"Trying to leave? Hmph, not a chance!" Liu Xiaoyuan snorted coldly and immediately summoned a sword immortal at the late stage of Qi Refining. As soon as the sword immortal possessed him, Liu Xiaoyuan immediately summoned his flying sword from his Niwan Palace. The flying sword flew towards the fleeing assassin like a shooting star.
"Ah!" The fleeing assassin immediately let out a scream from the forest, then there was no further movement, only startling the birds in the forest into flapping their wings and flying away.
"Go back!" Liu Xiaoyuan shouted into the air. The flying sword understood human speech and flew back, hovering above Liu Xiaoyuan's head.
This is killing someone from a thousand miles away, the feeling is absolutely exhilarating!
Of course, with the cultivation level of the late stage of Qi Refining, it is impossible to kill someone from a thousand miles away. After all, the Qi Refining realm is the cultivation level at which one has just stepped into the threshold of the cultivation world. To truly kill someone from a thousand miles away, one must be at least at the Nascent Soul stage.
However, even though the Qi Refining Realm is only the entry level in the cultivation world, for martial artists, it is definitely a reclusive master, an existence that cannot be challenged.
Because of the darkness of the night, Ding Yiyang and the others could not see Liu Xiaoyuan's flying sword killing anyone. They only heard a scream, which frightened them so much that they ran away even faster.
They were fast, but they couldn't outrun Liu Xiaoyuan, a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator. Ding Yiyang and the others only felt a gust of wind before Liu Xiaoyuan was already standing in front of them.
Ding Yiyang and the others were taken aback and immediately slammed on the brakes.
"Gentlemen, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Liu Xiaoyuan asked casually.
Ding Yiyang and the others snapped out of their daze and noticed that a sword was hanging above Liu Xiaoyuan's head. Although Ding Yiyang and the others had no concept of cultivation, they knew that it took extraordinary skill to have a sword hanging above one's head for no apparent reason.
Of course, there is another possibility: Liu Xiaoyuan was performing magic tricks.
However, Ding Yiyang and the others weren't foolish enough to think Liu Xiaoyuan was performing magic. The speed at which Liu Xiaoyuan had arrived just now proved just how formidable his skills were.
"What...what do you want to do?" Ding Yiyang asked, trembling.
Liu Xiaoyuan laughed loudly and said, "How could you ask such a stupid question? What do you think I want to do?"
Ding Yiyang immediately said, "This matter is our Ding family's fault. Please spare our lives, Mr. Liu."
Liu Xiaoyuan retorted, "Do you think an apology can save your life? Aren't you being a little too naive? If an apology could save your life, then there would be no law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak!"
"If you can spare my life, I'm willing to be your slave. I don't want to die, I really don't want to die." Ding Yiyang's precious son immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.
Liu Xiaoyuan looked at him and asked with a smile, "You really don't want to die?"
"Yes, I really don't want to die. I'll do anything you ask if you can spare my life!" Ding Yiyang's son said hurriedly.
"Fine, then I'll let you kill everyone around you!" Liu Xiaoyuan said coldly.
Ding Yiyang's son was stunned when he heard this. The people next to him were his grandmother and father. How could he bring himself to do it? If it were anyone else, he probably would have jumped up and killed them.
"Ah!" Ding Yiyang's son was completely dumbfounded. He didn't expect Liu Xiaoyuan to make such a request.
Liu Xiaoyuan looked at the other party and asked, "What's wrong? In a dilemma? If you're in a dilemma, don't beg for mercy, just prepare to die!"
"I do!" the other person suddenly shouted. As he spoke, he suddenly stood up, pulled out a dagger from his body, and stabbed it into his grandmother's chest.
"Hao'er, you..." Ding Qingquan's wife never imagined that her grandson would actually attack her to save his own life.
This is her own grandson, the grandson she raised from a baby. How could she do this to her own grandmother? Is she even human?
This is a beast, no, it's worse than a beast!
"Grandma, don't blame me. I just want to live. Anyway, you've lived to a ripe old age. It would be worth it if you died. But I haven't lived enough yet!" Ding Yiyang's son said to his grandmother, with a ferocious look on his face.
"You..." Hearing her grandson utter such rebellious words, Ding Qingquan's wife was so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood. Before she could finish speaking, she died. It was unclear whether she died from anger or from being stabbed to death by a sword.
"You beast!" When Ding Yiyang saw his son do such a beastly thing, he immediately slapped his son and sent him flying.
Ding Yiyang's son flew out and crashed on the grass in the distance.
"You beast, I'm going to kill you, you little beast!" Ding Yiyang roared. His son had actually done such a heinous thing; he was simply a beast.
To be honest, Liu Xiaoyuan didn't expect Ding Yiyang's son to actually do it. That was his own grandmother! He really had the heart to do it. It's clear that this person is a ruthless person who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
At this moment, Ding Yiyang disregarded the presence of Liu Xiaoyuan, a formidable enemy, and walked to his son's side, intending to personally finish off the little beast.
"You little beast, I gave you your life, and now I'm taking it back!" Ding Yiyang said, raising his hand to strike his son's head.
"Dad..." Ding Yiyang's son immediately scrambled to his feet, grabbed Ding Yiyang's leg, and begged for mercy, "Dad, please spare my life, Dad, I was really wrong, Dad..."
Hearing his son plead for mercy, Ding Yiyang's heart softened. Yes, this was, after all, his son. As the saying goes, even a tiger wouldn't eat its cubs, let alone a human.
There are no cruel fathers, only unfilial sons.
Hearing his son's pleas for mercy, Ding Yiyang slowly lowered his raised right hand, unable to bring himself to strike.
Just then, the guy who was clinging to Ding Yiyang's leg and begging for mercy suddenly flashed a chilling killing intent in his eyes. He stood up abruptly, tackled Ding Yiyang to the ground, and then stabbed Ding Yiyang in the chest with a dagger. Fearing that Ding Yiyang might still have the strength to resist, Ding Yiyang's son even twisted the arm holding the dagger several times.
"You beast!" Blood gushed from Ding Yiyang's mouth, his face filled with anger, confusion, and regret.
Ding Yiyang's son said, "Dad, don't blame me. I had no choice but to do it. For your son's happiness, you have to make the sacrifice. I will burn paper money for you every year from now on."
"You... beast, you beast!" Ding Yiyang roared, then coughed violently, spraying blood from his mouth into the sky. The blood splattered in front of Ding Yiyang's son, who didn't dodge but wiped the blood off his face with his hand, revealing a ferocious smile.
(End of this chapter)
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