Painting of the Nine Immortals
chapter-170

"Slow it down, I’m taking this room. You two, get the f*ck out of here!"

An arrogant sentence was spoken from the direction of the door, forcing Ling Xian to frown. The customers who were eating on the first floor put down their chopsticks and gazed towards the door.

A youth wearing a luxurious gown slowly walked by. His face was pale white and his steps light. He belonged to a group of people with many desires and greed. His arrogant movements and exaggerated statements made it obvious that he was the son of an extraordinarily rich family.

Behind him was an elderly man with gray hair and black robe. He seemed to be the servant of the youth, as he walked with his head low and his back curved. The imposing manner given off by him, however, revealed his remarkable cultivation journey.

A foundational cultivator.

"Hmm… Based on this feeling I am getting. He is a powerful man from the foundational level."

"A servant? In the foundational level? No wonder this youth behaves so arrogantly. His family is definitely not an ordinary family!"

"Hehe, this is going to be fun."

This hotel had three floors in total with the top two used to accommodate travelers and the first floor used for dining. A lot of cultivators have chosen this hotel, many of whom had deep knowledge regarding Taoism. When people found out that this elderly was a foundational cultivator, the dining hall erupted with debates.

Hearing what others had to say about him, the youth felt very proud of himself, and his movements turned even more haughty. Pointing at Ling Xian, he scorned, "Fella, are you hearing what everyone is saying? I have an incredible family. This guy here behind me is a foundational powerhouse. If you have eyes, you would know to f*ck off!"

"What a brainless dumb*ss."

Ling Xian shook his head, laughing. Towards people like this who operated without a brain, he has grown tired and lazy to even associate himself with them. There were many idiots in the world, with his current capabilities and attitude, there was no more need to get mad at them anymore. If he took offense with every single one of them, he would die from anger long before he could achieve any of his dreams.

Glaring at the youth, Ling Xian softly said, "I have reserved this room. Why don’t you go elsewhere?"

"Elsewhere? Ha!"

The youth sneered, "My legs are expensive you know. F*ck off right now! This is an order! I am already showing you some respect by using words, so stop talking and f*ck off now!"

"You really are a stuck up."

Ling Xian frowned. "A month ago, someone behaved exactly the same way as you, speaking arrogantly and behaving conceitedly. Do you know what happened to him?"

Startled, the youth asked subconsciously, "What happened?"

"Dead. Killed by me," Ling Xian’s face was calm as he glanced at the youth and whispered, "So, I recommend you to turn away and leave. Don’t make me lift my finger."

"Oh mama, I am so scared!"

The youth faked a frightened expression. Very quickly though, he began to bellow uncontrollably, "You think I am a p*ssy? Little guy, I will tell you one last time, f*ck off right now, or I will break your dog legs!"

Lin Qing Yi raised an eyebrow and coldly said, "Ling Xian, I can’t bear this anymore. Kill him quickly."

"I was thinking the same thing." Ling Xian grinned. Despite his broad heart and his dislike for dealing with people like this, what the youth was saying was over the line. It triggered his desire to kill.

"Eh… There’s a woman here too?"

The youth shifted his gaze onto Lin Qing Yi, and his mind instantly lit up with dirty thoughts. He laughed. "Not a bad figure. What’s supposed to bulge, bulges out, and what’s supposed to perk, perks up. Not bad at all. She's got a nice ring to her voice too. I bet her moans in bed will make me ecstatic."

As he spoke, he dared to extend a hand to touch Lin Qing Yi’s face. "Hehe, let me see what you look like. If your face is as good as your body, then you for sure are a treasure. A perfect candidate to warm up my bed for me."

"Bastard."

Lin Qing Yi frowned but did not make a move. Rather, she looked at Ling Xian with a hidden trace of anticipation. She wanted to see how he would react to this.

The result was just what she had hoped, Ling Xian’s expression turned cold. This youth here said some ugly stuff, which Ling Xian could ignore. But to tease Lin Qing Yi like thit was not something he could overlook.

"You’re seeking death!"

Ling Xian’s anger was burning up, and his intention to kill the youth was boiling. Terrifying spiritual energy immediately poured out of him and engulfed the entire dining hall. Then, he concentrated the energy onto the youth.

However, just as his spiritual energy was about to attack the youth, the elderly in black walked forward and stood in front of the youth. Also using spiritual energy from the foundational level, he blocked Ling Xian’s attack.

"Mister, please stay elsewhere. My Master has taken a liking to your female companion, and this should be a blessing to you," the elderly’s face and voice were calm, though the way he phrased his sentences was just as arrogant as what the youth had said.

Taken a liking to my female companion?

A blessing to me?

Ling Xian’s face drooped and darkened. A type of rage he never felt before was stabbing his own heart. Snickering, he said, "Alright, alright, alright. What an arrogant pair of master and servant. Who is behind you that gives you such confidence and for you to act so obnoxiously?"

"You have no right to know."

The elderly’s facial expression was as calm as water, yet it was permeating with smugness, "Back off. Don’t ruin my young Master’s good mood. The one who supports us is not someone you can deal with."

"Back off?"

The corners of Ling Xian’s lips curved up. However, his face remained frigid. Ever since he began his cultivation journey, countless people have tried to provoke him with their words. However, not once, had he been as enraged as he was now!

His anger has reached a point where he was about to lose his rationality. He felt an impulse where he wanted to dash in front of these two and chop them into pieces!

