Nine Yang Sword Saint Chapter 260

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

On the other side of the ice layer, there was an ice room with a beautiful shape. It was a flame-shaped ice room, and it was around a dozen meters in height and four meters in width.

 That's right. This was the place where the Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame would bloom.

 For instance, when the Mystic Flame was about to bloom, the entire lake would be a completely frozen block of ice. This block of ice wouldn't have any impurities and any space. The vacuum area of the flame-shaped ice room would be the area where the Mystic Flame would be blooming.

 It could be said that if it weren't for Dongfang Bingling, Yang Dingtian would never be able to find this place.

 It was useless to rely on brute force, and it would also be useless even if you destroy the ice layer. If the ice layer were damaged, the vacuum area for the Mystic Flame to bloom might be completely ruined. By then, no one would be able to find this place. If they waited for the Mystic Flame to bloom before looking for it, then it would be too late.

 Hence, when Yang Dingtian looked at this flame-shaped vacuum room, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

 He had painstakingly searched for the Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame, and it was going to bloom in this place two and a half days later. Once this Mystic Flame was devoured and refined, Yang Dingtian's cultivation would be able to progress rapidly, and he would also be able to forge a true soul sword. He would then be able to defeat everyone during the martial competition that was going to happen in a few months and become Cloud Heaven City's new Lord.

 However, now was not the time to be emotional because the greatest problem was just beside him, Dongfang Bingling!

 This woman was determined to obtain this Mystic Flame. How was Yang Dingtian going to seize the Mystic Flame from her?

 This wasn't the question of difficulty; it was a complete fantasy.

 Kill her and seize the Mystic Flame? Was it even possible?

 Knock her out and seize the Mystic Flame? Was it even possible?

 Trick her to leave and seize the Mystic Flame? Was it even possible?

 This woman's current cultivation was roughly a few hundred times higher than Yang Dingtian. A gentle flick of her finger was already enough to crush Yang Dingtian.

 If Yang Dingtian could defeat her or knock her out, he wouldn't even need this Mystic Flame. What was his ultimate goal for seizing this Mystic Flame? It was to defeat Dongfang Bingling!

 Dupe her? Trick her to leave? Was that even possible?

 This woman's intelligence and willpower was entirely not inferior to her cultivation. Tricking her? That was the same as seeking death. In fact, if she detected Yang Dingtian's intention, she would immediately kill her in a single sword strike.

 As such, the current Yang Dingtian was completely powerless. But was he going to watch as Dongfang Bingling took this Mystic Flame? How could he be willing?

 How much had Yang Dingtian invested in this Mystic Flame?

 Furthermore, this Mystic Flame was practically Yang Dingtian's only hope. If he missed out on this Mystic Flame, Yang Dingtian would have no chance in defeating Dongfang Bingling four years later. The martial contest for the City Lord position would also be hopeless for Yang Dingtian.

 He had to think of a method, but he was at wit's end.

 At this moment, Yang Dingtian felt that the current situation was much more difficult than the time he was trying to kill the Thousand Year Night Owl with his weak self.

 “You have already found the Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame, I am useless now.” Yang Dingtian said.

 Dongfang Bingling replied indifferently, “Don't worry. I will not kill you. I don't even think it is worth it to silence you.”

 Yang Dingtian asked, “Then, are you going to let me leave now?”

 “No.” Dongfang Bingling said, “The Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame is extremely rare in the world. Before I obtain the Mystic Flame, I do not wish for any more issues to arise.”

 Dongfang Bingling then turned her absolutely gorgeous face to look at Yang Dingtian and said, “After I completely refine the Mystic Flame, I will leave this place with you. Moreover, I will give you a reward that you never expected. Apart from the Mystic Flame, I can give you practically anything.”

 Afterwards, Dongfang Bingling gradually closed her beautiful eyes and didn't have the intention to speak anymore.

 Yang Dingtian might be worried, but he still closed his mouth while his mind was spinning rapidly.

 He had to think of a method to seize the Mystic Flame from Dongfang Bingling. But it seemed like an impossible task.

 Time ticked by the minutes and seconds, but Yang Dingtian was still at a loss.

 The vicious sword spirit? It was able to turn Qin Shaobai into an idiot instantly, and it was very powerful. But it could be said to be utterly useless against the extremely formidable Dongfang Bingling.

 Evil Soul Art? The puppet battle soul in the soul tool ring had already been used to defeat Wu Xingwen. Furthermore, Yang Dingtian had sworn an oath to never use the Evil Soul Art again, as it would ruin himself. Furthermore, even if the powerful puppet battle soul were still around and even if Yang Dingtian were willing to degrade himself to use the Evil Soul Art, it was also probably useless against Dongfang Bingling who had a powerful soul.

 Deep Sea Mystic Poison? There was still a tiny bit left in Yang Dingtian's spatial ring. But this much of Deep Sea Mystic Poison wasn't going to do any harm to Dongfang Bingling.

 Suddenly, Yang Dingtian had a thought, and he was about to speak.

 But he felt a cold sensation on his neck suddenly as Dongfang Bingling had placed the sword on his neck.

 Dongfang Bingling's eyes suddenly opened and stared at him coldly. Those beautiful eyes were revealing a dangerous presence.

 Yang Dingtian said, “Why? Are you regretting and want to kill me?”

