67: Killing an unrelated person is as boring as stepping on an ant.

“Mistaken? It wasn't someone else, nor was it by chance; it was my doing.”

As Jun Lingxiao spoke, everyone fell silent. Su Lianxue's eyes widened, utterly disbelieving what she had heard.

‘He already had an excuse to absolve himself, but he still wasn't satisfied…’

‘A madman… everyone is just a toy for his amusement…’

‘He’s truly a madman…’

Su Lianxue thought this, but the Holy Lord was the first to react.

“Right, right, I misremembered. It was Your Highness who made the move.”

“Speaking of which, Grand Elder, does our Guan Xue Holy Land have such a rule? Like, what’s it called, that others can’t interfere during a competition?” As he spoke, he frantically gave the Grand Elder subtle hints.

The other party quickly caught on, shaking his head in a hurry: “Reporting to the Holy Lord, have you forgotten? Originally, there was a rule against interference, but not long ago, you personally abolished this rule for the Outer Sect.”

“So, Your Highness’s action is completely reasonable and legitimate. Furthermore, in my opinion, Your Highness didn't even make a move. This was clearly just a momentary slip of Your Highness's hand. It’s only because Han Feng was too weak that the commotion seemed so great.”

“Exactly, Han Feng really is something. It was just a small stone, yet he deliberately made such an exaggerated display, even flying so far. I think he has ulterior motives!”

“I think! Such a person with ulterior motives should be expelled from the Sect as soon as possible!”

The Elders spoke one after another, making Su Lianxue’s heart sink to the bottom.

“Ding! Female Lead Su Lianxue’s mindset has changed. Harvest Value gained: 1600.”

Jun Lingxiao listened indifferently to the flattery of those around him, his expression unchanged.

That’s right, this is how it should be.

Does a villain need a reason to act? Does he need to follow any rules?

No, no, no.

He is the rule.

No schemes, no excuses needed.

I did it. What can you do to me?

Su Lianxue’s face was ashen, and just then, Jun Lingxiao wiggled his finger. Seeing this, Su Lianxue leaned closer.

“How about this, I’ll give you another choice.”

“Either I act to fulfill our previous wager, or you act to deal with that eavesdropping rat.”

“You choose.”

Eavesdropping rat?

Su Lianxue was bewildered. She subconsciously looked around, seeing nothing after a full circle, then shifted her gaze to the distance, finally making a discovery.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a Fat Man wearing Outer Sect attire hiding at the top of the stairs, peeking out with a pair of eyes.

Earlier, many Disciples had been watching from above. The Elders had shooed a round of them away, thinking no one was left, yet there was still a Disciple hiding and peeking!

Moreover, he had clearly used some Cultivation Technique, and she, the Saintess, hadn't even noticed!

The Elders might have noticed, but their attention was entirely on Jun Lingxiao, and they wouldn't care about such a small Outer Sect Disciple.

After glancing at the Fat Man, Su Lianxue looked at Jun Lingxiao, her expression complex for a moment, as if a chill rose from the soles of her feet.

‘Could it be that his target was this person from the very beginning? But why would he care about such a small Disciple?’

Ultimately, he was a person from her Guan Xue Holy Land. If Su Lianxue had been asked to personally execute a Disciple from her own Sect without reason before, she definitely wouldn't have done it.

But now it was different. Either everyone died, or this Fat Man died.

She had no choice at all.

Thinking this, she walked directly towards the Fat Man. The other party might have noticed something amiss, so he immediately turned and ran.

But unfortunately, Su Lianxue’s cultivation was many times higher than his, and he was directly captured and brought back.

“Your Highness, how should he be dealt with?”

Su Lianxue pressed the Fat Man down at Jun Lingxiao’s feet and asked in a low voice.

“Eavesdropping on high-level conversations, deal with him as you normally would.”

Jun Lingxiao’s indifferent words fell. It seemed as if he didn't want to get involved, but in reality, he had already issued a death sentence.

“An Outer Sect Disciple? Daring to eavesdrop on our conversation?”

“Attempting to steal our Sect’s secrets, according to Sect rules, he should be executed!”

The Elders seemed to only just discover the Fat Man, cold sweat streaming down their foreheads, terrified that Jun Lingxiao would think they had arranged this, and quickly tried to distance themselves.

Now, cold sweat poured down the Fat Man’s head. He opened his mouth to argue, but unfortunately, no one listened.

Su Lianxue gritted her teeth, and after considering the pros and cons, she immediately drew her sword to behead the Fat Man, but Jun Lingxiao dismissively waved his hand.

“Not here.”

As he spoke, he looked down, his meaning self-evident.

And his expression was one of complete control.

His gaze did not fall on the Fat Man, but rather on Han Feng, who was struggling to get up below.

If he wasn't mistaken, Han Feng had been with this Fat Man when he entered the arena. The two had been arm in arm, talking happily, clearly best friends.

“Killing an irrelevant person is as boring as stepping on an ant.”

“If you’re going to kill, you have to kill someone very close to you.”

“Don’t you agree, Han Feng?”

From the moment he made the bet with Su Lianxue, Jun Lingxiao’s goal was this Fat Man, but he wanted more than just the Fat Man’s simple death.

What fun would that be? Utterly boring.

He wanted the female lead to personally kill the male lead’s best friend. Even if it was the protagonist, seeing the person he loved kill his good friend would break him.

That’s how it had to be!

Only such a performance would be interesting… “Han Feng! Second place in the Outer Sect Competition!”

“All Outer Sect Competitions are now concluded. The top one hundred will register themselves shortly. For the top ten, those whose names I call, come up to receive your awards!”

The Elder in charge of the competition, seeing Han Feng sent flying by external force, had initially wanted to get angry and see who dared to interfere.

But as he looked up, he deflated and began to act according to the Holy Lord’s telepathic message.

Regardless of the process, Han Feng was second.

“Second?”

“Elder, are you blind?!”

“You clearly saw that someone from above attacked me, which caused me to fly off the stage!”

Han Feng struggled to his feet, clutching his waist and glaring at the distant Elder, his teeth gritted. As he spoke, blood began to flow from his seven orifices, making him look terrifying.

If not for the small cauldron emitting a golden light to protect him just now, he would have already died! But even though he didn't die, he wasn't feeling well now; his body felt as if it had been shredded!

But unfortunately, the Elder was also acting on orders from above.

“I didn’t see anyone attack you. I only saw you suddenly fly out and fall off the stage yourself.”

“If you have any objections, we can discuss them later.”

As the Elder’s words came out, the surrounding crowd was stunned, completely unable to believe that the usually disciplined Elder, who couldn’t tolerate a speck of sand in his eye, would pretend not to see anything!

“A big shot wants to mess with Han Feng…”

The surrounding Disciples looked at each other, understanding everything in an instant.

And seeing such a scene, Han Feng became even more enraged, looking up and starting to curse loudly!

“What kind of skill is playing dirty tricks?!”

“I, Han Feng, am right here! If you want to mess with me, have the guts to do it to my face!”

And as his voice fell, he indeed saw a figure walk down from the pavilion.

Dragging his broken body, he adopted a fighting stance, but when he clearly saw who was coming, he was completely stunned.

He saw Su Lianxue walking down with an indifferent expression, and in her hand… she was holding the sniveling Fat Man.