Chapter 90: The Devil Luo Cheng, Team Up!

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: The Devil Luo Cheng, Team Up!

Enraged to the extreme, Luo Cheng sliced off Lin Jintai’s right arm with a single sword strike, his eyes as cold as ice, glaring at Lin Jintai:

“Speak! Who told you those things?”

He had only met Lin Jintai once before; they were practically strangers. There was no way the other person could know his background!

Lin Jintai’s face was ashen with pain; clutching his arm with all his might, his bloodshot eyes glared at Luo Cheng, teeth clenched, shouting through gritted teeth:

“How dare you hurt me! You’re finished! You’re finished! No one can save you! When I return…”

Murderous intent burned fiercely in Lin Jintai’s eyes.

Given his strength, along with Elder He as his backer, ever since entering Xuanyuan Sect, he had never suffered humiliation like this before. Luo Cheng had actually severed one of his arms! The sheer rage drove him nearly insane!

Slash!

The flash of a sword, and blood spurted wildly again; Lin Jintai’s left arm also went flying.

“Ah!”

Lin Jintai let out a soul-piercing scream, almost fainting from the pain, rolling around on the ground.

The spectators were shaken to the core, staring in disbelief at the scene unfolding before them.

Everything had happened so fast.

The two had only just begun to exchange blows, and suddenly, Lin Jintai was gravely injured and collapsed!

Lin Jintai, one of the ten elite seeds for the championship, was unexpectedly defeated by a so-called “waste” with a Wasted Martial Soul!

“Return?”

Luo Cheng fixed his gaze on Lin Jintai, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold, cruel smile:

“You won’t have the chance to return!”

“No, don’t come near me…”

Feeling the murderous intent emanating from Luo Cheng, Lin Jintai was finally overcome by fear, dragging himself backward bit by bit.

Swoosh!

Luo Cheng didn’t give him a moment to think, striking again with his sword and piercing Lin Jintai’s thigh.

“Ah!”

Another agonized scream tore from Lin Jintai’s lips.

At this moment, in Lin Jintai’s eyes, Luo Cheng was like a demon!

As Luo Cheng raised his sword again, Lin Jintai’s mental defenses completely crumbled. He broke down in tears and cried out:

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk! It was the Outer Disciple Lin Hankong! He was the one who spread this information! And he’s the one who wants you dead! The night before the Green Cloud Trial, he went to find Elder He, scheming for you to die during the trial!”

Upon hearing this, the spectators exchanged shocked glances; no one had expected the matter to involve so many layers.

“Lin Hankong!”

Luo Cheng’s gaze turned icy, his killing intent palpable.

He had long suspected this outcome.

However, Lin Hankong alone couldn’t have wielded this much power!

For Elder He to act so openly, the mastermind could only be one person:

The Eighth Prince of the Great Yue Dynasty, Core Disciple Jin Min!

“Luo Cheng, between us, it was just a minor grudge, no serious hatred. I’ve told you everything—please spare my life…”

Lin Jintai pleaded repeatedly.

One of the ten elite championship seeds, Zuo Changshan, who was on decent terms with Lin Jintai, couldn’t hold back and said:

“Luo Cheng, leave him a shred of dignity. Lin Jintai is already crippled; isn’t that punishment enough?”

Luo Cheng ignored him entirely, glancing coldly at Lin Jintai: “If this were earlier, I might have spared you. But now, you’ll pay for your loose tongue!”

“People must take responsibility for their words and actions!”

With that, Luo Cheng swung his sword again.

Swoosh!

A flash of sword light, followed by a gruesome spray of blood.

Lin Jintai’s entire chin and mouth were severed, and the unbearable pain caused his body to spasm uncontrollably as he sobbed and drooled with guttural whimpers.

The sight chilled everyone present to their bones.

Nobody had expected Luo Cheng, despite his youthful appearance, to act with such ruthless precision, executing violent acts without hesitation!

“Luo Cheng, are you deaf or did you not hear what I said?”

Zuo Changshan’s face was sour, his voice sinking dangerously low.

He had just petitioned mercy for Lin Jintai, only for Luo Cheng to respond with even harsher punishment, blatantly ignoring him!

