Nine Yang Sword Saint Chapter 116

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“Get married?” Yang Dingtian asked with a surprised voice, “Get married to who?”

“Don't ask so much. You will know naturally when you get married.” Dugu Fengwu spoke with impatience, “From now on, shut your mouth. Every question you ask will be responded to with a slash on your body.”

Yang Dingtian was speechless, but he immediately shut his mouth because the words that came out from this demon woman weren't just a threat. She would definitely do it.

But the strange thing was, the Bloodthirsty Bat didn't fly towards the Temple of Blood in the north. Instead, it flew towards the Land of Chaos in the south.

Despite the doubts in his heart, Yang Dingtian didn't ask any questions since this Bloodthirsty Bat was flying at rapid speed.

In less than three hours, the Bloodthirsty Bat had flown more than 1000 kilometers, back to the town where Yang Dingtian first met Shuang'er.

Yang Dingtian's heart jolted as he realized what Dugu Fengwu was about to do.

She controlled the Bloodthirsty Bat and descended until there were only several meters between the bat and the surface. The people in the town below looked up with surprised expressions.

But soon enough, Dugu Fengwu suddenly drew her longsword and began to slash at those people on the surface.

The sword light that was several feet long ruthlessly slashed at the surface.

“Bang…” There was a loud sound as dozens of people were immediately turned into dust. A giant and deep crevice that was a hundred meters long split open on the ground.

For an instant, the entire town had fallen into a dead silence.

“Ahh…” Afterward, numerous individuals began to scream with fear as they desperately tried to escape.

Dugu Fengwu looked at the people below with icy cold eyes. She steered the Bloodthirsty Bat and flew to every corner of the town, slashing with her sharp sword in a frenzy.

In this instance, countless sword lights were slashing at every part of the surface and every group of people.

The entire town was instantly turned into a hell of asura.

Whenever a sword light slashed down, a large house would be ruined. Large trees would be charred. Solid stone pavements would be cracked.

Countless people who tried to escape were all instantly turned into smithereens as their fresh blood splattered in all directions.

In just a few short minutes, there was no longer any man or horse left alive in the entire town.

Every single human in the town was wiped out by Dugu Fengwu. The town that was a few square kilometers in size had been turned into ruins.

Dugu Fengwu destroyed an entire town by herself in mere minutes.

Yang Dingtian knew why Dugu Fengwu did this. It was because Shuang'er had been bullied in this town. Dugu Fengwu was exacting justice for Shuang'er by coming back here and eradicating the entire town.

Yang Dingtian was trembling with anger as he turned around to shout, “You are crazy! Those scoundrels that bullied Shuang'er had been killed by me. Those people below might not be kind people, but they were innocent regarding Shuang'er's matter.”

“Shut up!” Dugu Fengwu spoke coldly, “Say another word and I will slice off your tongue.”

After killing the entire town, Dugu Fengwu controlled the Bloodthirsty bat and flew north.

Two hours later, they flew over the Netherworld Swamp and continued to fly north.

The Temple of Blood was over 1500 kilometers away from the Netherworld Swamp.

After crossing the Netherworld Swamp, it would be considered the territories of the Evil Dao. But the first 1000 kilometers were filled with nearly nothing but ruins. There were no signs of people inhabiting the place as all the ruins seemed ancient and were filled with weeds.

Yang Dingtian couldn't help but reveal an astonished expression.

“During that battle over two centuries ago, the people on our side were nearly wiped out, and we have yet to fully recover.” Dugu Fengwu spoke indifferently, “But there will be a day when we will take back this debt of blood. We will wipe out everyone in the Heaven Dao Union.”

Dugu Fengwu's body was emitting killing aura that caused Yang Dingtian to feel a stinging sensation.

Such deteriorated ruins extended for nearly 1000 kilometers.

But after crossing a giant black-colored mountain range, everything completely changed.

Yang Dingtian could see clusters of buildings and people who were bustling with activities. Everything was filled with peace and order.

With a quick glance, one could actually see no difference from the territories of the Heaven Dao Union. There were people practicing martial arts. There were people cutting wood. There were people mining. In short, there weren't any massacres or plundering. Compared to the Land of Chaos, this place was paradise.

This place was still 500 kilometers away from the Temple of Blood. It should be in the Temple of Blood's territories, which belong to the Evil Dao. But from the looks of it, there was truly no difference compared to the territories of the Heaven Dao Union.

Over the next hour, the Bloodthirsty Bat flew over 500 kilometers of prosperous and peaceful lands. They were now 150 kilometers away from the Temple of Blood.

There was an extremely spacious river up ahead. Even though Yang Dingtian was in the sky, he still couldn't see the bank on the other side. The color of the river was bright red like blood, and there was a blood-red mist that hovered over the waters.

