178: Kidnapping Murong Qing

"What are you doing!"

Murong Qing's exquisite eyes shot out two beams of cold light as she looked coldly at Yang Lingchen.

"Young... Young Miss, I've dug up so many Spirit Crystals!"

With a look of reluctance, Yang Lingchen slowly put down the Spirit Crystals he was clutching tightly in his hands.

"Hmph, hand over the storage ring on your person, or die."

Murong Qing looked coldly at Yang Lingchen. Her eyes were like incredibly sharp swords, bone-chillingly cold and making one shudder.

"Young Miss, I really don't have a storage ring on me. If you don't believe me, how about I strip naked for you to see?" After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, he made a gesture as if he were about to take off his clothes.

Murong Qing's Phoenix eyes narrowed, and she barked, "Bastard, who told you to take off your clothes?"

"Young Miss, didn't you say I was hiding a storage ring? I'm stripping for you to prove my innocence!" Yang Lingchen said with a faint, playful smile.

Just then, Yue Bufan also rushed in and said respectfully, "Young Miss."

"This Young Lady suspects he is hiding a storage ring. Go over and search him, and while you're at it, see if he has any Secret Treasures hidden inside his body," Murong Qing said in a voice as cold as frost, devoid of any emotion.

"Yes, Young Miss."

Yue Bufan acknowledged and then walked quickly to Yang Lingchen, beginning a meticulous search. At the same time, he released powerful Divine Origin, carefully probing every part of Yang Lingchen's body.

After a moment, Yue Bufan said, "Young Miss, he indeed does not have a storage ring or any Secret Treasures on him."

"Young Miss, I told you that you were wronging me, but you wouldn't believe it," Yang Lingchen said with an innocent, pitiful look.

"Kill him."

Murong Qing's voice was bone-chillingly cold, like thousand-year-old ice. Her exquisite eyes showed no emotion, only endless indifference.

"Yes, Young Miss," Yue Bufan replied, then pounced toward Yang Lingchen like a vicious wolf.

*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...*

With a whoosh, Yang Lingchen's figure suddenly vanished from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Murong Qing like a ghost.

"Seeking death."

Murong Qing snorted coldly, and the cold, glinting battle sword in her hand instantly unsheathed, carrying a frigid killing intent.

"Soul Devouring Slash."

At that moment, Yang Lingchen unleashed a powerful Soul Martial Skill, which instantly crashed into Murong Qing's Sea of Consciousness like a thunderbolt.

Murong Qing's movements suddenly stiffened, and she instantly fell into a brief daze.

Then, the mysterious immortal demon sword in Yang Lingchen's hand was instantly held against Murong Qing's fair neck, as he firmly pulled her in front of him as a shield.

"Stop, or I'll slaughter this bitch."

Yang Lingchen's voice was incredibly cold, as if coming from the Nine Serene Abyss. His sharp eyes stared intently at Yue Bufan.

"Stinky brat, you're dead."

By now, Murong Qing had also recovered. She spoke coldly, her voice filled with rage and threats.

*Slap, slap, slap...*

"Stupid bitch, what are you acting all high and mighty for in front of me? Believe it or not, I'll rape you."

Yang Lingchen was furious and delivered over a dozen slaps, instantly swelling Murong Qing's exquisite cheeks into a bloated mess.

"Kid, release the Young Miss, or you will undoubtedly die."

Yue Bufan's eyes were like those of a venomous snake, fixed on Yang Lingchen, wishing he could swallow him alive.

"Screw your mother, you old bastard! Get on your knees, or I'll bleed her dry."

After Yang Lingchen finished, the immortal demon sword in his hand trembled slightly, and instantly, traces of crimson blood seeped from Murong Qing's neck.

"Stinky brat, calm down!"

At this moment, Murong Qing finally panicked. In all these years, this was the first time she had met someone like Yang Lingchen—fearless and completely unscrupulous.

Right now, she was truly afraid that Yang Lingchen's hand would slip and he would slit her throat.

Yang Lingchen leaned his head close to Murong Qing's ear and sneered, "If he doesn't get on his knees soon, I really won't be able to calm down."

Murong Qing barked at Yue Bufan, shouting, "Kneel!"

"Yes!" Yue Bufan didn't hesitate and dropped to both knees.

