Pain Mask

Hearing Lin Dong's words, the Heavenly Demon Mink inside the Stone Talisman panicked. "Is this brat planning to sell me?!"

"What Big Black Rat? Where is it?" Wu Yun asked in confusion.

"Right here!"

Lin Dong drew with his mental power and, sure enough, pulled a Big Black Rat out of the little black room.

"You little brat, how dare you toy with Lord Mink!" Through the Demon Spirit connection, the Heavenly Demon Mink discovered that Lin Dong was not referring to him, but an actual Big Black Rat. He relaxed, yet still gritted his teeth. Lin Dong's little stunt... did little harm, but was immensely insulting! Wu Yun said, "You're already grown up. Why are you playing with rats? I came to discuss serious business. This is also a great opportunity for you!"

He immediately told Lin Dong about the Elixir Immortal Pool Contest.

"The Elixir Immortal Pool will begin in three days. Come to Flame City with me!"

"You no longer need to worry about the Blood Wolf Gang. The Ten Thousand Gold Merchant Association, City Lord's Mansion, and Symbol Master Association have all agreed to help us. The Ten Thousand Gold Merchant Association has even sent people to watch the Blood Wolf Gang's important members. The moment any of their people dare come to Qingyang Town, we'll be notified immediately, and they'll help stop them!"

"Good, now I can rest easy!" Lin Dong nodded. Wu Yun then told Luo Cheng and the others about it before he and Lin Dong mounted Bai Yun and Xiao Yan and headed for Flame City.

Three days later, Wu Yun and Lin Dong settled the Fire Python Tiger siblings at the Symbol Master Association before arriving at the Ten Thousand Gold Merchant Association.

"Sister Xuan Su, we're here!"

"Little Yun, I've been waiting for you for so long."

Xuan Su spoke resentfully, then looked at Lin Dong beside Wu Yun.

"This must be Lin Dong. A true hero indeed comes from the young!"

"Lin Dong greets Steward Su!"

"You can call me Sister Xuan Su, just like Little Yun does!"

"Alright, Sister Xuan Su!"

"There may be some trouble later. The originally selected candidates, Liu Yi and Song Qing, were dropped because of your sudden inclusion. They're unwilling to accept it, so they may challenge you later."

Xuan Su said awkwardly, "One is from the Liu Family, while the other is from the Song Family. Both are major families within our merchant association. It's not that I'm afraid of offending them, but there are other stewards as well..."

Wu Yun immediately interrupted her. "Sister Xuan Su, there's no need to explain. We trust you. Isn't it just a matter of strength? If we can't even defeat those two, there's naturally no need for us to participate in the Elixir Immortal Pool Contest!"

"You really do know how to dote on your sister!" Xuan Su laughed.

"In order to take over the Blood Garment Sect's territory, I haven't spread word of Wei Tong's death yet. Otherwise, if they knew that you killed Wei Tong, they wouldn't dare challenge you even if they had ten times the courage."

Xuan Su led the two of them to the assembly square.

A group of people was already there. Beside Xia Zhilan stood a lecherous young man, his eyes gleaming lustfully as he looked at her. "Zhilan, who in Flame City is more suited than me to participate in the Elixir Immortal Pool Contest? You can't stop me from participating just because you don't like me."

Xia Zhilan did not even want to look at Song Qing. This man was promiscuous by nature and morally corrupt, yet he still wanted to pursue her. He was simply dreaming.

Besides Song Qing, who buzzed around Xia Zhilan like a fly, another young man with a silent, gloomy face stood to one side. He was Liu Yi, one of the previously selected candidates! He had been staring in the direction of the entrance. At that moment, Xuan Su arrived with Wu Yun and Lin Dong.

At last, a trace of expression appeared on Xia Zhilan's face... They had finally come! "Steward Su is here!"

Several people went over to greet them.

Liu Yi and Song Qing both fixed their eyes on Wu Yun and Lin Dong.

These were the two who had stolen their spots.

"Xuan Su, are these the candidates you selected? The Elixir Immortal Pool Contest is of great importance. You suddenly replaced Liu Yi and Song Qing—can these two guarantee victory?"

An elderly steward was the first to challenge her.

"If they cannot win, then replacing them with Liu Yi and Song Qing would be even more impossible!" Xuan Su retorted coolly.

"Steward Su, I wish to challenge them. If I lose, I'll have nothing more to say!" Liu Yi stepped forward and spoke bluntly.

"I challenge them too!" Song Qing added with a gloomy expression.

Xia Zhilan walked between Wu Yun and Lin Dong and whispered into their ears, "Liu Yi is just like that. He doesn't have any bad intentions, so go easy on him. Song Qing, on the other hand, is not very honest. You can teach him a harsher lesson."

