Chapter 123: Saving the Tsundere, Ruthless Blood Hunter 18

Chu Tang... Even if you... kill me, you... could never... never rest easy...

Chu Yin spat out fresh blood, seeming to know there was no room for compromise, laughed maniacally, pupils already beginning to tremble.

You're a Blood Hunter... If Lansiluote knew... you'd die too... hahahaha...

Chu Tang's expression changed, a dark hue flickered in their eyes.

"Talkative." Jin Chen said coldly.

The final slash cut the throat, Chu Yin's expression pained, completely lost breath, went limp on the ground, blood flowing freely.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -20, total 70!】

Heavens... Heavens!

Chu Yin and His Highness Wo'erke were actually both killed!

They won't be silenced by this insane master-servant pair, will they!

The onlooking humans stared at each other, already frightened out of their wits, they all left the scene, pretending not to know.

Ni'er also hadn't expected things to come to this point, swallowed, tone hesitant.

"Your Highness Lansiluote, why must you kill Wolke? Won't the king blame you?"

Jin Chen wiped the blood from his palm, hearing this he chuckled, "Blood Clan law six: patricide."

"Xiustun won't say anything."

After all, killing Wo'erke on Netherkill Island was something Jin Chen and that cheap brother plotted together.

Having said that, Jin Chen drew a feather from his bosom, flicked his fingertip, the feather ignited without flame and quickly turned to ash.

Ni'er also feared being implicated, glanced at Chu Yin collapsed on the ground, breathless, feeling uneasy was an understatement, turned and left, continuing to search for the Spirit Pearl.

"Tangtang, what's wrong?"

Only then did Jin Chen notice Chu Tang standing by the corpse, head lowered silently, the dagger in Chu Tang's hand still dripping blood.

Jin Chen stepped forward wanting to take Chu Tang's hand, but Chu Tang suddenly avoided him.

"Jin Chen... once I get the Spirit Pearl, could you let me leave the castle?"

Chu Tang turned head away, unwilling to look at Jin Chen.

Chu Tang feared losing self-control.

Before, self-deceiving, feeling Jin Chen differed from other Blood Clans, but Chu Yin was right—even if he were different, he remains a Blood Clan prince, unable to tolerate his own Blood Hunter identity.

Moreover, the enmity between Blood Hunters and Blood Clans has lasted centuries; these two factions can never be at peace, let alone the fact that the one who killed his parents was also a Blood Clan...

A dignified departure... perhaps is the best choice.

Chu Tang's words left Jin Chen puzzled—how after a fight, his attitude reverted to how it was before.

"What did Chu Yin say to you, why are you unhappy again?"

Jin Chen glanced again at the corpse already completely cold, a flicker of disgust crossed his eyes.

"Nothing."

Chu Tang composed his emotions, forced a smile, actively tugged at Jin Chen's sleeve, "Will you promise me?"

This was the first time Chu Tang pleaded in such a manner.

Upon further thought, Jin Chen seemed to understand something.

Jin Chen gently said, "Let's make plans after leaving Netherkill Island."

He didn't say whether it was good or bad; anyway, Chu Tang got a response, which counted as a relief.

"I remember, Tangtang's blade can injure the Blood Clan."

Jin Chen lowered his gaze, tapped Chu Tang's tense nose tip, "How about we kill Wolke first?"

"... Hmm."

Chu Tang thought he had discovered something, still nervous, quickly walked to Wolke the bastard's corpse and dealt another blow.

Chu Tang turned his back on Jin Chen, his gaze toward Wolke flashing with grim hatred, the blade plunged into the heart even twisting a few times until he felt the flesh torn apart.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -25, total 45!】

"All right, don't get your hands dirty."

Jin Chen produced another silk handkerchief, took Chu Tang's hand to stand, meticulously wiping the fingers clean.

Chu Tang looked up at him, the darkness in his eyes gradually fading, returning to normal.

"Jin Chen."

"Hmm?"

Jin Chen tossed the silk handkerchief aside, took the youth's hand, fingers interlaced, instinctively replied, "Tangtang, do you have something to ask me?"

"How do you view the Blood Hunter faction?"

Chu Tang asked tentatively.

"Blood Hunters... pretty formidable, and I have nothing to do with them."

Jin Chen appeared to ponder, then answered after thinking.

"I've never killed a human, nor drunk their blood—I'm a good Blood Clan; if they still want to kill me like this, that's their problem."

He chuckled lightly, peach-blossom eyes curving as he leaned in, "What do you think, Tangtang?"

The two were extremely close, so close that Chu Tang felt his own heartbeat growing louder.

A blush rose on his cheek, he pushed Jin Chen away.

"Yes yes yes, everything you said is correct."

How does this person like to stare at me the moment we disagree!

Really annoying.

"Come on! Let's find the Spirit Pearl!"

Chu Tang stepped ahead and left, even his back revealing a hint of unease.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value 5, total 66!】

Jin Chen smiled happily, following behind the boy.

The early morning sunlight gradually fell, pouring into this tranquil forest, also leaving the darkness that had occurred here nowhere to hide.

Shortly after the two left, a black shadow flickered by.

Chu Yun's corpse disappeared.

Only the utterly dead Woerk remained, the vampire, who is utterly indiscriminate, tore apart his corpse, leaving only broken limbs and remains.

——

Far in the palace, Xiusidun received feather Spiritual Power feedback, knowing that Lansiluote had already succeeded, and gave two light laughs.

"This kid is really fast; just one day after entering, he killed Woerk."

Jide, standing nearby, heard and obediently replied, "Lansiluote, Your Highness, is our blood clan's strongest fighter; Woerk was born of a low‑grade blood servant with inferior genes, so he's naturally no match."

"From now on, the King need no longer worry about Woerk rebelling."

"Hmm…"

Xiusidun stroked his chin thoughtfully, "What do you think—will the boy named Chu Tang be given Lansiluote's first embrace and then taken into the castle?"

"Lansiluote has only just been moved; who knows what comes next, but Your Majesty…"

"Alright, don't rush the marriage on such a happy day."

Xiusidun waved his hand impatiently, "You may leave."

"Yes."

Jide sighed and left the main hall.

The King still remembers that… ill‑fated bond, huh.

Xiusidun watched Jide leave, took out an object from the drawer, rubbed it slowly in his palm, then after a while put it back expressionlessly.

Ding ling ling—

On the transmission platform, the wind chimed.

Xiusidun instantly turned his head to look, releasing Spiritual Power to sense.

His Spiritual Power consciousness spread across the entire Mingshidao Island, and in an instant he located the one who had intruded onto the island.

"It's them…"

His face darkened somewhat as he rose and stepped onto the transmission platform.

It had been a long time since he'd last surveyed the whole island, but the recent disturbance instead made Xiusidun sense something amiss.

At the southernmost edge there is a blind spot in his perception; he cannot make out what's there, as if it were deliberately shielded.

That place had once been where the secret faction and the demon faction clashed, with the Blood Hunt allies lending aid on the altar.

It seemed he had thought of something unpleasant; Xiusidun's face grew ever darker, and in an instant he arrived at the center of Mingshidao Island.