To have taken a liking to his female companion is a blessing?

What ridiculous nonsense!

On top of that, he said it so nonchalantly and so casually, as if it truly was a blessing.

It could be deduced that this was not the first time this youth has done something of this absurdity. It was also obvious that numerous people have been stripped away of their rights, of their innocence, but could not speak out despite the humiliation!

To have used his background to his advantage to bully others… This type of person deserved to be killed.

Ling Xian’s anger made all his hair stand up. A chilling amount of his killing instinct seeped through his body, making everyone around him shudder.

"Mister, again, I recommend you to back off right now. We are not someone you can deal with." The elderly frowned as he noticed Ling Xian’s unleashed energy. However, because of his strong backbone, he didn’t care much for it. Impatiently, he waved his hand around, gesturing for Ling Xian to leave.

"Good, very good. Die!"

Ling Xian could no longer suppress his anger. He made his move and summoned the Halberd of the Divine Warrior right away!

Booooom!

An endless amount of heavenly light bloomed across the room and pierced through the roof. The long black halberd was unassailable and was aimed directly at the elder!

"Oh no!"

The elder’s face changed instantly as fear grew in his heart. Originally, he thought no matter how strong his opponent was, there was no way he couldn’t handle his attacks. The moment Ling Xian made his move, however, he realized he was very wrong. This amount of vigorous energy was unstoppable!

Bang!!

The halberd swept across the room. The elderly didn’t even have time to react and defend himself when he was lunged backward by force. Smashing into the wall, his entire body began to bleed, as the entire wall cracked under pressure.

Instant knockout!

The dining hall was silenced!

Everyone stared at Ling Xian, who stood there holding onto his halberd with great divinity. Their faces were filled with respect, horror, and disbelief.

"My God, he was knocked out within a second. This elder’s capability sure is rotten!"

"No, no, not that he was weak, this man in black is just too strong. One move hurt the opponent! If I’m not wrong, he is a foundational Heaven’s Favorite!"

"That’s right. Only a foundational Heaven’s Favorite could achieve this. He also must be the best of the Heaven’s Favorite!"

"Hehe, this is going to be fun. First, he tried to snatch this guy’s room, and then he tried to steal his companion. Now his servant was beaten like a stray dog. He deserved it!"

"Haha, that was so satisfying. The presumptuous ways they looked at everyone made me cringe. They really did deserve it!"

"You… Ehem, do you know who my Master is?"

The elderly, surprisingly still alive, leaned against the wall as he vomited more blood. Staring deadly at Ling Xian, he showed strands of hatred, but more than that was a deep fear and disbelief.

He really did not think for a second that this man in black would have such horrifying capabilities. He really didn’t expect that he would not be able to even block one move!

How big of a gap in strength was this?

"I don’t know, and I do not want to know. Even if he is the king, he cannot save your lives."

Ling Xian’s face was freezing cold, and his anger never died down in his heart. Holding onto the halberd, he marched forward step by step. Every step he took, the temperature in the dining hall dropped by one degree, but the fear in the elder’s heart increased by one degree.

"Dammit. My Master is Deputy Xiao Yao. If you dare to kill me, then he will not let you go easy!" The elderly appeared aghast. Most of the bones in his body were broken, and he had no strength to defend. All he could do was to watch Ling Xian slowly walk towards him.

"So what he’s Deputy Xiao Yao? I forgot to tell you, a month ago, the one I killed was the son of the Deputy of Chang An." Ling Xian remained disinterested. His long black halberd was exploding with light, diminishing all the possibilities of the elderly surviving this fight.

"You…"

The elder’s eyes widened. He only had time to say one word before his body collapsed onto the ground and he took his last breath.

Before dying, he finally found out the identity of Ling Xian. His last thought was hating the youth in that luxurious gown who had no eyes and decided to aggravate this devil!

"Ah!"

A shrill scream penetrated the room. The youth’s face flooded with fear. Teeth chattering, he looked at Ling Xian and croaked, "You… You killed Uncle Zhong? You are dead, you are dead you know! My dad will never forgive you."

"Your dad?"

Ling Xian snickered and appeared in front of the youth immediately. Making a fist, he punched!

Crack!

After a crisp sound, all the bones in the youth’s chest shattered into pieces. The excruciating pain made him twist and turn. He yelled, "F*ck, if you dare to touch a hair of mine, my father will curse your entire clan!"

"Who is Deputy Xiao Yao anyway? I might as well tell you. I even killed the soul of the Third Prince without reluctance or regret. Who the hell do you think you are!" Ling Xian’s face was frigidly cold as he stared at the youth who was crying in pain. He didn’t feel any source of pity towards him. Dying with one strike was too easy for people like him, they deserved to suffer like this!

"You… You are the monster who killed the Third Prince?!"

The youth froze.

He finally understood what a stupid thing he had done.

Sadly, it was too late to feel sorry.

"I am so dumb. I provoked you…" the youth laughed out of pain. His background really was fearsome, as he was the descendant of the Zhou Dynasty. In front of Ling Xian, however, he wasn’t worth anything.

After all, Ling Xian first killed a part of the soul of the Third Prince, and then he slaughtered the Deputy of Chang An’s son!

"Everything that is happening right now is because you asked for them. Accept your death!"

Ling Xian softly uttered out before he tightened his grasp onto his halberd and stabbed it into the youth’s heart.

Blood splattered everywhere, yet not a single drop landed on him.