724: Chapter 724 Teasing Ru Yan

Time passed unknowingly for three days.

On the other side,

After traveling through several places, you returned to Tianyang City.

Just as you walked out of the Teleportation Array, you heard the voice of a storyteller coming from a restaurant, seemingly talking about something related to you.

Your footsteps paused, and you swept your Divine Thought over.

The restaurant was packed with people; a row of heads leaned over the railings on the second floor, and the main hall on the first floor was even more crowded, packed to the brim.

The waiter wove through the crowd carrying a teapot; some people sat with their legs crossed, some were cracking melon seeds, and one female Cultivator was peeling peanuts and feeding them to her Dao Companion.

The storyteller slammed his gavel with a loud "clack," and the whole hall fell silent.

"Speaking of the Liu Clan Territory, it was reduced to ashes in a single day. Do you all know who was responsible for this?"

"Who?" A stooped old man widened his eyes, leaning his body forward.

"Just tell us!" The female Cultivator who was feeding peanuts to her Dao Companion grew impatient and stopped peeling peanuts.

"What's the rush? Let the gentleman speak slowly." An old woman beside her was slowly cracking melon seeds.

The storyteller unhurriedly picked up his teacup, took a sip, cleared his throat, and lowered his voice: "That person is said to be none other than our Tianyang Star's Qin Chen... Oh, Immortal Venerable Qin!"

"Hiss—"

"Hiss—"

"Hiss—"

The entire hall was filled with the sound of people gasping in cold air.

Someone's peanuts fell onto the table, someone's chopsticks froze in mid-air holding cold dishes, and someone's body trembled.

Seeing that the effect was achieved, the storyteller slammed his gavel again: "On that day, Immortal Venerable Qin hovered in the sky, looking down at Tianshu City, his voice like thunder... 'You Liu Clan ants, prepare to die!'"

"Damn, that arrogant?" A bald man scratched the back of his head.

"He is a Mahayana Cultivator, how could he not be arrogant?" A beautiful female Cultivator beside him rolled her eyes at him.

The storyteller spoke faster and faster, waving his arms as if he were demonstrating a sword formation.

"Five immortal slaying swords stood in four directions, pillars of light shot into the sky, shrouding the Liu Clan Territory within them. The world changed color, and thunder roared..."

"Inside Tianshu City, countless innocent Mortals, as well as those women holding children, and the old man selling pancakes, all watched helplessly as the rain of swords fell, piercing through their bodies..."

"Billions of lives, extinguished in an instant!"

The storyteller paused, took out a shadow recording stone, and injected a ray of spiritual light into it: "If you don't believe me, just watch this footage!"

The shadow recording stone hung in mid-air, light spilled out, and the image appeared:

"You" hovered in the sky, the rain of swords like a waterfall, the entire city shrouded by pillars of light. The old, weak, women, and children fell amidst the sword light, their cries drowned out by the thunder. The high-ranking members of the Liu Clan knelt and begged, but "you" remained expressionless, slashing down with one sword...

The restaurant fell completely silent.

Someone opened their mouth wide, their tongue trembling in their mouth.

Someone was pouring water into a teacup, and it overflowed into a puddle.

Watching the gruesome scene, the beautiful female Cultivator covered her mouth, her eyes instantly turning red.

"Beast... a beast worse than a pig or dog..." someone cursed through gritted teeth, their fists clenching until they creaked, "He even killed those innocent old, weak, women, and children!"

"Did he... did he really kill so many people?" The beautiful female Cultivator's voice trembled, "And to think I actually quite liked him before!"

"Immortal Venerable Qin looked quite easygoing..." someone muttered softly.

"Heh, just putting on an act." An old man holding a wine bowl sneered.

On the other side, at the Teleportation Plaza, you swept your Divine Thought over that shadow recording stone.

The image was still playing on a loop.

That "you" was cold-faced, slaughtering city after city in the Liu Clan Territory—tens of billions of people were killed, not even livestock were spared, lives were devastated, blood flowed like rivers, and even the air was blood-red.

You smiled as you withdrew your Divine Thought, then moved, returning to the Immortal Palace on the Tianhuang Continent.

After returning to the Immortal Palace, you walked to the pavilion and sat down, and Ru Yan walked over.

This time, she did not bow, nor did she act; instead, she glared at you viciously.

You glanced at her gaze—cold, resentful, murderous, and angry.

"Done acting?" you said indifferently.

"You destroyed my Liu Clan Territory and slaughtered tens of billions of innocent lives. Where is your conscience?" Ru Yan gritted her teeth.

She did not yet know the truth about the slaughter of the Liu Clan Territory.

In the entire Liu Clan, apart from Liu Qingtian, no other high-ranking members knew the truth.

To make the performance realistic, Liu Tianxing led the high-ranking members to leave behind a Clone to stall "you," while simultaneously letting Liu Qingtian take the clansmen and escape.

You smiled as you looked at her and said indifferently: "It seems you are unaware."

After a pause, the corners of your mouth curled up slightly: "I have to admire Liu Xuerong's methods; she will stop at nothing to achieve her goals, even destroying her own clan territory."

Ru Yan clenched her fists: "Your Qin Clan colluded with the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon and deserved to die. Our Liu Clan, remembering the past ties with the Qin Clan, still spared dozens of people."

After a pause, she shouted aloud, "What about you? You didn't even spare those innocents?"

After learning that you were Qin Tian, everyone in the Liu Clan was convinced—you were a remnant of the Qin Clan who had used Possession on Qin Chen.

You smiled as you looked at her and gave a cold snort: "Ru Yan, have you forgotten who you are?"

After a pause, you added: "The first time you saw me, you wanted to kill me. Have you forgotten that?"

"The Tianhuang Continent is the descendant of sinful slaves. What is wrong with me killing a sinful slave?" Her tone was indifferent as she looked at you with red eyes, "And you, relying on being a Mahayana Cultivator, first poisoned me, then placed a Slave Contract on me, and then..."

After a pause, her voice trembled: "And defiled me!"

"As a dignified Mahayana Cultivator, using such base methods, you are unworthy of being human!"

You had no interest in explaining, nor was there any need to.

But you were curious why she still dared to appear in front of you.

After thinking for a moment, you asked: "Since you have removed the Slave Contract, why didn't you escape while I was away? Is it just to stay here and curse me a few times?"

After a pause, your voice grew colder: "Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

"Go ahead and kill me," she shouted, "Since I stayed, I never intended to live."

You glanced at her—she was trembling with anger, her gaze ice-cold and piercing, with hatred undisguised.

It was clear that she was very angry, but also very helpless.

You thought for a moment and decided not to kill her for the time being.

You wanted to let her live in pain, preferably letting her know the truth about the destruction of the Liu Clan Territory, and then see how Liu Xuerong would deal with the aftermath.

"Your lowly life, dying would be too easy on you," you smiled as you looked at her, the corners of your mouth curling up slightly, "However... you are indeed quite juicy, it would be a pity to kill you."

"You—!" Ru Yan was so angry that her teeth chattered, her face turning a mix of pale and purple.

Your words happened to trigger her memories—those things with you during the Slave Contract, those unbearable images and positions; she wished she could chop her own head off.

The more she thought about it, the clearer those images became; she felt as if her whole body was dirty, and it was agonizing.

She gritted her teeth, trembling with rage, and secretly swore—one day, she would definitely make you wish you were dead.