Killing Intent Terrifies the Emperor Team! An Invitation to Tianxiang Tower, Old Sins Resurface

"All right, all right. It was all a misunderstanding. I was just being too sensitive."

Ye Lingling suddenly spoke up, stepping between Su Ling and Yu Tianheng.

She took a deep breath, trying to keep her voice calm. "Little Ling was just in a bad mood and spoke a little harshly. Tianheng, Yan'er, let it go."

"No way, Lingling! He treated you like that, and you're still sticking up for him?"

Dugu Yan planted her hands on her hips, the fury in her green eyes burning even brighter. "He needs to be taught a lesson today!"

Su Ling couldn't be bothered to deal with these people. He turned slightly and started walking in the other direction, planning to go around them.

"Hey! Do you think I'm joking?"

Dugu Yan was deeply stung by the way Su Ling looked at her as if she were trash. Ever since Tang San had defeated her, she had hated that kind of arrogant, dismissive attitude most of all.

She abruptly waved her hand, sending a streak of purple poison mist shooting toward Su Ling's back like an arrow.

"Jade Phosphor Serpent's Poison!"

Yu Tianheng's pupils contracted sharply. He hurriedly cried out, "Yan'er, don't!"

He knew better than anyone how powerful Dugu Yan's Jade Phosphor Serpent's Poison was.

Even someone as strong as him would turn into a pool of pus and die within moments if it touched him.

Yan'er had truly gone for the kill!

That might have been one thing if Su Ling were just anyone, but his grandfather was a Level 97 Super Douluo.

If anything happened to Su Ling, Dugu Bo might not even be able to protect her.

But just as the poison mist was about to touch Su Ling's clothes, green flames covered his body, instantly burning the poison mist away.

Su Ling stopped and slowly turned around, walking toward Dugu Yan. The aura around him had changed completely.

Cold flames began to kindle in his pale golden eyes. His killing intent was almost tangible, making the air around them feel thick and heavy.

"W-what is this? I... I can't move."

Dugu Yan's eyes widened. An overwhelming terror seemed to envelop her, and her legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

She had never felt such pure killing intent. For an instant, it was as if she had died a thousand times over.

"Yan'er... Run!"

Yu Tianheng desperately tried to shout, only to find that an invisible hand seemed to be gripping his throat, leaving him unable to make a sound.

To his horror, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul he had always been so proud of was now trembling as if facing its natural enemy.

Su Ling grabbed Dugu Yan by her slender, snow-white neck.

The girl was strikingly beautiful, with skin as pale as snow, so delicate it seemed it might bruise at a touch.

But in Su Ling's eyes, she was no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"You've gone too far." Su Ling's voice was low and cold. "I didn't want to bother with you. Since you insist on seeking your own death..."

Su Ling's cultivation might have been unimpressive now.

But in his Previous Life, he had slaughtered tens of millions of living beings.

Even after becoming a God King, he had personally destroyed several planes.

The killing intent he had accumulated through countless slaughter was something these sheltered, pampered geniuses could never withstand.

"Little Ling... Yan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Lingling walked over with a frown. The light of her Nine Star Begonia enveloped Su Ling, and only after confirming that he was unharmed did she breathe a sigh of relief.

But when she saw what was happening, she froze in place.

Su Ling still had his hand around Dugu Yan's neck. The girl's face had turned from pale to purple, and her eyes were rolling back.

Ye Lingling hurried forward and clutched Su Ling's wrist with her cold fingers. "Little Ling! Let go! You'll strangle her!"

When Su Ling met Ye Lingling's blue eyes, brimming with tears and filled with worry and confusion, his overwhelming killing intent faltered.

He snorted and abruptly let go.

Dugu Yan crumpled to the ground as if all strength had left her. She coughed violently, gulping in air.

The sheer terror and near-death suffocation had made her lose control of her body.

A dark stain quickly spread beneath her skirt, and a faint, pungent odor crept across the floor.

Seeing this, Su Ling took two more steps back and frowned in disgust.

"How unlucky." He muttered under his breath, then took a silk handkerchief from his clothes and leisurely wiped each finger.

At his words, Dugu Yan's pale cheeks flushed red. Humiliation, fear, and shame overwhelmed her, and she finally burst into tears.

"Waaah... My grandpa won't let you get away with this!"

Dugu Yan cried out, though there was a note of bluster in her voice.

She struggled to stand, but her legs were as weak as noodles, leaving her huddled helplessly on the ground.

Yu Tianheng staggered over to Dugu Yan and took off his coat to cover her.

He looked up at Su Ling with apprehension, but still forced himself to say, "Su Ling, we'll take the loss today. But don't forget, Yan'er's grandfather is Poison Douluo Dugu Bo!"

Su Ling tilted his head and gave him a mocking smile, then turned and left.

Not long after Su Ling left Medicine Fragrance Pavilion, a voice called out to him.

"Su Ling, you've gone all these days without coming to see me. I thought your mom had dragged you home and broken your legs that day!"

Prince Xue Beng came over, twirling a folding fan.

He patted Su Ling on the shoulder and winked at him. "Come on. I'll take you somewhere good—guaranteed to be better than last time."

Su Ling glanced at Xue Beng and replied coolly, "No. You guys go ahead. I have something to do."

In his First Life, this bastard had taken him out drinking, then drugged his drink.

He had wanted Su Ling to assault a member of Moon Xuan Pavilion and ruin his reputation.

Moon Xuan Pavilion was a prestigious arts and etiquette academy in the Heaven Dou Empire.

The female students there were all noble-born young women, with complicated networks of powerful families behind them.

Its Pavilion Master, Tang Yuehua, was even rumored to be involved with Emperor Xue Ye.

If Su Ling hadn't been drunk and gone into the wrong room, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Even so, he had still taken a severe beating and had even been captured by Spirit Hall and locked up for a month.

It had taken his grandfather personally stepping in to get him out.

At the thought, Su Ling's gaze grew colder.

Seeing Su Ling reject him so bluntly, Xue Beng's smile stiffened. Then he plastered on an even brighter grin. "What? Still mad about last time?"

"That was all a misunderstanding! This time it's a respectable place—the newly opened Tianxiang Tower. It's backed by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! There's nothing to worry about."

"Not interested." Su Ling uttered the three words flatly, then turned and left.

Xue Beng watched in the direction Su Ling had disappeared, his smile gradually fading as a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

He muttered under his breath, "Why has this kid suddenly become so difficult?"