89. Plotted

Originally, Chen Xuan intended to keep them around and torment them a little to milk more emotional points from Lin Dong.

But…

Just now, Ling Qingzhu had reminded him!

To have the strength to complete his revenge, he shouldn’t walk too relaxedly.

If something went wrong, it wouldn’t be worth it!

Amid Lin Dong and Liu Yan’s desperate pleas, Lin Qingtan also knelt before him, sobbing and begging for mercy, hoping to spare Lin Xiao.


Chen Xuan paid no attention and simply applied slight force.

Crack! Crack!

The sound of bones breaking echoed, and scarlet blood trickled from Lin Xiao’s mouth.

In an instant, Lin Xiao was crushed into a bloody pulp.

[Ding! Lin Dong feels anger. Emotional points +999]

…

Lin Dong’s murderous intent surged, but now, he was nothing more than a cripple, completely powerless to change anything.

With a wave of his hand, Chen Xuan summoned the White-headed Pleasure Ape, then casually pointed at Liu Yan. “Make sure she suffers till death!”

“Mmph! Mmph!”

The White-headed Pleasure Ape, thrilled, leaped excitedly towards Liu Yan, drooling heavily.

“You beast! Stop it! Stop it now!”

Lin Dong was furious, pounding his fists against the barrier of spiritual energy until they turned swollen and red. But without Chen Xuan’s command, the White-headed Pleasure Ape wouldn’t stop.

Lin Dong’s voice grew hoarse, and Lin Qingtan’s tears had all but dried up.

Until…

Liu Yan, unable to endure further, finally succumbed.

Only then did Chen Xuan instruct the White-headed Pleasure Ape to stop.

[Ding! Lin Dong feels anger. Emotional points +999]

At that moment, Lin Dong’s entire body radiated an intense aura of hostility, and a thick black gas began to seep from him.

His blood-red eyes were slowly overtaken by this black energy.

In Chen Xuan’s ear, notifications of “+999 emotional points” kept ringing, though he sensed something was amiss.

His ancestral talisman collection guide showed both the Dark Ancestral Symbol and the Devouring Ancestral Symbol flashing madly.

To avoid any unexpected problems, Chen Xuan unleashed a blast of overwhelming spiritual energy at Lin Dong, sending him crashing into the tomb’s stone wall, shattering every bone in his body.

Blood mixed with bile splattered everywhere.

But Chen Xuan didn’t stop there.

Holding the Tetanus Blade in his hand, he moved swiftly to Lin Dong.

Swish! Thud!

The blade flashed past, not killing Lin Dong but instead performing a castration.

Overwhelmed by hatred, Lin Dong was numb to the pain, glaring venomously at Chen Xuan, wishing to tear him apart.

[Ding! Lin Dong feels resentment and hatred. Emotional points +999]

In just a few hours, Lin Dong had provided him with tens of thousands of emotional points.

“It’s time for you to go!” Chen Xuan raised his sword, slicing down.

Thud!

The blade aimed for Lin Dong’s head but only managed to slice off an arm as he was swept aside by a dark figure.

The dark figure held the one-armed Lin Dong, forcing a black pill into his mouth. Afterward, the figure raised his head. Beneath the dark robe was a face covered with strange tattoos. He grinned, his white teeth radiating a chilling feeling.

“Heh heh, you must be Chen Xuan from the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace?”

“You’re… a demonic entity!”

Chen Xuan looked at the figure, his pupils narrowing as he instantly recognized him.

“Oh, a young one who knows of demons?”

The figure seemed surprised. Chen Xuan’s next words startled him even more.

“Heh, which lord of Devil Prison might you be?”

“So, you even know of Devil Prison! Seems you’re not ordinary!” the figure said darkly.

Currently, in the Xuan Continent, few knew of the demons, let alone Devil Prison. At that moment, the figure developed a killing intent toward Chen Xuan.

Equally, Chen Xuan had no intention of letting him leave!

Left hand holding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, right hand the Tetanus Blade.

However, he was curious as to why they were here to save Lin Dong.

Chen Xuan asked, “Do you know Lin Dong?”

“Heh, this kid has a use for us. You can’t kill him.”

"use?"

“A person from the Tianxuan Continent, and only at the Qi Creation Stage, what use could he be to you?”

“Heh, that’s secret information,” the figure replied, refusing to take the bait.

“Seems I should have killed him long ago,” Chen Xuan muttered with a hint of regret. If he’d done it earlier, all this trouble could have been avoided.

His habit of dragging things out was proving problematic.

The shadowy figure chuckled. “To be honest, we’ve been watching him for two years. The reason we saved him just as you were about to kill him was all part of our plan.”

In other words, no matter when Chen Xuan tried to kill Lin Dong, their people would appear at the critical moment to rescue him!

Chen Xuan now remembered that the ancestral symbols had warned him several times before. He hadn’t noticed anything strange and had assumed it was nothing serious.

The shadowy figure, unhurried, grinned and dropped a bombshell: “Let me tell you the truth. Actually, the incident with Ling Qingzhu losing her purity… heh.”

“Actually what?” Chen Xuan’s curiosity was piqued.

“You’re about to die; no need for you to know,” the figure teased, deliberately stirring Chen Xuan’s curiosity only to leave him hanging.

Chen Xuan raised his sword. “If you don’t tell me, then you’ll die!”

The shadowy figure sneered, “Kid, you don’t have the qualifications!”

Ignoring further conversation, Chen Xuan activated the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Immediately, a bone-chilling dark energy surged forth, hurtling toward the shadowy figure.

In response, black energy radiated from the figure’s palm, colliding with the banner’s energy in a burst of force. In an instant, the entire lower level of the tomb was obliterated.

The shadowy figure narrowed his eyes, then casually tossed Lin Dong aside and commanded, “Take him back to Devil Prison. Once I finish here, I’ll join you immediately.”

“Yes, Eight Devil General,” two figures—one tall, one short—caught Lin Dong and prepared to leave.

Eight Devil? General?

In the original story, those titled "King" among the demons were at the Reincarnation Stage.

Generals, a rank below, were at the Samsara Stage! With Chen Xuan’s current strength, he could handle such opponents, though it would take effort.

Chen Xuan took a spiritual energy recovery pill and activated his strongest multiplier of Kaio Ken. In a flash, he appeared before the two figures holding Lin Dong, pointing his sword at them. “If you want to take him, you’ll need my sword’s permission!”

The Eight Devil General blocked Chen Xuan, saying, “I am your opponent!” as he summoned a large ghost-head blade radiating a terrifying aura.

With its support, even a strong Samsara Stage opponent wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

Chen Xuan felt a slight sense of challenge.