Chapter 887: Not Giving

Ding Huan, though puzzled, did not stop his action of peeling away Qingsha Daozu's Great Dao world.

"Ding Huan, I'm willing to give you all my Dao veins—please don't open my world. Give me just a shred of dignity."

Qingsha Daozu's voice carried anguish and longing.

Qingsha Daozu's desperate plea, combined with the blood streaming from her brow, formed a pitiful scene.

Even the bystander cultivators who held grudges against Qingsha Daozu now looked at Ding Huan with anticipation.

How could kindness be wrong, even for an instant, toward a woman begging to die yet still seeking a final shred of dignity?

Besides, she was once a Daozu of her own world.

Ding Huan grunted, then unleashed wave after wave of powerful Dao principles from his hands.

As Ding Huan continuously peeled away layer after layer of spatial principles, he forcibly tore open a world.

Only then did Qingsha Daozu hear Ding Huan's reply: "Not giving."

Ding Huan granted Qingsha Daozu not a single shred of dignity—he even carved a series of Great Dao prohibition runes into the void.

As Qingsha Daozu sensed Ding Huan's bloodline-soul-seeking technique, meant to utterly annihilate every trace of her soul, she

Glared with bloodshot eyes:

"Ding Huan, you're cruel beyond measure…"

Ding Huan cared nothing for Qingsha Daozu's thoughts.

When she had tossed him into the Dao-Principle River without even asking, he had already decided to obliterate her soul completely—she would never again have a chance at reincarnation.

In the Zhoumu territory carved from the Chaos, Qingsha Daozu had harmed countless innocent cultivators.

Without a heap of innocent cultivators to fill the Dao-Principle River, she could never have forged the Zhoumu territory.

Someone like this deserves death ten thousand times over—how could Ding Huan spare her life? No amount of feigned innocence would save her.

Zihedaozu Xie Kun was killed by Ding Huan—if he were still alive, he would thank Ding Huan for not using the bloodline-soul-seeking method to utterly exterminate him.

At least he could still reincarnate.

As Ding Huan swept away everything from Qingsha Daozu's world, he said calmly: "Compared to you, I'm far less vile—I didn't kill you without cause."

Qingsha Daozu froze. Indeed, the moment she saw Ding Huan's extreme Wood Dao principle, her only thought had been to throw him into the Dao-Principle River of Zhoumu territory.

She had never once considered Ding Huan's life.

In her mind, only her own life mattered—everyone else wasn't even worth as much as ants.

"If I hadn't wanted the Chaos Flag, I would've left long ago…" Qingsha Daozu spat bitterly, consumed by endless regret.

Ding Huan had already seized everything from Qingsha Daozu's world. Hearing this, he chuckled softly: "You couldn't have left."

What joke? He had come prepared today—how could he let Qingsha Daozu escape?

His Heaven-Earth Bow had been waiting long enough; she simply never had a chance to flee, so his bow never got the chance to strike.

Had she tried to escape, she would already have been pinned to the void by three arrows from his Heaven-Earth Bow.

"Brother Ding Huan, you obliterated Qingsha Daozu's soul—but you didn't do the same to Xie Gun. That's not fair."

Ling Zhuzhen happily stowed away the Broken-Domain Flag and the Chaos Flag.

Though he spoke these words, he didn't truly believe them.

Ding Huan clapped Ling Zhuzhen on the shoulder: "Xie Kun only crippled you and made you guard the city gate. If you had real ability, you wouldn't have needed my help—you just lack talent."

Xie Kun didn't go far enough, so I let him reincarnate. But this bitch went all the way—and pretended to be innocent? Pfft—she made me vomit up my own stale food from ten million years ago."

already."

"You're ten million years old?" Ling Zhuzhen eyed Ding Huan skeptically.

He refused to believe Ding Huan had lived ten million years.

Unless Ding Huan was also a reincarnation master.

But who could that be?

Ling Zhuzhen racked his brain but couldn't recall any ancient powerhouse like this—he could only hand Ding Huan the Chaos Flag:

"This is the woman's treasure—ranked at least as a top-tier Creation Artifact. Consider it your spoils."

Ding Huan waved his hand: "Your Broken-Domain Flag isn't good enough. Keep the Chaos Flag yourself. I'll give you the Dao veins later."

"Haha, fine, thanks then." Ling Zhuzhen no longer pretended to be polite.

After losing the Zhenxin Shield, he truly had nothing good left.

Just thinking of the Zhenxin Shield made his heart bleed.

That was a Chaos Artifact.

How many Chaos Artifacts exist in the vast universe?

"Ding Daofriend, Ling Daofriend…" Feng Pu stepped forward to greet them.

Now he remembered who Ling Zhuzhen was—and understood why Ding Huan had killed Xie Kun.

So Ding Huan and Ling Zhuzhen were friends, and Xie Kun had seized Ling Zhuzhen's Northern Travel Heavenly City and forced him to guard its gates.

Ling Zhuzhen was decent—he'd made a true friend.

Behind Feng Pu, Fengyu Daozu and Yiqi Daozu hurried over to greet them too.

Ding Huan and Ling Zhuzhen had slain Xie Kun and Qingsha Daozu—their combat power was no joke.

If they angered these two, and these three Daozus—disunited and injured—faced them, they might well be wiped out.

"President Yan, I'm responsible for your situation. I was too shortsighted—I couldn't handle Qingsha Daozu."

Fengyu Daozu was deeply uneasy, fearing Ding Huan and Ling Zhuzhen would target him next.

Now that Feng Pu and Yiqi Daozu were befriending Ding Huan and Ling Zhuzhen, he couldn't pretend to be dead.

