Chapter 30: Goodbye, Dongfang Bingling

“You can go ahead and try,” Ximen Wuya said slowly. “I also want to see how many elders of the Yin Yang Sect will still be alive after the second sword.”

“No matter how much of a price I have to pay, I’ll bear it,” Dongfang Bingling said coldly. “I never regret nor look back at the things I do.”

“Yin Yang formation, second sword, Blood Thirst!”

Obeying Dongfang Bingling’s order, more than a dozen people in the Yin Yang formation once again condensed their Xuan Energy towards Zhu Hongxue and Dongfang Bingling. Once again, the two swords combined to form a hundred-meter-long bloody-red giant sword.

This giant sword was longer, thicker, and stronger than the first one.

“From tonight onwards, there will be no Ximen Wuya in the world, and there will be no Cloud Sky City either.” Dongfang Bingling held the sword up high and then slammed it down after letting out a roar.

“Wait!” Suddenly, a fragile voice sounded out from a thousand meters away.

Then, a door on Cloud Sky City’s ship opened. A figure rushed out. It was Yang Dingtian.

After he had been force-fed the pill, he had completely lost consciousness. However, in the depths of his mind, he was desperately trying to wake up as Uncle Ximen was facing his greatest crisis. Using his strong determination, he finally woke up.

“Yang Dingtian, get back in there!” Ximen Wuya shouted when he saw him walking out.

“No, Uncle Ximen,” Yang Dingtian said. “Master sacrificed himself for my freedom and for my future. I swore that I would never let anyone close to me die for me again. Never!”

“Dongfang Bingling!” Yang Dingtian shouted loudly at Dongfang Bingling who was hovering in the air.

“Yang Dingtian, are you asking for mercy now? It’s too late. The arrow is already on the string. I must loose it.” Dongfang Bingling continued coldly, “Knowing this would happen, you shouldn’t have run away. It’s useless even if you regret it now. If you hadn’t been too ambitious and attempted to gain the impossible, you could’ve been a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect by now.”

Yang Dingtian sucked in a deep breathe of damp air. “I have never known regret!”

“I came to negotiate with you.” Yang Dingtian raised his right-hand ring finger. “Do you want the flame ring?”

“It was mine to begin with,” Dongfang Bingling replied. “I’m the most suitable candidate for the position of Yin Yang Sect Head. Who says that a woman cannot become Sect Head?”

“But, Master gave this to me. Don’t you dare say I picked it up. You know that master passed it to me personally.”

“That was because my father was muddle-headed. That’s the only reason why he would give this flame ring an ordinary person like you,” Dongfang Bingling replied.

“Yang Dingtian, if you still think of me as your uncle, go back in now,” Ximen Wuya ordered. “Believe me. I will definitely protect you tonight.”

“Uncle Ximen, don’t say that. You will surely die under my second sword attack,” Dongfang Bingling said. “It is so easy for me to kill you at this moment.”

“You can give it a try,” Ximen Wuya said with a cold laugh. “I’ll see how many people I will be able to drag into the grave with me. I’m guessing that the surface of the sea will soon be completely dyed red?”

“You really are seeking death,” Dongfang Bingling said. She readied her sword for a strike.

“Dongfang Bingling, do you dare fight me?” Yang Dingtian suddenly shouted to stop her.

Then, he faced Ximen Wuya. “Uncle, trust me just this once. Trust me just this once. Don’t sacrifice yourself for me. Just trust me this time. Leave it to me!”

Then, Yang Dingtian continued, “Dongfang Bingling, don’t you want to get back your flame ring? Don’t you want to prove that your father was muddle-headed for not passing the flame ring to you?”

“In five years, we’ll have a fight! If I win, I want to take back everything that belongs to me, including my dignity. If I lose, I’ll kneel in front of you, admit that I was wrong, and give you my life. I’ll even kneel while passing you the Flame Ring? How about it?”

“Five years? You?” Dongfang Bingling scoffed. “Yang Dingtian, do you know what level you are now? Do you know what level I am? Do you know how wide the gap between you and me is?”

“I don’t know, but it should be huge,” Yang Dingtian replied.

“If I were a star in the sky, you would be an ant on the ground. Even if you were given a thousand or ten thousand years, you would never be able to reach my level,” Dongfang Bingling stated proudly. “My talent is great and rare. Even so, it took me a dozen years to reach my current level. Did you know that even my father at my age was way behind me now? In less than 15 years, I will surpass him and become the strongest Yin Yang Sect Head this century. Thirty or forty years later, I will even be able to challenge the Martial Saint realm that no one has ever reached in the past few centuries.”

“Since that is so, why would you be worried about five years?” Yang Dingtian said: “Five years later, you and I will have a match. It will be a more legitimate way for you to snatch back the flame ring!”

“Even if the mountains and rivers collapse, even if the sun rises from the west and sets in the east, even if the river flows backwards, even if the sea dries up, you will not be my match in five years,” Dongfang Bingling said coldly. “But sorry, I still refuse.”

“Why?” Yang Dingtian asked.

“Why should I accept an ant’s challenge? If I were to freely accept any cat’s or dog’s challenge, I wouldn’t have time to do anything else. No one has the authority to challenge me,” Dongfang Bingling said proudly.

