Chapter 106: About to Die at His Hands
“Not much.”
Feng Shi said coldly.
Looking at Cao Ni’s appearance, he was basically eroded by demonic qi to the core. It was likely that over the past two years, he had killed many people to improve himself.
Currently, he was already struggling to deal with Pei Qi, and now Cao Ni had appeared.
Feng Shi narrowed his eyes.
However, while killing Pei Qi was difficult, killing Cao Ni would be as easy as flipping a hand for him.
Feng Shi had always been clear-headed.
He who kills shall be killed. It would be best not to be stained with blood.
But if it was to kill for self-preservation, it was perfectly justifiable.
Hearing his words, the smile on Cao Ni’s face vanished, replaced by a trace of infatuation. “Junior Brother truly thinks too highly of himself.”
As he spoke, his aura suddenly surged, attempting to intimidate Feng Shi with pressure.
Ever since Feng Shi learned that the system’s progress was linked to romance, he had checked everyone’s progress. If anyone had special feelings for him, he generally avoided them intentionally.
While Cao Ni’s favorability toward him was no longer negative, it had stayed at 50, and the progress was only at 50%.
But looking at it now, it had actually reached 90%.
Feng Shi felt an indescribable sense of strangeness, recalling the scene where the man had dragged him into the room that day. Perhaps from that day on, this person had been a bit off.
In the original book, Cao Ni was the “Scum Lead No. 1” who had the deepest obsession with Shen Songhe. He didn’t expect the man to actually have a change of heart.
But at this moment, Feng Shi watched as Cao Ni’s gaze shifted from him to Shen Songhe.
He actually seemed… to have the same feelings for both.
In other words…
He actually wanted both of them?
Thinking of this possibility, Feng Shi felt nauseous.
“Everyone says Junior Brother is a genius of the cultivation world. As your Senior Brother, I naturally cannot fall behind. I have now reached the Nascent Soul stage. Taking both Junior Brother and Shizun will be as easy as flipping a hand.”
Feng Shi had just considered the possibility, and the man admitted it himself.
This Cao Ni was more extreme than Pei Qi; one could say he was a complete lunatic who would do anything to achieve his goals.
Feng Shi was so angry he laughed.
Over there, Pei Qi had already begun to meditate. The demonic qi of several demonic cultivators nearby was being sucked dry for his use.
Feng Shi’s expression turned grim. He didn’t dare to delay any longer. He turned to look at Shen Songhe, who had already shakily stood up.
Shen Songhe had taken some pills, and his spiritual energy had recovered by a few percent, but his face was still pale.
Cao Ni was, after all, a disciple Shen Songhe had raised. If he was to be killed, he had to be informed.
Shen Songhe met his gaze. Both saw the answer in each other’s eyes.
“His Dao heart was unstable, and he fell into the demonic path. His progress in this life has reached its end. Even if he lives, he will surely suffer backlash.”
“It was I who failed to teach him well.”
Feng Shi understood his feelings but didn’t think it was because he hadn’t taught him well.
Cao Ni was too good at pretending and hadn’t faced many hardships. His temperament was simply born that way.
Seeing the two of them exchanging glances, Cao Ni’s expression became even more gloomy. He raised his sword.
The swordsmanship he used was still from the Chongshan Sect. The sword strikes were upright and bright, each move carrying an immortal grace. But unfortunately, they were now infused with demonic qi.
Feng Shi also drew his sword to parry. The two swords collided, producing crimson sparks before instantly separating.
After a few moves like this, Feng Shi didn’t fall behind.
Cao Ni seemed to have lost his patience. When he struck again, his momentum changed significantly.
The sword, half a palm wide, swung down toward Feng Shi’s shoulder.
Feng Shi held Wu Cheng horizontally in front of his shoulder to block. When Cao Ni’s sword struck, a loud clang echoed. Demonic qi and spiritual energy scattered with a hum. Within a hundred miles, the aftershocks could still be felt.
This strike was incredibly powerful. Feng Shi had already exhausted much of his strength, and at this moment, he was struggling to hold on.
Wu Cheng pressed against his shoulder. Although it had retracted its sharp blade for Feng Shi, the pressure on his bone was still excruciating.
A faint metallic taste filled Feng Shi’s mouth. He half-knelt on the ground, his knees creating a deep pit.
Seeing his sweat-beaded nose and trembling wrists, Cao Ni knew he couldn’t hold on any longer. A surge of pleasure rose in his heart.
Just as he was about to tell him to give up, he heard Feng Shi suddenly let out a laugh. The laugh was light, but for no reason, it gave Cao Ni a bad premonition.
“Senior Brother.”
