116: You're the one who's cheating!

Why did the Young Lord of the Witch Clan not trigger a System notification?

Could it be that he doesn't count as a Destined Villain?

Shen Nian pondered inwardly. He had actually appeared on the third level long ago, but because of the massive expenditure earlier, he had spent some time recovering his spiritual energy, which was why he arrived a bit late.

Just a moment ago, he had also stopped by to check on Lu Ya. As expected, the other party had already taken advantage of the chaos to flee; he wasn't sure if he had gone to the third level or not.

However, if Lu Ya had even a shred of intelligence, he definitely wouldn't continue staying in the ruins.

After waiting for a few seconds and still receiving no System notification, Shen Nian immediately lost interest in the Witch God Lord, though a flash of killing intent crossed his eyes.

Since he wasn't a villain and couldn't provide preaching value, and dared to harbor inappropriate thoughts about his Junior Sister, combined with the fact that he was already disgusted with the Witch Clan...

This guy had already been sentenced to death.

Beside him, Murong Chen was casually sizing up the Witch God Lord. Even though he could sense that the other party's Realm far exceeded his own, he felt not a shred of fear.

He was someone following Brother Shen!

He wasn't afraid at all!

Furthermore, after pestering Shen Nian to return it, he had gifted the constantly whining Tian Shang to Shen Nian, so there was still a foundation of friendship there.

At this moment, Xiao Qinger also walked up to Shen Nian, looking somewhat puzzled.

"Senior Brother!"

"Where are Junior Sister You Yue and the others?"

Before Shen Nian could speak, Murong Chen volunteered to walk over to Xiao Qinger's side and began recounting what had happened earlier, leaving Xiao Qinger stunned.

It wasn't just Xiao Qinger; even the Female Yan Emperor within her body abandoned her lazy posture, sat up straight, and stared blankly.

Sword slaying a Great Perfection of Spirit Transformation?

A single sword strike leveling ten thousand miles of the Heavenly Demon Cave!!!

"His Dao of the sword has had another Breakthrough?" The Female Yan Emperor was somewhat incredulous, then revealed a thoughtful expression.

Meanwhile, the Witch God Lord walked over somewhat nervously, his expression shifting uncertainly several times.

"System, are you sure that as long as I concede, he won't attack me?"

"Rest assured, guaranteed."

"Host, admitting defeat is the right move. The Host hasn't formed a blood feud with him yet, so what reason would he have to kill you?"

"Host, look at him again. His eyes are so clear. Generally speaking, good-looking people have good tempers, are very gentle, and are easy to talk to..."

Fine! I'll go give it a try!

Once I'm done with the Exotic Fire, I'll go back and settle scores with you, System!

You promised I was the best at Talisman Dao, but then you said he had no predecessors and no successors. Isn't this just purely messing with my mentality?

"I was only talking about the Great Xia; he doesn't count as being from the Great Xia."

"..." The Witch God Lord was immediately rendered speechless; that seemed to make some sense.

But he was from the Southern Desert of the Upper Realm; what the hell was the use of being number one in the Great Xia?

The next second, the Witch God Lord revealed a smile, cupped his hands, and praised, "This Fellow Daoist has an extraordinary aura; one can tell at a glance that you are a Dragon among men!"

Shen Nian swept a cold glance at him and didn't speak.

"..." The Witch God Lord stiffened slightly, a hint of anger faintly appearing, but he continued to smile and said, "Hahaha, I am the Witch God Lord of the Southern Desert's Witch Clan. May I ask for this Fellow Daoist's name?"

Damn! Even more arrogant than me! Do you know I'm a Transmigrator!

Although the Witch God Lord knew the other party's true identity, he really couldn't find anything else to say to resolve the current awkwardness.

As soon as these words were spoken, Murong Chen and Xiao Qinger stopped their conversation and looked toward the black-robed youth.

They had already guessed the other party's identity.

The Young Lord mentioned by those three Witch Clan members!

"There were three Witch Clan members earlier who were likely your subordinates; I killed them."

"You cannot wait for the heavenly sun gold stone."

Shen Nian spoke indifferently, looking at the Witch God Lord with a normal expression, though he was somewhat surprised inwardly.

He hadn't expected this arrogant Witch Clan Young Lord to take the initiative to greet him, and so politely at that.

Could it be that he noticed something?

This gave Shen Nian even more reason to want to kill him.

"Hiss... Brother Shen really opens with a bomb!" Murong Chen gasped.

