Immortal Soaring Blade

Vol.2-Chapter 265 – You Dare to Touch My Woman?

Inside the shabby secret prison, Ling Bo Re and Song Yuansheng’s eyes were closed, and no one could see their expressions. Zhao Jiuge was a bit restless. Although he was sitting down on the dried grass, he was not as calm as Song Yuansheng and Ling Bo Re.

As for Song Rujing, she was completely restless and was angrily staring at the situation outside. The damp smell in the air was unbearable. If not for the fact that they didn’t want to startle the enemy, how could this broken fence stop her? She could have long cut it apart and left this uncomfortable place.

Just as Song Rujing was muttering about how the so-called Third Elder hadn’t come yet, they heard movement from outside. She felt a rush of excitement and began rubbing her fist. She loved to play and was completely treating this mission as an exciting game. Song Yuansheng and Ling Bo Re opened their eyes and looked outside. Even Zhao Jiuge looked outside with excitement in his eyes.

Was the fierce battle about to arrive?

“Senior Brother Zhu.”

“Senior Brother Zhu.”

They could vaguely hear the voices of the two disciples guarding the prison outside echo into the cave.

Then footsteps echoed. The person coming didn’t hide his movements at all. The light from outside revealed a shadow that was elongated by the fire inside the cave.

Zhao Jiuge’s group of four had already stood up. When that voice echoed, Zhao Jiuge was shocked because the person who had come was not the Third Elder they were waiting for, but Zhu Liangjung, who they had seen earlier.

Zhu Liangjun was a bit red and hot because he had drunk a lot of wine earlier. He also smelled of wine, which caused everyone to frown in disgust.

“Beauty is the best.” Zhu Liangjun revealed a disgusting expression. His gaze lingered on Ling Bo Re’s exquisite face and beautiful body.

Zhu Liangjun didn’t care that the four of them didn’t welcome him. He turned toward the two disciples guarding the prison and said, “You two can head back. Both of you have been standing here for half a day, go get some meat to eat and drink some wine.” After he finished speaking, he waved his hand.

How could the two disciples not know what Zhu Liangjun was planning? But their status was not as high. Not to mention Zhu Liangjun was the Fifth Elder’s disciple. If anything happened, it was not their problem. They quickly retreated, and as for what Zhu Liangjun was going to do, they didn’t care as long as they didn't offend him. They would rather be eating and drinking instead of being bored guarding this prison.

Seeing them leave, Zhu Liangjun revealed the disgusting face once more and walked into the secret prison.

As Zhu Liangjun walked forward, he looked at Ling Bo Re and said, “Beauty, the night is long—why stay in this damp place? Why don’t we find a place to spend the night?”

Ling Bo Re was the only person in his eyes—he didn’t care about the other people at all. He didn’t feel like these mortals could do anything. He was filled with lust and didn’t care about Li Hechao’s words at all. When he looked at Ling Bo Re, a fire burned in his heart, and when he saw her cold and beautiful face, he became excited.

Song Rujing smiled while watching this situation. She was happy to watch this ugly little clown dance and disgust Ling Bo Re. None of them took Zhu Liangjun, who was at the mid stage of the Spirit Core Realm, seriously, so they naturally didn’t feel any sense of danger. Song Rujing didn’t know why she disliked Ling Bo Re so much. Perhaps it was because she didn’t like how cold Ling Bo Re was, or because Ling Bo Re was more well-endowed than her.

Song Yuansheng didn’t react, he merely looked at Ling Bo Re and then at Zhao Jiuge. Now that they had entered the Southern Pond Mountain, it didn’t matter what happened next. As long as they didn’t leave anyone alive, it would be fine. He was still young and wasn’t as coldhearted yet, but thinking about the terrible things these people had done, he knew it wouldn't be difficult to slaughter them. He knew that Zhu Liangjun was just walking to his own death, but he was too lazy to care. If the Third Elder didn’t come to them, they would go find them instead. They already knew that the tunnel led into the heart of the mountain.

Ling Bo Re didn’t even look toward Zhu Liangjun; her expression remained unchanged. Seeing this, Zhu Liangjun walked forward and said, “Seeing how beautiful you are, if you accompany me for the night, I’ll spare your life. As for the rest of you, just wait for the elders to question your origin and have your blood drained.”

Zhu Liangjun spoke with a cold voice and finally turned toward Ling Bo Re with a lecherous smile “Don’t make this difficult for yourself. As long as you follow me, I’ll ensure you have a good life.” After he finished speaking, his hand reached out toward Ling Bo Re.

When Zhu Liangjun spoke those obscene words, killing intent surged out from Ling Bo Re’s body. When Zh Liangjun’s hand reached out, she prepared to attack. When had she ever let a man treat her like this?

However, someone was even faster than Ling Bo Re—it was Zhao Jiuge! When he saw someone humiliate Ling Bo Re verbally like this, his chest heaved up and down. When Zhu Liangjun reached out toward the woman of his dreams, his killing intent erupted. He didn’t care who Zhu Liangjun was!

