The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine
Chapter 980 - Chapter 980 Chapter 980 Dont Kill Me Dont Kill Me

Chapter 980: Chapter 980: Don’t Kill Me! Don’t Kill Me! Chapter 980: Chapter 980: Don’t Kill Me! Don’t Kill Me! In the air, a humanoid ripple gradually solidified into a person. It was indeed Huang Xiaolong.

However, this was not Huang Xiaolong himself, but an astral projection of his consciousness that he had tracked there, condensed into his likeness.

Uh…

This projection of consciousness could not unleash Huang Xiaolong’s full strength, only about one-fortieth of it, perhaps.

“Hmm?” Ling Xiaopeng’s pupils slightly contracted, and his subordinates also wore expressions of alertness.

But soon, Ling Xiaopeng’s countenance relaxed, seemingly not taking Huang Xiaolong seriously. “Who are you? State your name. Why are you spying on Young Master Ling in secret? Do you know your crime?”

“Heh~~So you are Ling Xiaopeng, right? What you’ve been up to in Binhai City is a bit too much,” Huang Xiaolong said calmly. “Did you ever consider the price you’d have to pay when you were doing those things?”

“You’re the one who built the Woolong Estate? Boy! Near Woolong Estate, you dared to attack Young Master Ling!” Ling Xiaopeng’s pupils suddenly narrowed again, but his facial expression only showed gloom and not too much wariness. “Don’t think that Young Master Ling doesn’t know that what’s standing before me is just a projection of your spirit… Indeed, you are deeply rooted in the Way, but your mere spiritual will–I, Young Master Ling, certainly do not take it seriously!”

“Hehe~~ Young Master Ling, your sense of superiority is truly nauseating… I don’t even need to take action myself to crush you; just a strand of consciousness is enough to kill you ten or eight times. Want to give it a try?” Huang Xiaolong said with a mocking smile.

“Wait a second…” Ling Xiaopeng suddenly spoke up.

As he spoke, his eyes rolled a few times, inadvertently revealing traces of slyness. “Both you and I are cultivators, and there are some truths we both understand. The world of cultivation is not like the secular world. In the world of cultivation, it is survival of the fittest, a matter of life and death, without dispute over right and wrong, without any notion of fault or blame. The battles between cultivators usually involve the clash of magical treasures and flying swords, and in an incautious moment, one could be doomed, with both spirit and form annihilated, without even the qualifications to become a ghost and reincarnate. Indeed, in Binhai, I did have the intent to kill, but those were all mere mortals, mere ants. As a cultivator, what’s wrong with crushing a few ants? Have you never killed mortals yourself? Why oppose me over some ants? Young Master Ling is not in the wrong, being weak is the original sin of the ants~~~~~”

This Ling Xiaopeng began to justify his actions, but he hadn’t finished speaking!

Suddenly!

Boom~~~!

Inside Ling Xiaopeng’s heart, a surge of violent energy rose to the heavens, shredding the air above his head!

In an instant, more than a dozen flying swords flew out from inside his body!

These flying swords quickly formed a mysterious Sword Array, surrounding Huang Xiaolong in the middle!

With a mere thought from Ling Xiaopeng, he activated the Sword Array!

The Sword Array interweaved into a net of light, thousands of golden rays bursting forth, directly stabbing at Huang Xiaolong! A large expanse of space seemed to collapse!

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The sharp and piercing howl of Sword Qi tearing through the sky carried far, so clear that people within a dozen miles could hear it distinctly!

As it turned out, Ling Xiaopeng had intentionally feigned conversation with Huang Xiaolong to distract him. Then, seizing the opportunity when Huang Xiaolong was preoccupied, he released his flying sword and activated the Sword Array, aiming to grind Huang Xiaolong to death within it!

All the actions were completed in the blink of an eye–swift as a falcon swooping on its prey, dazzlingly fast. This displayed Ling Xiaopeng’s effortless command over Mana and magical artifacts. Moreover, his adaptability, ruthlessness, and decisive killing intent were fully demonstrated.

“Hahaha~~ Die! Once your soul, spirit, and will are obliterated, your true body will surely be affected. It seems you’re still a chick, utterly unaware of the dangers in the cultivation world! Hahaha~~~ This time, this young master is teaching you the perilous nature of the pugilistic world~~ Hahaha~~~” Ling Xiaopeng let out a triumphant sneer, not believing that Huang Xiaolong’s strand of consciousness could escape this sudden yet ruthlessly fierce ambush.

But just as he was about to strike, in front of Huang Xiaolong, the air twisted and shockingly formed a barrier resembling a diaphragm!

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

The flying swords stabbed at this barrier, emitting a dense sound akin to rain pattering on banana leaves.

The flying swords, tempered like Vajra and with sharp Sword Qi, were unexpectedly unable to penetrate what appeared to be a very thin barrier!

Huang Xiaolong chuckled, reached out his hand which suddenly expanded, like a hand covering the sky, grabbed all the flying swords, and then absorbed them into his body.

“Hahaha~~~ The quality of these flying swords is pretty good~~” Huang Xiaolong laughed contently. “Not bad, not bad, far superior to those daggers of the three Kongtong Magicians.”

“What?!” Seeing this, Ling Xiaopeng was utterly horrified. He hastily tried to control the flying swords, but the swords that Huang Xiaolong had swallowed seemed to have vanished without a trace, motionless.

“You!!!!!!” Ling Xiaopeng was startled, furious, and panicked, “Quickly return my young master’s flying swords!”

