Why kill Ye Lingling?
The answer was shockingly cruel—she died, and the world lost a Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master. According to the Ye Clan's traditions, a new Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul would immediately awaken within the family.
This one spot has become a deadly, all-or-nothing struggle!
Murder is always a troublesome matter, especially the aftermath.
After all, when Soul Master takes action, they must use their Martial Soul. The form of the Martial Soul is too conspicuous, and once it is summoned, almost anyone can recognize it. In addition, with the Soul Ring ratio and Soul Skill effects, combined with the massive amount of Soul Master information held by the Spirit Hall, it is easy to lock down the identity of the murderer.
Few Soul Master are willing to bear the burden of such heinous crimes, be issued a warrant by the Spirit Hall, and ultimately end up as stray dogs, wandering aimlessly and living in constant fear.
Why would someone choose to take such a risk instead of enjoying a perfectly good life? Isn't that just crazy?
Zhao Wuji is the best example. Back then, he was young and reckless and committed a crime. He was hunted down by the Spirit Hall with nowhere to run and almost completely lost. Later, he broke through to the Soul Saint realm and stayed at the Shrek Academy. Only then did the Spirit Hall stop pursuing him because they were afraid of his strength.
Capturing a Soul Emperor is a piece of cake for the Spirit Hall; however, capturing a Soul Saint is exponentially more difficult. After all, the power of the Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar, is too terrifying, enough to raise the strength of Soul Saint by a large margin, and it is not something that ordinary forces can easily shake.
That's why the group that carried out the assassination of Ye Lingling this time were actually a group of ordinary people.
After all, their target was just a Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master —a pure healing type with almost no ability to protect oneself.
Whoosh whoosh--
The sound of arrows cutting through the air suddenly rang out, and a dense barrage of arrows, like dark clouds pressing down, rained down on the area!
With lightning speed, Lin Kong tackled Ye Lingling to the ground almost the instant the arrow pierced the air. He pressed one hand tightly to her mouth and wrapped the other around her waist, shielding her beneath him. His eyes were sharp as knives, signaling her not to make a sound.
At this moment, their bodies were pressed extremely close together, almost airtight. Their eyes met, and Ye Lingling could even clearly feel his warm breath and the steady, powerful heartbeat in his chest.
Even though it was a life-or-death moment, she felt inexplicably at peace.
Even though the sharp sound of arrows slicing through the air was chilling, and even though a strong sense of danger permeated the air around her, she was not afraid at all.
A faint smell of blood entered Ye Lingling's nostrils, and her heart skipped a beat—had Lin Kong shot it?
She subconsciously raised her hand, wanting to check his back. The moment her fingertips touched his clothes, she involuntarily shrank into his arms, making it look like she was hugging him.
"Hold me a little tighter," Lin Kong said in a very low voice, his tone serious.
If he needs to get up and fight next, her holding him too tightly will slow him down.
Ye Lingling was taken aback at first, then realized what was happening, and her cheeks flushed bright red.
Just moments ago, she could nestle peacefully beneath him, protected by him without a single distracting thought. But now, realizing their intimate posture, she felt a surge of heat spread from her cheeks to her ears, her heartbeat became erratic, and a wave of shyness washed over her.
Just then, Lin Kong suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed on a direction not far away, and said in a low, icy voice, enunciating each word clearly:
He's dead.
Ye Lingling followed his gaze, her blood freezing on her skin.
Ye Qinian lay lifeless in a pool of blood, his body riddled with countless arrows; he had died in this sudden, chaotic massacre.
The rain of arrows finally stopped, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Only the distant clamor could be heard—the screams of passersby, the cries of shopkeepers, and the clanging of shattering objects—all intertwined, conveying a profound sense of panic and chaos.
"Okay, that's enough..." Ye Lingling's voice was barely audible, with a slight tremor. She tried hard to calm her tone, but she couldn't control the slight shaking of her fingertips.
This trembling wasn't due to fear, but simply because of the solid back in front of him, and the warmth of their brief contact. A sense of shame, like fine vines, had already quietly crept into his heart.
"Hmm." Lin Kong responded softly, slowly standing up without relaxing in the slightest. His eyes, like those of a hawk, vigilantly scanned the eaves and windows around him, fearing that the assassination was not over and that there were still hidden tricks.
Several seconds passed, and apart from the distant noise, there was no further movement.
Lin Kong breathed a slight sigh of relief, turned around and reached out his hand to Ye Lingling, who was still squatting on the ground.
Ye Lingling looked up at him, her eyes sparkling, and quickly offered her hand.
The moment their palms touched, a warm force came through them, and with a little effort, Lin Kong pulled her up steadily.
"Watch out!" Something unexpected happened!
Lin Kong's exclamation rang out, his tone full of urgency.
A new wave of attacks came silently at this moment!
If the previous rain of arrows was the work of ordinary people, then this attack was clearly from Soul Master!
It was an ordinary white ball of light—the person who made the move did not summon Martial Soul, nor did they use any Soul Skill. They simply concentrated their Soul Power in their palm and blasted it out. Such a method had no Martial Soul characteristics to follow, making it impossible to trace their identity.
Normally, an attack that abandons Martial Soul and Soul Skill would have very limited power.
However, if the person making the attack has a high enough level of Soul Power, they can condense a white ball of light and kill someone!
The white orb, carrying immense Soul Power, hurtled towards Lin Kong and Ye Lingling. In its path, it pierced through solid walls and shattered heavy tables and chairs into dust, creating a terrifying spectacle.
At the critical moment, Lin Kong suddenly pulled Ye Lingling into his arms tightly, arching his back to protect her completely. The Eight Spider Lances on his back burst forth from his body, flashing with a chilling light, and then retracted to form a shield. The Dark Blue Silver Grass under his feet also grew wildly, tightly enveloping the two of them and weaving an impenetrable barrier.
boom--
A deafening explosion rang out, and a violent shockwave of Soul Power swept out like a tsunami, causing the walls of the entire inn to shake violently and dust to fall everywhere!
This is the final blow.
The Ye Clan members arrived late, looking at the inn now a ruin, their faces filled with bewilderment and horror. In this situation, could anyone possibly have survived?
No way, Lin Kong and Ye Lingling are both dead?
"Quick, save them!"
"Let's see if anyone is still alive!"