”

Huangfu Loulan glanced at the lyrics on the sheet music, and her face instantly became extremely unsightly.

Her face was full of grievance, and her voice held a hint of pleading. Her pitiful appearance was a stark contrast to her previous arrogance and tyranny.

“You can!”

A cold smile appeared on Yang Lingchen's lips, a smile that sent shivers down one's spine.

“Really?” Huangfu Loulan asked weakly, a glimmer of hope flickering in her eyes.

“Of course, I never force anyone,” Yang Lingchen’s voice was icy cold.

“Slap!”

As Yang Lingchen finished speaking, another loud slap struck Huangfu Loulan. The force of this slap was immense, causing Huangfu Loulan to stumble, nearly falling to the ground.

“Ah...!” Huangfu Loulan let out a miserable scream. Facing the wind generated by Yang Lingchen's slaps, she was completely powerless to resist and could only passively endure all this pain and humiliation.

“I... I'll sing, I'll sing! Stop!”

Huangfu Loulan cried out, no longer caring about dignity or pride, only wanting to end this nightmare-like torment as quickly as possible.

“Don't you feel reluctant?”

Yang Lingchen sneered, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

“Not reluctant, not reluctant,”

Huangfu Loulan quickly replied, her voice choked with tears, and her body trembling incessantly.

“Then why aren't you kneeling down and singing for me?”

Yang Lingchen slapped her again, a blow that directly knocked Huangfu Loulan to the ground.

“I'll sing!”

Huangfu Loulan dared not hesitate any longer. She quickly knelt down and began to sing:

“Just like that, I was conquered by you.”

“Cutting off all paths of retreat.”

“My heart is firm.”

“My decision is foolish.”

“Just like that, I was conquered by you.”

...The singing was shaky and tearful, yet she dared not pause or make a mistake.

After the song, Yang Lingchen smiled, reached out and gently stroked her face, chuckling, “Not bad singing. You can consider becoming a songstress in your next life.”

There was no warmth in Yang Lingchen's smile; instead, it radiated infinite chilliness.

After speaking, Yang Lingchen's expression suddenly changed, and he delivered a slap. This slap contained immense power, directly sending Huangfu Loulan's head flying. Blood splattered, staining the ground.

Having done all this, Yang Lingchen quietly left the Princesss Mansion. His figure was like a phantom, moving through the darkness, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Walking the streets of Phoenix City again, Yang Lingchen had transformed into a tall, resolute-looking middle-aged man with a hint of world-weariness.

Yang Lingchen wore a simple long robe, a black belt tied around his waist, and a pair of black boots on his feet.

Yang Lingchen found a luxurious restaurant on the street and checked in. He planned to refine the divine nether stone first.

As long as he refined the divine nether stone, the immortal demon sword could be upgraded by one level, reaching the Advanced Dao Artifact rank. By then, he could use Sword Flight and return to the Northern Profound Region.

Yang Lingchen had considered taking a mysterious boat back to the Northern Profound Region, but the Spirit Stones required for the mysterious boat's flight were unimaginable, as the distance to the Northern Profound Region was too far, and his current financial resources simply couldn't afford it.

However, the Profound Energy consumed by Sword Flight was bearable for him, and he could use Medicinal Pills to restore his Profound Energy.

In the hotel room, Yang Lingchen sat cross-legged, the divine nether stone placed before him.

Yang Lingchen closed his eyes tightly, formed hand seals, and slowly circulated the Profound Energy within his body, beginning to refine the divine nether stone.

Three days passed in a flash.

During these three days, the news of Huangfu Loulan’s death in her mansion spread throughout Phoenix City like a raging storm.

The entire city fell into panic and shock.

The outside world generally believed that Yang Lingchen was responsible for Huangfu Loulan's death, because according to the Princesss Mansion guards' report, Yang Lingchen was the only person who had visited the Princesss Mansion's artificial lake before Huangfu Loulan died.

At the same time, another princess, Huangfu Furong, had also been missing for several days, and she had been with Yang Lingchen before her disappearance.

Therefore, wanted posters for Yang Lingchen were now plastered everywhere throughout Phoenix City.

The posters featured Yang Lingchen's portrait and listed the reward amount, which was tempting enough to move people's hearts.

Originally, Huangfu Haotian had planned to strike at the Immortal Sword Sect.

Later, he heard that Yang Lingchen had already defected from the Immortal Sword Sect, not only destroying the Immortal Sword Sect's mansion gate but also killing the Immortal Sword Sect's Peak Master Wang Xukun, and it was rumored that Yang Lingchen had even injured Ouyang Qingcang.

