Chương 163: The Life-Slaughter Demon Lord (Part 3)

At the critical moment, Cheng Wu's aura suddenly surged dramatically. Su Chen showed a slight trace of surprise.

"Killing God Induction? That's a secret technique of the Killing God Hall. Where did you obtain it?" Cheng Wu let out a sigh of relief.

"You cannot kill me. I am also a member of the Killing God Hall. I serve Young Master Wusheng and was planted in Sword Pavilion. If you kill me, Young Master Wusheng will never let you go." Su Chen grew interested.

"Who is this Young Master Wusheng you speak of?" Cheng Wu looked stunned.

"You're from the Killing God Hall and you don't even know Young Master Wusheng? He is the successor of the Killing Emperor and the number one genius of the Killing God Hall. Even the three hall masters dare not show him any disrespect." Su Chen had indeed never heard of Young Master Wusheng, but he knew of the Killing Emperor—the founder of the Killing God Hall and a notoriously fierce Great Emperor who had once slaughtered geniuses from across the myriad races and proved his Dao through killing.

The Killing Emperor's inheritance… Su Chen's interest was now fully piqued. He would not remain indifferent to a Great Emperor's legacy. Su Chen continued, "What is your purpose in infiltrating Sword Pavilion? And where is Young Master Wusheng now?" Cheng Wu snorted coldly.

"These are not things you are qualified to ask about. I advise you to leave immediately. If you kill me, Young Master Wusheng will not spare you. The sect master of Sword Pavilion is already on his way. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to escape later." Su Chen sighed. His figure vanished like a ghost. Just as Cheng Wu thought he had left, a hand suddenly covered his face. Cheng Wu tried to resist, but in an instant, his limbs were severed and his voice was silenced.

"Why bother?" Staring into Cheng Wu's eyes filled with despair, Su Chen's own gaze remained cold and dead. Since Cheng Wu refused to speak, Su Chen knew a few soul-searching secret techniques. Although they would cost him some time, compared to these secrets, the delay was insignificant. Even if it meant exposing some of his cards, it was worth it. Cheng Wu's struggles started fierce but gradually weakened until they stopped entirely. His eyes became hollow, no different from a corpse.

"Interesting." The corner of Su Chen's mouth curled up. Ten years ago, Cheng Wu had already submitted to Young Master Wusheng and infiltrated Sword Pavilion. There were many such chess pieces placed by Wusheng across various regions, and even among other races outside the Eternal World. These people did not know one another and only knew of each other's existence. Young Master Wusheng seemed to be using these pieces while waiting for something. As for Young Master Wusheng himself, he was a true legend.

Fifty years ago, he obtained the Killing Emperor's inheritance from the Killing God Hall and rose to become the current Killing Lord of the hall. Even the three hall masters had to obey him. In a short time, he had risen rapidly and obtained countless opportunities. Yet eight years ago, he had suddenly disappeared without a trace. Su Chen felt that this Young Master Wusheng was not simple. He might be another person with a great destiny and extraordinary abilities.

Perhaps he could foresee the future, or perhaps he was a powerhouse who had been reborn. This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.

"Young Master Wusheng knows of my existence. In the future, I may cause trouble for him, so he sent the Life-Slaughter Saint King to nip me in the bud.

"Today's events were no coincidence. They must have been arranged by some powerful figure within the Killing God Hall. The most likely culprit is my so-called cheap master, the Life-Slaughter Saint King. He is not completely obedient to Wusheng and wants to use my hand to eliminate him. That is why he had me replace Sha Shengzi and become the successor of the Life-Slaughter lineage, while forbidding me from revealing anything about my identity as Lu Chen." Everything made sense now.

Having lived for tens of thousands of years, Su Chen's mind was naturally meticulous and profound. He quickly pieced together the cause and effect. Even if there were some slight discrepancies, he believed they would not be far off. He found it quite interesting. A person suspected of being able to foresee the future—or perhaps a reborn powerhouse with great destiny—along with the undercurrents surging within the Killing God Hall. This life was destined to be extraordinary.

Su Chen narrowed his eyes and murmured, "I wasted some time, and now the pavilion master of Sword Pavilion has arrived. It seems I will need to spend some effort cleaning up the scene." With his current strength, facing a Profound Connection realm titled king expert was more than enough. A great battle erupted, only to end quickly, leaving behind a scene of utter devastation. … Xiao Family. The Xiao Family was one of the four great clans of the Northern Dawn Empire.

All five children born to the family head were exceptional talents, dragons and phoenixes among men. The eldest, Xiao Xuance, was a great general of the Northern Dawn Empire with an undefeated record—a living legend in the military. The second child, Xiao Lingxue, had joined the Misty Sacred Palace and become a true disciple there. The third, Xiao Jin, was the richest man in the Northern Dawn Empire and controlled its largest trading guild.

Even the youngest, Xiao Yueli, ranked among the top ten geniuses of the empire. Yet in this nest of dragons and phoenixes, a loach had appeared. The fourth child, Xiao Sha, was a notorious playboy and a good-for-nothing who had achieved nothing. Relying on his status as a son of the Xiao Family, he frequented brothels and pleasure houses. Every famous courtesan in the imperial city had suffered at his hands. In a quiet courtyard, a woman in plain white robes sat gracefully like a pure white lotus.

Her slender fingers danced across the ancient zither strings, producing exquisite melodies. Leaning against the railing stood a young man in a green scholar's robe. He looked refined and scholarly, his gaze calm and deep. This man was none other than the fourth young master of the Xiao Family—Xiao Sha—the infamous wastrel in the eyes of outsiders. Xiao Sha carried a secret. He… was actually a reborn cultivator who had returned to this era three thousand years in the past!

In his previous life, he had achieved nothing. He watched helplessly as the Xiao Family was destroyed and could do nothing to stop it. After leaving the Northern Dawn Empire, he drifted through life and only reached the Nirvana realm, leaving behind countless regrets. In this life, he was determined to make up for every single one of them. The first thing he did after rebirth was to seize the legendary Killing Emperor's inheritance.

Under the alias Young Master Wusheng, he gained the favor of the Killing Ancestor and became the leader of the Killing God Hall. He gathered the commoner geniuses who had risen to fame in his previous life and, following his memories, waited for opportunities to appear so he could plunder them. All the major figures who had stirred up storms in his past life had been quietly eliminated by him in advance whenever possible.

For example, the Origin Spirit Saint Lu Chen—who had shaken the world in his previous life—had been targeted early. Xiao Sha had sent the Life-Slaughter Saint King to deal with him. By now, that man had probably already reincarnated.

"Damn Divine Fire Venerable!" If not for that old bastard injuring him, he would not have been forced into hiding for so long. He had originally planned to seize the Heavenly Fire of the Fire Realm, but he never expected the Divine Fire Venerable of that realm to still be alive. Even with the Killing Emperor's inheritance and countless other opportunities, Xiao Sha had still been gravely wounded by a powerhouse an entire major realm above him. Over the years, he had offended far too many people.

To avoid being assassinated by his enemies while he was weak, he had no choice but to return to the Xiao Family and recover from his injuries in secret. The woman playing the zither glanced at Xiao Sha with her beautiful eyes, thinking to herself: "The world sees the fourth young master of the Xiao Family as nothing but a wastrel… but who knows that the most terrifying person in the entire Xiao Family is precisely this fourth son!" Suddenly, Xiao Sha's expression changed drastically!