Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Shen Yu Yang was no stranger to Star Cloud Pavilion; he had more than one lover there, and that was quite normal. After all, who else could say their maternal uncle was one of the five Great Elders of the Outer Court at Star Cloud Pavilion?

Many ordinary female disciples of Star Cloud Pavilion longed to cling to Shen Yu Yang, this mighty tree.

“Damn this ghastly weather.”

Shen Yu Yang stepped out from Elder Xingxuan’s courtyard.

Following closely behind him was a servant holding an umbrella for him.

But even with the umbrella, his clothes were still soaked by the rainwater.

“Master, which beauty are you planning to visit?” The servant beside him couldn’t help asking, envious.

Having followed Shen Yu Yang for many years, the servant knew well what kind of man he was—he certainly was going to meet a lover. Shen Yu Yang had seven or eight lovers in the Star Cloud Pavilion alone, a thought that made one green with envy and resentment.

The servant couldn’t help cursing inwardly, “Am I inferior to this grandson just because of my birth? My talent is far greater than his.”

Yet, it was this birth that determined Shen Yu Yang was the master and he himself the servant. Sometimes it felt quite depressing, especially when Shen Yu Yang was amusing himself with women inside, while he could do nothing but stand guard outside.

“Go to that slut, Li Ruoyu’s place.”

Thinking of Li Ruoyu’s performance in bed, Shen Yu Yang felt his mouth dry and a surge of lustful fire began to burn in his lower abdomen.

His steps involuntarily quickened, the heavy rain lashed down, and there were hardly any people moving around within Star Cloud Pavilion. To reach Li Ruoyu’s residence, one had to pass through three separate courtyards and across a willow grove where the female disciples resided.

“Master, look, there’s someone ahead.”

The servant pointed at a person standing in the forest, drenched by the rain from the large trees, and one could vaguely make out that it was a man, though in the dim light, it wasn’t clear.

Shen Yu Yang cursed under his breath, “Is that guy sick? Standing out here in the rain in the middle of the night?”

“Who knows? Maybe some female disciple dumped him, and he wants to hang himself.” The servant commented.

“What bad luck,” Shen Yu Yang grimaced.

Soon Shen Yu Yang reached the side of the “unlucky egg.”

Suddenly at that moment, the “unlucky egg” turned his face.

Boom.

First came the sound of thunder, followed by a flash of lightning streaking across the sky, and Shen Yu Yang turned to face the “unlucky egg” looking back at him.

But when Shen Yu Yang saw that face, his complexion instantly turned ashen with fright.

“Are you a human or a ghost?”

Shen Yu Yang was so scared that he plopped down on the ground. He was a complete coward with very little cultivation.

“Ah!” The servant was equally terrified, his face pale as he turned and ran.

Whoosh.

Lin Feng swung his right hand, and a flash of cold light sparkled.

In an instant, the sharp cold light shot out, slicing the fleeing servant clean in half.

“You’re asking if I am a human or a ghost?”

Lin Feng’s chilling gaze then turned to Shen Yu Yang.

Shen Yu Yang’s face was as white as a sheet, and he cried out, “It wasn’t me who killed you; it was Lv Shihai who killed you! Don’t worry, my uncle will secretly deal with him tomorrow to avenge you. There is a certain order to these grievances; you should go to Lv Shihai if you have any grudges or resentment.”

“What a waste of space,” Lin Feng regarded Shen Yu Yang coldly.

Killing such a useless man, Lin Feng feared dirtying his hands!

“Are you human?”

Shen Yu Yang finally snapped back to reality, his heart filled with shock and countless doubts.

That Lv Shihai had the cultivation level of the Tenth Level of the Martial King Realm—how did he not kill this kid?

Could it be that Lv Shihai had cowardly fled?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

But Shen Yu Yang now knew that this was not the time to worry about such matters; what he should be considering was how to escape from Lin Feng’s grasp—that was the priority.

As long as he did not die today.

Then it would be this brat’s turn to die soon.

When the time came, he would beg his cousin to act in person, to capture this kid, and then he would have him hacked into pieces, torturing him to death.

Thinking this, all pleas, all humiliation, could be temporarily endured.

Shen Yu Yang knelt on the ground and begged loudly, “Spare me, please. My life is worthless. I can give you endless wealth; even more, I can have my uncle train you intensively. My cousin is Elder Xingxuan of the Star Cloud Pavilion. If he takes you under his wing, your cultivation will soar, and your future will be limitless.”

No sooner had Shen Yu Yang’s words fallen than he heard a “puh” sound. Followed by a sharp pain in his right leg, he turned his head only to see that his right leg had been completely severed at some point, blood spurting out, mixing with the rainwater.

“Ah.”

Shen Yu Yang let out an extremely miserable scream.

He collapsed onto the ground, convulsing violently.

“Don’t, please don’t kill me. If you do, my cousin won’t let you get away with it.”

Shen Yu Yang looked at Lin Feng, full of terror. He truly did not want to die.

“Puh.”

But Lin Feng’s response to Shen Yu Yang was a gentle slash of his right hand, releasing a blade of Qi.

His left leg was also instantaneously severed.

Because the separation had happened so quickly, Shen Yu Yang didn’t even feel the pain.

But soon, an immeasurable agony swept through his entire body.

“Ah, how could this happen? Save me, somebody save me.”

Shen Yu Yang cried out loudly, screaming for help, how much he wished someone would come to save him.

But on this rainy night, all around was silent and deserted.

Only he and Lin Feng were there.

“It’s no use. Even if someone were here, they wouldn’t be able to save you. I’ve set up an Illusion Array here.”

Finally, Lin Feng spoke, his voice eerily calm, pleasant to the ear, and magnetic, yet to Shen Yu Yang’s ears, it only conveyed endless terror.

“Just don’t kill me, and I am willing to agree to any condition you propose.”

Shen Yu Yang pleaded as he looked towards Lin Feng.

“The conflict between us originally wasn’t anything serious, but you sought my life. You’ve crossed my bottom line. I will not allow someone who wants me dead to continue living.”

Lin Feng waved his hand.

Puh! Puh!

Two sounds of ripping echoed as Shen Yu Yang’s arms were slashed off.

He couldn’t even twitch.

Blood kept flowing from the wounds.

Shen Yu Yang let out a scream, both startled and dismal.

Lin Feng walked away toward the distance.

The thunder roared, more rain began to pour, and Shen Yu Yang looked up into the heavy rain in the sky.

He felt his blood draining away bit by bit; his consciousness was fading gradually. He realized he no longer felt pain.

“Why did I provoke him?”

The last thought flickered through Shen Yu Yang’s mind, and then boundless darkness engulfed him…