Moreover, this man was simple-minded—what he said was what he meant. Someone like him would never resort to any underhanded tricks to win.
This was absolute confidence.
"Fine. You can go."
Ye Lin casually waved a hand while holding the battered book, and Lu Cang gave Ye Lin a deep look.
"Next time, I'll come find you again. You're very interesting."
With that, Lu Cang turned and left.
"Why not kill him? If you summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, killing him would be as easy as slaughtering a chicken."
Wu Wang came to Ye Lin's side and asked in confusion. Their minds were linked, yet even he could not understand what Ye Lin was thinking at this moment.
Lu Cang might have been monstrous, but if Ye Lin insisted on summoning the Xuanyuan Sword, then with the powerful Human Race fate carried by the Xuanyuan Sword, even if Lu Cang burned everything he had, he still would not be able to withstand a single strike from it.
"Sometimes, what drives a person to grow quickly isn't profit, but pressure."
Ye Lin gave a soft laugh and said something that left Wu Wang utterly baffled.
Wu Wang scratched his head and left, while the two figures in the distance also returned to Ye Lin's body.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin took the Myriad Poison Dao Art and headed for Heaven Earth City.
Within Heaven Earth City, Poison Venerable's formerly pale complexion gradually regained its color, filling Snow Maiden beside him with delight.
"Cough, cough."
Suddenly, Poison Venerable's eyes flew open, and he broke into violent coughing, vomiting a large mass of black, filthy blood.
After vomiting the blood, Poison Venerable's condition visibly improved.
"Where is Lu Cang?"
Poison Venerable frowned as he looked at Snow Maiden beside him. He could not sense Lu Cang's