Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Mo Han Shang’s identity was the best evidence.
There was no need to worry about Yuchi Peng regretting it.
Unless he didn’t wanted to hang around in the mercenary world any further.
“In that case… I’ll save you.” Ye Qing Luo took a step backward as she looked at Yuchi Peng’s sinisterly twisted face, as she mercilessly curled her lips, “But, can you endure the pain?”
“Yes! I can! As long as my life can be retained! I’ll endure whatever pain there is!” Yuchi Peng suddenly felt his body’s blood being sucked dry.
His face turned white as sheet as he lost the energy even to open his mouth to speak.
He was getting more and more flustered by the minute as he kept urging Ye Qing Luo.
Ye Qing Luo narrowed her eyes as her expression was peaceful and without blinking, she shook the feather fan in her hand.
A blaring red blade flew out.
“Arghhhh—” A miserable shriek was heard from Yuchi Peng’s mouth.
That arm which was clutching the huge axe was chopped off directly.
Blood started surging outwards.
The minute his arm was chopped off, the energy which Yuchi Peng lost instantly returned back to his body.
He was in so much pain that he couldn’t help rolling around on the ground.
The cultivators of Iron Blood Warriors were all dumbstruck.
Ye Qing Luo…. Actually chopped off group leader’s hand?
But none of them dared to speak a single word.
They were really terrified of her.
A fourteen to fifteen year old young lady actually appeared so peaceful after doing such a cruel thing.
Even that pair of frosty cold eyes had no fluctuations at all.
“Ye Qing Luo, you…. you…..” Yuchi Peng was in so much pain that he curled up into a ball as the rage and hatred in his heart surged upwards.
She chopped his hand off!
The hand which he used to wield the huge axe, to lead his Iron Blood Warriors to battle!
It was chopped off like that!
From now onwards, he was crippled!
“What about me? Isn’t all this to save you?” Ye Qing Luo indifferently rose her brows, “Otherwise did you think you still have the energy to howl so loudly?”
Yuchi Peng’s eyes which were enraged in a ball of fire suddenly extinguished.
He was stunned for a moment as he endured the tremendous pain ing from his wrist.
Indeed, before this he lacked even the energy to talk, not to mention rolling around on the ground or even directing his anger at Ye Qing Luo.
That kind of feeling which sucked his energy dry had disappeared.
But…..
How was he going to wield the axe to go to battle after his hand had been chopped off?
She could obviously…. obviously tell him to throw away that huge axe, why did she still…..
“Dark force’s energy are from profound yin qi. Once it has appended to your living soul, do you think you can struggle free from that broken axe?” Ye Qing Luo seemed as though she could see through Yuchi Peng’s thoughts as she burst out into laughter.
Even if he could really throw away that axe, Ye Qing Luo would never tell him that.
She wasn’t some kind hearted person and towards people like Yuchi Peng, if she didn’t teach him a lesson, it was really hard to appease the anger in her heart.
What kind of place was Death God Castle?
This was a place which made numerous thieves terror-stricken on its mere name.
She could understand that Yuchi Peng wanted to get back the mission.
But Ye Qing Luo couldn’t prehend that Yuchi Peng actually went to war with The World group directly in Death God Castle’s secret room.
If they triggered some mechanisms or formations, he had dark force’s energy to protect himself.
But what about the others?
Even since Ye Qing Luo had the idea of establishing a mercenary group, the youngsters in The World group became her inverse scales.
She was considered being merciful to have just chopped one of Yuchi Peng’s hand!
Ye Qing Luo’s half narrowed eyes were cold and icy as her memories went back to the underground prison and shuddered from just recalling the scene where she had met that mental Castle Lord.
“Why are you still standing there in a daze? Want to see your group leader suffer from excessive blood loss and die in this place?” Ye Qing Luo glanced sideways at the Iron Blood Warriors cultivators.
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