Villain: The old man has done good deeds all his life, and helped justice

"Intellectual... intellectual disability?"

Ye Ling was struck by lightning.

He had always believed that he was exceptionally talented, as cunning as a demon.

He played around with those privileged second-generation immortals.

From a remote small town, he fought his way to Linghuo Island, killing countless old monsters along the way.

But Wang Lin actually said he had an intellectual disability?

Ye Ling's face turned red and twisted.

"Wang Lin, you old thief, I will remember this humiliation today. I will destroy your entire family in the future."

Ye Ling left the Emerald House in a sorry state, following Guo Yun's departure.

Back at the Cave Mansion, Sang Yun's face looked unpleasant.

"Prepare yourself, in three days it will be the disciples' grand competition. Ten disciples will be selected to go to Tianhuo Island."

In fact, she wanted to teach Ye Ling a lesson.

In the face of the powerful Connecting Heaven realm, one should show enough respect. Ants should behave like ants.

But she really didn't know how to say it.

She was afraid of hurting Ye Ling's Dao heart if she said it too harshly, but saying it lightly would be useless.

"Yes, Master!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling's face became extremely difficult.

The geniuses of the Heaven Severing Sect were as numerous as clouds in the Soul Formation Realm and the Empty Void Realm.

He was only at the second level of the Soul Formation Realm, so he had little hope in this grand competition.

So he wanted to ask his Master to find Wang Lin to refine pills and improve his cultivation.

But he didn't expect to be humiliated instead of getting the pills.

"No, I can't give up!"

This was the once-in-a-hundred-year grand competition, the only chance to go to Tianhuo Island and the Heaven Severing Sect.

If he missed it, he would have to stay in this small place for another hundred years, which he absolutely couldn't accept.

"Supreme Grade pills can improve cultivation without side effects. If I have enough Supreme Grade pills, I will have a chance to break through quickly.

"But where can I find Supreme Grade pills?"

"Oh, right, Wang Yanran has them."

Thinking of this, Ye Ling's mouth curled up, revealing a cold smile.

"Wang Lin, you have gone too far in your bullying. I will collect some interest from your descendants."

Ye Ling left the Cave Mansion and had not gone far when he encountered a stunning woman.

"Xue'er."

"Brother Ye Ling!"

Tang Xueer's cold expression instantly transformed into joy.

This scene made several young men who were pursuing Tang Xueer's face darken.

Facing them, Tang Xueer was like an ice goddess, but as soon as she saw Ye Ling, she immediately turned into a fangirl.

Such a huge contrast made them extremely angry.

"Where are you guys going?"

Ye Ling's mouth curled up, disdainfully glancing at those young men.

Although these people had higher cultivation levels than him, in his eyes, they were all flowers in a greenhouse, relying on their family to have their current cultivation levels.

If they didn't have the resources from their family to cultivate, they would be useless.

"I was just thinking of finding you, didn't expect to run into you here."

Tang Xueer said with her mouth, taking 810 steps to Ye Ling's side, distancing herself from these handsome young men.

Unable to bear it any longer, a few of them suppressed their anger and mocked.

"Ye Ling, why aren't you properly recovering at home? Why did you come out? Could it be that you're already healed?"

Upon hearing these words, Ye Ling instantly remembered the scene where Luo Xian'er casually sent him flying with a sword qi, his face turning extremely ugly.

"No need to worry, I'm doing very well. But you, you didn't even dare to collect the Spirit Medicine when you saw it. So timid, why did you come out?"

"You..."

"Hmph, it's still better than someone who overestimates their abilities and can't even take a single blow from others."

"Ye Ling, dare you fight me on the life and death arena?"

Someone's eyes were filled with killing intent as they spoke.

"No time."

Ye Ling shrugged his shoulders and casually uttered two words.

"I think you're just afraid, right?"

"If you're afraid of death, just say it. Why bother making excuses?"

The few people thought that Ye Ling was afraid and immediately began to mock him.

"Heh, if you guys have Supreme Grade pills, I wouldn't mind fighting you on the life and death arena. But do you have any?"