Although Ling Xiaopeng’s status was extremely distinguished, these flying swords had not come easily to him, and he couldn’t bear to see them consumed by Huang Xiaolong just like that.

Moreover, since this ambush hadn’t killed Huang Xiaolong, a profound sense of fear and defeat emerged in the depths of Ling Xiaopeng’s heart.

“You really are naive. Facing death and still daring to ask for your flying swords back? I bet there are quite a few treasures on you, and once I kill you, all those treasures will be mine!” Huang Xiaolong licked his lips, harboring the thought of murder and plunder.

“Presumptuous!!!!!!”

Ling Xiaopeng’s subordinates stepped forward, their voices filled with sternness. “Enough is enough! Even a single hair from our young master is more precious than you. If you harm him the slightest, you’ll never be able to atone for it! Go now, the previous grudges we shall write off in consideration of our young master’s magnanimity. He won’t pursue your crimes–you may leave. Perhaps, you think we are being overly arrogant, but maybe you don’t know, our young master is the most beloved younger son of the current Sect Master of the overseas Shushan Sword Sect! How about now, are you feeling scared?”

These subordinates were quick to leverage Ling Xiaopeng’s background in an attempt to suppress Huang Xiaolong. Indeed, as they uttered the words “Shushan Sword Sect,” a sense of superiority naturally surfaced on their faces.

“Return the flying swords to me!” Ling Xiaopeng roared angrily.

Huang Xiaolong chuckled coldly and without another word, waved his hand, dispersing a large cloud of Sword Qi directly out!

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“Young Master! Run!”

Ling Xiaopeng’s subordinates let out earth-shattering screams, their voices hoarse with roaring. They all had a premonition that death was imminent!

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

Dense Sword Qi sliced through the bodies of these subordinates, and in an instant, their physical bodies were cut into tens of thousands of tiny fragments!

A vast expanse of sky was dyed red with shocking blood!

Death!

In an instant, Ling Xiaopeng’s subordinates were killed!

The moment their physical bodies were destroyed, just as their souls began to leave their bodies, they burst with a ‘puchi’ sound!

Their souls scattered to the winds!

“Oh? So that’s how it is!” Huang Xiaolong’s heart stirred slightly, and he understood.

It turned out that the disciples of the Shushan Sect had a secret curse placed within their souls so that once they died, their souls would immediately explode and completely disperse.

Presumably, it was to prevent the sect’s disciples from having their souls searched and their cultivation techniques forcibly extracted by some demonic or heretical forces after they died.

This explained why in the underworld, the souls of the Shushan Sword Sect’s disciples could never be found.

They all bloody self-destructed, not even leaving ashes behind!

Just then, Ling Xiaopeng also realized there was no turning back; it had come to a life-and-death fight!

“Brat, I’m going to fight you to the death!” Ling Xiaopeng roared. He pointed one hand to the sky and the other to the earth, as a colossal flying sword burst out from his body!

This flying sword instantly expanded to over a dozen feet long, like a gigantic dragon!

Golden light flickered, continuously absorbing the surrounding light, plunging the mountaintop into a terrifying darkness akin to an eclipse.

Next, Ling Xiaopeng chanted a strange and cumbersome spell. The sound of his bones popping like exploding soybeans echoed, his muscles swelled, and his entire body suddenly grew taller. Then, he eerily fused into the flying sword!

Man and sword united!

Man and sword as one!

At that moment, his might surged explosively, causing the mountain to shake and begin to collapse.

“Die!!!!”

The golden flying sword slashed towards Huang Xiaolong.

Puchi~~~!

A loud boom!

The left half of Huang Xiaolong’s body was suddenly slashed apart, vanishing into nothingness.

However, Huang Xiaolong’s body was actually formed from his divine sense, so there was no blood to splatter, and his facial expression didn’t change at all.

“This move must be your strongest strike, using up all your potential. But even after this move, even if I don’t kill you, your path of cultivation from now on is likely destroyed. The cultivation technique of the Shushan Sword Sect is indeed powerful. It actually managed to cut away half of this strand of my divine sense,” Huang Xiaolong muttered to himself.

The next second, the right half of Huang Xiaolong’s body, his right hand, directly landed on the golden flying sword.

Bang~~~~!!!!

It was as if mountains were collapsing and the earth was splitting apart!

Ling Xiaopeng was forcibly slapped out of the flying sword by Huang Xiaolong!

The golden light on the flying sword dimmed instantly, the sword twisted a few times, and compacted into a few feet long, falling to the ground, seemingly having lost its spirit for a moment.

“Puh~~~~” Ling Xiaopeng fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, gravely injured, “To still not kill you even like this… to still not kill you~~~”

“Being able to sever half of my divine sense, you were quite impressive. Alright, you are going to die soon, but you can die with some dignity. After all, nothing has ever managed to destroy even a small part of my divine sense before,” Huang Xiaolong smirked.

“Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!” Ling Xiaopeng wept blood as he howled, his eyes bulging out, staring hatefully at Huang Xiaolong. “I am the young master of the Shushan Sword Sect, if you dare kill me, you will never recover, if you dare kill me, you are defying the entire heaven and earth!”

“Hahaha~~ Defying heaven and earth?” Huang Xiaolong sneered. “You think too highly of yourself. It doesn’t matter who you are, today you are doomed. If heaven wishes to punish me for killing you, then so be it–I shall defy heaven!”

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