Chapter 86: I fuck you, immortal!

I fuck your mother.

Old cow, you still want to nibble on fresh grass, daring to try to seduce my master.

You're asking for death!

Master, this bastard actually dares to seduce you—I'll kill her.

Xiaohei didn't waste words, launching another Swallow Heaven Palm at Ziyou Ying.

Young master, look at him!

Oh dear.

No… don't!

Ziyou Ying affected a pitiful expression, then suddenly slapped Xiaohei with a fierce palm.

Boom!

The palms collided, sending Xiaohei flying backward again.

Bang!

A massive boulder was shattered by Xiaohei.

Xiaohei fell to the ground again like a dead dog.

Young master, I really didn't mean it!

Demon woman, die!

Xiaohei rose up in anger.

Another terrifying palm strike came over.

Boom!

But before even getting close to Ziyou Ying, Xiaohei was blasted away as if struck by a truck.

The difference in their strength was simply too great.

Young master, hurry and calm him down—he's acting like a mad dog.

Ziyou Ying pouted.

And the term 'mad dog'.

It undoubtedly struck a sore spot in the puppet Xiaohei, who hardly felt any pain.

I fuck you, immortal!

Xiaohei's eyes grew black, his aura multiplied, and he aimed to kill Ziyou Ying with one palm.

Xiaohei, stop.

Lin Yang shouted to halt Xiaohei just in time.

It's clear that even if Xiaohei fought to the death, he couldn't match Ziyou Ying.

Yes, master!

Hearing Lin Yang speak, Xiaohei instantly suppressed his anger, obediently standing beside Lin Yang; though angry, a puppet absolutely obeys its master.

Young master, have you really decided to submit to me?

Once you submit to me, you won't need to exert yourself anymore.

Seeing Lin Yang stop Xiaohei, Ziyou Ying smiled and asked.

Upon hearing that.

Lin Yang's body involuntarily shuddered.

This old A8 is indeed out of the ordinary.

And he is an upright, vigorous man.

How could he persist in delusion?

He knows the rich old lady A8 will only take his life.

Old demon woman, I'll ask you one last time.

Do you really refuse to stop the blood sacrifice?

Lin Yang asked in a deep voice.

Ziyou Ying's smile vanished at Lin Yang's words.

Don't play games—my patience has its limits.

I'll also ask you one last time: will you submit or not?

Their eyes locked in confrontation.

Fine.

If you want death, I'll oblige.

Lin Yang also ceased talking nonsense.

Zuxiao Hua, appear!

Roar!

After a roar, a gray little ancestral dragon sprang from Lin Yang's arm.

Zuxiao Hua instantly captured everyone's gaze upon appearing.

Though its body is small and delicate, only about the length of a dog, it is utterly unlike a true ancestral dragon.

Yet its scales are like cold, sharp blades, gleaming with a faint light; its eyes blaze like golden fire, its dragon whiskers bristle as it lifts its head and swings its tail.

A mighty aura radiated outward, as if it were the lord of heaven and earth, not to be trifled with.

Upon appearing, Zuxiao Hua, seeing the abundant vital essence on Ziyou Ying, had already begun licking its lips.

Master, can I devour the vital essence of all things here?

Zu Xiaohua stood before Lin Yang with no trace of arrogance, her tone friendly and inquisitive.

Hearing Zu Xiaohua's words, Lin Yang was overjoyed; he had been worried that Zu Xiaohua couldn't devour the myriad-things aura on Zi Youying.

Now that she can devour it, it couldn't be better.

"Xiao Hua, obey my order."

"Devour her completely for me."

Lin Yang issued the command.

Zi Youying still deludedly tried to coax him into compliance, really thinking he was a fool? Sima Zhao's intentions are known to all—she's just after his treasures and divine abilities, right? Do you really think that's love?

Damn it!

"As you command!"

"Master!"

Zu Xiaohua was delighted, readily agreeing; these powers are exactly the elements she needs to grow her body.

The more she eats, the faster she grows.

Roar!

Zu Xiaohua let out a loud roar.

The powerful air blast left Zi Youying stunned.

"What…?"

"Is this what that egg transformed into?"

"It's actually a dragon?"

The aura on this ancestral dragon is intimately familiar to her, exactly like the egg that the Xiao family devoured her clone.

Just that.

She never expected that the egg would actually hatch a dragon.

Such divine beasts supposedly exist only in ancient texts, yet here it is.

Moreover, this dragon seems to have acknowledged Lin Yang as its master.

Such a scene.

Zi Youying's face turned an unsightly shade of iron‑blue.

In Lin Yang's hand, the thing capable of devouring her power is her greatest weakness.

Back when she was with the Xiao family, after they devoured one of her avatars, she tried to find a way to counter it, but even sealing them in the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm was useless.

Now that the egg has turned into a dragon, the shock and threat to her are naturally considerable.

Lin Yang gave a cold chuckle.

"You only know regret now? It's too late."

"Xiao Hua, attack."

Zu Xiaohua was just about to act.

"Stop!"

"Lin Yang, you can't kill me; if you kill me, you'll regret it."

Zi Youying shouted.

"If I don't kill you, I'll regret it."

Lin Yang said in a deep voice.

"Not the same."

"The myriad‑things aura on me has long merged with that of over ten thousand people; if you really kill me, those ten thousand plus will die with me."

Lin Yang narrowed his eyes, staring at Zi Youying.

Seeing this, Zi Youying continued, "Lin Yang, not only that, your disciple Li Yilan is here."

"If you really intend to act, go ahead; at worst I'll take your disciple down with me."

Actually, after suffering a loss from the ancestral dragon at the Xiao family, she had already laid preparations to guard against it.

Now she has bound her own myriad‑things aura with that of the ten thousand people, sharing life and death, so she need not fear that egg; moreover, with Li Yilan in her grasp, even if Lin Yang had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare act rashly.

Lin Yang's eyes narrowed to slits as he stared at Zi Youying.

Zi Youying coldly said, "You don't need to look at me like that; if you don't believe me, feel free to test it—just don't regret it."

Beside her, Zu Xiaohua hesitated, scratching her claws as she looked to Lin Yang for instructions.

"Xiao Hua, don't act yet."

Lin Yang called out to Zu Xiaohua; Zi Youying didn't seem to be joking, and he didn't dare gamble—if he really caused Li Yilan's death over this, he would regret it bitterly.

Thus, the two sides reached a stalemate, able only to pin their hopes on the Hundred Flowers Fairy.

Or perhaps some other miracle would occur.

Seeing Lin Yang refrain from rash action, Zi Youying said, "Lin Yang, could you stay out of this? I truly don't want to be your enemy."

"If I break through to the Great Emperor Realm, how about I owe you a favor?"

"You want to use my disciple as a blood sacrifice—do you think I'd agree?" Lin Yang countered.

"Why be so obstinate? There are plenty of excellent disciples out there; adding or losing one makes no difference—why fixate on her?"

Zi Youying didn't understand; sure, that girl's talent is indeed fine, but such geniuses are a dime a dozen—why cling to herself?

Meanwhile, before Lin Yang could answer Zi Youying's words,

a sudden transmission sounded in his ear.