This was Rapture River. It was 150 kilometers wide and thousands of kilometers long.

The river was blood red in color. If someone fell into it, they would basically vanish without a corpse.

The Temple of Blood was on the other side of Rapture River. This Rapture River that was over 150 kilometers in wide formed a natural barrier. It was the reason the Heaven Dao Union couldn't exterminate the Evil Dao even though it achieved a great victory. It was simply because of this natural, impregnable moat.

The Bloodthirsty Bat flew for nearly twenty minutes just to cross Rapture River.

Finally, an incomparably gigantic stone mountain was in sight.

Mt. Ten Thousand Blood was towering right above Rapture River.

The highest part of the mountain was 20,000 meters high. The mountain range extended for nearly 500 kilometers.

The Temple of Blood was constructed on the highest peak of Mt. Ten Thousand Blood.

The entire Mt. Ten Thousand Blood was a giant stone mountain without any soil or vegetation.

Countless buildings of the Temple of Blood was located within this stone mountain.

The Bloodthirsty Bat that was carrying two individuals flew over the 20,000-meter-tall Mt. Ten Thousand Blood and emerged on the other side of the mountain.

Yang Dingtian witnessed the most magnificent scenery.

The surface of the stone mountain was filled with caverns and countless pavilions, which were constructed in between the crevices of the stone mountain.

The buildings of the Temple of Blood was done with uncanny workmanship. Even with the technologies available on Earth would be unable to complete such a tremendous engineering project.

The Bloodthirsty Bat landed on a giant platform.

Dugu Fengwu grabbed Yang Dingtian and jumped off the bat. She then immediately walked into a long tunnel, arriving in a simple and crude cavern.

Dugu Fengwu threw Yang Dingtian into the stone cavern and spoke coldly, “You shall wait here and get married tonight.”

The entire cavern was very crude, and there were only a stone bed and a few stone chairs.

As Yang Dingtian sat on the stone bed, he naturally knew who Dugu Fengwu was going to force him to marry. It was that Shuang'er who Yang Dingtian had saved earlier.

Her name should be Dugu Aoshuang, and she was the younger twin sister of Dugu Fengwu.

Because heaven gave Dugu Fengwu absolute beauty and talent, in order to achieve a balance, Dugu Aoshuang was stuck with misfortune. She had the absolute figure and eyes, but her skin was filled with terrifying scales.

Heaven allowed Dugu Fengwu to be formidable with martial prowess but made Dugu Aoshuang extremely weak.

Heaven made Dugu Fengwu proud and vicious but made Dugu Aoshuang lack self-esteem and wickedness.

The Creator seemed to have given all his love to Dugu Fengwu and gave all of the misfortune to Dugu Aoshuang.

This was why Dugu Fengwu treated the world with icy-cold ruthlessness but treated her younger sister, Dugu Aoshuang, with tender affection and guilt.

Now, there was a difficult dilemma that was placed in front of Yang Dingtian. Did he have to get married to Dugu Aoshuang?

If he didn't? Not only would he be unable to cultivate in the Blood Pool, but he was also definitely going to die.

If he did? He might be able to make use of Dugu Aoshuang and enter the Blood Pool to cultivate, but that would be cheating Dugu Aoshuang. How could Yang Dingtian bear to do that to such a pure and pitiful girl?

After spending several hours, Yang Dingtian's heart was still in a deep struggle, and he couldn't make a decision.

During these several hours, Dugu Fengwu didn't appear a second time, and no one else entered the stone room either. It was as though Yang Dingtian had been forgotten in this place.

It would be dusk soon! After dusk fell, the wedding would begin.

At this moment, Yang Dingtian made a choice. In order to save Yanyan and kill Qin Shaobai, he was willing to go through a wedding with Dugu Aoshuang and use the opportunity to cultivate in the Blood Pool. He would then find a method to escape from the Temple of Blood.

At this moment, the door of the stone room suddenly opened, showing the complete darkness outside.

“I heard that my daughter, Dugu Aoshuang, likes you a lot.” A voice that was very penetrative echoed in his hears. A tall and straight figure walked in from the darkness.

This person was around the height of 1.9 meters. He had long brows, a red face, a wide nose, and thick lips. His long slanting eyes were radiating a blinding light, and his age was similar to that of Dongfang Niemie and Ximen Wuya. He wasn't handsome, but he gave off a threatening and tyrannical qi presence, which couldn't be concealed even with his refined clothes.

This person should be the Master of the Temple of Blood, Dugu Xiao. He was the Great Devil Dugu Xiao, Grandmaster Class expert, one of the leading figures of the Evil Dao and one of the strongest individuals in the world.

Yang Dingtian stood up from the stone bed and bowed respectfully as he greeted, “Yan Nantian pays his respects to Senior.”

