Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 62: I’m Here for Revenge

SQUELCH—

It was as if a giant iron ball had slammed viciously into Zhao Mu’s face. His entire face had caved in, on the verge of total collapse.

His face was a bloody, mangled mess, yet Zhao Mu didn’t dare fight back.

He never had a chance. His strength was completely crushed by Ye Tianling.

He could see it now. None of his attacks worked on Ye Tianling—not his Sword Qi, his Sword Intent, or even his Sword Heart. They were all utterly useless.

’What kind of Talent renders all of another’s attacks useless?’

Zhao Mu knew the answer, but he didn’t dare to dwell on it.

Because that kind of Talent was far too terrifying—if it really was the one from the legends.

THUD—

His face had suffered a destructive impact, leaving it shattered beyond recognition. His nose was flattened, and his features were a bloody pulp. Flesh hung from the corners of his mouth, exposing a few crooked, dangling teeth as blood streamed down.

Yet Zhao Mu fell to his knees and kowtowed desperately, hoping for a chance to live.

"If I kill you, powerful experts will come to avenge you, won’t they?"

Ye Tianling asked, his expression indifferent.

Zhao Mu’s body trembled. He didn’t dare to answer.

Of course there would be.

The Zhao Family’s influence was immense, and they held great prestige in Canglan City.

But Zhao Mu didn’t dare say so. If he angered Ye Tianling, all paths of retreat would be cut off.

This was a truly ruthless man. He acted without a change in expression, but his strikes were always fatal.

"I suppose so. If not, I’ll just have to kill a few more of you scoundrels to draw them out. That way, I can test the limits of my current Battle Power. The three of you are too weak. It’s pointless!"

Ye Tianling sighed, thoroughly dissatisfied.

Then, without any visible movement from his hand, he merely touched his Fiery Sun Sword.

But to Zhao Mu’s horror, his consciousness began to sink into eternal darkness.

SQUIRT—

Blood sprayed out. The powerful Qi Blood Power sent Zhao Mu’s head flying forward, tumbling over a dozen meters across the ground before landing at Ye Tianling’s feet.

Ye Tianling lifted his foot and stomped down, pinning the rolling head of Zhao Mu to the ground.

Only then did Zhao Mu truly die, crushed beneath Ye Tianling’s blood-soaked boot.

Similarly, he died with his eyes wide open in grievance.

His eyes were filled with unwillingness and regret.

Unfortunately, in this world, many things offered no chance for regret.

With another wave of his hand, Ye Tianling lopped off Guan Xiaoyan’s head. He then took the three men’s personal swords and impaled their heads on the cliff face of the Sword Peak.

At the same time, using their blood as ink, he wrote a line of words on the cliff.

"Provokers will be killed without mercy! —Ye Tianling."

After finishing, Ye Tianling activated the Xuanyuan Dragon-Controlling Immortal Sword Technique to begin the Refinement of Guan Xiaoyan’s Sword Essence Power, which had been devoured by the North Nether Divine Skill.

After the Refinement, Ye Tianling felt as though he had merely consumed seven or eight Dragon Bone Pills. The benefit wasn’t significant.

Guan Xiaoyan’s Sword Essence Power was imbued with his own attributes. After being refined by the Xuanyuan Dragon-Controlling Immortal Sword Technique and then purified through the North Nether Divine Skill’s absorption, less than a tenth of it remained.

Guan Xiaoyan’s own Sword Essence Power wasn’t very pure to begin with, and to Ye Tianling, it was riddled with impurities.

When Ye Tianling compared it to his own high-quality Sword Essence Power, Guan Xiaoyan’s was nothing but trash.

Ye Tianling immediately lost interest in absorbing the Sword Essence Power of others.

Although the North Nether Divine Skill was heaven-defying, the Energy in the bodies of most Cultivators—aside from peerless geniuses—was tainted with their Soul and Talent Attributes, making it impure. At best, it was just junk food. The Sword Essence Power inside them simply didn’t taste good.

Even so, this incident made Ye Tianling realize that the North Nether Divine Skill was indeed powerful, invincible, and truly heaven-defying. Its Devouring effect was absolutely shocking!

If word of it got out, it would likely cause a terrifying storm of blood and slaughter.

’The North Nether Divine Skill and the Bloodthirsty Soul Refining Technique seem to achieve the same result through different means.’

As Ye Tianling mulled it over, he took out the three men’s Qiankun Rings and began to search through them carefully.