"That's a good boy!"

Yang Lingchen chuckled coldly, then held Murong Qing hostage as he walked toward the mine's exit.

Just then, another group of guards rushed into the mine with great fanfare, including several powerful experts at the Divine Origin Realm.

"Kid, let go of the Young Miss."

An old man in green robes, his eyes like blades, stared coldly at Yang Lingchen, his gaze filled with authority and killing intent.

"Tell them to move, or if my hand slips, your head might just leave your shoulders." Yang Lingchen's voice was completely flat, frighteningly calm.

Seeing this, Murong Qing quickly signaled the newly arrived guards and said, "Everyone, move aside."

"Young Miss," the Green-Robed Old Man called out, full of worry.

"Move, I don't want to say it a second time."

Murong Qing spoke again. By now, she was thoroughly terrified of Yang Lingchen, fearing he might do something insane.

"Yes, Young Miss."

The guards immediately cleared a wide path; after all, no one wanted to take the blame for Murong Qing's death.

Holding Murong Qing hostage, Yang Lingchen dashed out of the mine as fast as lightning.

"Brother Ouyang, can you take me out with you too?" At that moment, Tian Boguang shouted loudly to Yang Lingchen.

"Follow along! Whether you can escape or not depends on your luck," Yang Lingchen said, his voice tinged with a hint of helplessness.

"Alright!" Tian Boguang quickly followed closely behind Yang Lingchen.

"Kid, release the Young Miss, and we'll let you leave." Yue Bufan and a group of Divine Origin Realm experts caught up again, looking aggressive.

"Halt! If you dare follow any further, I'll strip her naked right here!" Yang Lingchen threatened, his voice full of ruthlessness.

Hearing Yang Lingchen's words, Murong Qing's face turned as pale as paper. If she were really stripped naked in public by Yang Lingchen, she wouldn't be able to show her face ever again.

Hearing this, Yue Bufan and the others indeed didn't dare to approach any closer.

"Brother Tian, you should leave quickly!" Yang Lingchen said via Sound Transmission.

"Brother Ouyang, until we meet again." After saying this, Tian Boguang sped off into the distance.

"Don't follow me. Once I'm ten kilometers away, I'll naturally release her," Yang Lingchen warned again, his tone resolute.

"Kid, this old man warns you, the Young Miss has the County King's Dao-Guarding Seal on her. If you dare harm her, you will die without a doubt, even if you flee to the ends of the earth," the Green-Robed Old Man said, his voice full of warning.

Hearing the Green-Robed Old Man's words, Yang Lingchen frowned because he had also discovered the mysterious and powerful Dao-Guarding Seal on Murong Qing.

A Dao-Guarding Seal was a mark that only a close relative could place. If the person died, the mark would transfer to the killer, allowing them to be found no matter how far they fled.

"Rest assured, I don't have any deep-seated hatred for her; it's just a small misunderstanding. As long as you don't follow me, I won't kill her."

After speaking, Yang Lingchen took Murong Qing and sped off into the distance, his figure like a shooting star.

In no time, Yang Lingchen had flown ten kilometers away.

*Slap, slap, slap...!*

"Stupid bitch, remember this! My name is Ouyang Yunfei. If you want revenge, come find me anytime." Yang Lingchen delivered over a dozen slaps, his force so great that he sent Murong Qing flying.

Having finished, Yang Lingchen flew toward a majestic mountain range in the distance on his sword.

He pushed his speed to the limit, and before long, he disappeared into the distant mountains.

"Ouyang Yunfei! This Young Lady will not rest until you are dead!"

Looking at the disappearing Yang Lingchen, Murong Qing let out a furious howl, her voice echoing through the valley.

"Brother Yunfei, my apologies."

Yang Lingchen kept flying. He didn't dare stay in the mountain range; after all, this woman's identity was not simple. If he hid in the mountains, he would likely be searched out... "A-choo!"

"A-choo!"

Ouyang Yunfei sneezed twice in a row and grumbled, "Which woman is thinking about me?"

"You bastard, what did you say?"

Chen Yuxin's brows shot up as she grabbed Ouyang Yunfei by the ear.

"Wife, I was wrong! I was just joking!"

Ouyang Yunfei quickly backed down, speaking with a fawning expression.