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Chapter 614: Identity Guessing
Translated by Kollumceti of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
The ground was completely covered with fresh blood and the bloody lumps of meat showed that there had recently been a scene of a one-sided abuse here. Of the two corpses here, none of the two were intact.
All this was the masterpiece of a single man. If not for the blood-stained blade in his hands, it was hard to imagine that he had just tortured two people to death with his clean, white robes that did not have a hint of dust.
The man flicked off the blood on his blade. This was the first time he killed with a blade. It felt very different his previous methods of killing people. Although it was inferior to his previous direct and efficient method, it did not matter once in a while. Of course, it would be better to do it while carrying his wife on his back.
A bantering tone carrying strong interest rang from behind the man.
The white-robed man tilted his head and glanced at the person who spoke, yet there was no surprise on his face. This was none but the man in the black robe who had just been chasing the two other members of the Black Spider.
Since he was here, it meant that the two men had been properly settled in the nether world and were reunited with their comrades. This speed was really quite fast.
The black man still carried the fire stick (烧火棍). The color of his clothes was too dark to tell if there was any bloodstains. However, the scent of blood wafting off him was stronger than before and there were even some bloodstains on the purple fire stick.
“A man consecutively cleaned-out seven or eight Immortal’s Caves within fifteen days more than a month ago. Was that you?”
The black-robed man looked askance at the man in white. Although he had asked a question, there was an obvious certainty in his tone. It seemed that he would not believe it even if the man in white did not admit it.
The white robed man’s leisurely gaze moved from the scimitar to the other party, sizing him up with a shallow look. The corners of his mouth slowly curved a little, showing a faint smile, “So?”
“I am very interested in you. Fight a round with me.” The man in the black robe had a insolent expression as he stared at the man in white with arrogant eyes. He was full of vigor and was obviously a battle-manic. With a look, one could tell that he was a man who incessantly immersed himself in bloody slaughter.
The white robed man glanced at him indifferently, “You are no match for me.”
“Ha ha!” The man in black laughed instead of getting angry. He was an arbitrary and tyrannical man who had lived for a long time. This was not the first time someone had said this to him, but this person was the only one who made him believe his words. This was because the man in white was right – his current self was really not his match.
“You are right, but I still want to give it a try.”
The black robed man was not a masochist. He knew that he was not a match for his opponent yet he still clashed head-on with him. The reason why he wanted to fight the man was because he firmly believed that only by fighting could he become more powerful. Making a breakthrough in the midst of danger and bursting out at the moment of life or death. This was his motto in life.
“I’m busy!” The man in white threw this sentence at him before he turned and walked away.
The figure of the black robed man flashed and he was blocking the way of the white robed man when he reappeared. He stubbornly insisted, “That’s won’t do. You must have a fight with me.”
The man’s eyes darkened.
On the other side, the thunderstorm that had been brewing for a long time finally arrived.
They could only hear a faint rumble of thunder as they were a little far off.
You XiaoMo had to deal with the thunderclouds by himself since Ling Xiao was not here. Fortunately, he already had a lot of experience with this, plus he himself was quite strong. Therefore, he was able to handle it with ease even though the power of the lightning tribulation for a Grade Four Rainbow Level was stronger than a Grade Three.
After resolving the lightning tribulation, You XiaoMo put the magic pill which had tried to escape into the bottle and when he ran outside, the Weasel Beast told him that Ling Xiao had yet to return after going out.
What did he go out to do at this time?
Thus, when You XiaoMo, who was full of curiosity, followed the tracks to his destination, Ling Xiao had already began to fight with the black-robed man.
The black robed man’s cultivation was Level Twelve two stars, which was two stars lower than Ling Xiao’s. There was still a one-star gap in reality even if Ling Xiao’s cultivation dropped by one star due to his internal injury.
However, as a battle manic who had been dealing with all kinds of experts for years on end, it was obvious that the battle experience of the black-robed man was richer than Ling Xiao. In addition, Ling Xiao had no intention of bothering with him. As a result, the two were vigorously fighting until there were flying sand and rolling pebbles.
There were traces left by their fighting within a hundred mile radius and the two corpses that had been dismembered by Ling Xiao had long disappeared.
If this situation happened in normal times, it would certainly attract the people who came to the Spirit Mountain for treasure-hunting. After all, the ones fighting were two Level Twelve experts. However, everyone’s goal was the peak of the Spirit Mountain at this time, so the audience only consisted of You XiaoMo.
The two figures tangled together in the air finally separated an hour later.
The fire stick in the black robed man’s hand was shining with a purple radiance, as if he was getting ready to make a big move. On the other hand, Ling Xiao was gripping the scimitar he had plundered from another Immortal’s Cave. The edge of the blade that was black in color – which was a rarely seen feature – was stained with red blood that had not been cleaned up.
