Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 219: Kenny Lin Is Coming (Part 1)

Chapter 219: Kenny Lin Is Coming (Part 1)

Kenny Lin originally wanted to go south, hoping to find an opportunity to meet Amalia in the Monde Disaster Zone.

However, Along the way, he unexpectedly discovered the presence of a demonic cultivator.

He chased the demonic cultivator for more than ten minutes and finally saw the figure ahead –it was a dirty little black rat.

The female demonic cultivator had long been noticed that someone chasing after her from behind.

but she didn’t care about it.

She though it might be just a self-proclaimed righteous people who seeking to eliminate evil and uphold justice.

In the past, she would have simply stopped and killed the pursuer, but now she had a different goal and couldn’t afford to waste time.

So, she chose to ignore the pursuer.

The female demonic cultivator thought that within half an hour, she could shake off the person behind her.

However, to her surprise, less than ten minutes later, a sudden turn of events occurred.

A deep, and amused voice immediately sounded in her ears.

"Finally, I caught up with you, little black rat."

The female demonic cultivator became furious when she heard that man calling her a little black rat.

Without hesitation, an arm that was covered with a densely inscribed runes extended from under the black cloak.

The runes on her arm were in full bloom, and she directly swung it towards Kenny Lin.

As the arm cut through the air, it created a fierce wind that turned into sharp blades.

If it were a delicate skin, it would have already turned into pieces of flesh.

However, reality did not match with the expectations of the female demonic cultivator.

The man was not getting thrown back but instead, a pale, and slender hand, that was surrounded by black energy, seized her wrist.

The black energy in turn pressing down on the runes on her arm, and causing their colors to dim instantly.

"Are you also a demonic cultivator?" The female demonic cultivator was shocked.

She ignored her injured arm and immediately distanced herself from Kenny Lin.

Kenny Lin who was dressed in all black color clothes have a style somewhat similar to demonic cultivators to avoid revealing his demonic aura.

Typically, demonic cultivators wore darker colors to prevent others from noticing the difference on dark energy inside their body.

The runes on the female demonic cultivator’s arm had completely lost their color, and with a burnt smell werer lingering.

Her arm was also almost useless now.

She stared at Kenny Lin with a mix of anger and astonishment, but his displayed strength overshadowed everything.

Wait a minute; she couldn’t have missed hearing about someone like him if he were a demonic cultivator.

This man was so outstanding, both in looks and strength, which would have long become well-known within their organization.

"No, if you were a demonic cultivator, I would have heard about you. Who are you, and why are you targeting me?" The female demonic cultivator coldly inquired.

Kenny Lin glanced around the surroundings, but did not found a second little black rat, he said: "Which little black rat are you chasing now?"

"What kind of little black rat? I am a member of the Astral Demoniaco Sect. If you know what’s good for you, then leave now."

The female demonic cultivator lowered her voice, le whemphasizing the words "Astral Demoniaco Sect."

"It’s turns out you’re from the Astral Demoniaco Sect. My apologies, my apologies!" Kenny Lin’s face showed a trace of surprise, then he grinned.

This statement made the female demonic cultivator misunderstand him as a wild demonic cultivator, as the righteous cultivators wouldn’t express such seemingly respectful expressions upon hearing about the Astral Demoniaco Sect.

The caution on the female demonic cultivator’s face immediately decreased a little bit, "Since you’ve heard about the Astral Demoniaco Sect, you can leave now."

"You haven’t told me what you were chasing just now; you look very anxious." Kenny Lin remained motionless as the wind blew over and a cold breeze swept in.

The wind caused the female demonic cultivator’s cloak to flutter noisily.

She reached out to tighten the hood that was covering half of her face, and sounding somewhat anxious: "It’s none of your business. Get out of the way!"

If she delayed any longer, that mutated creature would disappear again, and she had worked hard to find it.

"What if I don’t move?" Kenny Lin’s smile faded a little bit, the curve of his lips becoming less pronounced, and that dangerous feeling resurfaced.

A sudden chill surged into the female demonic cultivator’s heart, and the sensation from the earlier attack reappeared.

"Not moving means opposing the Astral Demoniaco Sect. Those who oppose the Astral Demoniaco Sect don’t end up well." The female demonic cultivator stared at him with a sense of dread, not daring to relax.

Kenny Lin’s playful smile returned to his face, "If you die, how would the Astral Demoniaco Sect know it was me?"

The female demonic cultivator’s expression changed.

She turned around and tried to escape, her movements was very decisive, but she couldn’t outpace Kenny Lin.

The black energy had already spread to where she couldn’t see, and when the female demonic cultivator attempted to flee, the black energy immediately entwined around her feet.

"No, you’re not a demonic cultivator. You’re the rumored Demon Slayer who specifically hunting down demonic cultivators!" Fear and shock overwhelmed the female demonic cultivator as she finally recognized Kenny Lin’s identity.

"Why? You’re quite similar to demonic cultivators. With your strength and talent, if you joined the Astral Demoniaco Sect, it would be enough for you to become its leader. Why do you hunting down demonic cultivators?"

The female demonic cultivator couldn’t understand, and she didn’t have a chance to figure it out either because she was died, and her entire form disappeared along with her skeletal remains, leaving only a black cloak in the grass.

"What Demon Slayer? So childish!"

Kenny Lin’s displeased voice echoed in the air and then disappeared at the southern end.