Nine Yang Sword Saint - Chapter 169: Demon Woman Killing Yang Dingtian!

Chapter 169: Demon Woman Killing Yang Dingtian!

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“Only fire burns the heart. Only ice seals the heart. Only wind moves the heart. Only lightning splits the heart. Only gold strengthens the heart…”

“Afraid of harm from the five elements, and there will be no restraining of the self amid this sea of suffering. Even with a body made of bones and flesh, I will appear to be made of steel…”

As Yang Dingtian immersed himself in the qi around him, he could feel a very refreshing energy channeling through him. It was first through his meridian, then through his qi vessel.

Yang Dingtian didn’t know for how long he was here. It was perhaps several minutes, or even several hours. Anyways, he calmed himself and watched as the air was filled with qi, and the cloud it created slowly began to inflate as every moment passed by.

As there was so much qi gathering in the air, Yang Dingtian could even see them jumping up and down in waves. And it’s not just the air. The qi inside his meridian, too, was moving so vigorously.

He was having a breakthrough. All it took was one meditation session. Yang Dingtian didn’t know what a secret realm was, but it didn’t take him much time at all to realize its splendid powers.

While Yang Dingtian was looking inside his qi vessel, a golden ray of light flashed across his face and took over his senses. All the meridians in his body were entering into a temporary state of rest.

By the time Yang Dingtian came to his senses, he could feel even more qi entering through his body. And although he had drained all the essence off the center of the hall room, there were still tiny specks of energy that were gathering from all directions. Yang Dingtian actually did it. He had a breakthrough just now!

He had thought about it before, but he didn’t expect to become a six star Mystic Martial Artist so fast. Something like that usually took about two to three months, but he was able to do it in just a few hours.

It was frightening. Was this what a secret realm could do? That was just way too broken.

Yang Dingtian wanted to celebrate, but before he opened his eyes, he felt a chill in his spine.

As he turned his head back, he could see Dugu Fengwu staring at him like some kind of predatory animal.

He didn’t expect her to be here, to be honest. He didn’t think she would come back for him. Also, how long had she been looking at him?

Yang Dingtian tried to keep a straight face, “You found an exit?” Dugu Fengwu nodded, “There are five rooms behind every door in this place. Gold. Fire. Ice. Thunder. Wind. No matter which door you choose, you’ll reach the bottom of the sea once you finish the trial. I’ve explored all of them except the thunder. Whoever made that one has to be some kind of sadistic creep.”

Yang Dingtian said, “Oh, so there is a way out of this place. That’s great. You can leave this palace now.” Dugu Fengwu wasn’t following, though. She was talking at her own pace, in a somewhat nonchalant manner.

“My, take a look around you. Strange, isn’t it? This Five Elements Hall doesn’t do anything for me, but the way it’s built… It’s like this whole place was designed for you. Once you get out of here, your ability will be on a whole new dimension than before. I can tell you that much.”

“Oh, right. I guess I’m pretty lucky,” Yang Dingtian said carefully, “So, why are you still here?”

“Well, to kill you, of course,” Dugu Fengwu replied, but Yang Dingtian was, really, more tired than scared. He was getting sick of getting death threats from the same person over and over again.

“How about you say something more creative?” Yang Dingtian asked powerlessly.

Unlike her usual self, however, Dugu Fengwu wasn’t offended in the least. In fact, her smile was only stretching wider, and her voice was becoming softer.

“Oh yeah, by the way,” Dugu Fengwu asked in a bizarrely warm tone, “You have a lot of unfinished business, don’t you? How about I do them for you?” To think about it, Yang Dingtian had never seen Dugu Fengwu acting like this.

Yang Dingtian paused for a bit, then shook his head, “Uh, no. And why would I want you to fulfill my dreams? They’re mine. Not yours.”

