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#518 · 518 of 548

Aren’t you going to take me as a slave?

When Wuyang Martial Saint slapped him, Su Lang triggered Death Substitute, exchanging places with his clone stationed in the Wuyang Demonic Den, allowing the clone to bear the death.

Immediately, Wuyang Martial Saint was trapped in the formation and temporarily unable to leave.

Meanwhile, Su Lang began a massive slaughter in the Wuyang Demonic Den, aiming to rescue Ji Ruxue, Murong Xianxian, and others, and to kill Luo Xie and the other four Martial Gods to obtain four Martial God Souls.

Next, he planned to use the Martial God Souls and numerous Saint-tier materials to evolve 'Taiji Sunfall Divine Thunder' to a level capable of killing Wuyang Martial Saint.

Finally, he would send the last clone outside the trapped formation.

Then, he would use Clone Substitution, enter the trapped formation with the Taiji Sunfall Divine Thunder, activate it, and kill Wuyang Martial Saint.

Su Lang would then trigger Death Substitute again, returning to the Wuyang Demonic Den to reunite with Ji Ruxue and the others.

Ah, what a perfect plan!

But now, it seems this plan won't work.

……

Wuyang Martial Saint was already scared out of his wits, abandoning even his dignity to survive.

He was a dignified Five-Star Martial Saint.

Yet, he was wailing and begging for mercy like a stray dog.

If you asked him to slap your head now, do you think he'd dare?

He'd probably be so scared he'd cut off his own hands!

"Chu Xiaobei."

"Forget it, just stomp him to death, sigh!"

Su Lang reluctantly gave up on his plan and shouted into the void.

He said it as if stomping on an ant.

And Wuyang Martial Saint, who was treated like an ant, didn't even dare to have a single thought of rebuttal!

He kept kowtowing, muttering words of mercy.

But no one listened.

"Hmph!"

"I told you, I won't help you anymore!"

Chu Xiaobei's haughty voice came from the void.

If one listened carefully, there was a hint of subtle smugness in it.

"Alright, my Saintess sister."

Su Lang shrugged helplessly, "Hurry up and do it."

"No, please spare me."

"I'm very useful!"

"……"

Wuyang Martial Saint begged for mercy with increasing fear.

But no one listened.

"Alright."

"You're really annoying."

"One moment you don't want me to act, the next you do."

Chu Xiaobei appeared from the void, still rolling her eyes.

Immediately, she was about to act.

"No!"

"I don't want to die!"

"I'll fight to the death, at least take that brat down with me!"

Wuyang Martial Saint finally got angry. He knew there was no hope for him, so he could only fight desperately in a frenzy.

But just then.

"Wait."

Su Lang suddenly said, "Spare his life, just stomp him half to death."

As soon as these words came out.

The desperate resolve in Wuyang Martial Saint's heart immediately deflated!

Oh my god, he didn't have to die!

Then what was the point of fighting desperately?!

"From what he said, he must be planning to take me as a slave."

"Haha, that's great, I'm just a guy who does dirty work, and I'm finally clinging to the leg of a direct descendant of the Imperial Clan!"

"Gah gah gah gah!"

Wuyang Martial Saint was incredibly excited.

At the same time.

"Hmph."

"So many demands!"

Chu Xiaobei haughtily lifted her chin, then entered the formation and stomped down on Wuyang Martial Saint.

"Boom!"

Like a meteor falling from the sky, it instantly landed on Wuyang Martial Saint.

A wave of residual power spread out, even making the trapped formations sway precariously.

"Ah—!!"

Wuyang Martial Saint, who bore the brunt of the attack, let out a painful scream, then plummeted to the ground, barely alive.

"Master, please come and save me, I will be your ox and horse!"

Amidst the pain, a glimmer of hope arose in Wuyang Martial Saint.

Immediately.

He suddenly saw a flash of sword light!

"This is!?"

Wuyang Martial Saint's pupils constricted, and then he felt an even more intense pain from his mind.

"No!"

Wuyang Martial Saint screamed in his heart, completely disbelieving, "Weren't you going to take me as a slave, how could this be…"

"Ding! You have obtained 1 Intermediate Martial Saint Soul, 1 Spatial Guidance, 1 Elementary Saint Weapon Yin Soul Profound Yin Flag, 523 High-Grade Spirit Jade, 22682 Mid-Grade Spirit Jade, 325684 Low-Grade Spirit Jade, 2565686 Inferior-Grade Spirit Jade, Saint-tier refining materials…"

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