358: Kill Zhao Xingchen

Yang Lingchen ransacked the Immortal Cave again before leaving the Peak of Heavenly Saint Mountain.

"Yang Lingchen, what's going on with this ninth-layer Sword Intent area? Why has the Sword Intent pressure disappeared?"

As soon as Yang Lingchen walked down the Peak of Heavenly Saint Mountain, he encountered Liu Xueying walking towards him.

"It's like this..." Yang Lingchen then recounted everything that had happened to him during this period.

"You actually Broke Through to the Peak of the ninth layer of Dao God Realm." Liu Xueying's eyes showed a look of shock.

One must know that before entering Heavenly Saint Mountain, Yang Lingchen's cultivation level was only the ninth layer of Void God Realm.

Now, only a few months had passed, and Yang Lingchen had already Broke Through to the ninth layer of Dao God Realm. If this were to get out, it would definitely shock the entire Divine Realm.

"Why are you surprised? Didn't I say? I am the Son of Destiny."

Yang Lingchen curled his lips into a smile, "But you're not bad either! You actually Broke Through to the seventh layer of Dao God Realm in just a few months."

"You think only you are the Son of Destiny? This Young Lady is also a Daughter of Destiny!" Liu Xueying pouted and smiled proudly.

"If you say so, then we truly are a match made in heaven." Yang Lingchen's lips curved into a slight smile.

"You're not a match made in heaven with me; any woman you like is a match made in heaven with you." Liu Xueying rolled her eyes at Yang Lingchen.

"In terms of talent alone, we really are a match made in heaven, aren't we?" Yang Lingchen chuckled softly.

"Alright, let's hurry out! We've been here for almost half a year." Liu Xueying said.

"Mm... mm...!"

Yang Lingchen nodded, then took Liu Xueying and rushed towards the direction where Li Xinyi was.

Half an hour later.

Yang Lingchen returned to the sixth-layer Sword Intent area again.

"Father, you're finally back."

Seeing Yang Lingchen appear, Wu Tianjun was very excited and directly hugged Yang Lingchen's arm.

"This... is this your son?" Liu Xueying was shocked, "Isn't this Wu Xinyi's son?"

"He is my and Wu Xinyi's son, Yang Tianjun." Yang Lingchen said awkwardly, "Juner, this is your Aunt Xueying."

"Hello, Aunt Xueying." Wu Tianjun called out affectionately.

"Good boy! This is a gift from Auntie."

Liu Xueying knew what 'Auntie' meant, but she didn't object. She took out an Immortal Artifact-grade battle sword from her storage ring and gave it to Wu Tianjun.

"Wow, I really like this sword! Thank you, Aunt Xueying." Wu Tianjun said excitedly.

"Yang Lingchen, take good care of Juner. I'll come pick him up in a few days." Li Xinyi said coldly.

"Don't worry, I'll look after Juner." Yang Lingchen nodded.

"Mother, where are you going?" Wu Tianjun asked.

"Don't worry, Juner, Mother is going to do something. I'll be back to pick you up in a few days. You must listen to your father, understand?" Li Xinyi's Face showed a loving smile.

"Don't worry, Mother, I will listen to Father. You must come back quickly." Wu Tianjun said, hugging Li Xinyi reluctantly.

From childhood, Wu Tianjun had never left his mother. Although he had now found his father, in his heart, his mother was always the most important.

After Li Xinyi left, Yang Lingchen took Liu Xueying and Wu Tianjun and continued walking out of Heavenly Saint Mountain.

"Yang Lingchen, have you noticed? The Sword Intent of Heavenly Saint Mountain seems to be gradually disappearing." Liu Xueying suddenly said.

"This might be the reason Dugu Moli left! In the future, Heavenly Saint Mountain should just be an ordinary mountain." Yang Lingchen said in a deep voice.

"You're really a jinx. A perfectly good Heavenly Saint Mountain was ruined by you. That Dugu Moli was really unlucky to meet you." Liu Xueying laughed.

"How can you blame me? Who told that old fellow to provoke me without knowing his place?" Yang Lingchen laughed.

The three of them hurried towards the outskirts of Heavenly Saint Mountain.

About an hour later, Yang Lingchen and the other two finally walked out of Heavenly Saint Mountain.

At this time, the foot of Heavenly Saint Mountain was still bustling.

Due to the disappearance of the Sword Intent from Heavenly Saint Mountain, those who were comprehending Sword Intent also walked down from Heavenly Saint Mountain.