Right now, Ye Ling only wanted to compete and bet with Wang Yanran, so he didn't have time to pay attention to these dandies.

"Brother Ye Ling, do you want a Supreme Grade pill? My grandfather bought me a Thunder Spirit Pill, but I don't need it. I'll give it to you."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xueer took out a jade bottle.

Ye Ling saved her life and helped her kill a few Demonic Beasts.

She had always remembered this favor.

Now that she had the opportunity to repay it, Tang Xueer didn't care how many spirit stones her family had spent on it.

Immediately, as if presenting a treasure, he handed the Thunder Spirit Pill to Ye Ling.

"No need," Ye Ling's eyes lit up, then he shook his head. How could he, a grown man, live off someone else?

"Brother Ye Ling, take it. I really don't need it. Consider it as a repayment for saving your life."

"Well...alright then. Consider it a temporary loan from you. I'll return it to you later."

Suddenly, Ye Ling remembered that he had a bet and martial arts competition with Wang Yanran. How could he go empty-handed?

He couldn't go empty-handed, right?

After careful consideration, it seemed feasible.

Later, he would bet one hundred Supreme Grade Thunder Spirit Pills with Wang Yanran.

"You shameless waste, even wanting women's things."

Seeing this, the others were grinding their teeth in anger.

Their gaze towards Tang Xueer was filled with hatred.

This despicable woman.

If he managed to win her over, he would definitely play with her until she was broken.

"Heh, what an arrogant genius. Can't even hear clearly. Are you all idiots?"

Ye Ling's lips curled up, a mocking smile on his face.

"Fine, I want to see what you'll use to repay later."

The others followed Ye Ling's lead.

"Then you can wait and watch the show. Someone will bring me Supreme Grade Pills."

Ye Ling smiled calmly, full of confidence.

He led the group to Wang Yanran's Cave Mansion and transmitted his voice towards the formation gate.

"Wang Yanran, dare you come out and fight?"

Everyone was stunned, then immediately realized Wang Linghuo's intention.

He wanted to trick Wang Yanran.

However, who gave him the courage?

For a moment, everyone looked at Ye Ling as if he were a dead man.

"Brother Ye Ling, I think it's better to forget about it," Tang Xueer's face changed, whispering softly.

Although Wang Yanran was only at the Soul Formation Realm, and the two had never fought before, she was Wang Lin's most beloved disciple.

If Luo Xian'er was already so powerful, how could Wang Yanran be any worse?

"Xue'er, don't you believe me either?" Ye Ling frowned and said lightly.

"No, no, I believe Brother Ye Ling." Tang Xue'er waved her hands repeatedly, her expression anxious.

This scene broke the hearts of the onlookers.

Facing them, Tang Xue'er seemed like an ice goddess, so why did she appear so humble in front of Ye Ling?

Is she still a goddess?

"Well, that's good enough." Ye Ling shrugged, his gaze shifting to the onlookers, a smirk on his lips.

The goddess you can't reach, she's just my little fangirl.

"Do you want to challenge me?" Wang Yanran came out with a cold face.

She was in a bad mood now.

The ancestor she had missed for so long didn't even see her.

And now, Ye Ling came to challenge her, and she felt the urge to kill.

"Yes, are you brave enough to accept?" Ye Ling said lightly.

Forget about being one level lower than him, even if she had a higher cultivation level by a few levels, he wasn't afraid.

In his eyes, Wang Yanran's cultivation level must have been enhanced by drugs.

And Wang Yanran was too young, a young lady from a wealthy family, how much combat experience could she have?

He didn't know how many of these hothouse flowers he had killed.

"I accept, let's go straight to the life and death arena." Wang Yanran didn't waste any words and walked straight towards the life and death arena.

Ye Ling's face changed slightly.

He just wanted to trick Wang Yanran, and if he could defeat her, that would be the best.

But Wang Yanran didn't follow the script, which put Ye Ling in a dilemma for a moment.

If Wang Yanran died, the Wang Family would definitely seek revenge on him.

"Hahaha!"

"Are you, this useless person, scared?"

