I Really, Really Want to Kill You

A trace of astonishment appeared on the maid's face.

Then she instantly broke into a smile.

With a wave of one hand, a blood-red whip appeared and lashed toward Lin Tian.

Bang!

With an explosive boom, the bed instantly shattered into wood chips.

An azure light appeared over the floor, blocking the maid's strike.

"Hm?"

The maid frowned, not expecting Lin Tian to have dodged.

"Where did he go?" The maid narrowed her eyes.

In an instant, she swung the whip in her hand.

The scarlet whip turned into streaks of bloody light, instantly filling the entire room.

Bang, bang, bang!

Countless whip shadows flashed, instantly pulverizing all the furniture and vases in the room.

But because barriers of light protected both the walls and the deck,

the room itself remained undamaged.

With a snap,

all the red light abruptly vanished, greatly startling the maid.

Lin Tian had already caught the other end of the whip.

Spikes covered the whip, yet not a single one pierced Lin Tian's palm.

"A body cultivator!"

The maid paled in shock and was just about to flee.

"It's been a long time since I killed anyone."

An icy male voice rang out.

Lin Tian murmured as he swung the longsword in his hand.

Hum!

The maid felt only an azure light flash before her eyes.

A hint of cold appeared at his neck.

"No... no... why?"

Clutching her fair neck, the maid looked at Lin Tian in disbelief.

Then she fell to the floor.

"What happened?"

"Wenren Zhen, what's wrong?"

A figure appeared outside the room.

It was Ziwei and Su Nan.

Qi Liancheng was among them as well.

Their pupils contracted as they looked at the maid lying on the deck.

"I didn't expect them to act so soon."

With a grave expression, Su Nan entered the room and approached the maid.

"She disguised herself."

Su Nan spoke quietly, reaching out one hand as wisps of light appeared around his five fingers.

He pressed it against the maid's face and peeled off a human-skin mask.

It revealed the face of an exquisitely beautiful woman.

"It's actually her!"

At the sight of her true appearance, even Su Nan's voice trembled slightly.

Then he explained:

"This is my second younger brother's Dao companion. I never expected my second younger brother to have her Dao companion act personally."

Qi Liancheng approached the woman and immediately exclaimed:

"Such beauty, such beauty, and she was actually killed."

He spoke regretfully, then looked at Lin Tian.

"Why weren't you the one to die?"

Lin Tian frowned slightly, then broke into a savage grin.

"Wait!"

Su Nan was still speaking.

Swish!

A sword's cry instantly rang out.

Greatly alarmed, Qi Liancheng hurriedly shot backward.

"You want to fight me?"

Fierce killing intent instantly appeared in Lin Tian's eyes as he grinned.

"I really, really want to kill you."

Hum!

An unbroken sword cry instantly resounded throughout the immortal vessel.

Brilliant sword light swirled around Lin Tian.

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

They had never expected Lin Tian to unleash such terrifying killing intent.

"Do you really think I don't have a temper?"

Gritting his teeth, Qi Liancheng punched toward Lin Tian from a distance.

Space instantly trembled.

A golden fist shot out in an instant.

"Stop!"

Uncle Jian's voice rang out, and he moved directly to catch the fist.

Then he stood between the two.

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes, somewhat disappointed.

"Ah."

Su Nan sighed softly, sitting in his wheelchair with a helpless expression.

After a long while, Su Nan looked at Qi Liancheng and said:

"Young Master Qi, you needn't join this trip to the Fire Nether Forbidden Land. I hope you'll leave now."

Qi Liancheng froze, then looked at Su Nan in disbelief.

At that moment, it was not just Qi Liancheng.

Almost everyone looked incredulous.

Their gazes swept over Lin Tian, filled with astonishment.

Lin Tian and Qi Liancheng were at odds.

In his place, they too would have discarded one of them, just as Su Nan had.

But they had never expected Su Nan to discard Qi Liancheng.

Could there be more to Lin Tian's strength?

Han Xianshu stared straight at Lin Tian with her beautiful eyes, her thoughts unknown.

"Between him and me, you chose him?"

Qi Liancheng demanded coldly.

"Yes."

Su Nan nodded, then pointed at Lin Tian before pointing toward Ziwei.

"If I discard Young Master Wenren Zhen, the other member of the Wenren Clan will leave too. Time is tight now, and I don't have time to find another heaven's chosen."

Once Su Nan finished, everyone understood.

Sure enough, Su Nan had considered things more thoroughly.

Ziwei laughed inwardly. Su Nan certainly knew how to handle things.

"Hmph, very good, Su Nan!"

Qi Liancheng sneered.

"But you're wrong!"

"Even the two of them together can't compare to me!"

With that, he left directly.

Through the window, Lin Tian saw Qi Liancheng jump straight off the immortal vessel.

He was about to give chase when Su Nan called him back.

"Young Master Wenren, the Joyous Immortal Sect is a major sect."

He offered this reminder.