The Cold Underworld Sword was already in Zhao Jiuge’s hand, and a blue and white light shone from the sword.

There was a flash of cold intent in Zhao Jiuge’s eyes, and he didn’t waste time talking. Thinking about the origin of the blood pool and how cruel these evil cultivators were, he didn’t show any mercy.

A ray of silver sword energy appeared and shot toward Zhu Liangjun’s neck, there was a hint of grey around the silver sword energy. Zhao Jiuge’s understanding of the sword art had reached a new level, so its power had improved.

Before the first strike had landed, another strike appeared.

The Cold Underworld Sword continued to hum and its body glowed brightly. Zhao Jiuge no longer hid his aura and spirit force surged through his body. Now that he had used the sword art, he couldn't hide his spirit force anymore.

Zhao Jiuge’s expression was cold while he looked at Zhu Liangjun. His black clothes moved without any wind. He was confident that the two rays of sword energy would be enough to kill Zhu Liangjun even though they were both at the mid stage of the Spirit Core Realm.

When the spirit force erupted, Zhu Liangjun was shocked. His drunkenness and lust disappeared instantly because he felt danger. He knew that he had no way to resist against that sharp sword energy.

The first ray of sword energy landed on Zhu Liangjun’s neck. Zhu Liangjun was caught off guard and didn’t have time to muster a defense.

A cloud of blood mist erupted when the sword energy was going to cut off Zhu Liangjun’s neck. Everyone was shocked and wondered what this was. Evil cultivators were indeed full of strange tricks.

The cloud of blood immediately eroded the first ray of sword energy, Zhu Liangjun felt lucky that all disciples had this life-saving technique. However, he soon noticed the second ray of sword energy and was terrified.

He didn’t have time to use his spirit force and could only release his spirit core. It was the size of a nail cap, and the red spirit core floated before Zhu Liangjun. It was a grade-6 spirit core, which was pretty good. It had a bloody fog around it, an attribute all Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples had.

The ray of sword energy was like a bright moon, and it instantly cut the grade-6 spirit core in half.

When Zhu Liangjun saw his spirit core being cut in half, he felt his body become much weaker, and his spirit force disappeared from his body. He didn’t have time to panic or think before the residual sword energy cut his body in half.

After losing his spirit force, the residual sword energy even cut his body like tofu.

Zhu Liangjun fell into a pool of blood. The dried, yellow grass was dyed red with blood. Zhu Liangjun died just like this, due to his own lust.

Perhaps this was the best for him. Otherwise, living without a spirit core would be a different kind of pain. He would have no chance to continue cultivating—it was a life worse than death. After all, a spirit core was a cultivator's key. Once it was damaged, it would seriously affect one’s cultivation, and his had been completely destroyed.

“Evil cultivators deserve to be punished. You even dare to touch my woman? Courting death!”

Looking at Zhu Liangjun lying in a pool of blood, Zhao Jiuge’s expression was cold and there was no sympathy on his face. Although their cultivation levels were the same, Zhao Jiuge was much stronger. In addition, he had caught Zhu Liangjun off guard, so the result was not unexpected.

Song Yuansheng seemed to have already expected this. He looked at Zhu Liangjun with pity and deliberately said, “Femme fatale…”

“Did she admit to being your woman? You act so overbearing, but I fear the others don’t agree.” Song Rujing teased Zhao Jiuge and gestured toward Ling Bo Re’s direction.

Zhao Jiuge felt that it was infuriating and funny while he looked at these siblings. The anger he felt from before lessened. Just as he was about to speak, he felt the cold aura behind him and shut his mouth.

Ling Bo Re had arrived beside him and didn’t even look at the body on the ground. Her face was still frosty and she coldly looked at Zhao Jiuge. “You can eat recklessly, but you can’t speak recklessly. If you speak such nonsense again, don’t blame me for cutting off your tongue.”

The corner of Zhao Jiuge’s mouth twitched and he looked at Ling Bo Re in embarrassment. His previously mighty aura had completely disappeared. He thought that after being together for more than a month, their relationship was better. However, it seemed like she was still the same as before: an untouchable iceberg.

The Song siblings couldn’t help but laugh even harder when they saw Zhao Jiuge’s embarrassed expression. In particular, Song Rujing laughed until she was bent over.

“What did I say? I was right! You dare to touch my woman!” Song Rujing continued to laugh and copied Zhao Jiuge’s words.

This caused Ling Bo Re to look over with an unfriendly gaze, and Song Rujing fearlessly looked back. She intentionally or unintentionally did her best to puff out her chest.

Zhao Jiuge also rolled his eyes and stared at Song Rujing. Feeling the tension in the air, Zhao Jiuge said, “Let’s go out. Since we have already revealed ourselves, let’s eliminate everyone.”

These evil cultivators were different from them, so the smell of blood was particularly strong. This was related to their cultivation method and also the blood mist that had erupted from Zhu Liangjun.

Hearing Zhao Jiuge’s words, Ling Bo Re and Song Rujing no longer stared at each other. They all headed out of the secret prison. Their target was the dozens of elite disciples in the canyon.