Chapter 709 – Impostors

Yan Tianhen thought something was wrong. He frowned and stared at Lord Yuxu. “You are not Youshan Lingyu at all, and you don’t have to guess my identity either. What do you want to do here?”

Lord Yuxu replied, “Of course, I want to do… What I want to do most ah. I’ll kill a fake like you first, then grab Shixiong, and let him cultivate evil Qi together with me, then completely destroy this boring and indifferent world, and then form the rules anew. Don’t you think my idea is very great?”

Yan Tianhen: “….”

What the hell are you talking about?

Yan Tianhen snorted coldly, “He wouldn’t want to do this with you. He likes me, not you. Even if you flirt in front of him, he won’t look at you even once. He’ll even think that you’re not a good person and loathe you twice as much!”

Yan Tianhen deliberately made such vicious remarks. Firstly, he wanted to vent his anger over being impersonated. Secondly, he also wanted to annoy Lord Yuxu and find out exactly what he wanted to do.

As expected, Lord Yuxu’s face sank. The whip in his hand crackled as he bit his lower lip. He stared at Yan Tianhen with venomous and resentful eyes. “He once promised me. He once told me that his feelings for me were different from those of others. He also said that in the future, Dao Zu would successfully ascend and the Nine Lands would be stable. Lian Hua would take over the position of Dao Zu and become the new leader of Spirit Sect. After everything was settled, if I still loved him and was willing to be with him, he would take me away, regardless of secular comments and regardless of anyone’s obstruction. We would be looking for a beautiful place, or travel to all parts of the Nine Lands, walk all over the world and see this land… He must be with me. He can only be with me! What kind of thing are you? How dare you compete with me for Shixiong!”

After hearing this, not only did Yan Tianhen not find Lord Yuxu’s words frightening, but he even found it very funny.

He couldn’t help laughing uproariously. “I already told you that you’re a fake, but you still don’t believe it and are even dreaming about such an unrealistic dream. Did Chang Sheng ever say such a thing in his life? He is so old-fashioned and cold. Do you think he will say such touching words to you? Don’t joke around anymore. Come on, who sent you?”

Yan Tianhen naturally didn’t believe it.

Back then, if Chang Sheng had shown his love to him like this and promised him so many years and beautiful days in the future, then even if he had to climb through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, even if he fought against Dao Zu to the death, even if he abandoned his cultivation and started anew, even if he wouldn’t be able to cultivate to Sky Realm again all his life–

He would still never break his lifelong promise with Chang Sheng.

He had fantasized before that after listening to his confession, Chang Sheng would suddenly wake up and find that he was actually the best person. Chang Sheng would take the initiative to express his love, but in the end, a dream was still a dream. It was nothing more than a fantasy formed from his extreme unwillingness to accept reality.

It was too laughable. Truly too laughable. It’s the most ridiculous thing in the world!

Unexpectedly, Lord Yuxu suddenly became so angry that he pulled the whip back, then threw it at Yan Tianhen again. “Whether he said it or not — how can you know better than me? You are just a bitch who occupied my rightful place. Die!”

“I just won’t die. What can you do to me?” Yan Tianhen immediately became angry. He saw a guy pretending to be himself, but the other party even claimed that his sweetheart had said those gentle words to him, which made Yan Tianhen feel like he’d swallowed thunderbolt bombs.

Yan Tianhen deliberately pulled Lord Yuxu away from the two people. He always had a feeling that the impostor probably harbored bad intentions. If he was allowed to approach them, he might just ruin things.

Lord Yuxu’s goal was to keep an eye on Yan Tianhen.

The two fought in full swing. The world faded, and the whole Dragon Tomb was crumbling.

The harder they fought, the more alarmed Yan Tianhen felt — although Lord Yuxu was a fake, his cultivation, his moves, and even some of his minor habits were almost the same as him: it seemed that this person was his shadow.

And Lord Yuxu also felt the same.

He and Yan Tianhen exchanged another hundred moves. After breaking a dragon bone, they suddenly stopped. The two faced each other and glared at each other.

The black veil on Lord Yuxu’s face had fallen down, and a face that could be called flirtatious suddenly appeared in front of Yan Tianhen.

“How is that possible? How can you use my skills?” Lord Yuxu was obviously more angry and confused than Yan Tianhen. On the tip of his clenched finger, his fingernails had turned white with strength. His face was ugly as he asked in disbelief, “Who exactly are you?”

Yan Tianhen cursed in his heart and gritted his teeth. “How the hell do I know? Who exactly are you? You can’t possibly be Youshan Lingyu!”

“Why can’t I possibly be him? Don’t tell me that you’re Lingyu?” After Lord Yuxu finished speaking, he was stunned, realizing something. His expression was like a ghost. “You! You are an impostor. You actually want to pretend to be me and deceive Chang Sheng’s feelings. I will kill you today!”

Yan Tianhen: “…”

He was the real one, but someone labelled him as fake and even threatened to beat and kill him. Can he endure this? Most certainly not.

However, if you say that Lord YuXu is pretending, it also doesn’t look like it. But no matter what, just fight first.

