Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 198 - 197 Huai Shian

Chapter 198: Chapter 197 Huai Shian

Ran Wushuang’s threat, Lin Hao naturally heard it.

And heard it very clearly.

However, he didn’t say anything, nor did his expression change at all.

Upon exiting Zhu Wei’s home, he saw a black sedan parked on the street outside.

Lin Hao took the lead to open the door and got into the car.

Ran Wushuang sat beside him: "Let’s go."

Hearing this, the driver immediately started the car and left Zhu Wei’s home, speeding away.

"Kid, I don’t understand why my master wants to meet you personally. Still, you’d best hand over the Ruoyuan tonight, or you won’t see tomorrow’s sun," Ran Wushuang suddenly spoke without emotion in the quiet car, his words cold and harsh, clearly holding a grudge against Lin Hao.

Yet Lin Hao paid him no mind.

He never bothered talking too much to a dead man.

"If it were not for the master’s orders, how could you have sat in the same car with me, this son? You would have been slaughtered long ago," Ran Wushuang snorted coldly.

In less than half an hour.

The car approached a manor.

Downstairs.

A few black-clad bodyguards stood erect at the entrance, concentrating deeply, watching every grass and tree, every movement.

As the sedan approached the manor, the gates opened.

As the vehicle drove in, the security guards jogged over to personally open the door for Ran Wushuang.

Lin Hao got out of the car from the other side.

"Your Sect Master is here?" Lin Hao asked indifferently.

"Correct, the old man is inside waiting for you," Ran Wushuang replied with a sinister smile, "I—"

"Thud!"

His words were not yet finished.

Suddenly.

A sharp pain erupted from his lower abdomen, his complexion turned deathly pale, as if it were a sheet of paper.

Lowering his head.

He saw that Lin Hao’s hand had, at some unknown point, pierced into his dantian area.

His belly had been torn open, blood pouring out, running down Lin Hao’s arm, a terrifying sight.

"You..." Ran Wushuang looked up in horror, staring at Lin Hao, his eyes full of resentment, disbelief, and fear, his face frozen.

Before Lin Hao made his move, he had not noticed the slightest hint of movement!

So sudden, so swift.

Not something an ordinary person could accomplish.

After all, he was also a Grandmaster!

And a Grandmaster with exceptional talent!

To be ambushed like this could only mean one thing.

The eighteen-year-old youth before him.

Was even stronger than him!

Ran Wushuang found it unbelievable, his mouth moved slightly as if to say something, but the pain made it impossible to speak.

"Thinking of going back to kill someone? Maybe in your next life," Lin Hao said indifferently, squeezing his palm.

"Thud!"

The next second, it seemed as though something had burst.

Ran Wushuang’s pupils dilated, and life left him entirely.

Before death, his mind was filled with regret.

Ever since he started on the path of Cultivation, he had been invincible, proud, advancing triumphantly, and had all the stars and moon at his feet, everything going in his favor.

He had such extraordinary talent; he had never envisaged a day of failure. He always thought that even in death, his end would be spectacular.

But.

Reality slapped him hard in the face just before he died.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined he’d die so insignificantly, so quietly, so unbelievably, and not even as good as a dog.

Before a dog dies, it can still bark a couple of times.

He didn’t even have a chance to make a sound.

It was as if he went out for a meal and fell into a sewer without causing a single ripple.

He was unwilling.

But, it was futile.

Eventually, he still became cold, thoroughly cold beneath the chilly night.

Everything happened extremely fast.

Not until Lin Hao’s blood-stained right hand was withdrawn from Ran Wushuang’s body did the bodyguards beside him come to their senses.

In an instant, their eyes widen as one of them roared, "What are you doing?!"

"What am I doing, didn’t you see?" Lin Hao looked towards the speaker, his expression indifferent, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

Those eyes made the bodyguard’s skin crawl, as if they were evading vipers, and he dared not meet Lin Hao’s gaze.

He just stood there, dumbly, stupefied.

Ran Wushuang still lay on the ground, while Lin Hao’s hands were still smeared with blood.

This young man before them.

Who would dare to provoke him?

At least, he wouldn’t dare.

Nor would his fellow bodyguards dare!

They all knew Ran Wushuang’s strength, having even exchanged blows with him, where the former could easily overpower all of them with just one hand.

Yet Ran Wushuang was now killed by someone else’s single hand.

Without even a chance to strike.

These bodyguards, they were all smart.

Each one of them stood in place, daring not to say anything, daring not to do anything.

"Kid, you’ve made a very foolish decision." Just then, a deep voice sounded.

Looking up, a middle-aged man appeared at the door of the mansion. The middle-aged man had his arms crossed over his chest.

Lin Hao shifted his gaze from the bodyguard and stepped out, ascending the steps before the door, walking straight towards the middle-aged man, coldly saying, "Sorry, I’ve already killed him. If you’re not convinced, you can kill me for revenge."

This person, Lin Hao had seen him in a previous life.

If Lin Hao could kill Ran Wushuang, he could equally kill him.

"To kill you, it’s not my turn." The middle-aged man glanced at Ran Wushuang on the ground, his eyes devoid of any sympathy, or rather not harboring a trace of emotion.

Ran Wushuang’s death didn’t seem to perturb him on the surface, but in reality, there was no emotional turbulence.

He was a disciple of the Mingyang Sect Master, and he and Ran Wushuang had been at odds.

With this person dead, it was as if someone had indirectly removed a problem for him; after all, he no longer had to live in fear of Ran Wushuang inheriting the position of Sect Master and targeting him.

He also became the sole successor of the Mingyang Sect.

One could say, Ran Wushuang’s death was all benefit and no harm to him.

"If you won’t kill, then step aside."

Lin Hao walked past him, directly into the mansion, where he had already sensed the presence of Primordial Qi.

The surging Primordial Qi was like an angry tornado; the aura was terrifyingly powerful.

Inside the hall, on the sofa, an elderly man who appeared to be in his sixties or seventies, leaned back, his eyes closed.

His grey-white beard, trailing down to his chest, fluttered without wind, and his long, shoulder-length hair had a striking presence.

He hadn’t moved.

But Lin Hao could feel that the Mingyang Sect Master, at this moment, had the heart of a raging tiger, howling and roaring inside.

This person was the Mingyang Sect Master, Huai Shian.

"You’ve come." Huai Shian didn’t open his eyes, but his eyelids twitched, having seen Lin Hao’s act of murder clear as day.

Yet, he had no opportunity to intercede.

This stifled him, humiliating him, as he not only lost a most valued disciple but also felt as though he had been slapped across the face.

If Zhu Wei wasn’t still in the former’s hands, he would have struck directly to flatten him.

"You’re here for Ru Yuan, aren’t you?" Even with a tiger before him, Lin Hao remained calm and collected as he walked over to another sofa and sat down with ease.

He knew that Huai Shian would come, for the night he killed Song Decai and three others from the Mingyang Sect, the people from Lan Xiyue’s household were present.

If nothing went wrong.

The person from that night would have informed the Song Family and the Mingyang Sect.

However, Lin Hao was not at all worried.

Huai Shian was strong.

Now, if Huai Shian made a move, he could completely defeat Lin Hao, even possibly kill him.

But Lin Hao was without fear,

Had it been someone else, perhaps he would have been apprehensive, but with Huai Shian, he was utterly at ease.

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