Dragon Blood Pellet
“Young Master Feng, we have arrived at my Young Master’s room. Do you have any other instructions, Young Master Feng?” After the guard brought Yun Che to the entrance of Murong Yi’s room, he bent at his waist, and said respectfully.
“I have something very important to discuss with Brother Murong. Stand guard here and stop anyone from coming in. Understand?”
After saying that, without even waiting for the guard’s reply, Yun Che had already pushed open the door and entered the room.
Murong Yi was lying sickly on the bed. With the heavy injuries he had sustained, he should not even think about getting out of bed for at least half a month. When he heard someone enter the room, he opened his eyes. But when he was about to flare up, he realized it was Feng Baiyi. His eyes shone instantly as he struggled to sit upright. “Baiyi, you came at such a late hour… Could it be that the deed has been done?”
“With both Xue Lang and I engaging him at the same time, do you think there’s any possibility of failure?” Feng Baiyi smiled as he walked over.
“So you’re saying that Yun Che is now dead?” For a moment, Murong Yi’s eyes flashed in excitement and delight.
“No!” Yun Che walked over to Murong Yi’s bedside as a mysterious smile appeared on his face. “He’s not dead. Not only is he not dead, he’s also still living really well. However, as for you, Murong Yi, you’re going to die really soon.”
Feng Baiyi’s words stunned Murong Yi momentarily, but before he could even utter another word, Yun Che had already extended his hand at lightning speed, and tightly gripped at his throat.
“Erk~~~~” Murong Yi’s pair of eyes instantly widened to the extreme. He grabbed onto Yun Che’s arm with both hands as a painful and dry sound was emitted from his throat.
Yun Che knew very well about the severity of Murong Yi’s injuries. The current Murong Yi was basically not even the least bit of threat to him, not to mention that he had even made a new breakthrough with the medicinal strength of the Goldscale Dragon Transforming Pellet. Even the two hands that were grabbing onto his own arm, were loose and powerless.
Looking at Murong Yi, who could no longer make any other sound but a painful groan, Yun Che smiled cruelly. With his left hand, he rubbed his face, and Feng Baiyi’s face instantly disappeared, revealing Yun Che’s original appearance. Seeing Yun Che, who was less than an inch away from him, Murong Yi’s eyes instantly widened. His two eyes, under extreme horror and fear, bulged out greatly, and almost burst out of his eye sockets.
“Your good brother Feng Baiyi and Xue Lang, whom you guys hired, wanted to kill me. But, what a pity, they were the ones who died instead, and their corpses were not even spared either.” Yun Che looked at Murong Yi, and gave a low laugh. “As for you… Tsk tsk, after beating you to this state, it must be painful to be unable to do anything but lie in bed all day. I might as well be a good person to the very end, and end your pain. I shall send you directly to the King of Hell; this will give you an opportunity to have an early reunion with your good brothers as well!!”
“Eh… Eh…” Murong Yi’s widened eyes were filled with fear as he pleaded for mercy.
“In your next life, you’d best not incur my wrath again!”
The moment Yun Che’s cold voice fell, he fiercely exerted force from his hand… With strength enough to swing the Overlord’s Colossal Sword as he wished, breaking Murong Yi’s neck was too easy. Along with a ‘crack’, the bones in Murong Yi’s neck shattered completely. Murong Yi’s pair of eyes stuck out once again; his entire body suddenly stiffened and no longer moved.
“You’re really cruel and firm in your killing. And after you kill, your heart rate actually does not change at all… Before we had met, did you kill a lot of people?” Jasmine suddenly asked coldly.
“Mn, many.” Yun Che retracted his hand and answered calmly. “I may even have killed more than you.”
“Hmph. You’re too naive.” Jasmine snorted in disdain, and no longer made a sound.
“Naive? The term ‘naive’ is only used to describe kids; such as a cute little girl like you, Jasmine.” Yun Che said very softly.
When Yun Che left the room, he had already changed the appearance of his face back to Feng Baiyi’s. The guard he had ordered to keep watch outside the door had not left, and when he saw Feng Baiyi leaving the room, he quickly said with his head lowered, “Young Master Feng, are you leaving?”
“Mn.” Yun Che irritatedly added: “Brother Murong has already fallen asleep. You people had best not enter and disturb him.”
“Yes, Young Master Feng, have a safe return.”
After killing off the great young master of the Northern Field Great General’s household, Yun Che was still able to openly leave the place while being sent off with respect by the household’s servant. This sort of feeling, was simply incomparably pleasurable.
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On the second day, the news of the brutal death of the Northern Field Great General’s