Lu Yang's Greed!

["Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"]

["Once we kill you, this woman—and the Immortal Medicine in the Human Emperor Treasury—will all be ours!"]

[Before his words had even fallen, his figure had already vanished from where he stood.]

[The next instant, a fist burning with golden qi-flames, wrapped in a power that could pierce through the void, appeared before your face.]

[A strike from the Ninth Heaven of the Immortal Sovereign realm—tyrannical beyond compare!]

[He had not even bothered to use his full strength. In his eyes, this punch was enough to blast you and the woman behind you into a mist of blood.]

[Your pupils suddenly shrank.]

[But there was not the slightest trace of fear on your face.]

[You merely looked at him with the eyes of someone staring at an idiot.]

[Another one rushing off to reincarnate.]

[You silently mocked him in your heart.]

[Just as the wind from that fist was about to touch the tips of your hair.]

[You did not move to block it, nor did you dodge.]

[You merely spoke softly, in a tone full of pity.]

["How pitiful."]

["What?"]

[Lu Yang's movement paused. His fist stopped less than half an inch from the tip of your nose, the sharp wind from it whipping your black hair into wild disarray.]

[The killing intent in his eyes turned into thick bewilderment.]

[This ant was on the verge of death—what nonsense was he babbling?]

["I said, you're truly pitiful."]

[You repeated it, shaking your head.]

["You racked your brains and paid who knows how steep a price just to sneak into Weiyang Palace, only to end up at the wrong door."]

["What do you mean!"]

[Lu Yang's brows knitted tightly, and an inexplicable unease rose in his heart.]

["The Immortal Medicine