Chapter 10: Angelic Holy Sword Unleashed, Ying Sui Feng Suffers a Setback, Sheng Yue Appears!
"Brother Ye, that sword strike of yours was really cool!"
Long Haochen looked at Ye Ling, his beautiful eyes filled with adoration. Such immense power.
He had just carefully sensed it; among those hundred wolf demons, the weakest had twenty to thirty points of external spiritual energy. He wouldn't be a match for even a single one.
But in Ye Ling's hands, those nearly one hundred wolf demons died instantly with just one strike, a casual swing of the sword.
Utterly powerless to fight back.
Such strength was enough to show just how terrifying his Brother Ye's power truly was.
And seeing all this, even Cai'er couldn't help but gasp.
Seriously, she was the Daughter of Samsara, possessing top-tier strength and astonishing destructive power. But even if her spiritual energy wasn't sealed, with her strength, she couldn't possibly obliterate all these wolf demons in an instant!
Alright, that was quite normal too. After all, she was an assassin, focused on single-target damage. Ye Ling was different; he was very skilled with area-of-effect abilities.
"They're just some creatures that haven't even reached the level of third-rank magical beasts. Not strong, basic stuff," Ye Ling waved his hand dismissively. He truly didn't regard these wolf demons highly.
But the wolf demons weren't the real "enemy".
Thinking of this, Ye Ling suddenly turned his head to look at Sheng Cai'er. His eyes, seeming to carry a light, seemed capable of speech, meeting Cai'er's eyes which held the aura of Samsara.
"Senior, you can come out now. As one of humanity's powerhouses, hiding in the dark to spy on juniors doesn't quite fit your status!"
Ye Ling looked into the dark night and spoke, clearly implying something.
Hearing this, Cai'er paused, stunned.
And Long Haochen, hearing this, also looked around with some surprise. With his perception, he had indeed vaguely sensed someone nearby, but wasn't certain. Ye Ling's words now perfectly confirmed it.
After a long moment, a figure materialized in the sky, dressed in assassin robes, wearing a mask, with an indifferent gaze looking forward.
The newcomer was none other than the Vice-Hall Master of the Assassin Temple, Ying Sui Feng.
An eighth-rank peak expert, an Emperor Assassin just one step away from entering the ninth rank of Xia Zhe (Hero/Knight-Errant).
He was somewhat surprised. The Ye Ling before him was merely a third-rank junior, yet he could actually detect his presence. Truly somewhat outrageous.
However, he ignored Ye Ling and looked at Cai'er, saying, "Cai'er, stop fooling around. It's time to leave."
Hearing this, Cai'er instinctively bared her teeth. Her expression was quite cute, but one could sense she was very unwilling.
At the same time, she was also worried.
Seriously, this was Ying Sui Feng! Usually, Ying Sui Feng was the strictest with her, so she knew just how powerful he truly was.
Ye Ling, or rather the three of them, were definitely no match for him!
However, Cai'er would absolutely not let Ying Sui Feng harm Ye Ling. If he wanted to harm him, he would have to step over her dead body!
Cai'er didn't know why she cared so much about Ye Ling. Perhaps it was the magical feeling from Ye Ling's earlier princess carry and carrying her on his back that made Cai'er feel this way.
Hearing this, Ying Sui Feng felt very helpless. He really didn't want to do this.
But he had no choice.
"Since you don't plan to come with me willingly, then I have no other option," Ying Sui Feng sighed. Then, his figure flashed, but his target wasn't Sheng Cai'er, but Ye Ling standing behind Sheng Cai'er!
His speed was so fast that even Sheng Cai'er, the Daughter of Samsara, couldn't detect it immediately.
But!
Ye Ling was different.
The moment Ying Sui Feng activated his aura, he reacted. He brought out the Angelic Holy Sword, his gaze cold. He abruptly turned, meeting the attack with the Angelic Holy Sword, facing Ying Sui Feng with the flat of the blade.
Instantly, Ying Sui Feng's hand-knife strike hit it. In that instant, the Angelic Holy Sword flashed with a dense aura of light. The divine artifact-level aura hidden within instantly repelled Ying Sui Feng.
Ying Sui Feng had no ability to resist. He was instantly struck by the light. Even with his eighth-rank peak strength, he couldn't fight back. He was instantly sent flying nearly a hundred meters, crashing heavily onto a mountain. Rocks collapsed, nearly hitting Ying Sui Feng, but luckily he blocked them in time.
Cai'er came back to her senses. Seeing this scene, her small face went slack, her beautiful eyes wide open, as if witnessing something incredible.
Seriously, this was Ying Sui Feng, an eighth-rank Emperor Assassin!
Even a ninth-rank powerhouse would have to be extremely cautious when facing Ying Sui Feng, yet he was sent flying by such a junior?
"Brother Ye is mighty!" Long Haochen, seeing this from the side, didn't think too much and just started cheering.
On the distant mountain, Ying Sui Feng climbed out from the pile of rocks, looking ahead with horrified eyes. He was somewhat bewildered, not knowing what exactly to say.
He had recognized that last move. Ye Ling was just a third-rank Knight. But it was precisely because of this that he was bewildered. Could a third-rank Knight be this terrifying?
Was this even human?
The power he had just sensed, even many ninth-rank powerhouses couldn't give him such a feeling!
Freakish!
Truly freakish!
However, after this, Ying Sui Feng didn't dare to make another move.
This was too strange.
"Kid, you're quite good." Ying Sui Feng's speed was fast. Ye Ling and the others hadn't left; they were still waiting in the same spot. Running was useless.
Rather than running away pointlessly, it was better to stay put.
"Senior, you're not bad either. Taking that hit and still being mostly unharmed," Ye Ling looked at Ying Sui Feng's disheveled state and teased him a bit. These words also made Ying Sui Feng's usually calm face show a trace of shame.
Being made so miserable by a junior was truly embarrassing. Even Cai'er had never embarrassed him like this!
However, Ye Ling wasn't particularly interested in Ying Sui Feng. Ying Sui Feng was just an eighth-rank peak assassin. Although he had a significant role in the original story, he wasn't a ninth-rank powerhouse like Long Xingyu, unable to grant a sign-in opportunity.
So he chose to fish!
"You..." Ying Sui Feng almost choked hearing Ye Ling's "praise," but continued, "However, I must take Cai'er away, no matter the cost!"
"Then, Senior, I'd like to ask," Ye Ling followed the lead, "What is your relationship with Cai'er? Just superior and subordinate, right? Then how can you override her wishes?"
"Can you contact her parents, the ones with blood relations? Otherwise, I can't possibly let her go."
Ye Ling stated.
Hearing this, Ying Sui Feng paused. Where could he find Cai'er's parents?
Could he even summon them?
"This old man is Cai'er's grandfather. Is that acceptable, little friend?"
Suddenly, from the side, a voice emerged.
A powerhouse walked over from the distance, dressed in a black robe, with a white beard, silently looking at Ye Ling, the speaker.
The newcomer was none other than Sheng Yue!
Sheng Cai'er's great-grandfather!
The current Hall Master of the Assassin Temple!
And he, conveniently, could trigger the sign-in system.
[Detected specific powerhouse, Sheng Yue of Grafting Flowers onto Trees. Sign-in available.
Does the host wish to sign in?]
(End of this chapter)