I’m Actually a Cultivation Bigshot - Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Can You Kill Him?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Splash!

It was raining cats and dogs with no sign of stopping!

The rain washed away pools of blood on the floor.

The Holy Emperor glanced at all the dead bodies and waved his arm. Fireballs flew out of thin air and burned the dead bodies into ashes.

Liu Rusheng watched unfathomably. He went blank like he had lost his soul. He let the rain drip on his face as he felt a chilling fear grow within him.

“Lunatics! You’re all a bunch of lunatics!”

He was mystified. He thought he was dreaming. He yelled at the top of his lungs, “Do you know who I am? I am Liu Rusheng from the Liu Family. My family has Immortals!”

“It doesn’t matter even if your dad is an Immortal!” The Holy Emperor glared at him and choked him.

Zhou Dacheng said, “Let’s go, we have to report back to the expert.”

“Ex…expert?” Liu Rusheng heard a buzz and was terrified. He asked as he trembled, “He’s not an ordinary man? Who is he? Why are you doing this?”

Qin Manyun glanced at him as she replied coldly, “He’s someone the Liu Family shouldn’t be messing with! A being beyond your comprehension!”

Liu Rusheng’s eyes were wide as he squeaked, “You’re lying! How would someone like that exist in the Immortal Realm? My ancestors were Immortals. Is he better than Immortals?”

Qin Manyun said, “Immortals have to bow down to the expert!”

Liu Rusheng was hysterical. “No way! You’re bluffing. Do you think you can scare me? I’m the rich kid of the Liu Family. I bet you won’t dare to kill me.”

“Stupidity is a curse, so shut up!” Zhou Dacheng glared at Liu Rusheng like he was looking at a dead man.

The three of them blocked his mouth and ignored him. They rushed toward Li Nianfan.

They were extremely nervous when they got to the door. They were shaking like kids who made a mistake and were waiting for their parents to punish them.

Qin Manyun sighed softly and said, “We messed up this time. We allowed a random guy to ruin the expert’s mood.”

The Holy Emperor looked anxious, too. They escorted Li Nianfan on this trip but they failed to provide a perfect environment and experience for the expert. He felt guilty. He felt like he deserved to die.

Zhou Dacheng said, “It’s too late now. We just have to apologize to the expert and try to make amends.”

They tossed Liu Rusheng at the door and knocked.

Creak!

Luo Shiyu opened the door and looked at the three of them. She made a shushing gesture and let them in.

The three of them did not dare to breathe loudly. They tiptoed in quietly like burglars.

Li Nianfan stood next to a table with a Xuan paper in front of him. He was holding a calligraphy brush. His gaze was as deep as the galaxy, emitting an endless powerful aura.

They took a look and felt their hearts beating like crazy. Their hairs stood on ends as they felt danger.

Daji was polishing the ink obediently at the side.

They were salivating because they were anxious, but they did not even dare to gulp, afraid of making any noise.

Cold sweat dripped from their foreheads.

It felt like a century had passed in a single moment.

Li Nianfan was blindingly powerful like an amazing sword.

Brush!

On-point writing!

“Ten steps per kill, leave no trail behind! Genocide route is done, so leave with honor!”

Bam!

This short poem was violent.

The room felt dangerous. The Holy Emperor and the rest could not breathe. A chill went down their spines as they went stiff.

Cold!

It was terrifyingly cold!

They were afraid!

They looked at the poem and imagined a river of blood, a raging war, and piles of dead bodies.

How many people would one have to kill to write something so disturbing?!

“So, what do you all think about my writing?”

Li Nianfan snapped them back into reality. They shivered as though they had gone to hell and back.

After a while of silence, Zhou Dacheng forced himself to speak up. “Mr. Li’s writing is the best I’ve ever seen. I don’t think anyone can match your level.”

Li Nianfan sighed and said, “Too bad my writing can’t kill anyone!”

Everyone jolted. Here it comes!

The expert had not let this go!

The Holy Emperor and Luo Shiyu looked at each other with fear in their eyes. They knew he meant something else.

They thought about that night. The Demon Man was killed by his writing!

The violence in this poem was stronger than any of his past writing!

Such ferocity.

Who was the expert…trying to kill?

Qin Manyun took a deep breath and said anxiously, “Mr. Li, we took care of those scum.”

Li Nianfan was not surprised. He asked, “Was it a lot of trouble?”

Qin Manyun hurriedly replied, “They’re just a bunch of useless thugs, so we did whatever we wanted to with them. Mr. Li, how can we relieve your anger?”

Li Nianfan was silent for a while. Then, he said in a low voice, “If that’s the case…can you kill him?”

He was livid. That was why he wrote the poem.

He was worried that Daji would be hurt.

That guy crossed the line!

He was an ordinary man so he could not take instant revenge. However…he was not going to be the better man and forgive him!

Everyone jumped and said at the same time, “Yes! Of course, we can kill him! We can kill him anytime!”

Li Nianfan glanced at Daji and said, “Everyone, please, help me kill him then. Also, will anyone seek revenge after this?”

He was worried because he was just an ordinary man. He was not afraid of running into trouble, but he was afraid that trouble would come looking for him. It would be bad if they were targeted.

Qin Manyun and the others looked at each other understandingly and said, “Don’t worry, Mr. Li. We promise to deal with it. No one will come seeking revenge after.”

“Good. Apologies for all the trouble.” Li Nianfan sighed in relief and smiled.

Qin Manyun hurriedly said, “You’re so courteous, Mr. Li. It’s not a big deal. Also, we’re the ones who brought you here, so it’s natural for us to ensure your wellbeing!”