"If you're scared, kneel down and apologize to Fairy Yanran."

Seeing this, the crowd couldn't help but rejoice.

"Brother Ye Ling, I don't think..."

Tang Xueer also panicked.

"Xueer, do you believe me?"

Ye Ling interrupted her and looked at her seriously.

"Of course, I believe you. It's just that..."

"That's enough."

Ye Ling followed directly, his gaze flickering, thinking to himself, "Even if it's a life-and-death battle, when I defeat her, but don't kill her, she will have to be grateful to me, right?"

The two of them stepped onto the life-and-death arena. Ye Ling stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, waiting for Wang Yanran to speak, and then he would take the opportunity to propose a bet.

A...

He didn't wait for Wang Yanran's voice, but instead, a sky full of ice and snow came rushing towards him.

Ye Ling shivered.

"No, this isn't ice and snow, it's Ice and Snow Sword Intent."

Ye Ling's pupils contracted, feeling his scalp explode, without time to think too much.

His cultivation erupted, and Ye Ling took out a long sword that looked like a door panel.

He dispersed the invading cold sword energy within his body, and his entire body surged with Sword Intent like a tide.

Boom!

Wang Yanran was pushed back a distance, feeling somewhat surprised.

He didn't expect Ye Ling to be so powerful.

It seems that Ye Ling has a special physique, and he has also cultivated the Body Tempering technique.

As for Ye Ling, at this moment, his whole body was covered in frost, and he was shivering all over.

At this moment, the blood in his body had condensed into frost, and the icy and bone-piercing sword energy was raging within him.

"How is this possible? She's just a mere first stage of the Soul Formation Realm, how can she be so terrifying?"

Ye Ling's heart was somewhat collapsing, unable to accept this cruel reality.

All along, he had found it as easy as eating and drinking to challenge opponents one stage higher than him.

But now, he was defeated by Wang Yanran, who was one stage lower, with just one move, directly shattering his invincible Dao Heart.

In fact, Ye Ling was already crippled at this point.

According to the original plot, he would obtain countless heavenly treasures in the secret realm and his cultivation would skyrocket.

After coming out, Sang Yun would hand over the Reincarnation Bell to him.

He would cultivate the Six Paths of Reincarnation technique inside, and his cultivation would skyrocket once again.

He would directly catch up to the geniuses of the Empty Void Realm and shine in the competition three days later, winning first place.

But because of the appearance of Wang Lin and Luo Xian'er, they intercepted all his opportunities.

"Brother Yeling..." Tang Xuer's exclamation was filled with disbelief in her eyes.

Her invincible Brother Yeling, unexpectedly so weak.

"This useless person really overestimates himself, daring to challenge Fairy Yanran."

"Yes, he really brought this upon himself."

The onlookers were excited.

"Die!"

Wang Yanran had no intention of paying attention to an ant seeking death.

An ice lotus appeared out of nowhere, a surge of coldness as if freezing the entire space.

The long sword flashed like lightning, its sword aura swallowing and shooting towards Yeling's chest.

"Damn it, come at me!"

Yeling roared, activating his technique, instantly igniting the frozen blood.

"A sharp sword has no edge, great skill..."

Before he could finish the last two words, Yeling was once again frozen by the extreme cold.

Yeling was truly foolish.

At this moment, he actually wanted to seize the opportunity with his heavy sword, severely injuring Wang Yanran, and use his strength to counter-kill to the extreme.

But using it against Wang Yanran was simply idiotic.

Even if his strength was great, could he break through the coldness?

Yeling's so-called combat experience could only bully brainless minor villains.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside Yeling, blocking this fatal strike.

"Who are you? My family's ancestor is Wang Lin."

Wang Yanran was shocked, feeling as if she was being stared at by an unparalleled fierce beast.

The intangible and terrifying knife intent made her tremble all over, her soul on the verge of shattering.

"Is she, is she Venerable Sangyun?"

"Isn't Venerable Sangyun a human with black hair? How could she be from the Monster Race?"

Everyone looked at her in shock.

The figure before their eyes had golden hair flowing, a tiger tail and tiger ears, a stunning face, a proud expression, exuding an aura of disdain for the world.

