I Will Kill You Myself

Chapter 7: I Will Kill You Personally

"Quick, look! That person is Wang Ritain, the one the Xuanyuan Family has a bounty on!"

The eyes of the surrounding martial artists lit up instantly, greediness flashing in their gazes. In their view, killing Wang Ritain would not only earn them the generous rewards promised by the Xuanyuan Family but also allow them to make a name for themselves in the martial arts world. It was simply a golden opportunity to ascend to heaven in a single step. In an instant, true qi surged around everyone, and the atmosphere became incredibly tense, like a taut bowstring ready to snap.

"Kid, surrender obediently, and maybe we'll leave you with an intact corpse!" A martial artist with a brutish face, brandishing his long saber with a whistling sound, shouted at the top of his lungs.

Hearing this, a cold, disdainful smile appeared on Wang Ritain's face. He slightly raised his head, his gaze like lightning as he swept across the eager crowd around him. He said coldly, "With you trash? You think you can use me to exchange for benefits? You are nothing but stepping stones on my path to the peak!"

The crowd was enraged by Wang Ritain's words, and they glared at him furiously. Several of them were Grandmaster level experts, figures of considerable standing in the martial arts world. When had they ever endured such humiliation? "Hmph, this brat is too arrogant! Let's go all out together. I don't believe that so many of us can't take him down!" another tall Grandmaster roared, charging towards Wang Ritain first. In an instant, the others responded, true qi surging as they swarmed towards Wang Ritain, as if intending to devour him alive.

Facing the tide of enemies, Wang Ritain showed no fear. Instead, he burst into loud laughter. "Excellent! It's time to test the power of my newly acquired Three Points Return to Origin Qi!" He clapped his hands together swiftly, and the Three Points Return to Origin Qi within him erupted instantly. In a flash, a powerful surge of energy spread outwards from Wang Ritain as the center. This energy was like an invisible giant hand, distorting the very air wherever it passed.

The martial artists who had been attacking felt a powerful force suddenly strike them, pulling their bodies uncontrollably. Even the Grandmaster level experts struggled to resist this force, all being pulled to Wang Ritain's front by the invisible energy. Their faces were filled with terror, and their eyes held disbelief. Some onlookers in the distance watched this scene, stunned into silence. "What... what kind of technique is this? How can it be so terrifying!" one Grandmaster exclaimed in horror, his voice trembling slightly.

Wang Ritain ignored the exclamations of the crowd, a hint of resolve flashing in his eyes. "Since you've come to my doorstep, don't blame me for being impolite!" With that, he drew his saber, and a sky-piercing demonic energy instantly permeated the air. The demonic energy was so dense it seemed almost tangible, as if intent on dyeing the entire world black. Everyone felt a chill crawl up from their feet to the top of their heads, and cold sweat instantly soaked their backs. They finally realized that the saber in Wang Ritain's hand was the legendary demonic blade.

Immediately after, terrifying streaks of black blade energy appeared out of thin air. The blade energy crisscrossed like sharp blades, whistling through the air. The crowd fell into extreme panic. They tried to circulate their true qi to resist, but the blade energy was too powerful, instantly shredding their protective true qi. In full view of everyone, the blade energy flashed like lightning, mercilessly slicing through flesh and blood. For a time, the martial artists cried out in succession, the scene too horrific to behold.

Those who were cut in half crawled painfully on the ground, emitting shrill wails. Their blood gushed out, pooling on the ground to form a sea of blood. The entire town was filled with a thick, nauseating smell of blood. Those who witnessed this scene reached the peak of awe towards Wang Ritain. They finally understood that Wang Ritain before them was by no means someone they could contend with.

At this moment, some martial artists from nearby who had intended to join the ambush on Wang Ritain saw this terrifying scene, their stomachs churned, and they almost vomited. Their legs turned to jelly, and they no longer had the courage to attack Wang Ritain. Wang Ritain slowly turned his head, looking at the people in the distance, his eyes icy, as if he could see into their hearts. When the gazes of those people swept over them, they were so frightened that their faces turned as pale as paper, and they all used their Qinggong (lightness skill) to turn and flee.

Wang Ritain watched their retreating backs and shook his head slightly. He sheathed his saber, stepped through the blood, and slowly walked out of the town. In the days that followed, Wang Ritain was repeatedly ambushed by martial artists. However, under his Heaven-defying Seven Demonic Blades, no one survived. His demonic might struck fear into countless hearts. The martial artists finally truly understood that Wang Ritain's strength had reached a terrifying level, far beyond what ordinary people could contend with.

For several days, no one dared to make a move against Wang Ritain. Wang Ritain walked on the road, but he felt a sense of dissatisfaction. He knew deeply that only by causing a bigger commotion could he gain more reputation points. And in this martial arts world, reputation was the foundation of his standing.

One day, Wang Ritain was walking on a mountain path. His keen senses detected someone secretly following him. The corners of his mouth curved slightly into a cold smile, his figure flickered, and he instantly vanished from his original spot.

The martial artist who was following Wang Ritain was a Grandmaster level expert. He believed he had hidden himself well, but he never expected Wang Ritain to have already discovered him. When he suddenly found Wang Ritain appearing before him, his face instantly turned deathly pale. His heart leaped in alarm, and he instinctively wanted to escape. However, before he could make any move, Wang Ritain casually waved his hand, and a blade energy flashed like lightning, instantly heavily wounding him.

The martial artist cried out in pain and fell to the ground, blood continuously gushing from his wound. He looked at Wang Ritain in terror, his eyes filled with despair. He thought he was surely going to die, but Wang Ritain had no intention of killing him.

"Get up," Wang Ritain said coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion.

The martial artist struggled to lift his head, looking at Wang Ritain with confusion in his eyes.

"I won't kill you, but you need to deliver a message for me," Wang Ritain continued.

"What... message?" the martial artist asked tremblingly.

"Go to the Xuanyuan Family in Huishan and tell your Ancestor Xuanyuan Dapan that when I return to Huishan, I will personally kill him!" Wang Ritain's voice was firm and icy, like a judgment emanating from the deepest hell.

"You... what did you say?" The martial artist was greatly shocked. He could hardly believe his ears. Xuanyuan Dapan was a Great Celestial Phenomenon realm expert, renowned throughout the martial arts world, and no one dared to provoke him lightly. Yet this young man before him dared to be so arrogant, speaking such rebellious words.

Wang Ritain looked at his shocked expression and sneered, "What, are you afraid? If you don't deliver the message, I'll kill you right now."

The martial artist's heart struggled. He knew Wang Ritain's terrifying power and understood that he was completely unable to resist. Under Wang Ritain's threat, he hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Alright... I'll deliver the message."