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Chapter 49
After hearing Lian Ren's threat, the demon king gently let go of Shao Ling's hair and turned around with his lips curled in a smile. Lian Ren didn't waver from his mocking smile; he signaled Shao Ling to step away, but the Demon King immediately grabbed his Shizun and embraced him in his grasp.
"Don't you run? You're coming with me."
Shao Ling struggled from the demon's grasp. He was about to unleash his spiritual qi when a freezing spike of ice crawled in their direction. The ice turned into a slippery vine and grabbed Shao Ling's waist, while the remaining spike of ice rushed to attack the demon, who was jumping back.
Later on, the demon glanced at Shao Ling and then at Lian Ren's raged expression. The demon laughed. With a wave of his hand, a towering tornado of fire parried the spike of ice that slowly melted from its heat. Lian Ren clicked his tongue. He knew that he was no match for the demon king, but it was not his priority. He ran to Shao Ling, who was still stuck on the icy vine and leaped out of the room.
Unfortunately, a blazing wall of fire emerged out of the marble floor, blocking their only path that leads outside the palace. Lian Ren glanced at Shao Ling but was taken aback when his Shizun flicked his nose.
"Put me down. I can fight on my own."
"But Shizun, you're-"
"This heat is nothing. I am a master cultivator. In times like this, I mustn't seek help, especially from my disciples."
Lian Ren heaved a heavy breath. In times like this, he wants to drag Shao Ling out forcefully, but he can still resist doing that.
Lian Ren let out a desperate sigh and turned to Shao Ling. "Shizun, I really..." Shao Ling frowned and slightly tilted his head.
Lian Ren covered his face with his hand and turned to Shao Ling. "Just, please don't be in danger, Shizun."
Shao Ling stared at him for a while, shifted his gaze to the stairs that led to the demon king's room, and turned around with a reply, "Mmn."
The demon king's figure emerged through the shadows of the stairs. Despite the darkness of the shadows, his blood-red eyes shone immensely, as if his eyes were forged from a luminous jewel itself. Lian Ren and Shao Ling subconsciously stepped back from his presence. Though it seems that they are scared, that's not the exact meaning. They were starting to be on their guard by taking the demon king seriously.
Shao Ling lightly grabbed Lian Ren's sleeves. Lian Ren turned to him with his lips curving into a small smile. Although Shao Ling was signaling him to attack, it looked adorable for him to take it seriously.
Lian Ren moved closer with a grin, and his whispers gave Shao Ling a slight fright from his ears. "This disciple understands."
Without even having a synchronous count, the two of them attacked at the same time. Ice started to crawl to the demon like a speeding light. Their combined ice emerged through the floor, creating a sharp spike followed by large wolves of ice ascending to the floor.
The demon king punched the spike that was coming to him. With his fist embedded in fiery demon energy, the spike of ice melted at his touch. "It looks like you two are taking me seriously now."
"You should be thankful," Lian Ren replied with his brows arched.
The demon let out an echoing laugh as he replied, "I didn't know people from another dimension were cocky." Lian Ren and Shao Ling flinched at his words. "You think you can get out of my dimension alive? How dare you trespass here knowing that you're no match for me?"
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Tainted Heart | Cultivation World Series 3 (BL)
Fantasy[ AN ORIGINAL BL NOVEL FROM RUNNOX ] Lian Ren, a trash and incompetent direct disciple of Yun Sect Master Shao Ling, always wanted an acknowledgement from his master but never received it. Even when he was tormented by his fellow disciples, banished...