“Oh, really?” Dugu Fengwu smiled, “You don’t want me to kill Ximen Ju? What about saving Ximen Yanyan? Come on, just one thing. As of now, apart from defeating Dongfang Bingling, I’m willing to do any one thing you ask me to do.”

Yang Dingtian shook his head, “Everything you’ve just said is for me to do.”

“I’m sorry, but you won’t be able to do them,” Dugu Fengwu said patiently, “I know I’ve said it so many times, but I’m really going to kill you.”

Yang Dingtian narrowed his eyes for a bit, and after taking a long look at Dugu Fengwu, he finally spoke in a very slow tone. “Are you being serious?”

Dugu Fengwu nodded, “Mmm, hmmm. Yeah, I’m pretty serious about it.”

Dugu Fengwu continued, “I know I’m losing credit here, but I meant it every time I said I was going to kill you. Before we got to this place, I had all the opportunities I wanted, but I kept my hands off you because I needed the Fire Immunity Chilling Pearl from you. And now that we’re here, my plan was spare you until you can help me find an exit, which means, well, I don’t have any more excuses. I’m already done crafting my youngling sword.”

“And why now?” Yang Dingtian asked again. “I can feel it,” Dugu Fengwu explained, “I don’t know just what exactly you are, Yang Dingtian, but your existence will bring destruction to the Evil Dao.”

“There is an unlimited amount of potential in your mystic meridian. Otherwise, you would’ve never learned the Hidden Sect’s sword art when I was just toying with you. You would’ve never crafted a better youngling sword than mine when you’re just a five star Mystic Martial Artist.”

“A five star Mystic Martial Artist, that’s all I thought you were, but now you’ve found yourself a secret realm to train in. If I let you out of this place alive, it wouldn’t take more than a year for you to become one of our worst enemies. Do you understand what I am saying here? If you get out of this place, everything that’s going to happen next will be my responsibility to take.”

As though unwilling to admit it, Dugu Fengwu drew a long, deep breath before she went on.

“Anyway, you’ll probably catch up to me in five years. In ten years, you’ll probably be better than me. In fifteen or twenty years, there’s a chance that you’ll become invincible, and the Evil Dao will have another obstacle to overcome before we regain our past glory.”

Yang Dingtian wasn’t saying anything. He was just staring at Dugu Fengwu as she was speaking.

“You had a breakthrough just then, and that took you no more than a day. Someone like you is too dangerous to be left alive,” Dugu Fengwu said coldly, “You’ve saved my life twice before, but the decision has been made. That being said, even someone as cruel as me would find it hard to kill someone who’s saved my life before, so here is the deal: if you ask me to help you with any unfinished business, it’s going to make me a lot less guilty when I kill you.”

Yang Dingtian shook his head, “Just kill me. I’m not going to ask you to do anything for me.”

“Oh, but you have to!” Dugu Fengwu persisted, “I will be haunted for the rest of my life if I just end you like this. You’ve saved my life twice before, so, please! Ask me a favor before you die, and it’ll be much easier for me to end you right here.”

Yang Dingtian took out his youngling sword from the storage ring. Then, as he pointed it towards Dugu Fengwu, he shook his head once more.

“I don’t want you to help me with anything,” Yang Dingtian said firmly.

Dugu Fengwu, too, revealed her sword. The smile on her face vanished and became a cold, murderous expression.

“Okay, then. I won’t ask again,” Dugu Fengwu said slowly, then leaped forward with her sword thrusting towards Yang Dingtian.

Instead of blocking the attack, Yang Dingtian raised his staff and went straight for Dugu Fengwu’s head, but the instinctual fear he was feeling was making his body very slow to react.

In contrast, Dugu Fengwu was very quick. Within a split of a second, the tip of her sword had already reached Yang Dingtian’s throat. There wasn’t much Yang Dingtian could do, really.

Dugu Fengwu didn’t finish her job, though. She did land a strike into Yang Dingtian’s flesh. Yet, instead of making the wound deeper, she stopped for a while, and after a few seconds, she decided to withdraw her blade.