Zhao Sikong’s and Zhao Mu’s Qiankun Rings were quite ordinary, with only three to five cubic meters of space inside and not many items stored within.

Ye Tianling found some low-quality Elixirs and a few minor trinkets, but he looked down on them and couldn’t be bothered to take them.

However, inside Guan Xiaoyan’s Qiankun Ring, Ye Tianling managed to find two partial scrolls of the Bloodthirsty Soul Refining Technique.

Ye Tianling took them out and used his Sensing ability on them. They were the first and eighth scrolls.

Ye Tianling then took out the scroll he had previously collected and used his Soul Talent Sensing on it, confirming that it was the second scroll.

With this, Ye Tianling now had the first and second scrolls.

Lost in thought, Ye Tianling began to carefully read all three partial scrolls. After about half an hour, he finished reading, a contemplative and solemn look in his eyes.

’According to the Bloodthirsty Soul Refining Technique, if I combine it with the North Nether Divine Skill, I should be able to fully convert the effects of Devouring. Doesn’t that mean I can kill people and devour their Cultivation to advance my own?’

’This method of cultivating by devouring another person’s technique is exceptionally evil... but in a world where the strong reign supreme, who cares about good and evil? The Cultivation Technique is evil, not the person using it.’

’Becoming powerful by any means necessary is the only truth!’

Ye Tianling pondered this. He decided he would collect all thirteen scrolls of the Bloodthirsty Soul Refining Technique and combine it with the North Nether Divine Skill.

His thoughts settled, Ye Tianling put away his Fiery Sun Sword and gathered a wisp of Samadhi True Fire Aura, which swept toward the three headless corpses.

The three bodies were quickly incinerated, reduced to nothing but ash.

Afterward, instead of seeking the Sword Dao opportunity on the Sword Enlightenment Platform, Ye Tianling directly mounted his sword and flew toward a private courtyard on Celestial Cloud Sword Peak, where Xiao Ningqing resided.

...

’It’s been almost half an hour. Zhao Sikong, Guan Xiaoyan, and the other one should have taken care of things by now.’

In the private courtyard, beneath an ancient pine tree, Xiao Ningqing paced back and forth, lost in thought.

The possibility of the three failing had never once crossed her mind.

’Ye Tianling?’

’He’s just some backwater hick who’s never seen the world. With three powerful and arrogant True Disciples confronting him at once, that little bumpkin must have been scared stiff.’

’Won’t he obediently hand over the Sword Enlightenment Order in just a little while?’

Thinking this, Xiao Ningqing’s mood improved considerably.

’Sect Master, just because you won’t give me the Sword Enlightenment Order, does that mean I can’t get it through my own methods? You showed such blatant favoritism and ignored me, Xiao Ningqing, this time. One day, I will make you regret today’s decision!’

Xiao Ningqing was filled with indignation, resentful and dissatisfied over this one instance of ’unfair treatment’.

As Xiao Ningqing was pondering, she suddenly looked up, her delicate brows knitting together slightly.

"Junior Brother, hovering over someone’s head on your sword... did your parents not teach you basic manners? Or do you simply hold me, Xiao Ningqing, in no regard at all?"

Xiao Ningqing’s expression turned a few shades colder as she looked up and rebuked him.

"You bitch, you think you’re worthy of talking about manners?"

Ye Tianling sneered, his words dripping with cold sarcasm.

"So it’s you! What, have you realized how inferior your Talent is and come to apologize and return my Sword Enlightenment Order?"

When Ye Tianling looked down at her, Xiao Ningqing recognized him. A sense of relief washed over her, and her tone ’softened’ slightly.

’Handing over the Sword Enlightenment Order like this is a humiliating affair, after all. It’s understandable that this Ye Tianling is a little resentful.’

So Xiao Ningqing thought to herself.

"Your Sword Enlightenment Order? No, I’m not here to return it. I’m here for revenge!"

Ye Tianling descended from the sky, landing in front of Xiao Ningqing.

He was less than three meters away from her. The distance was too close.

So close that Xiao Ningqing felt a sudden, inexplicable chill and a sense of dread.

"Revenge? Oh, I see—you were humiliated and seriously wounded by Zhao Mu and the others, making a fool of yourself? So you couldn’t beat them and decided to come take it out on me instead?"

Xiao Ningqing glanced at the mottled bloodstains on Ye Tianling’s clothes and breathed in the thick, bloody scent coming off him. Believing she had guessed correctly, a disdainful, mocking smile appeared on her face.