I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 435: 436: Do you want to kill my entire family in minutes?

Chapter 435: Chapter 436: Do you want to kill my entire family in minutes?
Inside the tent, the female cultivator knelt on the ground, shivering, her face a tangled mess of tears and blood, yet her lovely features were still discernible.

At this moment, she was being whipped. There was no one else inside the tent, and with every lash, the woman’s flesh was torn and bloodied.

“My lord, spare me, your servant knows her mistake!”

The female cultivator cried and begged for mercy, but what she received was nothing but a cold sneer.

“You know your mistake, but the cup is already broken. Is realizing your error now of any use?”

“Killing you today hardly soothes the hatred in my heart. Bring forth that woman, and let her serve the pleasure of the soldiers in the camp, young and old alike!”

“Do with her what you will; it doesn’t matter if she dies. Go ahead!”

The young man’s gaze was dark, a flicker of mockery flashing in his eyes as he spoke to those outside the tent.

“Thank you, my lord!”

Outside the tent, cultivators responded with voices tinged with excitement, and they hurriedly stormed into the tent to drag the bloodied female cultivator away.

Being guards for the young master had its perks—they were always the first to enjoy beauties.

“My lord, spare me, I will not dare to do it again!”

The female cultivator’s face was filled with terror. She looked at the guards on both sides and struggled wildly, but no one paid her any heed as she was dragged out of the tent.

“Damn it, bitch, you’ve splattered me with blood! This robe is custom-made!”

The young man’s gaze was resentful, his face full of disgust as he took off his robe and threw it out of the tent.

“My good mood is utterly ruined by that bitch. Who shall accompany me today?”

“Qin Huan has been quite lively lately, and last time she eluded sharing my bed; today, it shall be her. Among all these women, I’ve yet to taste only Qin Huan and Lin Lan!”

“Bring Qin Huan to me!”

The young man licked his lips, speaking with some impatience.

Outside the tent, there was no response, only silence.

A faint smell of blood wafted into the tent from outside, and the young man’s face changed, becoming even paler. His internal cultivation technique slowly started circulating as he cautiously approached the entrance of the tent.

“Swoosh!”

A flash of cold light appeared, aiming straight for his brow.

“How dare you!”

The young man was shocked and angry. He brought his hands together and suddenly clamped down on the sword tip that was mere inches away. The tip trembled but could not advance at all.

“At the second level of the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and you want to kill me? Even with my eyes closed, I can guess it’s you, Qin Huan, right?”

“I was going to send a guard to invite you over, but it seems you are more anxious than I am. Well then, since you like this kind of excitement, I shall play along with you today!”

The young man felt a sense of relief—Qin Huan was only at the second level of the Tribulation Crossing Stage. She was no match for him.

“Wang Ling, don’t think that just because you are Wang Guan’s son, you can get away with murder and chaos on the battlefield. Today, I will take your life to seek justice for my sisters-in-arms on the frontier!”

Out of the void, a figure in black with a curvaceous figure suddenly appeared, wielding a longsword and lunging at Wang Ling with lethal intent.

Seeing the figure in black before him, Wang Ling’s eyes lit up.

“Damn, Huann’er, you really do have a nice figure. I can see now that even outside the bed, you must have a unique flavor. I enjoy conquering ambitious women!”

“And this leg, I could play with it for a year!”

“You beast in human clothing!”

Qin Huan flew into a towering rage, and the Spiritual Power in her Dantian burst out suddenly, issuing a wave of power no weaker than that of a cultivator at the third layer of the Transcendence Tribulation Stage that swept in all directions.

In the past few days, in order to take revenge and settle her grudge, she clenched her teeth and bought hundreds of bags of Huazi, spending three top-grade Spirit Stones on each bag. She consumed them all, and although her cultivation level had not yet broken through to the third layer, her understanding of her Cultivation Technique had reached an extremely high level.

Challenging someone above her level was not a problem.

Wang Ling’s expression changed in shock, “You’ve broken through? You’re already a cultivator at the third layer of the Tribulation Crossing Stage, no wonder you have the guts to come find me!”

“Indeed, after arduous training for many days, I’ve come to take your life today. Those pretentious losers outside your tent have all been dealt with by me, and now it’s your turn!”

The murderous intent in Qin Huan’s eyes was seething, and she spoke in a chilling tone.

“Heh heh, a spirited and valiant figure; the young lord is not averse. However, it’s a pity, for the young lord is not accustomed to fighting to the death. Elder Chen, it’s your turn to make a move!”

Wang Ling chuckled lightly, stepped back a few steps, and said nonchalantly.

Having secured his footing in the first battlefield, he naturally had a powerful backer. As the son of the Second City Lord, Wang Guan, it was natural for him to be surrounded by experts.

Elder Chen was one of them. Most of the experts protecting him would only take action when his life was at stake, but Elder Chen was different. Ever since he had indulged in the taste of a young girl at Wang Ling’s behest, the old man had become his personal umbrella.

If there was a woman he couldn’t handle, the other party would help him deal with her; if there was an expert blocking the way, the other party would also help eliminate the obstacle—it was incredibly satisfying.

This time was no different. Although the woman before him was powerful enough to match a cultivator at the third layer of the Tribulation Crossing Stage, she was still as naive as a child in front of Elder Chen, who was an old hand at this; she had no choice but to be captured.

“You have accomplices!”

Qin Huan’s expression changed drastically. She had acted impulsively without considering this aspect. How could the offspring of Wang Guan lack the protection of experts by his side?

Even if she hadn’t seen any experts guarding him on usual days, at such a life-and-death moment, there would definitely be someone springing up to obstruct her.

She positioned her longsword, ready for battle, resolved to kill Wang Ling today. Even if it meant dying here, she would drag him down to Hell with her.

A few seconds of silence filled the air, but the expected expert did not show up.

Wang Ling’s eyes were filled with confusion. Whenever he encountered a beauty like Qin Huan in the past, Elder Chen had always been the first to rush out. Why was there no reaction today?

“Elder Chen?”

“Come out, I’ll leave this woman to you. I’ll just have some soup,” Wang Ling continued to call into the darkness, but all he was met with was silence.

A cold sweat broke out instantly—Elder Chen was not there!

“Are you looking for him?”

A ghostly voice came through, and a round, rolling head fell to Wang Ling’s feet, revealing itself to be Elder Chen’s.

Wang Ling shuddered in terror, shouting vehemently, “Who dares to kill my man? Do you know who my father is?”

“Believe it or not, with just one command, I can have your entire family killed within minutes!”

“You insolent fool, to dare claim ‘my man’ in my presence, you’re tired of living!”

From the shadows, a dark, hoarse voice emerged as a stern-faced man stepped out slowly, followed by a man in white robes.

“Dad?”

“City Lord Mei?”

Wang Ling screamed out loud, his legs giving way beneath him, causing him to kneel on the ground at the sight of these two men.

It was none other than Wang Guan and Mei Changqing. These two were titans on the borderlands. He had dared to run amok on the battlefield solely using their names. Now, they had come to him directly, and they had even gone so far as to chop off the head of Elder Chen.

This gave him a sensation of being enveloped by the aura of death.

Looking down from his lofty position, Mei Changqing watched Wang Ling with an indifferent gaze. He threw a bunch of heads he was carrying by their hair at Wang Ling’s feet and said indifferently, “I heard you could kill my whole family within minutes?”