Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 202: Chapter 200: Lii Sheng’s Rage

“Bang!”

Before Liu Wang could think further, that fair palm transformed into a long knife and struck down on his head.

Liu Wang couldn’t dodge; his speed was far too slow, he could only grit his teeth and attempt to block defensively.

But all defenses, in the hands of the figure in white, were as fragile as thin paper, bound to shatter instantly upon contact.

“Sizzle!”

Blood splattered from Liu Wang’s body as he was cleaved into two halves.

Su Han waved his hand, taking the storage bag, and then provocatively glanced at Lii Sheng in the screen before killing another person.

Ten minutes later, most of the Flowing Snow Sect disciples in the entire canyon had been slaughtered.

Some managed to escape, but they were few; it could be said they were lucky that Su Han didn’t decide to completely annihilate them.

Meanwhile, those miners who had always been working trembled in fear, worried that Su Han would turn on them as well.

“Don’t be afraid.”

Su Han smiled faintly, “Once my God-Slaying Pavilion takes over this place, you’ll work for my God-Slaying Pavilion. Then, your salaries will be doubled, and you won’t have to toil so hard.”

Hearing this, the miners were stunned momentarily, some in disbelief.

“You think your Ninth-Rate Sect can take over this place? That’s wishful thinking!”

In the screen, Lii Sheng was almost grinding his teeth to dust.

He had been watching everything happening in the canyon through the screen.

Su Han had slaughtered hundreds without any mercy, and it infuriated Lii Sheng to the point of explosion.

Who had ever dared to challenge the Flowing Snow Sect in such a manner? Who had dared to be so arrogant in his presence?

It was infuriating that he couldn’t personally retaliate because of the screen separating them; otherwise, he would make Su Han’s life worse than death!

“Enjoying the view?”

Su Han slightly raised his eyes, smiling blandly, “If you find it enjoyable, then next time, my pavilion will kill more for your viewing pleasure.”

“Hmph!”

Lii Sheng couldn’t bear it any longer; with a wave of his hand, the screen directly dissipated.

…

As the largest sect in South City, the Flowing Snow Sect naturally had an impressive presence, its sect residence occupying an area no less vast than the Palace of the Divine Maiden in North City.

At this moment in the Flowing Snow Sect’s council hall, Lii Sheng was storming in furiously.

A middle-aged man, calm and composed, sat reading a book in the council hall. He was handsome and well-built; evidently, he must have been quite a looker in his youth.

“Sect Master!”

Lii Sheng hadn’t yet entered the door when his voice preceded him.

“Hmm?”

The middle-aged man glanced at Lii Sheng and said indifferently, “What is it?”

“Please order the extermination of the God-Slaying Pavilion!” Lii Sheng said through gritted teeth.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, closed the book, and frowned, “What happened?”

“Just now, the Pavilion Master of God-Slaying Pavilion, Su Han, went to Ten Thousand Clouds Mountain, saying he wanted to buy our spirit stone vein. When I didn’t agree, he immediately took action, slaughtering almost all the disciples of Flowing Snow Sect who were stationed on Ten Thousand Clouds Mountain!” Lii Sheng said hatefully.

“How do you know?” asked the middle-aged man.

“I saw it with my own eyes!”

Lii Sheng recounted the incident that had just happened but concealed the part where he had toyed with Su Han.

The middle-aged man listened calmly and, after a moment, suddenly asked, “I heard that when you were promoted in the Cold Cloud Sect, you had some conflicts with that Su Han?”

Lii Sheng hesitated for a moment, then said, “That Su Han is too arrogant, completely disregarding us. Naturally, I couldn’t let the reputation of Flowing Snow Sect suffer!”

“Is that so?”

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and stared at Lii Sheng for a while, making Lii Sheng’s skin crawl.

Lii Sheng knew that this Sect Master of the Flowing Snow Sect, Guan Quan, although bloodthirsty by nature, was not a hot-headed man but was extremely calm instead.

This was the reason he dared not reveal that he had toyed with Su Han.

In the end, he only had himself to blame. If he hadn’t toyed with Su Han, Su Han might not have actually taken action.

“Leave this matter for now,” Guan Quan said.

“Leave it be?”

Lii Sheng’s eyes bulged, “Sect Master, should we just swallow the fact that Su Han killed so many of our disciples?!”

“Then, what would you like to do?”

Guan Quan said, “The Sect Residence of God-Slaying Pavilion is in Yunyang County City. With Huang’an County City so far from Yunyang County City, if we really take action, it would cost us dearly. Although there is a Teleportation Formation we could use, I’ve heard that Su Han and the Myriad Treasures Pavilion are extremely close. If we do start a war, Myriad Treasures Pavilion might very well seal the Teleportation Formation.”

“So what? We can traverse those thousands of kilometers ourselves to personally arrive and slaughter the remnants of God-Slaying Pavilion!” Lii Sheng roared lowly.

“Nonsense!”

Guan Quan’s eyes widened, “Do you really think the people from God-Slaying Pavilion are so easy to kill? Sect of True Martial Arts, as the dominator of Yunyang County City for nearly a thousand years, gathered all its disciples to descend upon God-Slaying Pavilion, and what was the result? The result was that Sect of True Martial Arts was nearly annihilated, while only a few hundred from God-Slaying Pavilion died!”

“Even Pian Pingtian, a mid-stage Dragon God Realm expert, was killed to the point where only his Primordial Spirit remained and it was only because Qilin Daoist Temple stepped in that he managed to survive. Tell me, on what basis does Flowing Snow Sect annihilate God-Slaying Pavilion?”

“The reason God-Slaying Pavilion was able to annihilate Sect of True Martial Arts is not because they are strong, but because the Cold Cloud Sect intervened!” Lii Sheng argued.

“Cold Cloud Sect?”

Guan Quan shook his head, “You are thinking too much. During that war, even before Cold Cloud Sect got involved, God-Slaying Pavilion had already annihilated nearly one hundred thousand disciples from Sect of True Martial Arts and its subordinate Ninth-Rate Sects, and God-Slaying Pavilion only had three thousand people. How do you think they did it?”

Lii Sheng did not agree with Guan Quan’s words; he had always believed that God-Slaying Pavilion simply did not have that kind of strength.

“Moreover, even if it was really as you say, because of the Cold Cloud Sect, what if we go to war with God-Slaying Pavilion and Cold Cloud Sect also steps in?” Guan Quan asked again.

“That’s easy to handle.”

Lii Sheng revealed a cold smile, “There is nothing money can’t solve. As long as we offer sufficient benefits to Cold Cloud Sect, they definitely won’t intervene, especially since Cold Cloud Sect has more than just God-Slaying Pavilion under its Ninth-Rate Sects.”

“Are you out of your mind?”

Guan Quan frowned deeply, “What did you even do when I sent you to attend the promotion ceremony at Cold Cloud Sect? Did you not see when Su Han brought out a painting that allowed Ling Qinghai to break through directly? With Ling Qinghai’s character, do you think he would just watch God-Slaying Pavilion get destroyed and do nothing? If he really didn’t want to intervene, he would have done so when Sect of True Martial Arts made their move!”

“But I… really can’t swallow this grievance!”

Lii Sheng’s eyes became somewhat red, “Those were nearly a thousand disciples’ lives, just like that?”

“There’s a rumor going around the county city these days, do you know about it?” Guan Quan suddenly said.