World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1082 - 490: Engaged to Dina! Hellish Training!_4

Chapter 1082: 490: Engaged to Dina! Hellish Training!_4

Certainly, here is the English translation of the text:

Another tribal samurai, right in front of Dina, pulled out his manhood and urinated, saying, "Little foreign bitch, look at my cock. Big enough for you, isn’t it? You don’t need to look for wild beasts outside. Hahaha..."

"Ignore them." Dina said, though she was so furious that she nearly ground her teeth to the point of bleeding.

...

After leaving the tribe, Lanling carried six hundred pounds and climbed the steep, rugged mountains.

When he reached the summit, it was exactly ten kilometers!

Throughout the entire process, absolutely no Bloodline Power was to be used; it had to rely entirely on his own strength.

At first, the flat terrain was manageable, but later, as he scaled the steep path, it became sheer torture.

Lanling found the burden on his body growing heavier with every step. Each step felt harder than the last, with his breathing growing labored, and even his vision intermittently going dark.

However, every time he felt like he couldn’t persist, a surge of energy would rise from the depths of his bloodline and flood into his limbs and bones.

It was a process of tempering his tendons and hardening his bones, constantly pushing his body’s limits, transforming Bloodline Power into physical strength.

Thus, every moment on the brink of physical agony became immensely valuable.

Every time he reached the threshold of pain, Lanling would clench his teeth to the point of drawing blood, summoning every last ounce of willpower.

When the pain peaked, the surge of energy from the depths of his bloodline alleviating his suffering felt entirely like heaven—so much so, it was addictive.

During the entire climb, his Bloodline Power tempered him three times.

After fully four hours, Lanling finally reached the mountain summit.

Then, he immediately wanted to collapse onto the ground to rest.

"No resting allowed." Dina said firmly, cracking her whip harshly against the ground. "Get up. Use your Ebony Sword and attack me fifteen hundred times!"

Then, Dina stood there like a wooden stake—motionless!

Lanling gritted his teeth and stood up, clutching the three-hundred-pound Ebony Sword. Following the Gale Sword Skill, he launched attacks on Dina.

At first, he thought Dina would block his strikes.

Unexpectedly, she didn’t evade at all, letting Lanling’s strikes repeatedly hit her body.

Although Lanling’s martial skills were quite mediocre, the three-hundred-pound wooden sword still inflicted considerable pain when it struck.

"You’re insane." Lanling snapped angrily.

With trembling voice, Dina replied, "I—I’ve trained you so harshly; I know you must feel upset. You can vent those frustrations on me with your sword. I don’t want you to hate me or despise me."

"Foolish woman." Lanling cursed. "Pick up your sword and block my strikes!"

"Alright." Dina said, her voice quivering.

Thus, Lanling gripped the three-hundred-pound Ebony Sword, attacking Dina with all his might.

Meanwhile, Dina precisely blocked each strike.

For Lanling, even wielding the three-hundred-pound wooden sword under normal circumstances was already a challenge—let alone swinging it rapidly in repeated strikes. On top of that, he still carried an extra three hundred pounds of weighted lead on his body.

Within mere moments, Lanling was drenched in sweat as though caught in a torrential downpour.

After three hundred strikes, he reached his limit, his vision once again blurring and darkening.

Then, once more, a surge of energy from his bloodline flowed powerfully into his limbs and bones, tempering him further.

In this relentless cycle of pushing his physical limits to near insanity, Lanling completed all fifteen hundred strikes.

Today’s hellish trial was only halfway over!

Lanling’s body had never been so exhausted, never experienced such stark discomfort.

Previously, with Yao Xing, he’d directly hunted magical beasts, devoured their Bloodline Power, and let Yao Xing automatically temper his body.

But this hellish trial was proving effective—Lanling could clearly feel his strength improving.

"Alright, rest for two hours." Dina said.

Dina then removed the weighted lead from Lanling’s body, massaging him across his sore and aching muscles.

Suddenly, Lanling sat up and said, "Two hours of rest—is that time mine to allocate freely?"

Dina nodded, saying, "Of course!"

"You mentioned that Goufu’s wife often goes to the nearby lake to watch the sunset, right?" Lanling asked.

Goufu, the younger brother-in-law of Chieftain Constantine, had spat twice on Suo Mo’s face today.

"Yes," Dina replied.

"Take me there," Lanling said.

"What for?" Dina asked.

"To seduce her, sleep with her, and cuckold Goufu." Lanling declared.

"You—you actually intend to do this? I thought you were joking." Dina said.

"Of course, I mean it. I’ll accomplish it within the hour and won’t let it disrupt my training." Lanling said.

With that, Lanling dashed straight down the mountain.

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