Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 80: A Human Head as a Urinal

The three of them were torn between laughter and tears, but their respect and awe for Ye Tianling had only grown.

After all, among the three of them, Su Muye had the strongest Cultivation at the Sword Essence Third Heaven Peak Realm, while Tang Siyu, the weakest, was still at the Sword Essence Second Heaven Realm.

But none of them had seen how Ye Tianling had made his move.

Ye Tianling clasped his hands behind his back and said, "So, that Zhang Qingyuan said he wants to use my head as a urinal?"

Ye Tianling’s casual tone made the hearts of Su Muye, Ye Zhengyun, and Tang Siyu pound in their chests, and their eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably. ’He’s looking for trouble!’

"Well..."

Tang Siyu wanted to speak up for Zhang Qingyuan, but one look from Ye Tianling’s cold, sharp eyes made her feel as if she had been plunged into an icy cavern. Her pretty face paled with fright.

She didn’t dare to speak anymore, afraid that if she provoked Ye Tianling, he would publicly molest her... She couldn’t help but silently lower her head.

"The three of you, along with the other three disciples, are responsible for the daily maintenance of the Medicinal Garden. That is your duty. But many of the medicinal herbs have withered and yellowed—that is your failure. I acted against you, Ye Zhengyun and Su Muye, because of this, not because I genuinely dislike you.

Of course, if I did dislike you, you’d be in a much worse state than you are now!

As for you, Tang Siyu, you’re quite pretty and cute. You got a pass this time on account of your looks, but there won’t be a next time."

Ye Tianling’s voice was cold.

The three of them felt a chill in their hearts. They immediately bowed in salute, their faces filled with shame.

Looking after the Medicinal Garden was their responsibility. Now that such an obvious ’mistake’ had been caught, they truly deserved to be punished. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

At this point, even Ye Zhengyun felt much more at ease.

"Lead the way. Take me to Zhang Qingyuan. Also, find out where the other three disciples—Su Qingyun, Xu Hanyan, and Yang Rushuang—have gone. I’m going to ’invite’ them back. From now on, you will manage this Medicinal Garden properly for me."

Ye Tianling said.

Su Muye and the other two exchanged glances, a cold chill running down their spines. They immediately bowed and nodded in agreement.

...

"Senior Brother Qingyuan, if that Ye Tianling doesn’t come, then wouldn’t..."

In an isolated courtyard within the valley, Guan Xiaofeng watched the quietly meditating Zhang Qingyuan and couldn’t help but ask worriedly.

"Relax, he’ll come. I’ve said several times that I’ll cut off his head and use it as a urinal. With Ye Tianling’s twisted personality, how could he tolerate such an insult? The fact that he didn’t jump out yesterday means he was indeed severely injured.

Once he’s caught his breath, he’ll show up."

Zhang Qingyuan opened his eyes, a vicious glint appearing in their gloomy depths.

After speaking coolly, Zhang Qingyuan closed his eyes again.

"Senior Brother Qingyuan, his Battle Power is so heaven-defying. Senior Brother, are you... confident?"

Guan Xiaofeng was a little worried.

Ye Tianling’s battle yesterday had simply been too astonishing, too shocking.

Many people had been scared witless by the slaughter.

Beside Zhang Qingyuan stood Xu Hanyan, Yang Rushuang, and Su Qingyun, but none of the three offered an opinion.

Meanwhile, Yang Rushuang, who was next to Xu Hanyan, had a peculiar look in her beautiful eyes.

She was the new Outer Disciple who had just replaced the original ’Liu Qing’er’ in the Medicinal Garden that very morning.

Her true identity was Ouyang Ruoxue, a chosen daughter of heaven.

In order to land a killing blow on Que Xinyan and deepen her cooperation with Ye Cangqian, she planned to infiltrate Ye Tianling’s circle.

Who would have known that before she could even enter the Medicinal Garden or meet Ye Tianling, she would be held up by Zhang Qingyuan.

Even with Ouyang Ruoxue’s power, she couldn’t completely see through this Zhang Qingyuan. However, certain auras about him made her certain that he must have come from ’Blood Killing Heaven’—a ’Blood Kill’ assassination organization that specialized in covert killings.

