Chapter 1188: 532: Duel shocks the eyes! Du Yan spits blood!
Several hours ago, Suo Mo returned to the Chira Tribe ahead of Lanling. At that ti he reported to Constantine that he hadn’t seen any trace of Lanling; he didn’t enter the Ghost Realm World either.
Chieftain Constantine was not surprised by this result, because it was the normal answer.
In the past decades, or even hundreds of years, no barbarian entering the Ghost Realm World has ever co out alive.
Despite Lanling being a genius, he shouldn’t be an exception.
Moreover, this result should be the best outco for Constantine.
If Lanling dies within the Ghost Realm World, he doesn’t need to worry about him falling into the hands of other tribes.
Additionally, now that Suo Mo’s martial skills have recovered to sixty or seventy percent, unless absolutely necessary, he truly doesn’t want to fall out with Suo Mo.
Even if he could kill Suo Mo, the Foreign Tribe Army would basically rebel, and Du yan’s authority isn’t enough to intimidate the Foreign Tribe Army.
Of course, even if the Foreign Tribe Army rebels, it’s useless; Constantine can easily annihilate them.
Besides, the relationship between the Chira Tribe and the Ankara Tribe is deteriorating, and a war will certainly break out in a few years. Losing the Foreign Tribe Army as cannon fodder would be extrely detrintal to the future war.
If Lanling dies inside the Ghost Realm World, it would be as if he never appeared, the Foreign Tribe Army would continue to serve the Chira Tribe as oxen and horses, and Suo Mo would still tirelessly work. Perhaps this is the best result.
Moreover, the ssenger he sent to Rakshasa City has already set off. No matter the cost, he wants to marry his daughter Nini’an to the young Barbarian King.
However, thinking about his daughter Nini’an makes Constantine sowhat uneasy.
He noticed that his daughter Nini’an is becoming more restless and uneasy. Previously, she could effortlessly maneuver among three n, very composed and calm, with deeply cunning mind.
But now, she often confines herself in her room, either frantically practicing swordsmanship or soaking in water day and night.
…
At this mont, Nini’an is still soaking in the water.
It seems only in this way can she suppress the inner restlessness.
In the days imdiately following Lanling’s departure, she was fine.
From the fifth day onwards, she began to feel uneasy, her heart filled with agitation as if there was a fire burning within.
As ti passed, this restless fire grew stronger, causing her increasing pain and discomfort.
She really tried everything, frantically practicing swordsmanship to unleash her energy, soaking in ice water, and even indulging herself.
But, none of them were of much use.
The feeling is akin to addiction.
In the Barbarian Tribe, so shamans pursue spiritual sharpness and fervor by habitually consuming a special type of stone milk.
Each ti after consuming it, their spirits would be incredibly elevated, extrely excited.
But as soon as they stop consuming, they beco exceedingly uncomfortable, both ntally and physically.
No matter what they do, they lack energy, unable to muster interest in anything.
However, just one more consumption of this stone milk, and they beco spirited again, exceedingly blissful.
As for Nini’an, she feels like she’s addicted, only it’s an addiction to Lanling.
Lanling, that bastard must have poisoned her, causing her addiction.
Or maybe Lanling himself is the poison.
Now, Nini’an feels the fire inside her growing stronger, practically uncontrollable.
These days, no matter what she does, she is deeply restless, dreaming of intimate encounters with Lanling every night, only to wake up feeling even more empty and agitated.
Thus, she almost spends every day soaking in water.
Suo Mo returned, didn’t find Lanling, and this news reached Nini’an quickly.
She couldn’t tell whether she was glad or sad.
Physiologically, she desperately wishes for Lanling to return and cure the poison inside her.
But psychologically, she hopes Lanling dies in the Ghost Realm World, so she can be liberated from him.
As for the daily restlessness and discomfort, she believes she can endure it for a month or two, and it should settle down.
After all, in the tribe, there are many who have quit the Divine Stone Milk; only the first three months are excruciatingly uncomfortable, but gradually they return to normal afterward.
…
The Chira Tribe has a dedicated dueling ground.
Almost every tribe has such a dueling ground. In the Barbaric Wilderness, they admire martial arts, with life-and-death duels almost every month.
Early today, the dueling ground of the Chira Tribe was packed with people.
And Du yan, in full battle attire, sat cross-legged early in the middle of the dueling ground, waiting for Lanling’s arrival.
Several thousand people surged into the dueling ground to watch.
Although many received news that Lanling is already dead and can’t co back, still, many ca to watch.
The entire dueling ground, everyone stood, only the chieftain and his lady had seats.
Sisi the second lady wasn’t there, nor was the chieftain’s daughter Nini’an; both won were soaking in water, as only then could they slightly ease their inner agitation.
Nini’an’s absence greatly disappointed Du yan.
Lanling’s inability to appear made Du yan even more disappointed.
He always liked performing, craving glory.
He wanted everyone to see his excellence, his strength.
This duel, he was already prepared, planning to fight Lanling blindfolded and with one hand.
He wanted to present the most magnificent combat, with the most graceful, disdainful, and superior deanor, to slash off Lanling’s head.
Blindfolded, with one hand, cut off Lanling’s head.
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