"Stinky brat, today This Young Master wants to see who can save you."

Just then, a young man dressed in white brocade suddenly appeared not far from Yang Lingchen.

The person was none other than Zhao Xingchen, the Divine Son of Wuya Palace.

"Yang Lingchen, City Lord Yan isn't here this time, so no one can save you." Another cold voice came from afar.

Immediately after, Chi Zhoutang's figure appeared on the scene.

"Chi Zhoutang, this kid is someone our Wuya Palace wants to kill. You're not trying to snatch him from This Young Master, are you?" Zhao Xingchen's tone was clearly unfriendly.

After several months of Cultivation, his cultivation level had reached the Second Layer of Ancestral God Realm, so he clearly didn't put Chi Zhoutang in his eyes.

"Young Master Zhao, this kid offended our Tianchi Chamber of Commerce. This Seat wants to capture him and make him an Alchemy slave. As long as Young Master Zhao gives This Seat some Face, This Seat will definitely offer a generous reward." Chi Zhoutang said.

Yang Lingchen was, after all, a Top-grade Alchemist. If he were to just kill him like this, he would indeed feel a bit reluctant.

"Fifty million divine crystals, and you can take Yang Lingchen away." Zhao Xingchen said coldly.

Chi Zhoutang pondered for a moment, then said, "This Seat can only offer forty million divine crystals. If Young Master Zhao disagrees, then just kill him."

"Deal!"

Zhao Xingchen laughed heartily. Gaining forty million divine crystals for free was all benefit and no harm to him.

"Fuck, two fools who don't know their place."

A fierce glint flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes, then he turned to Liu Xueying, "Help me watch Juner."

"Don't worry!" Liu Xueying nodded and took Wu Tianjun to watch the excitement from the side.

"Aunt Xueying, Father won't be in trouble, will he?" Wu Tianjun asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, these people are no match for your father at all." Liu Xueying comforted him.

"Oh! Then I'm relieved." Wu Tianjun said.

Yang Lingchen walked directly in front of Chi Zhoutang and Zhao Xingchen, and said coldly, "You two idiots, who wants to die first?"

"Courting death!"

Zhao Xingchen shouted coldly, raising his hand and slapping out, fast as lightning, towards Yang Lingchen.

Yang Lingchen's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his left hand instantly shot out a claw, grabbing towards Zhao Xingchen's wrist.

"You ignorant fool, still trying to resist in front of This Young Master." In Zhao Xingchen's view, Yang Lingchen couldn't possibly block his slap.

Just then, Yang Lingchen grabbed Zhao Xingchen's wrist and twisted it with a slight force.

"Crack!"

"Ah... ah... ah... ah..."

Zhao Xingchen let out a mournful scream; his entire arm was twisted into a pretzel by Yang Lingchen on the spot.

"Bang... bang... bang... bang..."

Yang Lingchen grabbed Zhao Xingchen's arm and wildly swung him towards the ground.

"Ah... ah... ah... ah..."

Screams echoed, and in less than a moment, Zhao Xingchen was smashed into a bloody mess, all his bones shattered from the beating.

"Little Bastard, you're dead. Offending my Wuya Palace, there will be no place for you in the entire Divine Realm." Zhao Xingchen's eyes were filled with endless malice.

Just moments ago, he was discussing with Chi Zhoutang how to kill Yang Lingchen, and in the blink of an eye, he was instantly killed by the other party. This sense of disparity made his hatred for Yang Lingchen reach its Peak.

"You're about to die, yet you still dare to act arrogant in front of me."

Yang Lingchen sneered, swinging his heaven-reaching staff and smashing him wildly. In less than a moment, Zhao Xingchen was pounded into a pulp.

"Yang Lingchen, go to hell!"

Just then, Chi Zhoutang's cold voice came from behind Yang Lingchen.

Yang Lingchen didn't even turn his head; he directly swung his staff backward.

"Bang...!"

"Ah... ah... ah... ah..."

A mournful scream rang out. Chi Zhoutang's sternum was instantly shattered, and he completely lost his ability to fight.

"Now it's your turn."

Yang Lingchen sneered, swinging his heaven-reaching staff and walking towards Chi Zhoutang.

"Yang Lingchen, you can't kill me! I am from the Chi Family of the Supreme Realm. If you dare to touch me, the Chi Family will definitely not let you off!"

At this moment, the only thing Chi Zhoutang could do was to bring out the Chi Family, hoping Yang Lingchen would consider the Chi Family's Face and spare him.