“So, I’m going to end everything tonight. I’m going end Ximen Wuya, end Cloud Sky City, and end you, Yang Dingtian,” Dongfang Bingling said with a determined tone. Her killing intent grew even stronger.

“Hahahaha…” Ximen Wuya laughed.”I didn’t realize that Dongfang Niemie had such an ambitious daughter.”

“Come on, Dongfang Bingling. I’ll witness how you end everything!” said Ximen Wuya while laughing.

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“Go to hell!” Dongfang Bingling flung her sword.

“Oh…” Suddenly, a figure appeared under her giant sword. It was an extremely beautiful and delicate figure.

It was Dongfang Bingling’s mother, who was also Yang Dingtian’s Master’s wife. She was still extremely beautiful, looking like someone who’d stepped out of a dream or a painting.

Her gaze was like water and was as beautiful as flowers. It was absolutely unique. The long red dress accentuated her delicate body like a magic spell.

“Dongfang Bingling, you must agree with Yang Dingtian’s terms.” The madam pulled out a dagger and placed it against her neck. “You must promise him, or you can kill me together with him.”

Dongfang Bingling immediately stopped her giant sword. The tears that she’d been holding back were finally shed. “Mom, are you trying to force me to my death? In your eyes, am I not as good as Yang Dingtian, an outsider?”

“He is not an outsider. He is your future husband and your father’s disciple. Accept his five-year agreement or I will die in front of you.”

“I’m such a failure as a mother. I’m not as strong as you and can’t stop you from killing others. However, I am still capable of killing myself,” the madam said softly with determination.

Yang Dingtian stood up and was about to say something when the madam stopped him. “Yang Dingtian, don’t say anything. I must apologize to you. It’s me who wasn’t capable enough to let the two of you become enemies.”

“You follow Uncle Ximen to Cloud Sky City. Five years later, come back to the Yin Yang Sect. I believe in your Master’s vision. In five years, you will definitely be able to get back what’s supposed to be yours with your own strength,” the madam continued.

“What? Dongfang Bingling, do you really want to watch me die in front of you?”

Ximen Wuya looked at Dongfang Niemie’s wife and sighed. “Apprentice Sister, you don’t actually have to do this. I can really protect Yang Dingtian. For your and Apprentice Brother Dongfang’s sakes, I will not kill Dongfang Bingling.”

“But, you would die!” Dongfang’s wife said. “I can’t let my daughter make such an unforgivable mistake. I can’t let these two children become life-and-death enemies.”

Then, the madam exerted some pressure on the dagger, instantly causing blood to flow out. Then, she stared at Dongfang Bingling.

“Okay, I promise you, mom!” Dongfang Bingling said. “At this time, I really have to wonder. Am I truly your daughter?”

Dongfang Bingling clenched her lips so hard that they bled. She stared at Yang Dingtian hatefully and poke in a voice that was even colder than the ice cave.

“Yang Dingtian, keep our five-year agreement in mind. In five years, I will certainly break you into pieces. In five years, I will wipe Cloud Sky City off the face of this world.”

Yang Dingtian looked at Dongfang Bingling and enunciated word-by-word, “In five years, I will use my own strength to take back everything that belongs to me, including my dignity. I will have you pay for the shame you gave me!”

The madam faced Ximen Wuya. “Go, Apprentice Brother Ximen Wuya. Take Yang Dingtian to Cloud Sky City and cultivate him. I formally entrust him to you.”

Ximen Wuya bowed. “I will definitely not let you down!”

“Apprentice Sister, goodbye!” Ximen Wuya’s body floated up and landed back on Cloud Sky City’s ship. He picked up Yang Dingtian and walked directly to his cabin.

Yang Dingtian shouted at his Master’s wife, “I will visit you at the Yin Yang Sect in five years. If you are willing, I will take care of you for the rest of your life.”

The madam gently smiled. Her smile was reflected across the entire surface of the sea and was as beautiful as flowers.

“Okay, I’ll be waiting!” she said slowly.

In the end, Yang Dingtian also shouted with all his might towards Dongfang Bingling.

“Dongfang Bingling, in five years, I’ll see you at the Yin Yang Sect!”

“In five years, I will take back everything that belongs to me!”

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The big ship sailed on towards the Cloud Sky City.

In a cabin, there were three people: Yang Dingtian, Ximen Wuya, and Ximen Yanyan.

Ximen Wuya was sitting on the couch. He was still very handsome. Although he was a little weak, no trace of injury was visible. His handsome face even seemed to glow.

Ximen Yanyan stood next to Yang Dingtian. Although she looked a little tired, her cheeks were still extremely pretty. Her curvy body exuded a charming body fragrance.

The two youngsters had faces that were filled with concerns, filled with care, and filled with anxiety.

“There is not much time left,” Ximen Wuya said slowly. “Yanyan, Yang Dingtian, kneel.”

Ximen Yanyan was stunned but still knelt. Yang Dingtian’s expression changed slightly, but he also knelt.

“Yang Dingtian, I will betroth Ximen Yanyan to you as your wife. Will you love her forever, protect her forever, and take care of her forever?” Ximen Wuya asked slowly as he looked at Yang Dingtian.