Damn it... Bing pulled out a Spirit Cake from his storage ring and ate it as he crashed to the ground.
Runt helped him up on his feet and saw the malevolent rise of qi flowing into the air from what used to be Huan Lengs house. As Bing gulped down several cakes to boost his strength in preparation for fighting that thing staring right at him with nothing but murderous thoughts running through its mind, he felt his body becoming stronger. He had no ti to waste and knew that Leng would be coming to kill him any second now. After finishing the cakes, he tossed Runt away and finally got a good look at the monstrosity he had to kill.
The elegant and handso cultivator that everyone knew Huan Leng as was not standing there. A demonic beast radiating with foul qi that prickled the skin and nearly unmatched killing intent glared at Bing. His breath that resembled steam from fire eting water was visible every ti he took a breath, Lengs eyes were unseeable due to his hair covering them, and most notable of all was the beast-like mouth on his torso loudly roaring into the air. Just with a glance, everyone could tell that Huan Leng was not in control of his mind at the mont. Whatever bloodline that was, sapped him of his sanity and sent him into an uncontrollable state.
Alright... Lets see if I'm lucky enough to survive this ti around... A six-ard muscled-up Bing took a deep breath, slapping his thighs to stop them from shaking.
He focused his eyes on Leng, held his shield at ready, and got ready for a deadly fight. It was rather kind of Leng for him to wait until he was completely ready. But Bing figured that was his luck playing into part there rather than any choice of Lengs. Because right after he got in position to fight, Leng suddenly appeared in front of him. His fist ca flying towards his face and Bing could actually see his movents!
Two of his fists caught Lengs during his rush while his other four slamd into his chest. Bing was physically more powerful than him! Leng was a qi cultivator! He had more of a chance of winning now if he took advantage of this information! Upon learning this, Bing tried slamming Leng into the ground only to be blasted in his ripped abs by a beam of qi from Lengs mouth stomach. It sent him sliding backward while Lengs figure beca coated in purple qi.
Swift Devil! Bing didnt give him the chance to get used to his movents.
His shield bashed down on the skull of the Huan Clan leader but the rapid shaking of his brain against his skull did little to stop his movents. Leng flipped forward with the strike and his leg ca striking down right towards the back of Bings head. He blocked with his shield and reached forward with his hands to grab him by the leg. Only for Lengs other leg to kick his shield and send him backward.
Swift Devil! Bing ran back in once again. Swift Devil! Then suddenly dashed to the left. Swift Devil! Then forward, all the way around Leng before tackling him from behind with his shield.
Leng was prepared despite Bings surprisingly fast movents. He struck with a leaping kick that saved himself from taking any damage. The two flew across the Inner Court together and continued their battle in full sight of everyone. Bing couldnt spare any attention to anyone else but Leng.
A sharp kick just flew past his head and wouldve probably decapitated him if he wasnt as focused as he was now. He reached out to grab the leg and just like before, was blasted by that mouth stomach. It was starting to irritate him that every chance he had was getting ruined by that thing. But he knew that targeting Lengs back had to be its weakness. As every ti he tried getting behind it, it would quickly prevent him from doing so with everything it had. Not even giving him the chance to strike from behind.
Bing had the edge in power, speed, and defense but Leng had the advantage in fluidity, flexibility, and qi. If he wanted to win, he would have to think of sothing to trick the beast in human skin. So, he tossed his shield right at Leng. Leng hopped over the shield and charged him now that he was without a weapon. The sole fatty of Heavens Angels didnt panic at the incoming threat. Hes had more close combat experience than he ever wanted to have thanks to Hu Tao, Ying, and the Empress.
You cant rely on that shield to protect you forever Fatass. Lets play around for a bit. Im bored.
What can you even do without your shield, Bing? Even I know so martial arts for if I get disard.
Slave, I didnt give you that weapon to rely on as an extra life. Let teach you a few things.
The six-ard disciple took on the two-ard one in an impressive show of skill. He overpowered and outclassed Leng in pure martial arts prowess and couldve subdued him if it wasnt for that bloodline of his. The surprisingly agile and round disciple struck with ruthless and dominating attacks. His fists aid at the face, throat, neck, kidney, balls, and every opportunity that appeared where there was a chance to grab hold of Leng, he went for it.
Leng was no slouch himself, however. Even though he was outmatched in an upfront brawl, this was a life-or-death battle. There was more at play than just martial arts skills. He moved and fought like a wild beast with knowledge of martial arts but no intention to use any of it. The Huan Clan leader fought in an aggressive manner that attempted to savagely injure and cause as much pain as possible to Bing. Purposely avoiding his vitals and seemingly getting more excited as blood flowed from his wounds. Nevertheless, he instinctively knew the danger that Bing held against him. With his eagerness to strike his vitals and grab hold of him, he evaded every attempt to do so.