"No problem. Let's do it!" Wu Yun nodded.

"One is at the late Heavenly Origin Stage, while the other is at the middle Heavenly Origin Stage. Second Brother, you choose first!"

"Then I'll choose him. He's a little more challenging." Lin Dong pointed at Liu Yi.

He could tell that Liu Yi was also someone steadfast in martial arts. He wanted to fight someone like that.

Lin Dong was only at the middle Heavenly Origin Stage now!

"Mm, go ahead!" Wu Yun agreed, because to him, the middle and late Heavenly Origin Stages were no different.

They were both toys! Song Qing's face darkened even further. He felt utterly humiliated.

Lin Dong and Liu Yi immediately began fighting. Lin Dong did not use his mental power from the start, and the two fought fiercely without either gaining the upper hand.

It was Wu Yun and Song Qing's turn.

As they approached each other, Song Qing spoke to Wu Yun in a cold voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz. "I don't care where you came from, but this young master kindly advises you to be a little more sensible. Go tell Steward Su and the others that you're voluntarily withdrawing, and I'll give you a satisfactory reward. Otherwise, you'd better be more careful when conducting yourself in Flame City..."

Wu Yun smiled. Song Qing spent all day thinking up crooked schemes. With a face like that, it was no wonder Xia Zhilan disliked him.

"Do you fight with your mouth, idiot?"

Wu Yun rolled his eyes at him.

"You're courting death!" Song Qing flew into a rage, gathering Primal Force in his palm as he punched at Wu Yun.

Slap!

Wu Yun had long since lost patience with him. Using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to evade, he closed in and slapped Song Qing across the mouth.

At that moment, a middle-aged man in brocade robes walked into the square.

"President!"

"Father!"

Xuan Su and the other stewards quickly offered their greetings.

Xia Wanjin nodded and asked Xuan Su, "Which one is Wu Yun?"

"The one fighting Song Qing."

Xia Wanjin looked over with great interest.

Song Qing was being dragged back and forth by Wu Yun, controlled in his grasp as though he were a ball!

Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon Hand! Each time Wu Yun pulled him, he also punched Song Qing in the face.

No matter how Song Qing struggled, he could not break free from Wu Yun's control.

"What powerful Primal Force!"

Xia Wanjin praised him. Wu Yun's Primal Force was the strongest he had ever seen among those at the Heavenly Origin Stage.

Only then did Xuan Su and the others realize that Song Qing was not merely being beaten down. They were both at the Heavenly Origin Stage.

Song Qing's protective aura was like paper before Wu Yun, breaking at a single poke, while Wu Yun's protective aura could not be shaken no matter how Song Qing struck it.

Before long, Song Qing's face was bruised and swollen.

Humiliated into rage, a cold gleam flashed from his sleeve. A sharp blade silently slipped into his hand, and he viciously slashed it toward Wu Yun's throat.

"Wu Yun, watch out!"

Xuan Su cried out in alarm.

Xia Zhilan frowned deeply. "Heh, a hidden weapon?"

Wu Yun sneered disdainfully. In his eyes, Song Qing's movements were pitifully slow.

"Let me teach you what a hidden weapon really is."

With a flick of his finger, five golden pellets sprang from beneath his fingernails. Once they flew out, they transformed into golden flying needles.

He did not use mental power, merely using Primal Force to simply control the Dragon Whisker Needles.

The Dragon Whisker Needles pierced into both of Song Qing's palms.

The instant they entered, they pulled the surrounding flesh into tightly curled balls.

"Ahhh—"

Song Qing instantly screamed in agony, and the blade fell from his hand.

Five lumps of flesh bulged from each palm. His flesh was tightly pulled and twisted, and the heart-rending pain continuously assaulted his nerves.

"What happened?"

Xuan Su and the others had not seen anything clearly before Song Qing suddenly began writhing in pain.

"What a formidable hidden weapon!" Xia Wanjin was equally shocked. Even he had not clearly seen Wu Yun's technique or hidden weapon.

"Young Master, Young Master!"

A steward from the Song Family hurried over.

"Uncle Fu, kill him for me!"

Song Qing viciously pointed at Wu Yun.

"Your mouth really is stubborn!"

Wu Yun frowned, not even glancing at Uncle Fu.

He directly flicked out two more Dragon Whisker Needles, shooting them into Song Qing's mouth.

One struck his lip, while the other pierced straight into his tongue! The Dragon Whisker Needles curled up.

Song Qing's lip and tongue immediately curled into balls.

His entire mouth shrank and twisted out of shape.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh..."

Song Qing was in even greater pain, but he could no longer speak. Tears spilled from his eyes as he began to cry.

His entire face looked as though it were wearing a Pain Mask!!!