Ouyang Ruoxue had never met the ’Zhang Qingyuan’ from before. She didn’t know if this man was the same person, or if the original had already died and been replaced by this killer from Blood Killing Heaven.

But she didn’t care about any of that. She only cared about her plan—if necessary, she would step in to save Ye Tianling.

’If Ye Tianling dies too soon, how will that rat be lured out?’

"Confident? His greatest reliance is a mutated Sword Heart and his supreme control over the ’Fiery Sun Sword’. It’s not actually hard to counter that Ability. It’s not that the Elders and the Sect Master of the Nine Swords Sect can’t kill him; it’s that they are wary of the Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Land. They also harbor other ideas, like their expectations for the Celestial Dragon Sword Tomb.

That’s where Ye Tianling’s value lies.

Don’t worry. Since I agreed to your grandfather’s request and accepted the payment, I naturally won’t fail—because I have never failed!"

As he spoke, Zhang Qingyuan stood up and said coolly, "He’s here."

Hearing this, Guan Xiaofeng finally felt a little more relieved.

He wanted to say more, but when he saw Zhang Qingyuan stand up and look toward the door, his expression immediately turned grave.

An extremely intense hatred surfaced in his eyes, but he kept it reined in. After all, Ye Tianling’s fearsome reputation was too sensational, and Guan Xiaofeng had absolutely no confidence in facing him head-on.

As the group watched, Ye Tianling’s tragic, beggar-like appearance made them all stare in stunned silence.

Even Ouyang Ruoxue—now in the guise of Yang Rushuang—couldn’t help but be taken aback.

’This boy... he really is unkempt!’

’Which Sect Disciple doesn’t make themselves look ethereal and refined, with a face as handsome as jade?’

’With an appearance like this, even an ordinary person would probably feel disgusted, wouldn’t they?’

But Ye Tianling was completely unfazed.

He walked over and swept the area with his Soul Talent. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.

’He had discovered something interesting. Among the five people present, three had special identities. Zhang Qingyuan was at the Sword Soul First Heaven Realm, an assassin from Blood Killing Heaven. The real Zhang Qingyuan was already dead; this person was using a ’Blood Killing Puppet’ technique to occupy the body, a method equivalent to ’Possession’. Although he possessed a Sword Soul, Zhang Qingyuan’s body was only at the First Heaven of Sword Spirit, so the power he could exert was limited. Still, his status as an assassin made me slightly wary. Then there was Xu Hanyan, a member of the Demon Race. I couldn’t tell what kind of demon she was specifically. Her Realm wasn’t high, only at the Sword Essence Second Heaven Realm. Finally, Yang Rushuang was disguised with the Returning Butterfly Cocoon Technique. Her real name was ’Ouyang Ruoxue’, and she was at the Half-step Sword Spirit Realm...’

Ye Tianling’s Soul Talent was far more powerful than one could imagine.

Under his brief Sensing, all of these disguises were immediately revealed.

However, despite discovering everything in an instant, Ye Tianling showed no outward reaction.

"Zhang Qingyuan, you said you were going to cut off my head and use it as a urinal?"

Ye Tianling sneered, his voice cold as he questioned him.

Zhang Qingyuan grinned mockingly and said, "That’s right. But not anymore."

Ye Tianling asked, "Regretting it?"

Zhang Qingyuan said, "I do regret it. You’re too filthy. I’ll just cut off your head. Forget about using it as a urinal—it’s so dirty I’m afraid it would contaminate my piss."

Hearing this, Guan Xiaofeng felt a surge of satisfaction, but he forced himself not to laugh. Facing Ye Tianling, he still felt incredibly uneasy.

Ye Tianling nodded and said, "True. Your blood-soaked head would be filthy. It’s not worthy of receiving my piss. But, I’ll do you the honor and reluctantly use your head as a urinal anyway."

As Ye Tianling spoke, a blood-red Longsword suddenly appeared in his hand.

A mocking look appeared on Zhang Qingyuan’s face as he said contemptuously, "Go on, make your move. Otherwise, you won’t get another chance!"