Chieftain Constantine and the tribe’s flower Ninian stared with eyes so wide they could barely close.
It was too shocking, too sensational!
Ninian knew Lanling’s cultivation better than anyone. A month ago, he was not even a Demon Warrior.
But now, he had actually defeated Du Yan.
Admittedly, Du Yan had brought about his own death through showing off. But Constantine could see that even in a normal duel, Lanling still had a very high probability of winning.
Just now, every strike of Lanling’s carried over twelve thousand jin of force.
In just a few short minutes, he had delivered over a thousand bloodline power critical strikes.
This was too astonishing. A normal person could manage at most four or five bloodline power critical strikes. Yet Lanling’s seemed inexhaustible.
And even so, the improvement in Lanling’s cultivation was too heaven-defying.
In just one short month, his cultivation had actually risen by ten levels.
This cultivation speed was enough to make heaven and earth change colour!
In just a few months, Lanling’s cultivation had improved so much. What about after one or two years? How powerful would he become?
Constantine dared not imagine. Ninian dared not imagine.
This person could not be kept alive. He must be killed, must be killed!
Constantine hoped for talented individuals to appear in the tribe, but he absolutely did not want anyone to surpass him. He could not even tolerate Suo Mo, let alone a younger, more heaven-defying Lanling.
He must kill Lanling, destroy him while he was still a sprout, strangle him in the cradle!
“Kill, kill, kill, kill…” The loud shouts of tens of thousands instantly jolted Constantine awake.
Du Yan could not die. He was a good dog. Although he had acted like a clown, he could not die.
The more of a clown he was, the more useful he became.
And Du Yan, whose guts were about to split from terror, at this moment abandoned all pride and dignity without a trace, desperately climbing out of the pit and raising both hands high. “Lanling, I surrender, don’t kill me…”
Before death, backbone and such were worth nothing.
Lanling’s gaze involuntarily narrowed.
Du Yan was actually quite similar to Ling Ao.
Extremely high talent, growing up from childhood in the praise of everyone, never having suffered setbacks.
But because of his humble origins, beneath extreme arrogance lay extreme inferiority.
They had an instinctive reverence for power and status. Yet their vision was narrow, their hearts petty, unable to view matters with a developmental perspective.
For example, Ling Ao could bow and scrape before Zhi Li. But when Lanling took control of the Fury Wave Kingdom, his power and status far exceeding Zhi Li’s, he still was not willing to surrender, still stubbornly clung to his dignity, even preferring death to surrendering to Lanling.
This was the self-respect of a small man!
Whether Ling Ao or Du Yan, perhaps their martial arts were very strong, but a small man’s soul forever dwelt in their hearts.
Of course, this Du Yan was even more contemptible than Ling Ao.
Ling Ao had never begged for mercy from Lanling at any time. Yet now Du Yan, to preserve his life, had actively surrendered.
So could Du Yan still be useful in the future?
Lanling was completely pessimistic. Du Yan’s thinking would need a thorough transformation before he could recognise his own position and clearly see Lanling. This required a complete sublimation of his outlook on life and the world. Only then would Du Yan have a chance to be redeemed.
Lanling did not believe Du Yan’s wisdom was capable of this.
So, Du Yan must die!
“Kill, kill, kill…” Everyone roared in unison.
Lanling raised his greatsword, decisively preparing to chop off Du Yan’s head.
On the duel arena, life and death are each determined by heaven’s will!
Suo Mo’s eyes twitched, instinctively wanting to stop him.
After all, Du Yan was his adopted son, raised by him.
Previously, he had felt Du Yan’s behaviour was all fine. In Suo Mo’s view, Du Yan had only come to this point because of jealousy.
This time, Lanling should have thoroughly awakened him. It should have been enough to make him repent and turn back.
But ultimately, Suo Mo did not speak out to stop him, because he felt that whatever Lanling did, it was best not to interfere.
In the soon-to-be-established Flame Demon Tribe, Lanling was the leader, not him Suo Mo.
Lanling wanted to kill Du Yan. Although Suo Mo was deeply pained and reluctant, he could not stop him.
“Du Yan, I am your sworn brother, don’t kill me, don’t kill me…” Du Yan desperately shouted, “Adopted father, tell Lanling not to kill me!”
Before death, Du Yan forgot everything. His entire soul was dominated by fear.
“Whoosh!” Lanling’s greatsword chopped down fiercely.
“Clink…”
A concealed weapon, lightning fast, struck Lanling’s greatsword.
Instantly, Lanling’s entire arm completely lost sensation.
The surface of his arm instantly cracked, fresh blood gushing out.
Even the meridians throughout his entire arm seemed about to split inch by inch.
Merely a single concealed weapon possessed such astonishing power.
This concealed weapon was launched by Chieftain Constantine. He did not want Lanling to kill Du Yan.
Although Du Yan had lost to Lanling, and his clown-like behaviour had cost him the possibility of inheriting the position of great leader of the Foreign Legion.
