Lei Ao Appears, Enslaving Ling Tianhe

"I'll take out the Fine Rain Blade left by my cheap old man and strengthen it. Let's see how far I can upgrade it."

Su Chen thought to himself.

He had the 20-year Blade Cultivation Technique. If paired with a treasured blade, its power would undoubtedly be extraordinary once unleashed.

He could kill anyone at the peak of Innate realm or early stage of Spirit Refining with a single strike.

This trip had been quite fruitful.

He settled his mind and then took out the Innate Pills.

He swallowed them.

BOOM!

As soon as the Innate Pills entered his mouth, they dissolved instantly, generating a surge of pure Innate Qi within his body.

Su Chen quickly circulated the Mountain River Skill of the Mountain River Sect, channeling this Innate power into his dantian.

The Mountain River Skill was one of the top cultivation techniques of the Mountain River Sect.

However, Su Chen only had the first four layers.

The fifth layer required contributions or purchase with money.

But the first four layers were enough for Su Chen for now.

As the Mountain River Skill circulated, the medicinal effects of the Innate Pills were rapidly absorbed.

After consuming five Innate Pills.

Su Chen felt a slight increase in the Innate Qi within his body.

"Whether cultivating internal or external arts, the consumption is extraordinary. It truly is 'poor scholars, wealthy martial artists'."

Su Chen mused inwardly.

Night deepened.

The bright moon hung in the sky.

In Ling Tianhe's residence, he sat alone in his study.

His eyes were narrowed, and his face showed signs of fatigue.

There were too few clues from Song Yuan's side; he had no leads at all.

In Qingcheng City, no one who cultivated cold-attribute techniques had reached such a realm. This made him feel that the perpetrator might be an outsider.

Once outsiders were involved, investigating became extremely difficult.

"Who exactly killed Song Yuan? He was just an ordinary steward, he didn't know anything."

Ling Tianhe, with narrowed eyes, pondered.

He was very puzzled by Song Yuan's death, unable to find any clues.

If the other party wanted to issue a warning, why yesterday?

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and he abruptly stood up from his seat.

He flashed out of the study.

At this moment, a figure fled past his eyes.

Ling Tianhe quickly pursued.

In a pavilion in the backyard.

The figure stopped and turned to face Ling Tianhe.

The newcomer appeared to be around thirty, thin, but his exposed palms were notably large, and his eyes were like a falcon's.

Upon seeing the person, Ling Tianhe's expression changed, his pupils contracting sharply. He spoke, "Lei Ao, why are you here at my residence so late at night?"

As he spoke, Ling Tianhe's mind became vigilant, his gaze sweeping around.

After all, he knew that the person who killed Su Mengbai was in Lei Ao's residence.

Now that Lei Ao was here, he was definitely not here for a chat.

There must be no good reason for his visit.

"Deputy Pavilion Master Ling, don't be nervous. I came alone. I'm here to find Deputy Pavilion Master Ling mainly for one matter."

"That is, you hand over the iron mine belonging to the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower outside the city in Huo Village to my Lei Hall."

Lei Ao said, looking at Ling Tianhe.

Hearing Lei Ao's words, Ling Tianhe's eyes turned cold.

"Lei Ao, you actually dare to ask for it! You want our Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower's mine!"

Ling Tianhe hadn't expected Lei Ao to demand one of their Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower's mines right off the bat.

This was outright robbery.

"Deputy楼主 Ling, it's just a mine. Think about it, exchanging a mine for your life is quite worth it."

Lei Ao said in a flat tone.

Although his tone was flat, it carried a hint of threat.

"Lei Ao, are you threatening me!"

Ling Tianhe's eyes sharpened, and a burst of energy erupted within him.

Beaten badly by Su Chen today, and now threatened by Lei Ao.

He was already harboring a simmering rage.

Now further provoked by Lei Ao, he immediately attacked, appearing before Lei Ao with speed like a thunderbolt.

"This!"

Seeing Ling Tianhe charging at him, Lei Ao's expression tightened, and his body turned into an afterimage.

Ling Tianhe's palm strike passed through the afterimage, missing its target.

Without any hesitation, Ling Tianhe formed his hand into a claw and swept it back, unleashing five sharp streams of energy from his palm.

Bang!

His palm energy collided with a fist.

A flash of lightning emanated from the fist.

The two forces clashed, and both figures retreated several steps.

"You're injured?"

Lei Ao looked at Ling Tianhe, his eyes narrowing.

Ling Tianhe's strength was at the middle stage of Xiantian, on the verge of breaking through to the late stage.

His strength was slightly greater than Lei Ao's.

But in his recent attack, his energy lacked a bit of its usual force, clearly indicating he was injured.

The Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower and Lei Hall were both among the five major powers in Qingcheng City.

However, Lei Hall was ranked first, while the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower was only third in terms of wealth, and last in martial power.

Of course, Su Mengbai had been at the peak of Xiantian, on par with the Lei Hall Master.

Coupled with the backing of Zitan Palace, no one openly troubled the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower.

As for the strength of the other members of the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower, they lagged far behind.

"Even if I'm injured, I can still fight you."

Ling Tianhe said coldly.

Earlier in the secret chamber, when Su Chen attacked, the violent force had injured him, leaving him unable to retaliate.

Part of it was Su Chen's immense strength, but also Ling Tianhe's carelessness.

Otherwise, he believed he would not have lost to Su Chen.

"I didn't come here to fight you. I just hope Deputy楼主 Ling will think carefully. I'll be back tomorrow for your answer."

With that, Lei Ao's figure flickered and vanished like a ghost.

Ling Tianhe watched Lei Ao's retreating form, his brow furrowed.

He didn't understand why Lei Ao suddenly retreated.

Normally, knowing he was injured, Lei Ao should have attacked him ruthlessly, not just leave like this.

"However, Lei Ao's appearance suggests that Lei Hall has its sights set on the Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower's assets."

Ling Tianhe's expression darkened.

He turned and headed back.

Not long after, he returned to his study.

Upon entering, he found a figure sitting on his long chair.

The person in the seat was none other than Su Chen.

"Deputy楼主 Ling, you say Lei Ao came suddenly. Was it merely for my Golden Wind Fine Rain Tower's mines?"

Su Chen asked Ling Tianhe.

Hearing Su Chen's words, Ling Tianhe's heart skipped a beat.

He hadn't expected Su Chen to be so close by, and neither he nor Lei Ao had noticed.

"Don't be surprised. Actually, there's something else I need to tell you. Song Yuan was killed by my palm strike!"

As he spoke, Su Chen raised his left hand, and a chilling coldness instantly filled the study.

Then, Su Chen, who had been sitting on the chair, shot forward and appeared before Ling Tianhe.

He struck towards Ling Tianhe's chest with his palm.

Seeing this, Ling Tianhe immediately raised his hand to block Su Chen's palm strike.

BANG!

The palms collided.

He felt an extreme cold surge into his arm, his hand instantly feeling unresponsive.

A chilling aura swept towards his heart.

He immediately mobilized his internal energy to resist this chilling aura.

Hoo!

At this moment, a rune appeared on the palm of Su Chen's right hand, instantly pressing towards Ling Tianhe's forehead.

For some reason, when the rune appeared on Su Chen's palm, Ling Tianhe felt a wave of fear.

He wanted to move his body with all his might.

But in the next instant, a terrifying pressure fell upon him.

It rendered his body immobile.

He could only watch helplessly as the rune was imprinted on his head.

The moment the rune was imprinted, it turned transparent and directly merged into Ling Tianhe's mind.