You XiaoMo hurriedly waved at Ling Xiao.
Naturally, Ling Xiao had long discovered him and gave him a reassuring look.
Unexpectedly, the black man’s arm that was being raised suddenly stopped when he heard this name. His eyes twinkled with a strange excitement, “So you’re Ling Xiao!”
“You know me?” Ling Xiao’s gaze eyes shifted back to him as he calmly asked.
The black robed man flicked out his scarlet tongue and licked his dry lips. “Of course, your name is like thunder piercing the ears to me. I can’t forget your name no matter what. I’ve wanted to meet you for a long time now.”
There was a period of time when someone kept talking about the person with this name. He had wanted to meet the person during time, it was just that he did not have the opportunity to encounter this person.
Today’s unexpected encounter was truly a pleasant surprise, because this situation was completely different from the information he had. At that time, the others had told him that Ling Xiao’s cultivation base was Level Twelve one star, yet it was not possible for Ling Xiao to be at one star no matter how he looked.
“And who are you?”
You XiaoMo was the person who asked this question. He felt that the black robed man in front of him was like both an enemy and a friend.
Instead of answering his questions, the black robed man put the fire stick away. His action surprised them as it seemed that he was not going to continue to fight.
“You will know who I am in the future. Today will not be the last time we meet. I believe we will meet again soon.”
The black robed man moved (挑动) his two sharp eyebrows that inclined towards his sideburns, and his fierce-looking features suddenly gave rise to an awe-inspiring evilness. It was a kind of tyrannical display which was totally different from the natural charm of others, yet it was because of this that it was even more attractive.
You XiaoMo was baffled. It seemed as if he was an acquaintance from what he said, but he was certain that he had never seen this man before. This was the most bloodthirsty (杀戮之气) man he had seen ever since he came to this world. You XiaoMo would definitely recognize him if they had met before.
The black robed man confidently walked off after he had finished speaking.
Just like how he bluntly badgered Ling Xiao for a fight, he came and went like the wind.
It was just that the gaze he directed at them before he left appeared rather significant. It gave them the feeling as if there were some interesting things they did not know hidden away, especially when he was looking at Ling Xiao. However, one thing was certain. The black-robed man did not have a hint of killing intent when looking at them.
You XiaoMo scratched his head and then he turned to ask Ling Xiao, “Do you know who he is?”
Ling Xiao wiped off the bloodstains on the scimitar and put it back into the scabbard. The scimitar was rather handy to use, so he did not intend to throw it away for the time being. He only replied after hearing You XiaoMo’s question, “It is obvious that he knows us quite well.”
“So, can you guess who he is?” You XiaoMo closely pursued for an answer.
“Probably.” Ling Xiao replied.
“Probably… means that you’ve guessed who he is?”
“Who is it?”
“Since he is a Level Twelve demon beast, it means that he is from Xi Jing. He’s familiar with us, yet we don’t recognize him. The most important point is that he keeps looking at us in expectation of something that is coming soon, and his gaze contains a hint of schadenfreude. Who do you think he can be?” Ling Xiao revealed all kinds of clues, before he answered a question with a question.
You XiaoMo touched his chin and began to think. One minute passed, he could not help pulling on his hair. Five minutes passed, he tangled a layer of hair on his scalp (他纠结出一层头皮). Ten minutes passed, he impatiently looked at Ling Xiao, begging for the answer!
“Can’t think of it?” There was a trace of disdain in Ling Xiao’s eyes.
You XiaoMo pouted and said in vexation, “I remember that among the Four Ancient Beast Clans, the True Dragon Clan and the Black Turtle Clan are quite friendly to us. Since that person has a cultivation base of Level Twelve, he should be from these two clans. But I don’t know who are the Level Twelve experts in their clans. How in the world can I guess who he is?!”
“You’ll definitely die of stupidity in the future.” (你以后一定是蠢死的)
After throwing out this sentence, Ling Xiao simply turned around and walked away. He did not want to talk to You XiaoMo anymore.
You XiaoMo rushed to catch up with him. He knew he had guessed wrongly upon seeing Ling Xiao’s reaction but it was because of this reaction that he became more confused. Don’t tell him that he was from the Demon Phoenix Clan? After all, it was only Ji He who had always regarded them as enemies. The others were all partial to the chick and were probably not hostile to them.
“Then tell me the answer directly!”
Ling Xiao knew perfectly well that his IQ was really low, yet he still made him guess. Wasn’t this the death of him? (这不是急死他么)
“Not telling,” Ling Xiao did not even look back. This time, he had hardened his heart and was determined not to tell You XiaoMo.
You XiaoMo started crying out loud. He really disliked this type of story which was coming to the end, but stopped before the answer. He definitely would not be able to sleep tonight.
Ling Xiao stated, then don’t go sleep.