But after all, his martial arts were very high, and his future martial arts would only grow higher. If trained well, he was absolutely a good dog.
“Hahaha…” Chieftain Constantine said in a loud voice, “Today’s duel was truly magnificently splendid.”
He stood up, walked to the centre of the duel arena, and raised Lanling’s arm high. “I declare that this duel is won by Lanling!”
“Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah…”
The brothers of the Foreign Legion cheered in unison.
This result was too perfect. The Lanling they favoured had not only not shrunk back from the battle, but had created an unprecedented miracle, defeating Du Yan in an extremely iron-blooded manner.
Lanling had already conquered their hearts.
This time, Lanling had once again created a miracle, enough to make all the brothers of the Foreign Legion look up to and worship him!
Having such a person become the future great leader of the Foreign Legion was the most perfect result.
…
But…
The people of the Chimera Tribe were extremely dissatisfied at this moment. Why, at the final moment, did Lanling not chop off Du Yan’s head? It simply ruined their fun.
However, they had still watched this duel with great satisfaction.
They had originally thought Lanling was certain to die, even to be instantly killed.
They had not expected it would actually be a one-sided crushing, actually Lanling torturously killing Du Yan?
This reversal truly made them watch with even greater satisfaction.
As for Lanling and Du Yan both being from the Foreign Legion, and Du Yan previously being the number one young expert of the Chimera Tribe, this meant that the number one and number two young experts of the entire Chimera Tribe both came from the Foreign Legion.
The people of the Chimera Tribe could not think this deeply about such complex thoughts.
Because in their hearts, foreign dogs were not worthy of being human, not worth envying.
…
“I declare that Lanling becomes the successor to the great leader of the Foreign Legion.” Chieftain Constantine held Lanling’s hand high and shouted loudly.
But apart from the brothers of the Foreign Legion, no one cared.
The people of the Chimera Tribe had already dispersed, in noisy confusion, rather like birds and beasts scattering.
No one cared about Lanling inheriting the Foreign Legion. No one cared about Lanling’s honour.
They were merely filled with dissatisfaction that Du Yan had not been killed in the end. The show was over.
“Dog biting dog, both mouths full of fur. Truly splendid!”
“Yes, it’s a pity the pretty boy Lanling chickened out at the final moment, actually not chopping off the pretty boy Du Yan’s head.”
“Speaking of which, neither of these pretty boys is any good.”
The people of the Chimera Tribe dispersed while making comments.
This made Lanling think of ancient Rome.
The Roman Empire conquered most of Eurasia, capturing many prisoners.
Many foreign warriors, after their own countries were defeated, were reduced to slaves and sent to the arena.
These warriors might be very brave, capable of defeating ten men, a hundred men.
In terms of martial prowess, some slave gladiators even surpassed all the soldiers of the Roman Empire.
But in the eyes of the Romans, these people were still slaves, no different from livestock.
No matter how brave the gladiators were, they were merely livestock for the Romans’ amusement.
At this moment, Lanling and Du Yan were the same.
Although the status of the Chimera Tribe people was far inferior to that of the Romans.
Long-standing contempt and disdain had already caused the Chimera Tribe people to not regard Lanling and Du Yan as their own kind.
Logically speaking, in the barbarian world, martial prowess was supreme. Lanling had created miracles on the battlefield, and created miracles again in this duel. He should have been able to win over the hearts of these Chimera Tribe people, should have been able to earn their respect.
But no!
In their eyes, no matter how brave or powerful Lanling was, he was a lowly foreign dog. Just as lions and tigers were also fierce, but after all they were livestock.
Apart from the Foreign Legion, the Chimera Tribe people did not care about the miracles Lanling created, did not care about his honour.
They had come to watch a performance, just like dog fights or snake fights, wanting the bizarre and the bloody!
And Lanling had merely satisfied their desire for the bizarre, not the bloody.
…
Lanling looked at the Chimera Tribe people scattering like birds and beasts, feeling not the slightest joy of victory in his heart.
Previously, he had still wanted to conquer these people through his heaven-defying performance, wanting to rise within the Chimera Tribe and become the tribal chieftain.
Now it seemed, what an absurd notion.
Lanling had truly overestimated these people’s vision and breadth of mind.
Long-standing contempt and disdain had already caused the Chimera Tribe people to look down on the Foreign Legion from the bottom of their hearts. No matter how powerful or excellent Lanling was, in their eyes he was a second-class citizen.
This was just like in the Yuan Dynasty, where no matter how excellent, outstanding, or brave a Han Chinese was, he was only worth the price of a donkey.
So wanting to earn the respect of the Chimera Tribe people was very simple!
Kill, kill, kill!
Kill fifty thousand until only ten thousand remained. Let the fear in their souls completely drive out the contempt in their bones, and then you could earn their respect.
Lanling coldly watched the dispersing Chimera Tribe people, losing his last shred of hope for them.
