Chapter 25: Anger in Action

  Another half month has passed, and the passage of time is somewhat overwhelming.

  The dew-kissed lawn was extremely wet in the early morning, but Ling Qingyan standing alone on the lawn didn't notice any of this. At this moment, his eyes were fixed tightly on the dark long sword in his hand, and he sighed: "For half a month now, I haven't made any progress with the eighth move of the Tianjian Jiushi. And recently, I've been feeling increasingly irritable - is it because my mood has been suppressed?"

  Wow!

  The blue sword light suddenly turned around, Ling Qingyan directly swung his sword out, and the rotating sword light mixed with thunder flew out...

  The dazzling blue sword light swept across two small trees before falling out of control once again.

  For a moment, Ling Qingyan walked forward again to pull out the Yōmei Long Sword stuck in the lawn, and his mouth involuntarily curled up with a bitter smile. "Is this what they mean by a bottleneck? I've heard that cultivating true strength has bottlenecks, but I've never heard that practicing sword techniques also has bottlenecks."

  Ling Qingyan was among them, yet unaware of it. If the practice of sword techniques had no bottleneck, how could he have progressed to this point without fully mastering the eighth style of the Tianjian Nine Forms? If the practice of sword techniques had no bottleneck, why would those in the Tianjian Sect who had cultivated the Tianjian Nine Forms to great completion be so rare?

  No longer in the mood for sword practice, Ling Qingyan walked out of the building complex alone, wandering aimlessly.

  "Why is it that every time I can only control the first turn of the sword in my hand? The second turn, and true power seems to be completely out of control."

  "The second turn, how should the true power be controlled?"

  "No, it's not like that!"

  ……

  All the way, Ling Qingyan held the Youming Long Sword and kept making gestures, sometimes nodding his head and sometimes shaking it, completely unaware of the surroundings, as if he had gone crazy. The inner door disciples who passed by Ling Qingyan's side couldn't help but look at him with surprise in their eyes, apparently they had never seen such a "hardworking" person before.

  As time passed, Ling Qingyan slowly came back to himself, lifted his head and saw the surrounding buildings in an instant, and couldn't help but be shocked. "Unknowingly, I've run all the way to the outer gate."

  "Don't...please..."

  Just as Ling Qingyan was about to turn around and leave, a faint cry of a woman suddenly came from the side. If it weren't for Ling Qingyan's improved hearing due to his spiritual awareness, he wouldn't have heard this sound at all. Following the source of the sound, Ling Qingyan looked over and saw that it was coming from a secluded corner behind a wall, which blocked his line of sight.

  Ling Qingyan felt something was off and took a few steps forward. Turning around the corner, two disheveled figures appeared before his eyes. Although Ling Qingyan had suspected earlier, seeing them now still made him involuntarily furious.

  The woman, whose body was constantly struggling inside, saw Ling Qingyan at a glance. Her eyes were filled with tears and pleading, as if she wanted Ling Qingyan to save her. The man who was facing away from Ling Qingyan and tearing his own shirt, however, was still speaking in a crazy and soft tone, "Don't worry, as long as you listen to me obediently, I won't touch your family. And within the sect, if you follow me, even the inner disciples won't dare to look down on you!"

  No wonder!

  Ling Qingyan looked at the woman in front of him, no wonder she didn't dare to make a sound again. It turned out that she had been threatened by this person. When he heard the man's increasingly arrogant voice later on, Ling Qingyan only felt his anger surge up in an instant, and his consciousness was stirred up. Then, a stream of bloody aura uncontrollably surged into Ling Qingyan's right arm, and then into the Yumeng Long Sword in his hand. In an instant, the blood-red aura enveloped the surroundings of the Yumeng Long Sword.

  Anger!

  Ling Qingyan had been a person for two lifetimes, and what he hated the most was people like the man in front of him who insulted others' innocence. In his previous life, there was once when Ling Qingyan's girlfriend Lier was held hostage by an enemy and almost got defiled, but Ling Qingyan arrived just in time to prevent that tragedy from happening. However, that enemy was brutally stabbed with over a hundred holes by Ling Qingyan using the dagger he carried on him, at a time when he seemed to have completely lost his rationality!

  Bloody! Brutal!

  When Ling Qingyan walked out with a crazed expression, covered in blood and holding Lier, everyone was shocked.

  "The Green Mountain Gang" Ling Lao Da was enraged for the sake of his lover, and this matter swept through the entire city's underground forces like a hurricane. From then on, no one dared to use Li'er to threaten Ling Qingyan again, as they had learned from this incident that Li'er was Ling Qingyan's inviolable reverse scale!

  Reverse scales, touch and die!

  "Roar......"

  Looking at the scene in front of him, which was extremely similar to the one from his previous life, Ling Qingyan's throat suddenly rolled several times, emitting a low growl. But it was this low growl that made the man in front of him, who had just taken off half of his shirt, subconsciously turn around, and at the same time, a shallow green true energy burst out all over his body.

  "Ling Qingyan, you..."

  Looking at Ling Qingyan's sword coming straight towards him with a frightened expression, the man was already unable to dodge.

  The young man was the direct grandson of the Precept Master, "Wenyi", and also a second-generation disciple within the Tianjian Sect's inner circle. However, he was someone who relied purely on the Precept Master's reputation to get by. After three years, Wenyi had also come to know about Ling Qingyan, an extremely special existence within the inner circle, because three years ago, he had wanted to make a move against him but was stopped by his own grandfather. At that time, Wenyi only then realized that Ling Qingyan was the most special existence within the Tianjian Sect's inner circle, and even his own grandfather didn't dare to provoke him easily.

  In the Tianjian Sect, there were only a few people who dared to take action and kill him. And the person in front of him, Ling Qingyan, was one of them. At this moment, seeing Ling Qingyan approaching with his sword, Wen Yi's face was filled with fear and his eyes were full of pleading, as if hoping that Ling Qingyan would spare his life.

  But he had no idea what Ling Qingyan was feeling at this moment, if he knew, he would not do this even if he was beaten to death today. To know that in the previous life after that thing, Ling Qingyan strictly ordered his brothers under him, absolutely cannot force women to do things they are unwilling to do, if he knows, three knives and six holes will be waiting for them!

  Let Wen Yi go? Is it possible?

  Still with a hint of rationality, the target of Ling Qingyan's sword, which was shrouded in a bloody and eerie aura, was actually that warm and easy-to-reach lower body part. A straightforward swing of his sword, yet it brought up a fierce sword howl...

  Sword falls, Ling Qingyan's right hand rotates with a spiral force...

  The withered and rotten parts were suddenly covered in blood and flesh, a ghastly sight!

  At the moment when Ling Qing's sword fell, Wen Yi's forehead also bulged with blue veins for a while, and his mouth opened wide, just about to shout out loud.

  But he didn't have the chance to shout out again, because Ling Qingyan's hand was shrouded in a bloody aura, and his dark sword swiftly stirred several times at Wen Yi's crotch before flashing across Wen Yi's throat like lightning...

  The sword flashed, blood surged.

  "Bang!"

  Wen Yi's pupils dilated, and her entire body fell to the ground in disarray. Meanwhile, Ling Qingyan also withdrew his Yinyuan long sword into the Baina ring and stepped forward to help up the woman who was adjusting her clothes.

  Ling Qing Yan had never discovered that when his Netherworld Long Sword entered the Baina Ring, the Blood Evil energy within it had not disappeared, but still lingered on the sword body, following the Netherworld Long Sword into the Baina Ring.

  PS: This episode's **, is coming soon!