Epic Of The Second Strongest Demonic Blade King Chapter 70
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Immediately Xiao Lin arrived at a new place which was behind a row of tall buildings that lined the wide street that he tried his best to run up very fast, just so he could evade the government officers that would have arrived at that spot that their operation took place, he quickly changed back to himself after reversing his fused state with his Animal Spirit with his Animal Spirit re-entering into his body to reside.
Then after looking at his appearance many times to see that nothing about his appearance would give him away, he prepared to find a way to quickly return to where he formerly was before he showed himself to attack the three treasure protectors. And as he did this, he had tons of all kinds of excuses building up in his mind.
After many minutes of walking, precisely forty minutes later, he arrived many feet away from his previous position.
Then after waiting for sometime and seeing that not one of the people that he came here with were present, he prepared to leave where he was and immediately return back to the castle at the Blackheart forest.
But on his way to the center of the massive, Blackheart forest where Nine Calamities's castle was located, he met the others who he left with for the robbery mission with ashen and deep gloomy expressions in their faces.
"Brat, where did you go to? We thought that you had been captured by those government officers and then taken away" Swordcloud said with slight anger in his tone.
"Oh, I am sorry that I kept you guys worried because of my brief disappearance. Actually, I silently, immediately took to my heels when those government officers appeared." Xiao Lin said with a serious expression in his face.
"Hmm." Swordcloud uttered.
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He then looked at Xiao Lin with one of his brows furrowed and said "You have the exact cultivation base as that human-resembling beastly thing that suddenly appeared to attack the assigned, weaker protectors of that treasure."
Once Swordcloud said that, Xiao Lin made a face like he was trying to think of something. Then with a strange look now appearing in his face, he said to Swordcloud, "What? Senior, please don't tell me that you are trying to say I was that thing that appeared and slayed those guards of that treasure?"
"I also the beast too, and was actually gearing up to attack it. But when I saw the fiercely strong power that it erupted with as it fought those guards, I immediately canceled the idea of going to challenge it in my mind, or I might loose my precious life." Xiao Lin said without making any gaze or expression in his face that might make his statement feel like a falsehood.
"Hmm. Show me your Spiritual Energy, I want to see something" Swordcloud said which Xiao Lin hastily nodded to.
Then bringing one of his palms in front of him which faced upwards, Blood Energy began to discharge from that hand. And since he did not make it pass through those special circulation routes that usually, mysteriously imbued them with fierceness and a domineering, exceptional power like they were the ancient meridians of ancestral, godly power, the Blood Energy that erupted from that palm totally lacked that superiority and shocking ferociousness that it previously possessed when he fought those disciples from those sects that gathered at the Town's Center for a friendly competition.
The energy definitely seemed like a gentle and normal energy that should be possessed by someone at Xiao Lin's cultivation stage. However, within that calmness and docility that it portrayed, was a strongly overbearing power waiting to be unleashed, as it was an energy that was cultivated using an extremely rare, superior-rank, empyrean-grade cultivation art. So, it definitely won't be a normal energy.
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"Hmm. Alright. You can stop." Swordcloud said after being thoroughly convinced by the form of Xiao Lin's energy.
He then looked at Xiao Lin and said "Now that we won't be able to get Master what he wants, he is going to be exceedingly furious at all of us."
Then still looking at Xiao Lin with his cloudy eyes now narrowing, he said "But since master loves you very much due to reasons best known to both of you, you will be the one to help us out of this calamitous mess."
"So, when we arrive before our master, and he asks us to produce the treasure that we went for, you will say that you were the one who allowed the treasure that he dearly wanted to go missing. Then if he asks you how, you will say that you foolishly got in our paths and allowed us to get injured by the guards, who then quickly left with the broken treasure before the government officers would arrive at that spot due to the loud explosions resulting from the collisions of our Spiritual Energy attacks."
Then wrinkling his two brows as he gazed at Xiao Lin with unconcealed murderous intent appearing in his narrowed, cloudy eyes, he asked "Am I clear?"
Xiao Lin shook his head, in defiance!
"No. I can't do what you just told me. And I am not sorry about it." Xiao Lin said with unbending resoluteness in his voice.
"Then you would want to die." Swordcloud threatened with his voice sounding like that of an aggrieved beast.
"Then how would you explain to Master what really happened to me, who Master seemingly cherishes the most among my colleagues, and then the disappearance of the item that he wants?" Xiao Lin boldly asked, despite the fact that he was beginning to perceive the aura of slaughter beginning to exude from his senior colleagues who adopted arrogant expertly poses before him.
Hahaha!
Swordcloud laughed in a raucous manner.
"That's why you will be the one to do this for us, brat. And this is something that you can't refuse to do, or you will die a kind of death that you won't really know how you died." Swordcloud said with anger and killing intent in his tone.
He then asked again with a threatening and commanding tone in his voice this time "Now, I will ask again, will you do this for us? And don't you dare say no!"
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