"Spare my life, Senior! Spare my life!"
"Even ants strive to survive. Hahaha, tell me—give me a reason to spare you, or tell me what use you have."
Ling Yun's gaze locked onto them!
The remaining two were Attendants of Yangxin Hall on the Martial Soul Continent. The elder was Arhat Fruit and the other was Licorice, and both had been dispatched by Yangxin Palace to guard the Martial Soul Continent!
Arhat Fruit said, "I am useful! I know about Yangxin Hall's shady dealings!"
"I... I know too. They sell fake drugs, reuse medicine, and exploit low-strength medicine slaves, imprisoning them for life to cultivate spirit herbs."
"Do I need you to tell me these things?" Ling Yun frowned. He had known about such matters since ancient times; he simply hadn't cared to meddle back then.
Arhat Fruit said, "Then I will do whatever you want me to do! I am willing to do anything!"
Licorice said, "Me too! I'll do anything!"
The watch-dog shot them a look of utter contempt—how spineless!
Yet it shook its doggy head. Who asked them to court death? Of all people to provoke, they had to provoke this God of Slaughter!
Ling Yun said, "Is Yangxin Hall too narrow-minded to tolerate me anymore? Hahaha, what a fine Yangxin Palace."
"Yangxin Palace?" Arhat Fruit trembled violently, never expecting that Ling Yun would know about this!
"Where are they?" A smile curled the corners of Ling Yun's lips, a smile that made even the watch-dog shudder fiercely!
Licorice knelt and begged for mercy, "Yangxin Hall is its pawn! Yangxin Palace is... is..."
"Splash—"
Arhat Fruit slashed Licorice across the throat, taking his life. The former's eyes were bloodshot, as though he had fallen into the demonic path!
Ling Yun laughed. "Trying to play tricks in front