He couldn't just feign ignorance—he had to admit his own mistakes.

There were no fools here; denying his fault would only make things worse.

Yan Zhuo scanned Feng Yu with a cold gaze and said nothing.

Ding Huan's gaze settled on Feng Yu, Dao Zu, and he chuckled: "You might as well stop pretending to be Dao Zu—don't take on tasks you're not equipped for. Why let yourself be kicked around like this?"

He might as well have pointed right at Feng Yu's nose and said, "Stop making a fool of yourself."

Feng Yu, Dao Zu, knew full well Ding Huan was mocking him, but he could only force a smile—he dared not offend this great monster.

"Dao Zu Tianzi, thank you for speaking up for me last time in Guzi Sacred Dao City," Ding Huan said after mocking Feng Yu, then bowed to Feng Pu, Dao Zu.

Feng Pu heard Ding Huan's words and felt immense joy inside.

He never expected that merely disliking Qing Sha Dao Zu's behavior and speaking a few words in Ding Huan's defense would earn him Ding Huan's gratitude.

This was settled then—Ding Huan would never strike him.

He quickly offered a few polite remarks.

Yi Qi, Dao Zu, immediately said:

"Ding Daofriend, Qing Sha and Jie Gun are already dead. Our conflict with the Tianmeng Clan grows daily—you and Ling Daofriend could fill the vacancies in Zi He World, Wan Sha World…"

Before Yi Qi could finish, Ding Huan waved his hand: "My cultivation level? To become a Dao Zu? You'll make the whole world laugh till their teeth fall out."

Hearing Ding Huan's words, Feng Pu, Feng Yu, and Yi Qi all wore expressions of embarrassment.

In terms of strength, they probably couldn't match Ding Huan and Ling Zhuzhen together.

Ding Huan says he's not qualified to be a Dao Zu—then aren't they equally unqualified?

In Ding Huan's eyes, they truly weren't qualified.

But these people loved putting on airs—he wouldn't bother correcting them.

Just as Feng Pu was about to speak, Yan Zhuo suddenly spoke up: "Zhuo Qing Feng, where is my daughter Yan Jiuyue?"

Hearing Yan Zhuo's words, Feng Yu instinctively shuddered.

Yan Jiuyue had been sent by Qing Sha Dao Zu to a dual-cultivation pavilion—he, as Dao Zu of Feng Yu World, had said nothing to stop it. If Ding Huan pursued this, it was over…

"Sent by that despicable Qing Sha to the Dual-Cultivation Pavilion in Wanda City," Feng Pu said, dripping with sarcasm.

He was mocking Feng Yu, Dao Zu.

A Dao Zu allowing another to drag a disciple from his own world to a dual-cultivation pavilion—his face was utterly ruined.

Before Feng Yu could speak, Ding Huan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed downward.

Two figures were yanked from empty air and dumped before him.

A dual-cultivation pavilion not far from the Dao Lord's mansion was reduced to rubble by Ding Huan's qi palm imprint.

The two figures Ding Huan dropped were Yan Jiuyue—disheveled, dazed—and a Level One Transcendent.

Seeing his daughter so tormented, Yan Zhuo's eyes burned with rage—he raised his hand and smashed the Level One Transcendent into a bloody pulp.

He quickly wrapped Yan Jiuyue in a robe.

He was somewhat resentful toward Ding Huan.

You're Jiuyue's brother-in-law—couldn't you at least spare her dignity?

Feng Yu, Dao Zu, hurriedly pulled out a Dao Fruit and offered it to Yan Zhuo: "Lord Yan, I have here a Dao Fruit to restore the soul…"

Yan Zhuo showed no courtesy—he snatched the Dao Fruit from Feng Yu's hand and shoved it straight into Yan Jiuyue's mouth.

It had to be said, Feng Yu did have some real treasures—this Dao Fruit worked exceptionally well.

In an instant, all present felt Yan Jiuyue's soul rapidly recovering.

Half an incense stick later, Yan Jiuyue could heal herself.

One incense stick later, Yan Jiuyue opened her eyes. Though still confused, she saw Yan Zhuo.

"Adoptive father…" Yan Jiuyue cried out urgently.

She remembered only Qing Sha Dao Zu using soul-searching techniques on her.

Yan Zhuo quickly comforted her: "Don't worry—Baihe and her consort Ding Huan have avenged you. You were saved by Ding Huan too. Just focus on healing."

Even if Yan Zhuo were foolish, he could see Ding Huan disliked Yan Jiuyue.

He himself had been saved by Ding Huan.

Since Ding Huan disliked Yan Jiuyue, he wouldn't casually call Ding Huan her brother-in-law.

Ding Huan looked at Feng Yu, Dao Zu, and said calmly: "Compensate Lord Yan with five superior-grade Dao Veins and five mid-grade Dao Veins. This matter ends here."

"Yes, yes…" Feng Yu was already weak-willed; now he feared Ding Huan would kill him.

Even if he had few Dao Veins, he dared not defy Ding Huan—he immediately pulled out a ring and handed it to Yan Zhuo, bowing apologetically:

"This is my failure—I will strive to make amends to Lanxing Sect."

Yan Zhuo ignored Feng Yu's words and simply seized the ring.

With Ding Huan as his son-in-law, he had nothing to fear demanding.

Yan Jiuyue stared blankly at Feng Yu, Dao Zu, then at Ding Huan, then at Jia Baihe standing beside Ding Huan—she couldn't understand what had happened.

Ding Huan waved his hand:

"You're all Dao Zus. Yi Qi Dao Zu just mentioned the Tianmeng Clan is indeed a problem—if none of you object, let's find a place to discuss it."