Just as the face stomach was about to shoot Bing, his shield smashed into Lengs back and sent him flying in Bings arms. Bing was more than happy to grab Leng in his arms and use all the strength and weight in his body to slam him into the ground. His devil hands tongue flicked out and he prepared himself to kill Leng by puncturing him with the tongue only to suddenly cry out in horrible pain. Heavens Angels second mber stood up in disbelief and shock as a portion of his stomachs flesh was eaten by the mouth stomach. He hopped away to get so distance and to deal with his injuries only to stare at Lengs mad grin and wide-open stomach that ate him whole in one bite.
Bing reawakened in a realm that reminded him of Yings void world. His clothes were missing, he was completely nude, and he felt his soul being gnawed away. Standing up, Bing looked down at himself and realized that if he didnt find a way out of here, Leng would devour him whole. Soul and all. As soone who has eaten plenty of people during his ti at the Golden Serpent Sect, in a way, Bing felt as if he deserved an end like this.
His life was nothing special. From beginning or to the end. He grew up in a low-ranked cultivation clan, with a plain little sister, and no real talent at all. It was a miracle he even made it this far in life. What he felt was supposed to happen was him failing the Golden Serpent Sects Recruitnt Test and returning back ho as a complete failure or dying in the test.
His little sister being as plain and untalented as she was would be too unimpressive to be married off to so talented outsider. Bings dream of becoming a cultivator strong enough to live life as he pleased wouldve been destroyed. The next choice for him would probably have been to beco a chef. It wasnt as if he had any other talent that could help him make a living. Being a useless waste wasnt a choice for soone like him. Neither of his parents were wealthy enough to support a glutton.
As part of the branch family, life was harder for them. Showing off too much ant you were a threat to the main family. Being too useless ant you were a detrint to the clan. Bing was perfectly in the middle of those two extres sowhat. Not talented at all but he wasnt hopeless as a cultivator. So, if he lived his life a little bit humbly, he would achieve nothing and have a most diocre life. Finding a nice mortal girl willing to settle with a man like him and then spending the rest of his life with her.
But was that what he really wanted? Was Bing really fine with living a life like that? Of course, he would have to hold his head low and make sure to do everything he could to satisfy cultivators stronger than him like the average person, but that was normal, wasnt it? Both mortals and cultivators did it when they encountered soone stronger.
Then why hasnt Bing lowered his head to anyone ever since joining Jing? Well, there has been monts where he did lower his head but that was only to trick them so that he could give himself an opportunity to attack or escape. He refused to be the cowardly and weak Fatty that others thought they could bully. Avoiding violent confrontations when he could but not backing down when forced into a corner.
Didnt this an that Bing wanted anything but a life like that? A life where he had to bow his head to anyone just for survival? A life where he couldnt voice his displeasure and dislikes without being threatened to be killed? A life where he cant live according to his own whims?
I want to live life my way...
I dont want to die here.
I havent done enough yet... I still have regrets...
I havent had sex yet.
I havent tasted enough foods yet.
I havent had my first kiss, yet.
I havent grown as strong as I wanted too.
I havent gotten married.
I havent made any children.
I havent seen my grandchildren to spoil them.
I havent had enough ti to spend with my friends.
Lei Zhi.
Ying.
Hu Tao.
Qing.
Jing...
Li Li.
Ni Xong.
Quon...
And everyone else too.
To think that all of this happened just because you couldnt let things go...
Face this... Face that... Who gives a shit?!
Reputation isnt everything in this world, damn it!
All I wanted was to be left alone but you just wouldnt stop trying to kill ! Then you involved Ying...
At that point, I couldnt just let things be anymore. It wasnt fine that you were trying to kill but then you involved my friends... The first people to actually accept as an equal and individual. Not a pawn or soone to look down on.
You not being able to let bygones be gone is the reason for this!
I dont fucking want to die! Bing clutched his fist and radiated the qi that hasnt been eaten away yet.
Not yet! I still have things to do, damn it! A forked tongue appeared on his palm and licked the air.
You want to eat ? I dont think so, you bastard! Bing smashed his hand into the ground itself and forced his Devil Hand to suck.
Qi and sothing else began to flow inside his body. With this energy, he grew even more arms with tongues of their own. As seconds went by, tens to dozens to hundreds to thousands of arms stretched out from Bing. Every single one of them devouring Lengs void world collectively. The world itself began to crinkle, deform, and scream in pain. Bing laughed as the malicious and baleful qi began to further taint his soul and body. Lengs voice and anothers could be heard crying out in agony as Bing continued his draining. He didnt intend to stop until he was free.
It turns out that with his Devil Hand, Bing was fully capable of absorbing others bloodlines and integrating them into himself. Now he understood how he acquired control over yin and yang qi. That woman from the Great Tower that he used his Devil Hand on. She must have held a bloodline that gave her an easier ti understanding and using yin and yang qi. This knowledge would be very useful going forward... Especially now that he had a void world of his own, just like Ying.
Shatter and break! Bing destroyed the void world and reappeared back at the Golden Serpent Sect.
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