…
“Come, drink with me.” Constantine patted Lanling’s shoulder, his tone warm but his gaze incomparably cold.
Lanling knew that true danger was approaching!
He had been too outstanding. Constantine absolutely could no longer tolerate him.
If previously, Lanling only needed to betray Suo Mo and pledge complete loyalty to him, Constantine, to survive.
Then now, Constantine was determined to kill Lanling no matter what.
Because Lanling was growing too fast. Perhaps in another two years, his cultivation would surpass Constantine’s.
For some people, being too outstanding was an original sin!
For some people, as long as someone was stronger and more excellent than themselves, that person deserved to die!
Suo Mo stepped forward and said, “Chieftain, Lanling has been away from home for a long time. His daughter must miss him very much.”
Constantine said, “Old friend, what are you worried about? Would I harm Lanling? He is a great talent heaven has bestowed upon my Chimera Tribe.”
Then, he directly put his arm around Lanling and walked towards the chieftain’s castle.
Several dozen tribal warriors instantly surrounded Lanling and Constantine in the middle, separating them from Suo Mo.
Suo Mo’s eyes twitched, the fist hidden in his sleeve stirring restlessly, almost wanting to use force to seize the person.
But Lanling had not given the signal, so he could not act.
Only Du Yan, looking at Lanling’s retreating figure, was filled with infinite venomous hatred. The one who should have been embraced by the chieftain and taken to the chieftain’s castle should have been him, Du Yan.
All this glory had been stolen by Lanling. What a thorough fool!
Constantine’s gaze turned towards Ninian, giving her a meaningful look.
Ninian was currently in a daze. Regarding Lanling’s cultivation, she understood it better than anyone.
In just one month, his cultivation had risen by ten levels. It was truly, truly heaven-defying.
Without a doubt, with Lanling’s such heaven-defying excellence, her father Constantine absolutely could not tolerate him.
And what about herself? Could she tolerate such an excellent Lanling?
Just as she was letting her imagination run wild, her father Constantine’s gaze coldly glared over, jolting her awake.
She instantly understood her father’s meaning. He wanted her to comfort Du Yan, because that was a good dog who would obey orders.
Ninian looked at Du Yan collapsed on the ground, truly like a stray dog. Her heart was truly filled with extreme disgust and contempt.
But she still walked forward, crouching down beside Du Yan. First she glanced at Lanling, confirming he could not see this side. Then her jade hand gently grasped Du Yan’s hand.
Du Yan’s body trembled, staring at Ninian in disbelief.
“Yan, my feelings for you will not change because of a duel’s victory or defeat. I like you as a person, not your martial arts!” Ninian’s voice was incomparably gentle, her gaze incomparably sincere.
Instantly, Du Yan’s cold heart seemed to revive as he said tremblingly, “Nini, believe me, I am truly stronger than Lanling. It’s just that I underestimated my opponent, plus Lanling was too despicable. Originally, I would definitely have been able to win.”
“I believe you…” Ninian said gently, “Go back and have a good sleep. Don’t give up, alright? For our future, don’t give up, alright?”
Du Yan’s eyes brimmed with hot tears as he cried, “Rest assured, I will definitely become your pride. One day, I will chop off Lanling’s dog head and trample it underfoot, to wash away today’s shame!”
…
Inside the chieftain’s castle!
Lanling stood alone in the great hall, surrounded by several dozen tribal experts who coldly watched him.
At a single command, they would immediately tear Lanling to pieces!
Chieftain Constantine and Ninian, in a room at the back, conducted their final deliberation!
“Nini, how do you think we should kill Lanling? In a way that is righteous and proper, that won’t cause Suo Mo to revolt?” Constantine said.
He had already bypassed the question of whether to kill or not, no longer mentioning the matter of making Lanling betray Suo Mo.
Lanling’s performance had been too heaven-defying, too excellent. So he must die.
“Execute him according to proper law, the kind that leaves people speechless.” Ninian said.
Constantine said, “For example.”
Ninian fell into hesitation. She was calculating. With Lanling so powerful, if she married him, could she obtain even greater benefits? Moreover, she was already addicted to Lanling, truly having developed feelings.
Constantine said coldly, “Can you control him?”
Ninian shook her head, because she had already deeply experienced Lanling’s danger.
She had slept with him twice, and her body had actually become addicted, as if gone mad, incomparably restless and uneasy.
This was a very dangerous signal. It meant that in the future she could not leave him, and would ultimately be controlled by him.
This absolutely would not do. Only Ninian could control men. She absolutely could not let anyone control her.
So, Lanling could only die.
“The person I sent to Rakshasa City should have arrived by now. You should make preparations to become the Little Savage King’s concubine.” Constantine said.
Ninian nodded and said, “Lanling slept with Gou Fu’s wife Ali, and conspired to murder Gou Fu. This is something Lanling personally admitted. We only need to capture Ali, torture her under severe punishment, and then the evidence will be conclusive. We can execute Lanling according to proper law!”