Chapter 441 - Why Did They Hate Him So Much? (1/2)

Leng Jin Yu had barely left his Master's peak and entered the common area of the inner sect when a sense of danger assaulted his heart. He threw himself to the side and the attack missed his heart but left five deep gashes on his arm.

Leng Jin Yu leaped to his feet and whirled around. His expression blanked. ”Longjun?”

Qiu Ling didn't wait for any other words and pounced on him again. Leng Jin Yu clutched his arm and fell back, barely evading yet another attack.

”Longjun! What are you doing? We're allies!”

”Shut up! You seduced my Jing He!” Qiu Ling gnashed his teeth and leaped forward again. ”Damn it! Stop dodging already! If you have the guts to try and steal my beloved, then you also have to have the guts to fight me!”

His beloved hadn't left his chamber for the past couple of days. He didn't even react when he went and knocked on his door. He was ignoring him! And it was all this guy's fault. It was because of him, because he had pushed him aside and had spent those four years with his beloved instead of him. He wouldn't let him get away with it!

Leng Jin Yu stumbled backward again, cold sweat beading his brow. He had always thought he was a good fighter and that there weren't many who could be dangerous after his ascension but in front of this man he suddenly realized just how dumb that notion was.

Yes, those cultivators in the human realm were nothing to him but weren't there still the trueborn gods, the dragons and the higher demons? He hadn't spent enough time in the Nine Heavens to be able to accurately judge their strength.

After fighting a few times with Lan Ling and the others he had thought he was on par with them but he hadn't considered that Lan Ling was a young god, after all. Longjun, on the other hand … And he couldn't even fight back! After all, that would implicate the gods if he managed to injure him by some stroke of luck.

”Longjun, please! This is neither the place nor —”

Five claws headed for his face. Leng Jin Yu fell to the ground only to see a sword swoosh down. He rolled to the side, barely evading the strike. Qiu Ling cursed.

”Stay put, damn it!”

”Please, calm down. We can talk —”

The sword cut off some of his hair, the blade only missing his face by an inch. Leng Jin Yu leaped up again and staggered back even further. This guy was going after his face on purpose!

”How about we go and seek out junior martial brother Zhong to clarify?”

”Don't you dare go see him!”

Leng Jin Yu sweat-dropped. Damn! He had thought bringing up Zhong Jing Yi would at least make him pause but it seemed he had made it even worse. Not good!