Feng Shi reverted to the previous title. His eyes were filled with laughter, the kind of genuine laughter.
Cao Ni looked into his watery eyes and was momentarily dazed.
He just loved Feng Shi’s smile; it seemed to possess a power like the spring breeze, making his heart tremble.
But he also clearly understood that Feng Shi smiling like this at him was definitely not because he liked him.
Not even the liking a junior brother had for a senior brother.
Feng Shi saw through his expression. Beside him, the system panel flashed with a cold blue light.
In his account, there were still two opportunities to “kill an enemy above his level.”
This time, the conditions were met without any restrictions.
Cao Ni was about to die at his hands.
“Does Senior Brother still remember what happened at the Tower of Demon Slaying?”
Hearing this, Cao Ni’s expression changed slightly, and the force in his hand loosened a bit.
Feng Shi ignored his reaction and continued on his own, “That day, when you killed me, you were truly heartless.”
He laughed even more. His gaze was fixed on Cao Ni’s face.
“Does Senior Brother know what it feels like for the air you just breathed in to leak out from a wound?”
“Do you know what it feels like for an eyeball to be pierced, and for a sword to go through the skull?”
“Do you know what it feels like to hear your own blood gushing out, flowing away like water?”
As Feng Shi spoke, the smile on his face gradually faded, but the emotions in his eyes easily infected Cao Ni.
So, Cao Ni couldn’t help but start imagining. Imagining how, after he left that day, Feng Shi had lain in the snow without a sound.
The blood melted the snow, and then was solidified by the snow.
Ultimately, the blood and snow buried Feng Shi deep.
“The snow that day was truly cold.”
After saying this, the spiritual energy that had been depleted in Feng Shi’s body suddenly surged, pushing away the Cao Ni who was suppressing him.
Wu Cheng plunged into the ground. Feng Shi leaned on the sword and slowly stood up, continuing his calm narration, “So, I swore in my heart that day that one day, I would personally kill you and let you experience the same feeling.”
The heavy sword flew into the air and landed steadily in his palm.
“But I didn’t expect this day to come so soon…”
Feng Shi’s aura and realm instantly improved, surpassing the Cao Ni before him. Even the rules of the secret realm couldn’t restrain him.
“Last time I slashed you, I felt it wasn’t enough. Now that you’ve become a demon, if I don’t kill you now, when will I?!”
As he spoke, he held the heavy sword with both hands.
Cao Ni’s face changed drastically. He couldn’t believe that Feng Shi had advanced again and that his strength far exceeded his own. He took two steps back, his demonic qi condensing into a protective barrier.
However, there was no reason for a system item to fail.
Feng Shi held the sword above his head with both hands.
The thick clouds, carrying lightning, condensed into a rope as thick as a bowl’s rim, spiraling down into Wu Cheng, adding more power.
At this point, many people had gathered around, all watching this scene in wonder.
Feng Shi’s eyes turned cold. He put all his strength into a slash toward Cao Ni. The sword qi sliced through the ground, leaving a web-like crack extending for dozens of miles.
Cao Ni knew he wouldn’t survive this blow. He wanted to dodge, but the sword light seemed to have eyes; he couldn’t escape.
The barrier before him was shattered in an instant. In that moment, Cao Ni only felt a blinding light, followed by an excruciating, sharp pain in his Dantian.
In just one breath, his Dantian felt dangerously bloated, several cracks appearing on it. The Golden Core within was instantly turned to ash.
His Dantian was shattered, and his spiritual veins were completely ruined.
Cao Ni lay on the ground, blood constantly flowing from his nose and mouth.
There was a constant ringing in his ears, and his vision was a blur.
But even in this state, he clearly heard Feng Shi’s footsteps.
Step by step, stepping on his heart.
A moment later, Feng Shi stood still in front of him. In Cao Ni’s vision, he could only see a pair of spotless white boots.
As before, Feng Shi looked down at the man, his eyes devoid of pity. He spoke softly.
In his haze, Cao Ni only heard him say, “I’ll help Senior Brother find relief.” Then, he felt a sharp pain in his neck.
In an instant, most of the thin air he had breathed in, along with boiling hot blood, leaked out from the wound.
Cao Ni’s body couldn’t help but twitch. Large gulps of blood gushed from his mouth, making a gurgling sound.
Just as Feng Shi had said, he personally heard the sound of his own blood gushing and slowly flowing. He waited for death in a painful and prolonged manner.
Feng Shi had killed someone, but there was no significant change on his face. He flicked his wrist, and all the bloodstains on Wu Cheng were cleared.
From beginning to end, he remained clean and untainted.
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