"You're lying! You've been deceiving me all along! Immortal Qingyang left no legacy, and even if he did, why should a demon and a half-demon like you get it?" Qin Taiming was almost insane. He had sacrificed so much to find an opportunity to ascend and to obtain the immortal's legacy. Now that Song Xia was telling him that he had obtained Immortal Qingyang's legacy, how could he not go crazy?
He was a Sword Master, the number one genius of the Qingyang Continent since the beginning of his cultivation. He believed that he was the only one qualified to ascend, but after searching for so many years, he had found nothing.
Now that Song Xia says he and that bastard got it, doesn't that mean he's even worse than a bastard?
Song Xia knew that she was destroying Qin Taiming's confidence and his pride of so many years, so she was particularly happy.
"Qin Taiming, do you know why you've searched so hard but still gained nothing? Because you don't deserve it."
"Shut up, you're talking nonsense!"
"Nonsense? How am I talking nonsense? Otherwise, how can I explain that Xiao Luo and I advanced our cultivation so quickly? Qin Taiming, admit it, you are utterly useless and not recognized by the Heavenly Dao. What is the so-called Sword Venerable? You cannot ascend to heaven. In the future, you will still be a handful of yellow earth and be forgotten by the world."
"Kill you, and the inheritance of the Azure Sun Immortal will be mine." Qin Taiming's eyes reddened. Song Xia's words directly triggered the complete growth of his inner demons.
"You want to kill me? Do you have the ability?"
A bolt of lightning struck down, and Song Xia stood there, like a goddess.
On the other side, Qin Xiuyang was also extremely devastated. He had his current cultivation level because he had harmed many people. Each tribulation was more severe than the last. He knew that this was the Heavenly Dao's disapproval of his cultivation method.
But what makes Qin Chi so special? What makes Qin Chi worthy of inheriting the legacy of the Qingyang Immortal? He's nothing but a bastard!
Song Luo further provoked him, saying, "You think you're lucky, but the inheritance you received is something I didn't want. Some despicable consciousness from who-knows-where also wanted to possess me. Qin Xiuyang, only you would regard it as the most precious treasure of rebirth."
"What do you know!" Qin Xiuyang shouted excitedly while attacking, "Without him, how could I have become the Demon King? How could I have cultivated to this level? Qin Chi, you're saying this because you're jealous of me, but you've already missed your chance. However, you're barely qualified to be my demon pet."
"Arrogant." Song Luo's expression remained unchanged. "Also, I told you my name is Song Luo, don't you understand?"
As he spoke, he swung his sword with the force of thunder.
Qin Xiuyang is now a demon, and what he fears most is an attack with righteous energy like thunder. Last time, he almost lost half his life trying to overcome his tribulation.
The reason he was so eager to provoke conflict between the human and demon races was because he knew he might not be able to withstand the next tribulation, so he wanted to absorb the fortune of the entire Qingyang Continent.
Qin Xiuyang gritted his teeth, his heart filled with horror as he watched the lightning tribulation grow increasingly intense.
He still relentlessly retorted, "Qin Chi, all you know how to do is use this kind of trick. Trying to use lightning tribulation against me? Don't you feel ashamed?"
Song Luo saw through his little scheme and directly exposed him: "If you're afraid, just say so. There's no need to beat around the bush. You were once the number one sword cultivator successor of the righteous path, yet now you're cowering in fear. It's truly lamentable."
"Cowardly and hesitant? Today I will show you the power of the Demon King. Qin Chi, you should be suppressed under my feet for the rest of your life."
With a wave of his hands, Qin Xiuyang sent all the cultivators whose minds he had controlled flying into the air, their black mist spreading out and darkening half the sky.
The black mist enveloped Song Luo, obscuring everything from view, and filled the air with the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling.
Qin Xiuyang laughed arrogantly, his voice like a demonic chant.
However, what he didn't know was that Song Luo had lived in such an environment for a long time.
Back then, in order to find Song Xia, and in order to break through the limits of a half-demon, he was repeatedly driven out of the tomb by the evil spirits, and yet he repeatedly broke in again and again.
Since he couldn't see it, he would sense it with his heart. Song Luo closed his eyes and decisively swung his sword.
"How...is this possible..." The black mist dissipated, and Qin Xiuyang fell to the ground. Just then, a lightning tribulation struck down. Song Luo was unharmed, and the black mist on his body faded even further.
"This is impossible! This is impossible!" he shouted, forcing himself to stay calm. He transformed into a cloud of black mist once more, appearing and disappearing intermittently.
Song Luo closed his eyes as well: "A trivial skill."
On the other side, Qin Taiming was also struggling to breathe under Song Xia's attacks.
He had never been so humiliated, let alone being suppressed and beaten by the demon race, which he had always looked down upon.
What image did Song Xia have in his mind? She had no grade, and he couldn't even name the species. She was just an ordinary demon vine. How could she possibly defeat him, the dignified Sword Master?
He had always regarded his relationship with Song Xia as a stain on his life, but now reality was in front of him. The demon vine he looked down on had been able to defeat him, and his half-demon son, whom he considered a disgrace, was not only better than his so-called beloved disciple, but even better than himself.
This was tantamount to the mother and son overturning all his stubborn opinions and telling him that all his previous prejudices were wrong.
"This is unfair! I was already severely injured. What good is it if you defeated me?"
Song Xia felt as if she had heard a huge joke: "Qin Taiming, you're talking to me about fairness? Hahahaha... You're ridiculous."
Qin Taiming's face turned ashen, as if he had been humiliated.
"When Xiao Luo was in Tianyuan Sect, did you treat him fairly? When you forced Uncle Qing, did you speak of fairness? Qin Taiming, isn't the law of the jungle your life motto all along? Now that you are inferior to me, according to your own words, you have been abandoned by the Heavenly Dao."
"Shut up! Shut up!"
"I'll say it anyway, you must be regretting it now. If you had treated Xiao Luo better back then, Xiao Luo would be your most outstanding and proudest son. You would have had the opportunity to obtain everything, from the Qilin to the inheritance, and thus touch the threshold of ascension. All you pursued in your life was just a matter of a single thought. If you had been even a little bit more merciful, what would you have done?"
Qin Taiming's expression became increasingly manic after Song Xia exposed his long-held, unspoken thoughts.
"Shut up!"
Song Xia's expression grew even colder: "You think you can just shut up like that because you tell me to? Who do you think you are?"
"You..." Qin Taiming never expected that a mere demon would dare to treat him like this.
"You're nothing but a plaything that once belonged to me, Song Xia. No matter how high your cultivation level is, you're still nothing. I didn't fancy you before, and I won't fancy you in the future."
He deliberately said things that would hurt Song Xia, since the grudges couldn't be settled today, so he didn't need to hold back.
Before Song Xia could even get angry, Song Luo was already furious.
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