Just standing there casually, she possessed an invincible momentum, as if a heavenly sword about to be unsheathed, ready to open up the heavens and earth.

"I am Sangyun."

"Can you spare him once? I can promise you one thing."

Sangyun remained silent for a long time, her face showing a pleading expression.

Although she really wanted to save Ye Ling, she had her own principles.

This is a life and death arena. Ye Ling's skills are inferior to others. If he dies, he can only blame himself for not being skilled enough.

The only thing she can do is plead with Wang Yanran to spare Ye Ling and make reparations.

She cannot resort to bullying the weak.

Besides, she has no way to bully the weak.

"No!"

Wang Yanran decisively refused and sent a message to her own ancestor.

Since childhood, her ancestor taught her that if she couldn't win, she should retreat and never give the enemy a chance to survive.

"This... you..."

Sang Yun looked at Ye Ling, then at Wang Yanran, remained silent for a moment, and slowly faded away and disappeared.

"Master!"

Ye Ling's eyes widened, his heart trembling.

Without the Law Manifestation's trust and his biased master, he was actually left to fend for himself.

"Idiot, Sang Yun used to protect you because others were bullying the weak and not following the rules."

"Now that you're seeking death on your own, Guo Yun has no reason to save you."

The elder in charge of the life and death arena sneered and mocked.

They knew best who Sang Yun was among these old people.

She was an invincible genius who disregarded life and death and had a cold and powerful heart.

How could she break her principles for a disciple?

"Hmm?"

The elder's smile suddenly froze on his face as he looked at Sang Yun who suddenly appeared.

"Sang Yun, do you intend to...?"

Sang Yun didn't answer and calmly looked at Ye Ling.

"Phew!"

Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that his master would never abandon him.

"Die!"

Upon receiving the message from her ancestor, Wang Yanran immediately swung her sword towards Ye Ling.

The sword energy was like a surging cold stream, emitting an extreme low temperature and an unparalleled sharpness.

"You..."

Ye Ling was shocked and angry, wanting to curse out loud.

Are you fucking blind?

Did you not see my master watching from below the arena?

Without thinking too much, Ye Ling forcefully raised his long sword to defend.

With a loud bang, the sword energy in the arena went wild, and Ye Ling, along with his sword, was blasted away, spewing out ice debris and fragments of internal organs.

Ye Ling looked at it with a terrified expression. This sword completely disabled him.

The bone-chilling sword qi ravaged his body, and he was completely powerless to fight back.

Even if he recovered in the future, he would probably be a cripple.

Unless a rare treasure was used to rebuild his foundation.

With this thought, Ye Ling swallowed a Thunder Spirit Pill in one gulp, activated his cultivation technique, and forced the cold qi out of his body.

Whoosh!

Wang Yanran's beautiful eyes revealed a hint of mockery. With a few more strikes, she chopped off several pieces of flesh and blood from Ye Ling's body.

"You crazy woman, stop it."

Ye Ling was furious, his eyes filled with resentment. He swore that he would repay her twice as much in the future.

While dodging, he activated his cultivation technique to heal his injuries.

"Ye Ling, brother, please surrender quickly."

Tang Xueer's face turned pale as she anxiously shouted.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling's face became extremely ugly.

As a transmigrator, how could he bow down and surrender to a woman?

Absolutely not.

Ye Ling turned his head to look at his master, the meaning was self-evident.

Sang Yun fell silent for a moment and said, "As your master, I will accompany you on this final journey."

"What...what?"

Ye Ling felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his eyes bulging.

"Don't blame me for being heartless. Once you step onto the life-and-death arena, everything is your own choice, and I can't help you."

Sang Yun said in a low voice.

"Master..."

Ye Ling wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

The manifestation of the Ice Lotus Law appeared again, and Wang Yanran said coldly, "You ignorant fool, I will cut off one of your arms with the next strike."

"No, stop, I surrender, I admit defeat."

The terror of death struck his heart, and Ye Ling no longer cared about the dignity of a transmigrator. He quickly surrendered.