Chapter 63: The Frightening Blood Refining Hell

  "What is this? This is......", He Lianuo was shocked by the murderous aura bursting out of the house and couldn't speak, he himself had killed people before and had also been pursued to be killed, but he had never felt such a terrifying murderous aura!

  Inside the spacious room, men of all shapes and sizes sat packed together. Some were tall, some short, some fat, some thin, but they shared one thing in common: their upper bodies and faces were completely covered in scars. Those massive, gruesome wounds crisscrossed their skin like centipedes, making it clear that every single person here was a lucky survivor who had narrowly escaped death countless times. But calling them "lucky" seemed somewhat inappropriate, because without immense strength to support them, no one could survive long enough to see the arrival of Lady Luck.

  Lei Shuo and the others slowly removed the black cloth covering their eyes, and without exception, they were all stunned by the overwhelming killing intent and oppressive atmosphere in this room. Even Ling Yun, who had rich experience, widened his eyes and muttered to himself: "Is this...the legendary Blood Refining Hell? This aura is indeed not ordinary...it's truly terrifying..."

  At this moment, when He Lian and others were standing blankly in the empty space, not knowing what to do, the huge iron gate suddenly opened with a loud bang. Everyone in the room heard the sound and turned their heads to look, only to see that at the entrance, Ling Xiao, dressed in white, was walking towards them with a paper fan in hand, strolling leisurely!

  Apart from He Lian's group, everyone else in the room quickly ran back to their bed and stood upright as soon as they saw Ling Xiao walk in. No one dared to make a sound, it was clear that Ling Xiao was the supreme existence in this Blood Refining Hell!

  Ling Xiao gently swayed the paper fan in his hand, smiling slightly as he walked slowly to He Lian's side. Apparently, he was extremely satisfied with the atmosphere of the Blood Refining Hell. Suddenly, he raised his head and loudly declared to everyone: "Very good, today's performance has made me very satisfied. As a reward, no one will be sent to the Blood Refining Tower today!"

  It was just such a plain and dull sentence, but everyone in the room except for He Lian's group was excitedly kneeling down towards Ling Xiao, their faces extremely fanatical. It could be guessed that the Blood Refining Tower must have been an extremely terrifying place for them.

  After saying this, Ling Xiao lowered his head and said to He Lianuo: "Congratulations to you, my mood is not bad today, you can take a rest for a day, but from tomorrow on, you will personally experience the reason why this Fallen Star City is called the City of Sin!"

  He Lianuo didn't speak, but Lei Shuo, who was impatient, took a big step forward, lowered his head and stared fiercely at Ling Xiao's eyes, shouting: "Despicable guy, what else do you have to show off besides **? If you have the ability, put down your literary airs and let's have a real fight! ", Regarding the experience of being inexplicably stunned in the inn before, Lei Shuo still had a grudge, and now that he saw Ling Xiao, he couldn't hold back his anger, and actually rushed forward to issue a challenge!

  He Lianuo and Sang Xiao saw the situation and secretly thought it was not good, so they hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Leixiao's sleeves. Leixiao didn't know the depth of Ling Xiang, but the two people who had fought against him personally knew clearly the terrifying place of Ling Xiang. With Leixiao's strength and Ling Xiang's decisive battle, the outcome could only be seeking death!

  Ling Xiao smiled slightly, snapped his folding fan shut with a loud crack, and said disdainfully: "You think you're enough? I'm afraid not! Even if the three of you joined forces, it's unlikely you'd be able to gain an advantage over me. Instead of recklessly challenging me without knowing your limits, why don't you focus on surviving in this Blood Refining Hell? Don't end up getting beaten into a pulp by tomorrow when you're called upon to ascend the Blood Refining Tower!" After finishing his words, he turned around and loudly addressed the room full of people exuding killing intent: "Everyone listen up! Show some enthusiasm and give these new friends a warm welcome on my behalf. I wouldn't want to be labeled as a neglectful host, haha!" He then strode out of the room, leaving without looking back.

  He Lian Nu couldn't be bothered to persuade the already infuriated Lei Shuo, whose eyes had turned red from Ling Xiao's words. He had noticed that the big men who were previously kneeling on the ground had all slowly stood up and started stretching their limbs after Ling Xiao left. Several of the most burly men among them had already clenched their fists and approached them with ferocious expressions!

  It seems that these guys are executing the command before Ling Xiao left, and they want to "entertain" the new friends who just arrived. He Lian Nu smiled bitterly, pulling Lei Shuo and Xiao Lang slowly back, while Sang Xiao carried Ling Yun with paralyzed legs, the four of them were slowly forced to stick tightly in the corner, with no way to retreat anymore.

  Everyone in the room had already gathered around, seeing that the four people had no way to retreat. The crowd also stopped in their tracks. Just as Helian Nuo was wondering why they hadn't launched an attack yet, the three layers of burly men suddenly parted to reveal a path, and a short, thin old man slowly walked in.