The two looked at each other and determined that they were enemies. They were extremely furious and immediately used all their strength to fight. They truly intended to murder each other and have the other party remain here forever.

………

Dragon Tomb Holy Land, in the desert.

Although Lin Xuanzhi’s cultivation was forcibly suppressed to Earth Realm’s Major Perfection Stage, for a certain period of time, it would be no problem to deal with these countless evil creatures. What’s more, everyone had previous experience in the sea of ice. They had already found the trick to fighting evil spirits–

Even if they didn’t add spiritual blood to their weapons, as long as the core in the center of the monsters’ foreheads was completely crushed, the evil creatures would also be eliminated. However, this was a test of the disciples’ Dao attainments and actual combat experience.

Although most of the disciples of the Longyao clan had never experienced too many actual battles, they were part of the Nine Lands’ Divine Clans after all. The requirements for the disciples in the clan were quite strict. Not only did they have frequent tests, but they also had to go to dangerous — but not deadly — places to gain experience, and some would even take turns to perform military service on the border between the human world and the demon world.

Therefore, it wasn’t like the disciples of the Longyao clan had no fighting experience whatsoever. They wouldn’t only cry and complain when they see evil creatures in a critical moment. Even if they couldn’t kill the evil spirits in one shot, they were all willing to rush to fight with these monsters.

In addition, these cultivators who were selected by the disciples to enter the Dragon Tomb Holy Land together with them to grab the position of Crown Prince all had outstanding talent, so it wasn’t like they had a zero chance of victory against these evil creatures.

It’s just that there are too many evil creatures, and it was easy for people to feel tired and desperate when they rushed at everyone, wave after wave. When will it end?

They weren’t afraid of a strong enemy, but of the endless fighting. After all, they are still human beings, and as long as they are human, the moment when their spiritual Qi becomes exhausted again, the despair and fear of the unknown they would feel in that instant are the deadliest.

Fortunately, the evil creatures here were not as inexhaustible as the ones in the sea of ice before. After several small explosive waves, the number had slowly decreased.

“There are fewer evil creatures! Everyone, charge!”

“Kill them! Don’t give them a chance to regenerate!”

“Everyone, cheer up! It’s almost the last wave. Charge!” The disciples instantly became excited, killing the enemies even more bravely.

An hour later, the evil creatures that crawled out of the yellow sand were almost wiped out. Lin Xuanzhi flew up and held Zhige in midair to display a technique in the 《Teal Lotus Nine Styles》that killed a group of enemies at once, raining down lotus flowers on them.

The cyan-gold light was full of instant glory, almost illuminating the entire desert. Before everyone had time to close their eyes, they heard the harsh screams of “Ahhhhhh” coming from all directions, almost breaking their eardrums.

Everyone present hurriedly covered their ears, or chanted spells to block these voices out. Those with lighter Dao attainments couldn’t resist in time. They vomited and felt dizzy.

After the light disappeared, the wind and sand stopped abruptly, and they all looked around; there were scattered limbs and corpses, and those evil creatures were completely wiped out by this move.

The cultivators who came back to themselves all looked at Lin Xuanzhi with both admiration and horror. He was like a god descending to the world. Some even knelt down on the spot with their legs weakened. Nobody knew if they were scared or shocked.

Fu Li picked at his ears and said, “Huarong Sword Venerable, say something in advance, so that we can guard ourselves a little.”

“And let the evil spirits also raise their guards?” Lin Xuanzhi asked indifferently.

Fu Li said with a faint smile, “That’s not likely. The brains of those evil creatures don’t seem to be very good. They don’t understand people’s words, but Huarong Sword Venerable–Huh?” Fu Li made a strange sound.

The disciples who were originally shocked into vomiting blood actually sat down cross-legged in succession. They held their swords and began to absorb the spiritual Qi in the Dragon Tomb. Their complexions gradually became ruddy, which was much better than their previous appearance of being excited and haggard from the fierce battle.

“What did you do just now?” Fu Li asked curiously.

“If you come into contact with too many evil creatures, you will unconsciously inhale the evil Qi.” Lin Xuanzhi said quietly, “I simply helped them recover.”

Priest Fu Li’s cultivation base was unfathomably high, so naturally, he wasn’t affected by such a small amount of evil Qi.

That last move, Lotus Rain, had the effect of purging the turbidity and clearing away impurities. Not only could it kill the evil creatures, but it could also cleanse the evil Qi those disciples inhaled into their bodies. But this move consumed a lot of spiritual Qi, so Lin Xuanzhi wouldn’t use it lightly if this wasn’t a critical juncture.

Fu Li was stunned. He stared at Lin Xuanzhi’s face carved like ice and snow. “Huarong Sword Venerable seems to understand evil creatures very well? I’ve lived for so many years, but I haven’t heard any news about evil creatures. Naturally, I don’t know how to fight evil creatures and how to use my skills to expel evil Qi. However, Huarong Sword Venerable seems very experienced in these matters.”

There was a hidden meaning behind his words.

Many cultivators looked at Lin Xuanzhi.

Lin Xuanzhi looked at Fu Li. “Why? Are you blaming me for being knowledgeable just because you are ignorant and inexperienced?”

Fu Li: “…”