Chapter 93: The Framing Plot

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Li Sanba roared in pain continuously, but there was no trace of fear or weakness in his eyes. Instead, he continued to wave his mace, smashing it solidly, blow after blow.

Because he hated Li Sanba for smashing him back with a club earlier, Poison Eagle Zong Wuji grinned viciously, displaying his power ful assassin movement techniques. He kept dancing around Li Sanba to tease him, as if he wanted to use his claws to cut Li Sanba into a thousand pieces and skin him alive to vent his hatred.

The name Poison Eagle did not come entirely from his Poison Claws; more than that, it was because his personality was sinister and vicious, seeking revenge for the smallest grievance. He especially liked to torture his enemies in a bloody and brutal manner when he had the absolute advantage.

Yang Tieshan and several other Personal Guards attacked in anger, but they were all torn or stabbed by Poison Eagle’s sharp claws, falling to the ground and convulsing, their lives unknown.

“Stop.” Filled with anger, Li Baobao finally could not hold back. She held her sword and danced out a sword flower, stabbing straight at him.

“Heh heh.” Zong Wuji’s sinister face seemed to twist with excitement from torturing his enemy. He thrust his claws forward, and with two clangs, he knocked Li Baobao’s long sword away. He sneered with disdain and said, “No sharpness, no accuracy. Miss Li, you really are just a flower pillow.”

When her long sword flew away, Li Baobao’s arm went numb. Under his mockery, her face flushed red, but she had Fighting Qi without the strength to use it. Watching Lei Qing’s unknown fate, and watching those Personal Guards—who were born as bandits but were deeply loyal—suffer heavy wounds or die miserably one by one, Li Baobao was attacked by rage in her heart. She hated only that she had no strength, no power.

“You stop, let them go. Don’t you just want to kill me? Kill me, and then leave.” Li Baobao said with a cold face.

“Heh heh, a great beauty like you, how could I bear to kill you before I’ve had enough fun? I see by your look, you seem to have fallen for that bandit named Lei. Before he dies, I want to play with you right in front of him until you beg for death.” Zong Wuji laughed heartily, as if all his malice had vanished, and slashed a claw at Li Baobao. There was no killing intent, presumably intending to tear her clothes.

Just as Li Baobao was panic-stricken and her legs went weak.

“Clang clang.”

Two pitch-black daggers, like two fangs probing quietly from the darkness, blocked that malicious claw. Zuo Qianqian, her delicate body wrapped in black Nether Fighting Qi, appeared in front of Li Baobao as if she were an illusion, and whispered, “Sister Baobao, you go first, I will hold him off.”

Two daggers danced up and down in her fair fingers, drawing out dazzling dagger flowers. This showed that her mastery of daggers had reached an impressive level. Her usual watery eyes were now as sharp as blades, staring at Zong Wuji like a poisonous snake.

“Huh?” Zong Wuji seemed to have discovered a new continent, sneering with some surprise, “A girl with such little presence, after fighting for so long, I didn’t pay much attention to you. Obviously, you are well-versed in the way of the assassin and learned some special Fighting Qi Techniques. Talented, interesting. How long have you been cultivating Nether Fighting Qi?”

At this moment, Zuo Qianqian really did not want to pay attention to this perverted and vicious character, Zong Wuji. But she caught a glimpse of Lei Qing seeming to move, so she calmly began to stall for time and said, “About half a year.”

“Good talent, good willpower. Looking at your eyes, you seem to have killed people, and not a few. You are good seedling for an assassin.” Zong Wuji suddenly had the thought of recruiting talent, gradually put away the sneer on his face, and said seriously, “With your talent, following that pretty boy who is bound to die is a waste. Why not join our Ten Thousand Eagles Stream and become my, Zong Wuji’s, disciple.” However, his words were truthful. To cultivate to Black Iron Peak in just half a year was impossible without talent, willpower, and even resource support.

His words made Zuo Qianqian feel sick. But she was a clever little girl, and following Lei Qing for a long time, she had learned various tricks. So she deliberately blinked her big, watery eyes and said with some interest, “Being your disciple, what benefits do I get? Also, Sister Baobao has no grudge against you, why do you want to deal with her?”