What he meant was that Lin Tian should not let Qi Liancheng jeopardize their affairs.

Because he knew Lin Tian was an Extreme Realm Zhenwu.

To the others, however, it became a reminder from Su Nan that Lin Tian should not court death.

Afterward, the immortal vessel's staff arrived and found Lin Tian another room.

Everyone went back to resting.

"A bit of a pity."

Lin Tian murmured.

He had killed that Mystic Core Peak maid.

No, rather, after killing Su Nan's younger brother's wife,

he had not advanced.

Had he killed Qi Liancheng, there might have been some hope.

But Su Nan had stopped him.

A genuine Void Insight Third Layer cultivator might have given Lin Tian some trouble.

But Qi Liancheng lusted after women and belonged to the Joyous Immortal Sect.

His presence was weak and unsteady.

Killing him would still have been easy.

Time passed, bit by bit.

Sounds of fighting rang out one after another within the immortal vessel.

The ordinary passengers aboard the immortal vessel,

faced with this, dared to feel anger but dared not speak.

The Su Clan of Willow Capital was a great clan of the immortal kingdom.

Some major powers knew about this contest for the position of clan head.

Naturally, they would not board the immortal vessel.

But those of lowly status naturally knew nothing about it.

So they could only endure it.

According to Su Nan,

under the clan rules,

those who attacked were actually also people selected by his younger brothers and sisters.

As for Uncle Jian, apart from protecting Su Nan,

he would not act against these people.

Su Nan had not gathered everyone together.

That was also to flush out these assassins.

This had not drawn any objections from Han Xianshu and the others.

After all, places for entry into the Fire Nether Forbidden Land were extremely scarce.

And it was a forbidden land belonging exclusively to the Su Clan.

Entering it inherently required them to pay a price.

The fighting continued until evening.

Of the ten people Su Nan had selected, three had died.

Including Qi Liancheng, who had left earlier,

Su Nan's side was already down four people.

Inside a lavishly decorated room,

Su Nan played a board game with Uncle Jian.

"These younger brothers and sisters of mine really do take good care of me."

Su Nan sighed.

"Earlier, Eldest Young Master, you should also have sent a few people over to their side to test the waters."

Uncle Jian said.

The piece in Su Nan's hand paused slightly, and he gave a bitter smile.

"Uncle Jian, you know too that I never wanted to compete for the position of clan head in the first place."

"You may not fight for it, but others don't think that way."

Su Nan sighed and said:

"Father forced my hand. Even a vicious tiger won't eat its own cubs. There's no need to take some things this far."

"You're still too kindhearted, young master."

Uncle Jian spoke quietly, then continued asking:

"What do you think of those two juniors from the Wenren Clan, young master?"

Su Nan's eyes flickered slightly.

"One alone can't compare to Qi Liancheng, but the two together are decent."

As Su Nan spoke, he swept the chessboard over.

"Young master, aren't we playing anymore?"

Uncle Jian's expression remained unchanged as he looked at Su Nan in some puzzlement.

Su Nan looked coldly at Uncle Jian.

"Since the day before yesterday, you've felt extremely weak to me, Uncle Jian. Did you lower your own cultivation?"

"Yesterday, in your fight with Wenren Zhen, you seemed to use a secret art that drastically boosted your cultivation just to barely reach the Void Insight Ninth Layer."

Uncle Jian froze briefly, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Then, slowly, understanding dawned.

"There was no choice. The clan head stipulated that in the contest for succession, cultivation could be no higher than the Void Insight Third Layer."

Su Nan sighed, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Uncle Jian extended one hand, and a large hammer appeared in it.

"You're the one who surprises me, eldest young master. Everyone says you're a cripple, yet you can clearly sense the changes in my cultivation."

Uncle Jian kept pacing, full of wariness as he scrutinized Su Nan in his wheelchair.

"Uncle Jian, now that you know, come back to my side."

The sorrow vanished from Su Nan's eyes, replaced by a trace of hope.

He continued coaxing patiently:

"Mother once said that when no one in the entire Su Clan could be relied upon, I could trust only you."

Uncle Jian sneered, dipping his head as he cast Su Nan a contemptuous look.

"How can someone as kindhearted as you become the Su Clan's head? What future would I have following you?"

"Is that so?"

Su Nan murmured, his voice growing quieter.

Then he extended his right hand toward Uncle Jian, spreading it slightly.

"Hmph, what are you playing at?"

"Today, not only will you die, but everyone you chose will die too."

Uncle Jian spoke disdainfully.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted.

Streaks of eerie light appeared around Su Nan, and the entire room instantly dimmed.

A dazzling sensation stabbed into his mind, and Uncle Jian felt as though the whole world were tumbling.

Terrifying presences instantly assailed Uncle Jian from all sides.

"Ah, to think even the last person I could trust is gone. Uncle Jian, I've already given you so many chances along the way."

Su Nan spoke softly, his voice filled with melancholy.

Profound terror surfaced on Uncle Jian's face.