"So what if you're crippled?"
"Who told you to deceive me earlier?"
The White-robed Youth casually blew on his fist, as if he had just crushed a dead dog. "This is the consequence of lying to me."
"You... you're so vicious," Li Tian said through gritted teeth, glaring at the White-robed Youth. He enunciated each word clearly: "I told you, we don't have any top-tier Immortal Artifacts. Why are you forcing us like this?"
"You don't?"
The White-robed Youth squinted and smiled, revealing a bloodthirsty expression. He waved his hand.
With a ripping sound, Li Di, who was next to Li Tian, had his hand violently torn off.
"Ahh!"
The searing pain made Li Di scream hysterically, his shoulder wound a horrifying sight.
But before he could steady himself, the White-robed Youth's attack came at Li Di again.
Swoosh!
Almost instantly, the White-robed Youth's fist pierced straight through Li Di's chest.
"Brother, ugh, it hurts so much, ugh, am I going to die?"
Li Di said tearfully. Looking at the ghastly wound in his chest, he stood trembling, at a loss for what to do.
The next moment, he fell straight to the ground.
"Second brother!"
"Ahh!"
"Ahhhhhhh!"
Seeing Li Di fall silent on the ground, Li Tian's eyes bulged, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.
His bloodshot eyes fixed a hateful gaze on the White-robed Youth before him, and he charged forward like a madman.
"You beast!"
"You beast, I'll fight you to the death!"
"Bang!"
Li Tian's punch was effortlessly caught by the White-robed Youth.
"Useless trash, you dare to fight me?"
The White-robed Youth spoke coldly, and delivered a heavy kick infused with Celestial Energy to Li Tian's chest.
"Bang!"
Li Tian was sent flying backwards.
He crashed heavily onto the ground, his chest caved in. He tried to get up but couldn't.
As he coughed violently, he even spat out fragments of his shattered internal organs.
"Hahaha..."
Seeing Li Tian only able to glare at him hatefully while struggling on the ground like a dying dog, the White-robed Youth burst into mocking laughter.
Behind him, the Old Man remained silent, coldly observing the scene.
"How does it feel? Now you know the consequences of deceiving me?"
The White-robed Youth walked over condescendingly to Li Ren, who had been crippled, and lightly placed his foot on Li Ren's hand.
Then he stomped down hard.
"Ahh!"
Li Ren, lying on the ground, let out an agonizing scream. His hand was crushed into the ground, becoming a bloody mess.
"You, you, you..."
Li Tian stared at the White-robed Youth like a fierce beast, breathing heavily, and said venomously: "You dare do this to us brothers, the Skull Lord and the others won't let you get away with this!"
"Skull Lord?"
"Hahaha!"
"I don't know where you useless trash came from, I've never even heard of him. How dare he call himself a lord?"
"Never mind that he's not here. Even if he were, if he doesn't hand over the top-tier Immortal Artifact to me, that so-called Skull Lord would end up no different from you useless lot."
"Hahaha..."
The White-robed Youth laughed mockingly, looking down at Li Tian sprawled on the ground.
"If you had obediently handed over the Immortal Artifact, this young master wouldn't have made things difficult for you."
"But you insisted on deceiving me."
"This young master hates being deceived the most, and I don't allow anyone to defy me."
"So you've brought this fate upon yourselves."
"However, this young master doesn't want to be ruthless. I'll give you one last chance. Bring out the top-tier Immortal Artifact yourself."
As he spoke, he casually extended his hand.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