Xiao Qinger pursed her lips and smiled; she was already used to it.

At this moment, the Witch God Lord's mouth twitched; for a moment, he couldn't find anything to say.

What the f*ck! System, is this what you call gentle and easy to talk to?

"Host, just tell me if his tone was gentle or not."

"..."

"Screw your mother!"

"Are you his System or mine?"

But there was no time for the Witch God Lord to curse the System more; he could only reveal a carefree smile, waving his hands repeatedly, and said, "Hehe, they must have angered Fellow Daoist. Killing them is fine, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."

What a great humiliation! Forget it, staying alive is what matters! I am a Transmigrator; by logic, there are many paths to rise.

Seeing the other party being so amiable, Shen Nian was somewhat surprised inwardly.

Interesting. Not playing by the rules, huh! Then I won't play by the rules either.

"You said earlier that you wanted to take my Junior Sister?" Shen Nian glanced at him sideways and said casually.

Xiao Qinger, who was to the side, immediately looked at Shen Nian with little stars in her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist must have heard wrong. That didn't happen; how could I dare to think about Fellow Daoist's Junior Sister!" The Witch God Lord immediately replied, but inside, he was about to lose it; this was just too embarrassing!

Especially with Xiao Qinger right there; when he thought of how he was acting cool just a moment ago and the stark contrast with now...

If his skin weren't thick enough, anyone else would have found a crack in the ground to crawl into long ago!

Shen Nian nodded and said, "Very well, make your move. You are responsible for your own life and death."

"????" The Witch God Lord was completely dumbfounded.

Are you hard of hearing, damn it! Where did you hear that! Who wants to fight you?

The Witch God Lord had a bad premonition, and immediately said again, "Fellow Daoist, did you hear wrong? I don't want to fight you!"

"Letting me make the first move, you have guts." Shen Nian revealed a hint of surprise and added, "Alright then."

"Boom!"

A chilling aura suddenly surged forth, as if the entire world were trembling.

Under the impact of this power, a giant palm formed from flowing silver light suddenly reached out toward the Witch God Lord.

That unparalleled, powerful pressure, like a collapsing mountain, instantly enveloped the entire space, causing the Witch God Lord's face to turn pale as paper, his hair to stand on end, and his sphincter to tighten. He knew that if he were grabbed, he would undoubtedly die.

How did this person Cultivate his Physical Body! Can someone really reach this level at nineteen?

My physique, which I've spent twenty years soaking in the Witch Clan's Gu medicine, feels like a pile of trash compared to him!

"Ding, lethal danger approaching..."

"Do I need you to remind me?"

The Witch God Lord directly used his trump card. After all, he was the Destined person of the Witch Clan; he had quite a few life-saving items on him.

Suddenly, a black talisman paper, nurtured with his heart's blood, flew out from his chest. Time instantly froze, and monstrous black Qi emanated from the Witch God Lord's body, transforming into skeletons and ghosts that emitted a terrifying aura. Each one had the strength of a Great Perfection of Nascent Soul, and they rushed toward Shen Nian.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

The Witch God Lord's face was gloomy. How could he not know that the other party was intentionally toying with him? At this Realm, how could he possibly be hard of hearing? Even a clay figurine has three parts of anger, let alone him, who had been treated like royalty everywhere he went for over twenty years.

"Damn it, I want to see just how much of a Prodigy you are. I don't believe this!"

"Soul-Devouring Talisman, condense!"

"This is a talisman I've spent three years perfecting; can't it deal with you?"

He suddenly thought, even if the other party was a Prodigy, he was only nineteen years old; just how much of a Prodigy could he be?

But in the next second, he knew he was dead wrong!

What is a Prodigy? It means not following any logic or reason!

The Witch God Lord's pupils shrank violently, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"You're the one who's cheating, damn it!"

At this moment, runes were flickering in Shen Nian's eyes. His innate ability was recovering; to be precise, he was Awakening the state of entering the Dao that had been sealed away. At the same time, the voices of two people talking echoed in his mind.

"Little Nian, can you see the patterns on this talisman?"

"I saw them long ago. It's not just on the talisman; on the leaves, on the trees, this entire world and all things in it have patterns..."

"Cough, cough, cough. Little Nian, how many days did you look at it to see that..."

"Three days..."

"Old Ancestor, why aren't you speaking?"

"It's nothing. You go ahead and play; the Old Ancestor has angina and wants to find a place to have some quiet..."