“No, no, no, no… This won’t do,” Dugu Fengwu said with a troubled look on her face, “I’ll ask you one last time, Yang Dingtian. Did you, or did you not, violate me on that day at the Ten Thousand Blood Pool?”

As he could feel his body becoming colder, Yang Dingtian really wasn’t bothered to answer the question.

“You have to answer me. This is important,” Dugu Fengwu demanded. “You want a reason to kill me?” Yang Dingtian sneered, “Fine. I did violate you on that day. I violated you, and I violated you more than once. More than you could imagine, by the way.”

Dugu Fengwu paused for a bit. After staring into Yang Dingtian’s eyes for a bit longer, she suddenly looked down and shook her head.

“So, you really didn’t violate me,” Dugu Fengwu closed her eyes in anguish. She really couldn’t persuade herself to kill Yang Dingtian here.

Yang Dingtian was half-wishing it to be a quick finish, but Dugu Fengwu was becoming even more uncertain now. She knew she must kill Yang Dingtian here, but how was she going to do it without any guilt?

“I got it,” Dugu Fengwu said after walking around for ten minutes, then proceeded to take off her clothes.

Yang Dingtian wasn’t sure what was happening, but Dugu Fengwu was very fast at stripping herself off. In less than a second, the top half of her body was already bare naked, and there was nothing to cover those white, firm breasts and slender waist of hers.

After she was done with her top, Dugu Fengwu took off her undergarments and revealed her round, moon-like hips. Her legs and even her pink, soft privates were all for Yang Dingtian to see.

“If I can’t find a reason to kill you, I can just give you my body,” Dugu Fengwu said as she suddenly pushed Yang Dingtian to the ground, after which she immediately pried his clothes away.

“Back off, you crazy woman!” Yang Dingtian screamed as he swung his youngling sword in the air, “Do whatever you want to do to yourself, just don’t drag me into it!”

Despite his best efforts, Yang Dingtian couldn’t do anything to prevent himself from such humiliation. In an almost effortless manner, Dugu Fengwu flicked away Yang Dingtian’s sword and ripped off all his clothing. She didn’t even flinch a bit when she was sitting on top of him with her legs open.

Then, with a press of her finger, Dugu Fengwu activated a pressure point at Yang Dingtian’s lower abdomen, to which an immense heat burst out of Yang Dingtians’ lower half.

While caressing the firm, hot thing with her hand, Dugu Fengwu opened up her legs and sat right on top of Yang Dingtian. It was like she had no such experience before, but she also wasn’t afraid of knowing the taste of a man.

Yang Dingtian was not in the mood at all, but he could feel himself getting bigger as his thing dug deeper inside Dugu Fengwu. Then, as it was about to reach the end, Dugu Fengwu started shaking her hips like an animal in heat.

What a joke. After spreading so many rumors about how Yang Dingtian had defiled her, this demon woman decided to violate him in the end.

The quicker Dugu Fengwu became, the more rushed the two started to breathe, and the redder and hotter their bodies became. That being said, their eyes were still stone cold as they looked at each other.

Dugu Fengwu suddenly spoke, “Why not just enjoy yourself now? Better to have some fun before you go, wouldn’t you agree?”

Without waiting for Yang Dingtian’s reply, Dugu Fengwu closed her eyes and let out a sharp cry. Her voice was becoming more shameless as every second passed by.

“Ah…”

Like a swan shot by an arrow, Dugu Fengwu raised her neck and moaned towards the sky. Her whole body was straightened completely, and the vibration wasn’t pausing for even a second.

“Ahh…”

After being like this for twenty seconds, Dugu Fengwu dropped herself on top of Yang Dingtian’s chest.

“So, this is what tasting a man feels like…” Dugu Fengwu said to herself with a slightly raised voice, “I suppose even a monk should have some idea of what meat tastes like. Alright, bye-bye now! I won’t make it painful for you…”