“En…,” Dugu Xiao immediately sat down on a stone chair and responded indifferently. “Are you willing to marry my daughter?”

“I am willing,” Yang Dingtian replied with his head lowered.

“She has a frightening appearance. Don't you mind it?” Dugu Xiao asked directly.

“I don't think Shuang'er's appearance is frightening. It is actually a special kind of beauty,” Yang Dingtian responded.

Dugu Xiao stood up and walked over to Yang Dingtian. He lightly placed his palms on Yang Dingtian's head and asked, “Tell me your true motive, Yang Dingtian. You only have one chance to talk. If your answer doesn't satisfy me, I will kill you.”

Yang Dingtian's body suddenly shook. Why was he still recognized after he disguised himself as Yan Nantian?

“I can smell your Meridians of Pure Yang from several feet away.” Dugu Xiao spoke indifferently, “Say it. What is your objective at the Temple of Blood? You only have one chance to answer.”

In this instant, Yang Dingtian felt his body encased in ice and his entire body turn icy-cold. The illumination from the grim reaper was enveloping his body.

If his answer didn't satisfy the Great Devil, then he was certainly dead.

“I want to cultivate in the Blood Pool, Senior Dugu,” Yang Dingtian said the truth.

“You want to break through in the Blood Pool, kill Qin Shaobai, and rescue Ximen Yanyan?” Dugu Xiao asked.

Yang Dingtian was astonished. If Dugu Xiao knew everything, why did he even ask? If he had said even half a sentence of lies, he would probably be a corpse right now.

“It is as such. I plea Senior to do me a favor and allow me to cultivate in the Blood Pool,” Yang Dingtian asked.

“For what reason? The majority of the temple's disciples don't even have the chance to cultivate in the Blood Pool. Why should I allow an outsider like you to enter?” Dugu Xiao asked the question indifferently.

Yang Dingtian gritted his teeth and replied, “Because, I once saved your daughter, Dugu Aoshuang's life. I think this favor is sufficient for me to enter the Blood Pool once.”

“Dugu Aoshuang? I don't like this daughter. What does it matter if you save her?” Dugu Xiao said apathetically, “It would be more appropriate if you saved Dugu Fengwu.”

Yang Dingtian was immediately astonished to see how cold-hearted Dugu Xiao was. Dugu Aoshuang was still his blood daughter, and he totally disregarded her life and death. Yang Dingtian felt this sneer in his heart.

Dugu Xiao then looked at Yang Dingtian and said, “Yang Dingtian, it is possible for you to enter the Blood Pool and cultivate. But, you have to promise me one condition.”

“Would Senior please state the condition?” Yang Dingtian asked.

“The condition is to get married to Dugu Aoshuang and be the son-in-law of my Temple of Blood,” Dugu Xiao stated.

Yang Dingtian was slightly surprised. Was there any difference? Yang Dingtian already agreed to get married to Dugu Aoshuang earlier, but he merely agreed on his identity as Yan Nantian.

“Dongfang Niemie had high regard for you. Ximen Wuya had high regard for you, but Dongfang Bingling disregarded you. Do you know why?” Dugu Xiao explained, “Because Dongfang Niemie and Ximen Wuya were Grandmaster Class experts, but Dongfang Bingling isn't.”

Dugu Xiao continued, “I am also a Grandmaster Class expert. Hence, I similarly have high regard for you. You might not know about this, but your Meridians of Pure Yang that only appears once every millennium are unfathomable and are a huge temptation for people like us. Hence, if you agree to be my son-in-law, let alone cultivating once in the Blood Pool, you can enter ten times or even a hundred times.”

Dugu Xiao then said, “Furthermore, after you become my son-in-law, if Dugu Aoshuang were to die soon, I can betroth my other daughter, Dugu Fengwu, to you if your cultivation surpasses hers in the future. If your cultivation is at the pinnacle, then I can even give you the Temple Master position for the Temple of Blood. How about it?”

Yang Dingtian was speechless from astonishment.

“Make a choice now. You can either become my son-in-law, severing the ties with the Heaven Dao Union and becoming a member of the Evil Dao,” Dugu Xiao then said indifferently, “Or you can die now. I will not allow a person with supreme talent to stay in the Heaven Dao Union.”

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and looked at Dugu Xiao's palm, which was on top of his head. If he was to say “no”, Dugu Xiao would immediately slam his palm down.

“Alright, I am willing.” Yang Dingtian replied, “I am willing to become your son-in-law!”

That's right, Yang Dingtian accepted his condition because, in the face of a Great Devil, there was no point in making promises or behaving nobly. It would just be foolish, and Yang Dingtian wasn't so pedantic.

Dugu Xiao glanced at Yang Dingtian dully and said, “Very well, then begin the preparations for the wedding!”

Chapter end