Luo Cheng looked over and spoke indifferently:

“My affairs don’t concern you. If you want to stand up for him, then come at me—I’ll take you on!”

“Such arrogance!”

Zuo Changshan hadn’t expected Luo Cheng to be so brazen, his face darkened with fury.

As for Luo Cheng’s newfound strength, Zuo Changshan felt no intimidation.

Everything had happened too suddenly; like most spectators, Zuo Changshan assumed Lin Jintai had merely been caught off guard, falling victim to Luo Cheng’s tactics.

After all, who would believe that a waste with a Wasted Martial Soul could have broken through to the Transcendence Realm’s Fifth Layer!

In a real fight, Luo Cheng could never rival Lin Jintai!

Zuo Changshan’s own strength exceeded Lin Jintai’s, so he naturally didn’t take Luo Cheng seriously.

Roar!

Just when the tension between them was about to reach its breaking point, a terrifying roar pierced through the air, resounding across the mountain peak.

“The Black-scaled Python has spotted us!”

Someone shouted in panic.

Beneath the towering trees, the Black-scaled Python, which had been coiled tightly, suddenly raised its massive head. Its torch-like eyes locked onto the Pine Forest, unleashing an oppressive aura so overwhelming that it struck fear into the hearts of all present!

One of the ten elite championship seeds, Yuan Zhilan, dressed in a flowing blue satin gown and exuding incomparable elegance, advised:

“Stop these petty squabbles. Capturing the Primordial Spirit Fruit is what’s urgent now.”

Zuo Changshan shot a glance at Luo Cheng and snorted heavily: “We’ll proceed as planned. You all form up in formation and draw the Black-scaled Python’s attention!”

Zuo Changshan directed the Transcendence Realm Fifth Layer martial artists participating in the operation.

The group looked at the Black-scaled Python, exchanging uneasy glances.

The aura of the python was simply too overwhelming—its oppressive presence felt like a weight crushing down on everyone’s chest.

Luo Cheng didn’t want to waste any more time. Stepping forward, he declared:

“Whoever is willing to team up with me, all Primordial Spirit Fruits obtained will be split evenly.”

His words caused a ripple of shock throughout the crowd.

All eyes turned to Luo Cheng in disbelief.

At this critical moment, proposing to team up separately was outright challenging the ten elite seeds for the championship!

Simply audacious!

Zuo Changshan laughed in rage: “You’re truly foolishly bold! The Black-scaled Python is a Two-star Top Level Demon Beast; it could swallow you whole in one bite! What makes you think you can seize the Primordial Spirit Fruit? If you’re just planning to exploit the chaos, I won’t tolerate it!”

“I have my own plans.”

Luo Cheng remained unfazed, looking around at the crowd as he continued: “Is there anyone willing? I’m about sixty to seventy percent sure we can secure the fruit.”

What Luo Cheng said was not a boast.

He had confidence in holding off the Black-scaled Python for a moment but needed someone to pick the fruit.

“Haha! Sixty to seventy percent confidence? Anyone can talk big!”

Zuo Changshan sneered outright; even with their organized effort, they didn’t dare make such a claim.

“I’d like to see which fool dares believe you and team up with you!”

Just as Zuo Changshan finished speaking, the sound of footsteps echoed as Gu Lingfeng emerged with an imposing presence.

“I’ll team up with you.”

“You!”

Seeing someone openly defy him, Zuo Changshan was about to erupt in fury, but when he saw it was Gu Lingfeng, he swallowed his words.

He had no other choice; Gu Lingfeng’s reputation overshadowed his own.

“Heh, Gu Lingfeng, you actually believe this brat’s nonsense?”

Zuo Changshan’s face twitched, unable to resist mocking.

Gu Lingfeng smiled faintly and said, “At this point, no one has absolute confidence to win. Who I team up with makes no difference. But if I bet on the right person, I could pocket a few more Primordial Spirit Fruits.”

“Hehe, count me in for this gamble too. Am I welcomed?”

The elegant Yuan Zhilan, dressed in her blue satin gown, beamed as she stepped forward.

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