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Chapter 1007 - 107: Revenge Accomplished

Chapter 1007: Chapter 107: Revenge Accomplished

Perhaps sensing Leng Mei’s terror, Sun Shang, after launching an attack, didn’t dare to linger and instead turned to run.

His direction of escape was actually the Imperial Palace.

This guy was indeed clever.

This place was closer to the Imperial Palace, and as long as the guards there noticed what was happening here, he would be able to survive.

Watching Sun Shang flee, Leng Mei did not pursue him, but merely scoffed with disdain and then flicked her fingers lightly.

A black plum blossom shot through the night like a black meteor.

"Ah—!"

With a scream, Sun Shang fell to the ground like a bird struck by an arrow, one of his legs cleanly severed.

The seemingly underestimated plum blossom carried a terrifying Sword Qi, forming a giant gear-like deadly weapon.

Sun Shang’s face was full of horror.

He didn’t know where this assassin had come from, nor did he know why the assassin was so terrifying, but he was very clear that he was probably done for.

Black substances from the wound on his leg continuously spread towards his veins, containing a potent poison.

He had played with poison all his life, and now facing death by a severe poison was the last thing he could accept.

"Help! Somebody help me!"

Never had Sun Shang been so embarrassed, so pathetic, and now all he could do was desperately call for help.

Unfortunately, his voice would ultimately not carry far, as Ling Xiao had already sealed the space within a hundred meters, preventing both sound and scent from escaping.

This was also to make Leng Mei a bit safer.

In Leng Mei’s hand, a larger plum blossom gradually formed, exuding a dense scent of death.

"Who exactly are you? Even if I must die, let me die with clarity!"

Sun Shang had been shouting for a long time, but to no effect; he realized that the person must have done something to the space around.

All he could do now was buy time.

He could only hope that the people in the Imperial Palace would realize he hadn’t shown up for a long time and would come looking for him. That was his only chance to survive.

Leng Mei didn’t speak.

Her cold eyes fixated on Sun Shang as she launched the plum blossom in her hand once more.

"Ah—!"

Sun Shang’s other leg was also cleanly severed.

"You really have a short memory, don’t you."

Leng Mei said coldly with a sneer, "Have you forgotten about that little girl with Ling Xiao?"

"You! You are Leng Mei! Impossible! How could this be! How could you have such strength!"

Sun Shang’s memory was still good, finally recalling that day in the square where Leng Mei had appeared.

And he had been keeping an eye on Ling Xiao; he was very clear about who was with Ling Xiao.

"Now you understand why I have to kill you? For betraying your country and harming my master Ling Xiao; just these two reasons alone make your death deserved! Not to mention your deliberate instigations getting Ximen Bu Mie and Li Chengxiu to harass us in the street. If you don’t die, even the heavens would be outraged."

Leng Mei was not concerned about Sun Shang buying time; the poisonous toxin of the black plum blossom was extremely terrifying, and it had already spread throughout Sun Shang’s body via his legs.

It wouldn’t be long before Sun Shang’s body turned black as if charred, and he would die.

However, she didn’t mind giving Sun Shang some more pain.

Another plum blossom flew out of her hand.

This time, what broke off was not an arm but Sun Shang’s head.

"I was really unwilling to use this method, but for my master, I would rather turn into a Fierce Ghost and endure the greatest pain of this world! The worst thing you did was targeting him!"

Watching Sun Shang, now rigidly dead, Leng Mei’s body gradually returned to normal, her complexion somewhat pale, looking extremely frail.

After speaking, she no longer lingered, turning into a dark shadow that disappeared into the pitch-black night.

Watching Leng Mei leave, Ling Xiao couldn’t help but shake his head with a bitter smile.

He knew Leng Mei was grateful to him, but to go to such lengths for him, how was he to repay her?

Sigh!

He sighed, stood up, and looked down at the corpse on the ground, which actually twitched.

"What a cunning old ghost, but though you managed to escape Leng Mei’s assassination, you still had to die by my hand!"

Ling Xiao jumped down from the rooftop and walked toward the twitching lump of flesh, tauntingly saying, "The ’Eternal Divine Pill Scripture’ describes a pill that can bring people back to life, even if only a piece of rotten flesh remains. Although you failed to create it, this modified pill isn’t bad either, preserving the soul and allowing resurrection through borrowing someone else’s body, right?"

"Who!"

Sun Shang completely despaired.

He had played all his cards; he thought that if he could timely possess a body, he could resurrect, even if he had to switch bodies every year—but it was still better than being dead right now.

But he never dreamed that while one wolf had left, another fox had arrived.

The sly fox had been watching him all along, lurking beside him.

"Who are you, and how could you possibly know about the ’Eternal Divine Pill Scripture’?"

Sun Shang’s feeble voice echoed in the air.

"You don’t need to know who I am, because I prefer to leave people dying in confusion!"

Ling Xiao chuckled coldly, circulated his Soul Power, summoned the Immortal Pot above his head, and directly sucked in Sun Shang’s soul.

"Without a soul, I’d like to see how you can resurrect."

The marvelous Marvellous Hand Heavenly Lord, the Heavenly Dragon Continent and Divine Phoenix Continent’s best alchemist, a High-level Alchemist of the Yellow Rank, had died unclearly.

Completely dead, never to appear again.

At that moment, Butterfly Girl also captured the Demonflame Celestial.

Looking at the Demonflame Celestial, Ling Xiao was overwhelmed with emotions.

"Demonflame Celestial, you betrayed our sect, do you recognize your guilt?"

Ling Xiao simply took off his Ghost Mask, revealing his true face.

He had to let Demonflame Celestial know who had killed him.

"It’s you!"

Seeing Ling Xiao, Demonflame Celestial completely fell apart.

He might have begged mercy from someone else, but facing Ling Xiao, he knew he had no right to plead.

Ling Xiao would not let him go.

"Considering our past as fellow disciples, you better end your own life."

Ling Xiao said dispassionately.

"If you kill me, you’ll never get the Wisdom Bone!"

Demonflame Celestial coldly said.

"Wisdom Bone?"

Ling Xiao disdainfully retorted, "Seeing your current pathetic state, I can tell that the Wisdom Bone isn’t impressive either. I don’t need it; I’ll provide Bai Yun with a better Martial Soul, far better than the mere Wisdom Bone. To use this as a threat, you really are unrepentant until death."

After finishing speaking, Ling Xiao wasted no more time and pulled all the Death Dark Flame from Demonflame Celestial’s body.

The Death Dark Flame entered his body and was quickly sealed.

Still unable to be used in combat, but having no impact on alchemy or artifact refining.

"Die, our debt is finally settled!"

Having extracted the Death Dark Flame, Demonflame Celestial was of no use to him any longer; his hand, radiating a blistering light, gently landed on Demonflame Celestial.