 The sharp sword flashed while Yang Dingtian felt a chill on his nape. Dongfang Bingling then positioned the tip of the blade in front of Yang Dingtian and asked coldly, “Shen Lang, who exactly are you?”

 Yang Dingtian's heart raced as he thought if he had exposed any flaw. Why didn't Dongfang Bingling suspect anything before, but was suspicious now?

 Yang Dingtian spoke with composure, “I am Shen Lang. Who else can I be?”

 “Take a look at it. What is this?” Dongfang Bingling said and turned her eyes onto the blade.

 Yang Dingtian looked to where she was pointing and saw a small black spot on the blade. What was that?

 “This is a mole that is sliced from your nape, but it is fake.” Dongfang Bingling stated.

 “My mole?” Yang Dingtian spoke with surprise, “But I don't have a mole on the back of my neck.”

 “This isn't a mole. It is a Soulless Bug. It is a vicious creature nurtured by the Evil Dao!” Dongfang Bingling said, “When placed on the body, the victim would not feel anything. When such a bug is placed on the body, within the radius of a hundred miles, no matter where the victim is, the person controlling the Soulless Bug would be able to know the victim's exact location. Say it, who exactly are you? What objective do you have towards me? Who is instructing you from behind?”

 Dongfang Bingling placed the sharp sword on Yang Dingtian's neck and asked indifferently while her eyes were filled with murderous intent.

 Yang Dingtian said, “I don't even know what this thing is. At least until yesterday, I didn't have this thing on my nape. I am just Shen Lang, and I don't have any ulterior objective towards you. I didn't even know that you would appear in this place.”

 Dongfang Bingling's sharp sword shivered, and the black spot on the blade had instantly exploded and turned into dust.

 “That might be the case, but I do not have time to investigate. Killing you is easier!” Dongfang Bingling said indifferently, “You might have been framed, but so what? Apologies…”

 Dongfang Bingling's beautiful eyes turned cold as she was going to slash at Yang Dingtian.

 “Hahaha…” Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed in the ears.

 “Dongfang Bingling, the No.1 prodigy in four centuries. The Nine Heavens Fairy who might be the only person who could break through to the Saint class. Today shall be the day you die, and this shall be the place where you will be buried.”

 The familiar and sexy voice echoed in Yang Dingtian's ears.

 In just the short period, the voice was getting closer and closer.

 From a few thousand meters to a few hundred meters.

 Immediately after, there was an odd fragrance while a beautiful figure suddenly drifted over.

 A woman of unmatched beauty was standing in front of Yang Dingtian.

 This woman was extremely familiar and also extremely unfamiliar. She was very closely related to Yang Dingtian but was also an enemy.

 Demon woman, Dugu Fengwu!

 W-why was she here?

 Dongfang Bingling looked at Dugu Fengwu and sneered, “So this is your plot? So, you want to kill me? Keep dreaming.”

 “What if I am included?” An indifferent and ordinary voice echoed suddenly.

 There was a dazzle in front of Yang Dingtian as a figure suddenly emerged and stood right beside Dugu Fengwu.

 It was a young man who was dressed entirely in white robes. He was considered handsome but was inferior to Zhu Hongxue and Qin Shaobai, at most the same as Yang Dingtian. But there was a special charm coming from the eyebrows and the lips of this person. He seemed to be constantly smiling and also constantly mocking.

 Once this person appeared, Dongfang Bingling's eyes contracted and revealed an unprecedented solemness while asking dully, “Who are you?”

 “Joyous Palace's Gudu Wuhuan!” That young man replied indifferently.

 Almost instantly, Dongfang Bingling's sword was gripped even tighter.

 The supreme faction of the Evil Dao was the Shrine of Extermination, while the Joyous Palace and the Temple of Blood were considered the left and right arms. If the Shrine of Extermination were considered the Hidden Sect, then the Joyous Palace and the Temple of Blood would be equivalent to the Yin Yang Sect and the Mystic Heaven Sect.

 The status of the Joyous Palace was even above the Temple of Blood. Dugu Fengwu was the princess of the Temple of Blood while Gudu Wuhuan was the Young Lord of the Joyous Palace. These two individuals were addressed as the Peerless Prodigies Duo of the Evil Dao.

 It was evident that even though Gudu Wuhuan's cultivation wasn't above Dugu Fengwu, they were still rather evenly matched.

 Dugu Fengwu and Dongfang Bingling were considered to be evenly matched, even if Dongfang Bingling were superior, she was only slightly superior. In fact, these two women had fought once, and it was Dongfang Bingling who had a slight advantage.

 But now, Dugu Fengwu and Gudu Wuhuan were working together. It meant that Dongfang Bingling wasn't a match for them.

 Dongfang Bingling took a deep breath and said, “Since the Evil Dao's Peerless Prodigies Duo is here, I am naturally not a match. But if I wish to leave, the two of you might not be able to make me stay.”

 Dugu Fengwu sneered and said, “The prideful Dongfang Bingling wouldn't possibly escape without a fight, right?”

 “Of course.” Dongfang Bingling said coldly, “I am prideful, but I am not a fool, and I will certainly run. I just know that after ten years, even if the two of you work together, you will not be a match for me. Why should I bother about today's defeat?”

 Dugu Fengwu said, “Then, are you going to give up on this Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame too?”

Chapter end