  The old man walked leisurely to the front of He Lian E and others, looked at the empty ground and frowned, then turned around and coughed towards the big men in a circle. One of the big men saw this and quickly jumped out of the circle and ran to the old man's side, knelt down on both knees, supported his arms on the ground and bowed his head to the ground. The old man patted the back of the big man who was bowing to the ground, nodded in satisfaction, and sat down with a thud.

  Immediately, another big man in the room handed an old man a tobacco pouch and helped him light it. The old man comfortably puffed out a string of smoke rings, closed his eyes to savor for a while before lazily saying to Helianuo and others: "I'm asking you four, what did you do to end up being sent to this Blood Refining Hell? Be honest, or else... it's not like I enjoy watching you!" The old man's lazy tone didn't have the slightest hint of sharpness, but subtly exuded an aura that made people involuntarily submit. Adding to this was the attitude of the big men around him, who were all deferential towards the old man, making no one dare treat him as just an ordinary elderly person.

  He Lianuo and Sang Xiao exchanged a glance, the former nodded slightly, and Sang Xiao took a step forward, representing the four people on his side, replied: "Boss, we three are from the direction of Lan Yue City, while the old man with lower limb paralysis is from Yun Xing City. We were sent here because we collided with Ling Xiang. We are new here, please forgive us if there's anything we don't understand!", Sang Xiao's tone was extremely respectful, obviously trying to curry favor with the old man.

  The old man lightly puffed out a smoke ring, completely ignoring San Xiao's show of goodwill. He merely stroked the few strands of whiskers under his chin and said in a low voice, "Was it just a collision with Ling Xiang? From what I know, those who have entered this Blood Refining Hell are either extremely evil people who have committed heinous crimes, or sworn enemies of Ling Xiang. Simply colliding with Ling Xiang wouldn't be enough to qualify someone for being sent to this place!"

  Xiang Xiao furrowed her brow, then steeled herself and spoke the truth: "I dare not hide it from you, Elder. The lower-limbed paralyzed old man is actually Ling Xuan's elder brother, Ling Yun. And I am a descendant of the former City Master San's family, San Yue. I don't know if these two identities qualify me to be sent to this Blood Refining Hell?"

  One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and as soon as Shang Xiao's words fell, the onlookers began to discuss it in a flurry of voices. Clearly, the two identities that Shang Xiao had thrown out were too sensitive and too special.

  That prison-like old man was also shocked after hearing Shang Xiao's words, and immediately cleared his throat. The noisy big men immediately shut their mouths, it seems that this old man's prestige in the Blood Refining Hell is not ordinary.

  The old man knocked the empty pipe on the ground, stood up and walked in front of Sang Xiao, staring at him for a long time before speaking: "Indeed, among the hundreds of people here, probably no one is more qualified to stay in this Blood Refining Hell than you two. The biological brother who contends with Ling Xiang for the position of City Master, and the descendant of the San family, the sworn enemy of the Luanyue City Lord for hundreds of years... interesting, really interesting! It's been a long time since someone as interesting as you two has come to this Blood Refining Hell, haha!"

  He Lianuo quietly placed his hand on the hilt of Tianlang's dagger, guarding against the fierce-looking men around him who were ready to pounce at any moment. On the beds of these men, there were mostly some blades laid out, apparently, this Blood Refining Hell did not prohibit fighting.

  Lei Shuo's giant sword had long been thrown somewhere, seeing He Lian Nu being cautious and on guard, he also clenched his fists, even the little wolf beside him bared its sharp teeth, ready to pounce and fight at any moment!

  The old man laughed for a long time before stopping, wiping away the tears of laughter from his eyes. He waved his hand at Helian and the others: "Don't be so tense, don't worry, no one will take your life in this Blood Refining Hell. The real threat is that Blood Refining Tower. However, there are rules here, every new person has to receive education from their seniors. Everyone here has been educated. Originally, according to the rules, everyone in this Blood Refining Hell should give you newcomers a punch each. Today, considering your interesting identities, I can give you some leeway. You three, except for that crippled one and the little dog, can each choose an opponent to spar with. Don't worry, although our sparring won't be just a few points, it definitely won't be fatal either. Just think of it as adding some fun for us boring seniors! I'll order them to hold back. Alright, you can discuss it among yourselves and give me your answer later!" He turned around and was about to walk back to his bed when he said this.

  "Wait, no need to deliberate, I choose you!", a firm voice suddenly sounded behind the old man.

  "Huh?" The old man turned around in surprise, only to see the tall and thin boy who had been quiet all along stretching out his right hand, pointing at him from a distance.

  "That's right, only I will come out from our side, one battle to determine the outcome. If I win, you won't be able to harass us again from now on. If I lose, then we'll let you do whatever you want with us. If you dare to accept my challenge, I'll take you on!!" Helianuo's right hand clenched into a fist and he shouted loudly.