“Haha, being my disciple, there are many benefits. I cultivate Wind Fighting Qi. Once there is a Nether System Crystal Core, it will naturally be provided to my disciple first.” Zong Wuji laughed loudly, “As for why I want to kill Li Baobao, they are all going to die anyway, so it doesn’t hurt to tell you. Her existence hinders the future of some people. It just so happened that such an incident occurred, and someone is acting as a scapegoat to bear Li Qianlong’s wrath.”

Li Baobao’s flushed face turned pale. With her intelligence, how could she not understand such an obvious hint? Her delicate body trembled with anger and sadness, looking as if she might fall at any moment. Uncle, cousin. Why, why would you disregard family affection for the position of the association heir?

What a calculation, killing two birds with one stone, and framing it on Jiangdong.

“You want me to be your disciple, that’s fine, as long as you are willing to let Sister Baobao and Brother Lei go, I will agree.” Zuo Qianqian was both stalling for time and seeking another hope for survival.

“Heh heh, although I, Poison Eagle Zong Wuji, have a bad reputation, if I promise something to someone, I will definitely do it.” Poison Eagle Zong Wuji sneered repeatedly, “Good girl, don’t waste time on these meaningless people. Come back with me obediently, and I guarantee your future will be boundless. Maybe, among the Gold-rank expert seats, there will be a place for you.”

“If Brother Lei dies, even if I become a Gold-rank expert, what is the point?” Zuo Qianqian said with a determined look, “You either let them go, or you kill me along with them.”

“Good, good, good. I, Poison Eagle Zong Wuji, have really never been threatened like this before.” A cold light flashed in Zong Wuji’s eyes, his figure moved, and his poison claw stabbed towards Zuo Qianqian, “What use is there for such a disobedient disciple?”

Suddenly, a thunder seemed to explode steeply behind Zong Wuji’s ear. With his keen perception, he naturally knew that a sword was stabbing from behind at an extremely fast speed. If he insisted on killing Zuo Qianqian, he would likely be pierced through the back by that sword.

With no choice, Zong Wuji immediately spun around and thrust out his claws to block that lightning-fast sword. He saw that kid named Lei, his face pale, his eyes showing no joy or sorrow. One move failed, yet another desperate move came at him.

Under Zong Wuji’s continuous blocks, he was slightly shocked in his heart. This kid’s vitality was too tenacious, wasn’t it? But his mouth kept sneering, “Kid, no matter how tough you are, so what? Not only are you injured, but you are also poisoned by me. Lie there obediently, and I can leave you a dog’s life. You heard and understood just now, I killed Li Baobao just to frame you, and I need to keep you alive. You better not be ungrateful. Obey me, and you still have a sliver of a chance to escape. Otherwise, I will cut off your legs and let you wait for death.”

But he did not know that not long ago, Lei Qing had just swallowed a Gold-rank Thunder Element Crystal Core directly into his stomach. Things like Crystal Cores were mysterious; they could help refine the body and shorten self-cultivation time. Similarly, they could also help people recover Fighting Qi during battle.

Lei Qing’s original intention was to swallow this Thunder Element Crystal Core to help replenish his severely depleted Fighting Qi. However, he had never tried a Gold-rank Crystal Core in his life.

The Thunder Element life power contained within, the essence and vigor of the energy, far exceeded his imagination. The energy of the same origin was stimulated by his Heavenly Thunder Fighting Qi, and automatically and consciously poured the essence and vigorous power into Lei Qing’s meridians continuously.

Lei Qing was just a Bronze Peak powerhouse, and his cultivation level was not very high. If he swallowed a Silver-rank Crystal Core, he would naturally be able to control and withstand it. But with a Gold-rank Crystal Core, that surging and majestic power was like river water bursting a dam, crazily washing through his meridians, body, and life factors.

While providing him with seemingly endless power, it also brought him incomparably intense pain. From his seven orifices, fresh blood flowed out steadily, making his whole person look hideous and extremely terrifying.

But now, he seemed like a beast that was completely angered and wounded, crazily pouring all his anger and power towards Zong Wuji.

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