They've arrived!
A glint of light flashed in Qingyun's eyes. He had been wondering how the Heavenly Dao would react if he were willing to destroy his soul rather than submit to it.
The man leading the group at the foot of the mountain barely managed to block Qingyun's attack, but the next attack followed one after another, each more ferocious than the last.
Dark clouds slowly gathered above Qingyun's head, their color already as black as ink.
Qingyun appeared frantic, like a trapped beast struggling for its life, yet his eyes held an extreme calm. His target wasn't the "protagonist" below the mountain, but the Heavenly Dao!
Finally, a thin, black bolt of lightning broke through the clouds and descended towards Qingyun.
Qingyun's eyes flashed, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on her lips.
In the blink of an eye, the thunderbolt entered Qingyun Tianling, pulverizing him from body to soul.
The proud Heavenly Dao will never allow an ant to repeatedly defy it. Since Qingyun is unwilling to be controlled, then it will be completely annihilated.
The black lightning swirled for a while, confirming that the energy consumed to eliminate Qingyun was correct, before slowly dissipating.
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"Excuse me, excuse me! I'll take you to change your clothes." The waiter carrying the tray hurriedly apologized, glancing at the wine stains on the man's exquisite custom-made suit, and biting his lip as if he were uneasy.
"The suit... I'll pay for the suit..."
"Hmm? How are you planning to compensate me?"
Nie Chenyuan looked at the clumsy waiter in front of him, raised an eyebrow, and spoke in an ambiguous tone.
"I...I..." The waiter stammered, his face flushed with nervousness. "I can do anything, I can do anything!"
The language, though seemingly chaotic, is highly suggestive.
Nie Chenyuan chuckled softly and whispered in the waiter's ear, "Then... could you...?"
"Tell me who sent you here!"
The voice turned cold instantly, and before the blush on the waiter's face had faded, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Nie Chenyuan straightened up and gestured to the two bodyguards in black behind him to take the person away.
He glanced at the wine stains on his clothes and shrugged helplessly: "Today is a celebration banquet for Yuhao to win the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament. It seems I'll have to be impolite."
As he spoke, he walked upstairs to the lounge, intending to tidy up a bit first.
As I gripped the doorknob of the lounge, a faint smell of blood wafted over.
Nie Chenyuan's smile faltered; it seemed there was another kitten inside.
A few words came from the other side of the corridor, and Nie Chenyuan frowned and looked over. At that moment, the door to the lounge suddenly opened, and a pair of hands grabbed his throat and dragged him inside.
"Thud"
Blood dripped onto Nie Chenyuan's hand. He tilted his head back, following the force on his neck, but his eyes lowered slightly as he looked at the person holding him hostage.
The man was almost a head shorter than him, and from this angle, all that could be seen was the man's fair and pert nose, which appeared even more prominent against the backdrop of crimson blood.
In the corridor.
"Yuhao, why did you suddenly change your clothes?"
His female companion asked softly, her voice tinged with a hint of jealousy. At such a banquet, it wasn't a good sign if her male companion suddenly changed his clothes.
"What are you thinking about?" Lin Yuhao stopped adjusting his tie, lowered his head and kissed his female companion's forehead. "Don't you think my outfit goes better with your dress?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the little finger of his left hand out of the corner of his eye and secretly rubbed the bloodstains remaining between his fingers.
"Where did Brother Nie go? I need to say hello to him properly." Lin Yuhao asked casually, slowly walking towards the lounge where Nie Chenyuan was.
"I heard she went to the lounge with the waiter."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yuhao's lips curled into a smile tinged with disdain. He had heard that Nie Chenyuan, the heir of the Nie family, was known for his womanizing ways, and he hadn't expected it to be true. However, he would only be able to tell the effects himself after seeing for himself.
"Oh? Are you feeling unwell? We need to go see him..."
Lin Yuhao's voice grew closer and closer.
Nie Chenyuan tightened his grip on his neck, but instead of panicking, he leaned down and whispered in the ear of the boy holding him hostage, "What? Afraid he'll find out?"
The man's fingers were clamped in a very unusual position, preventing him from shouting loudly; he could only make a few breathy sounds.
Qingyun looked up and gave him a cold look.
The one who held Nie Chenyuan hostage was Qingyun, who was both the Qingyun of this world and the Qingyun who was killed by the Heavenly Dao.
Heaven knows that Qingyun was furious at that moment. He had faked his death to escape the constraints of the Heavenly Dao and fled into this small world. His soul had just entered this dead body filled with resentment, and before he could even catch his breath, he sensed a fluctuation of the Heavenly Dao, which was coming from Lin Yuhao outside.
It's like escaping from a dragon's den only to fall into a tiger's lair.
Based on his experience of killing 99 "protagonists," the one who could exhibit such fluctuations must be the so-called "protagonist" of this world, and the Heavenly Dao must be closely investigating him through Lin Yuhao's eyes at this very moment.
If Heaven discovers he is still alive...
Qingyun gritted his teeth. He had already damaged most of his soul by withstanding the attack from the Heavenly Dao. If it happened again, he would surely die!
"Hmm?" Nie Chenyuan carefully observed Qingyun's expression, finding it increasingly interesting. "Are you afraid of Lin Yuhao?"
As he spoke, he deftly turned his neck twice, breaking free from Qingyun's grasp.
Qingyun narrowed her eyes and carefully examined Nie Chenyuan. She realized she had underestimated him.
Lin Yuhao's footsteps grew closer, and the oppressive feeling brought by the Heavenly Dao became increasingly heavy.
The lounge was simply furnished, with only a very large sofa and a coffee table in the center.
Qingyun's heart stirred, and she reached out to pull off Nie Chenyuan's tie and then unbuttoned his suit jacket.
"Tsk, are you even an adult yet?"
Nie Chenyuan almost laughed at his decisive action and glanced meaningfully at Qingyun's blue and white school uniform.
Being held hostage by a naive and well-behaved high school student who looked like a "good student," Nie Chenyun couldn't muster any sense of tension.
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