Because of this, Huangfu Haotian stopped looking for trouble with the Immortal Sword Sect.

On this day, Yang Lingchen finally emerged from seclusion.

After three days of forging, Yang Lingchen finally raised the level of the immortal demon sword to the Advanced Dao Artifact rank.

At this moment, the immortal demon sword radiated a brilliant glow, and the patterns on the sword body were clearer, containing immense power.

To experience the thrill of Sword Flight, Yang Lingchen headed straight out of Phoenix City.

His appearance was still that of a middle-aged man, so he did not attract the attention of the City Guard.

Upon reaching the city gate, Yang Lingchen noticed his wanted poster, which was conspicuously pasted on the city wall.

Looking at his wanted poster, Yang Lingchen smiled and paid it no mind.

With his current strength, if he wanted to escape, no one in Phoenix City could stop him anymore.

After leaving Phoenix City, Yang Lingchen immediately summoned the immortal demon sword, simultaneously channeling the Profound Energy within his body to merge with the immortal demon sword.

The immortal demon sword floated in front of Yang Lingchen, emitting a buzzing sound, as if inviting Yang Lingchen to step onto it.

Yang Lingchen did not hesitate, leaping up and lightly stepping onto the immortal demon sword's body, then activating the immortal demon sword to fly into the distance.

“Swish! Swish!”

“Holy crap, I almost fell off.”

The speed of the immortal demon sword was extremely fast, almost like a gust of wind. Yang Lingchen, who had just stepped on, lost his balance and was nearly thrown off by the speed.

After cursing under his breath, Yang Lingchen quickly stabilized himself, adjusted his posture, and began to soar in the air.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen was incredibly excited. Sword Flight—wasn't this the Xianxia life he had dreamed of since childhood? The wind blew across his face, bringing a hint of coolness that made him feel extremely comfortable.

Several hours passed in a blink, and Yang Lingchen gradually mastered the various skills of Sword Flight.

He freely traversed the air, sometimes ascending, sometimes descending, sometimes making sharp turns, having a blast.

“It's time for a massacre, Old Scoundrel. I’m going to let you know the consequences of imprisoning my woman.”

A fierce glint flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes, his heart filled with anger and determination.

He returned to Phoenix City.

As he passed the city gate, Yang Lingchen saw a piece of good news announced on a notice, stating that three days later, Huangfu Haotian would officially marry Xiao Qingyun and confer the title of Empress upon Xiao Qingyun. He would also use this opportunity to issue a general amnesty and reduce taxes for the people.

“Fuck! How dare you forcefully marry my woman? I will kill all your sons and finally destroy your Phoenix Divine Dynasty.”

A bloody, cold light shone in Yang Lingchen's eyes, a light that seemed capable of devouring everything.

At midnight that evening, Yang Lingchen used Sword Flight to barge into the Tenth Prince's Mansion.

He descended like a Demon God, the immortal demon sword in his hand flashing with cold light, commencing a bloody massacre.

The guards in the mansion were completely unable to withstand his attacks and were instantly slain.

The Tenth Prince's head was severed by Yang Lingchen and hung directly outside the Prince's Mansion gate.

During the Chou hour (1-3 AM) that night, Yang Lingchen infiltrated the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

He appeared silently before the Eighth Prince like a phantom.

Before the Eighth Prince could react, Yang Lingchen stabbed him through the heart with a sword.

A frantic massacre ensued once more, and the Eighth Prince's head was likewise hung by Yang Lingchen at the entrance of his mansion.

Having done all this, Yang Lingchen slipped into the haotian jade space. He planned to make a concerted effort to achieve a Breakthrough in his cultivation level to the King Realm Ninth Layer.

Because after absorbing the heavenly martial divine pearl last time, his cultivation level had already reached the Peak of the King Realm Eighth Layer, just one step away from reaching the King Realm Ninth Layer.

Now, as long as Yang Lingchen's cultivation level achieved a Breakthrough to the King Realm Ninth Layer, he could use the explosion profound pill to temporarily raise his cultivation level to the Emperor Realm.

By then, even if he couldn't kill Huangfu Haotian, he would be confident in rescuing Xiao Qingyun.

Inside the haotian jade space, Yang Lingchen sat down cross-legged again, and the surrounding Spiritual Qi frantically surged towards him.

He was fully focused, free of distractions, dedicating all his energy to the Breakthrough.