To break through the twelve levels of the Yin-Yang Realm, one must endure the torments of Hell, experiencing the pain of beasts, which is extremely challenging.
Many martial artists fail to break through because they cannot bear the life of a beast, remaining stuck at this level forever.
But what does Ling Xiao have to fear?
His soul ventured into Hell, transforming directly into a fierce Evil Beast, traversing Hell with the body of the Evil Beast Demon King, then successfully emerged.
Breakthrough succeeded!
However, so as not to alert those nearby to the signs of his breakthrough, he deliberately suppressed his aura.
This time, due to the breakthrough, Ling Xiao’s entire body seemed to be tormented continuously by the terrifying Five Poison Holy Wine.
He did not recover for a long time.
After more than ten minutes, Liu Lian anxiously stood up, worried that Ling Xiao might not be able to endure it.
Fan Ruohai frowned, thinking to himself, could he have misjudged? Is this just an ignorant fool rather than the real Ling Xiao?
"Hmph, better if he’s dead, an overconfident fool!"
Shui Shen Zi snorted disdainfully, looking at the motionless Ling Xiao with contempt.
Twenty-one jars of Five Poison Holy Wine; if it were her, she’d be extremely cautious even with a single jar.
This Ling Xiao is simply courting death, he has no one else to blame.
"Shui Shen Zi, drag this waste’s corpse out and throw it out the window. There are Monster Beasts below, they can enjoy a good meal. Don’t ruin everyone’s drinking mood."
Fengmo Shengjian suddenly spoke up.
Shui Shen Zi nodded, then stood up. She had long wanted Ling Xiao to die.
This opportunity was really rare.
She also knew this was Fengmo Shengjian giving her a chance to get revenge.
Although this was just a fake Ling Xiao, he must be a friend or admirer of the real Ling Xiao, killing him could still relieve her hatred.
"I advise you not to act recklessly, or I will kill you!"
Liu Lian coldly blocked Shui Shen Zi’s way.
She absolutely would not allow anyone to harm Ling Xiao because she knew this was the real Ling Xiao.
Shui Shen Zi frowned. If Liu Lian blocked her, she really had no way. Liu Lian’s cultivation level was much stronger than hers now, if they really fought, she would only suffer a loss.
"Get out of the way!"
Fengmo Shengjian suddenly attacked from behind, striking at Liu Lian.
Liu Lian hastily defended. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱
Taking the chance, Shui Shen Zi darted forward and reached towards Ling Xiao.
However, at this moment, an astonishing scene occurred, shocking everyone present.
Ling Xiao suddenly opened his eyes and looked mockingly at the oncoming Shui Shen Zi, opening his mouth.
"Sure enough, a fine wine!"
As this voice sounded, a black wine vessel shot from his mouth, stabbing towards Shui Shen Zi like Sword Qi.
He couldn’t easily kill Fengmo Shengjian, but Shui Shen Zi was not an official participant of the White Tiger Summit, so killing her was of no consequence.
Moreover, she had been plotting his death, and today she even wanted to throw him off Qijing Tower.
If he didn’t kill her, how could Ling Xiao feel at ease?
This piece of Sword Qi was too swift, too unexpected.
Shui Shen Zi had almost no reaction and was directly pierced by the black Sword Qi.
The terrifying poison spread within her body.
Shui Shen Zi let out a heartrending scream, making the martial artists present shiver and their scalps tingle.
Then, Ling Xiao slapped out, and Shui Shen Zi, struck in the face, flew out of Qijing Tower and fell below.
In that instant, all eyes were on him, aghast.
Liu Lian appeared delighted.
Fan Ruohai, after a moment of stupefaction, also smiled.
Back then, he thought Ling Xiao would be killed by the Hell Lord in the Hell Tower.
But later events proved him wrong, which adjusted his expectations of Ling Xiao.
Because of this, he firmly believed Ling Xiao would not be killed so easily.
Even though this fake Ling Xiao and the real one seemed completely different, he still insisted this was Ling Xiao; it couldn’t be fake.
"You actually killed her?"
Fengmo Shengjian widened his eyes, shouting in shock and anger.
"So what if I killed her? She wasn’t an official competitor in the White Tiger Summit. Besides, if her strength isn’t up to par, she should know her place. She came courting death herself; does she really think Ling Xiao is easy to bully?"
Ling Xiao said disdainfully, looking at Fengmo Shengjian.
Fengmo Shengjian opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing.
Shui Shen Zi attempted to kill an official competitor of the White Tiger Summit, a crime punishable by death. Being killed by the fake Ling Xiao, he could find no grounds for revenge.
No matter how you looked at it, the fake Ling Xiao was in the right.
"Your Highness, Princess Consort, thank you for the fine wine, but I haven’t had enough yet. How about more?"
Ling Xiao, ignoring Fengmo Shengjian, looked at the Princess Consort and spoke.
His eyes carried a hint of playfulness and mockery.
Today, I’ll drink you poor! See if you dare to show off!
The Princess Consort was directly taken aback.
That was the Five Poison Holy Wine, a top-grade wine worth ten thousand Middle-grade Spirit Stones per jar, not something ordinary people could afford. Lower-grade Spirit Stones couldn’t even buy it.
This guy had already drunk twenty-one jars, costing her 2.1 million Middle-grade Spirit Stones.
He hadn’t had enough?
"You still have the mood to drink? After killing Shui Shen Zi, the Temple Master of the Water Temple won’t let you go. Better hurry and escape."
Fengmo Shengjian coldly said, looking at Ling Xiao.
"Whether I escape is none of your business. Today, the Princess Consort is hosting; how can I not drink more and do justice to her generous hospitality?"
Ling Xiao glanced indifferently at Fengmo Shengjian. If this guy weren’t a qualified contestant, he would have wanted to get rid of this annoying presence now.
The Princess Consort’s brow almost knitted together. She took a deep breath and then said, "Fine, I’ll get you ten more jars; that’s enough, right? This wine is very costly and too potent. As an official contestant, don’t drink yourself to death."
"Is the Princess Consort out of money?"
Ling Xiao suddenly laughed. "If the Princess Consort truly has no money, I can buy it myself; that’s what I planned to do from the start."
His smile was richly mocking.
Sun Leng Chan, Mu Wan Shuang, Fan Ruohai, and Little Dot all looked at the Princess Consort with knowing smiles.
Today’s banquet was hosted by the Princess Consort. If she lost face in front of these people, what prestige would she have left?
"Fine, today I will let you drink to your heart’s content, drink until you die of intoxication!"
The Princess Consort said through gritted teeth, glaring at Ling Xiao.
Though losing Spirit Stones was painful, losing face was worse, so she’d rather lose some Middle-grade Spirit Stones than face such embarrassment in front of these people.
Otherwise, even the Crown Prince would look down on her.
"Great, then let’s start with a hundred jars."
The Princess Consort was stunned: "You really want to die."