Ling Xiao must not be allowed to live.
Otherwise, he would become a major asset to Fengyin Mountain and a formidable enemy to his heir, Feng Ming Qishan.
“Jia Yun, you lost!”
Feng Yanran’s voice made the already sullen Jia Yun even angrier.
“I know. I won’t pester you anymore!”
Jia Yun said coldly.
He did not hate Feng Yanran but blamed everything on Ling Xiao, believing Ling Xiao had stolen his woman and his happiness.
He wanted revenge!
On the lake, Kong You’s body floated there. Ling Xiao had not let him sink.
He had said he would cripple Kong You’s cultivation and would not let him die.
At this moment, Kong You bled from all seven orifices, looking at Ling Xiao in terror, as if seeing an invincible demon god.
Ling Xiao had really crippled him?
Crippled the cultivation he had painstakingly built to Eight Desolate Heaven?
It could not be true?
Kong You could not believe this fact. He tried not to think about it, but terrifying thoughts kept assaulting him.
In great families, endless strife. Losing cultivation meant being cast into the cold palace, becoming a bullied waste, worse than a dog.
“You just said you would cripple me, right? Said not killing me was mercy, right? Now I return those words to you unchanged!”
With that, Ling Xiao casually lifted the crippled Kong You and threw him towards the shore.
An eye for an eye.
Since Kong You wanted to cripple him, he would cripple Kong You first.
Thud!
Kong You landed precisely in the pavilion, hitting no one.
This move alone astonished everyone present.
Then, Ling Xiao leaped into the air, landing in the pavilion in an instant. Looking at Kong You twitching on the ground, he sneered disdainfully.
This man had been so arrogant and cruel before him. Now he was like a dying dog, only capable of trembling.
“This Ling Xiao is truly as rumoured, ruthless and merciless.”
“I don’t want to provoke him!”
“He’s simply a madman!”
Seeing Kong You’s miserable state, many young dancers in the pavilion felt wary. Ling Xiao was the type you must never provoke.
Once he went mad, he dared kill anyone!
No matter your family or background, it meant nothing.
“Emperor, look. Ling Xiao crippled Kong You right in front of you. Such cruelty not only provokes the peacock clan but your majesty’s authority. If not punished, any Tom, Dick, or Harry will dare shit on nobles’ heads!”
Yan Peng suddenly knelt before the Emperor, crying loudly.
His acting was good, showing anger, sadness, and some fear.
With Kong You crippled, he was next.
He had to protect himself.
Seeing such a pathetic Yan Peng, Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully. “Your Majesty sees all. Kong You’s words earlier were clear. He turned sparring into this duel. I merely returned the favour.
Here, only you, Yan Peng, are so shameless, lying with eyes open, like farting!”
“Kong You was just joking. How could he do that before Your Majesty? But you struck ruthlessly. Everyone saw.”
Yan Peng roared.
“No reasoning with a shameless bastard like you. If I were lying there, you’d be thrilled, even step on me twice.”
Ling Xiao said coldly. “Almost forgot. You promised to fight me after I beat Kong You. A promise to Your Majesty. Do you intend to deceive the Emperor?”
“Your Majesty, I only said spar. Not this kind of fight. For sparring, I agree.”
Yan Peng said hurriedly.
Deceiving the Emperor was a capital crime. He dared not commit it.
“Ling Xiao, Kong You’s matter started with him. I won’t pursue it. Your fight with Yan Peng is ordinary sparring. Stop at a point. Agreed?”
The Emperor thought and said.
“All as Your Majesty commands.”
Ling Xiao sneered inwardly. You say stop at a point, then I’ll “stop at a point”.
“Right here.”
Yan Peng feared distance would leave the Emperor unable to help. He wanted to fight inside the pavilion for safety.
“As you wish. Here.”
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, kicked Kong You aside, stood in the centre, and beckoned Yan Peng.
Yan Peng walked trembling to the edge but hesitated long, not daring to step in.
He knew clearly he was no match for Ling Xiao.
Even Kong You was defeated in one move. He was far weaker.
“Hurry up. Don’t disgrace your peacock clan.”
Ling Xiao mocked.
“Yan Peng, you waste. With me here, he can’t hurt you!”
Jia Yun suddenly bellowed.
“Young Master Jia, you must not let this kid cripple my cultivation.”
Yan Peng pleaded pitifully to Jia Yun.
“Rest assured. He wouldn’t dare!”
Jia Yun, confidence from who knows where, said boldly. “If he cripples you here today, he won’t leave Lingyue Villa.”
Originally, Ling Xiao planned to stop at a point, letting Yan Peng bedridden one or two months. But Jia Yun’s words.
He now had to cripple Yan Peng.
Otherwise, it would seem Ling Xiao feared this idiot Jia Yun?
With Jia Yun’s assurance, Yan Peng finally mustered courage and entered the field.
In his view, even bold, Ling Xiao wouldn’t rampage on Zhengqi League territory?
Better spar injured than crippled or killed.
“Whoosh!”
The instant Yan Peng stepped in, Ling Xiao moved.
Indeed “stopping at a point”.
His right finger pointed at Yan Peng’s body.
This did not violate the Emperor’s order.
Everything happened so fast.
After pointing, Ling Xiao withdrew to his seat.
Speed jaw-dropping.
“Hahaha, Ling Xiao, not bad. Some self-awareness. Come, this young master rewards you a cup!”
Seeing Yan Peng standing unharmed, Jia Yun laughed heartily, even raising a cup condescendingly to Ling Xiao, like rewarding a servant.
“Ah—!”
But before his laughter landed, Yan Peng suddenly screamed. His body shook violently. He spat blood, face deathly pale.
