Chapter 30

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"Go ahead and try." Ximen Wuya said slowly, "I want to see how many of your elders from the Yin-Yang Sect will still be alive after the second strike."

"I will bear any cost." Dongfang Bingling said coldly, "I never regret my actions, and I never look back."

"Yin-Yang Grand Array, second strike, Bloodlust!"

At Dongfang Bingling's command, the spiritual energy of the dozen people in the Yin-Yang Grand Array once again converged on Zhu Hongxue and Dongfang Bingling. They combined their swords again, forming a blood-red giant sword hundreds of meters long.

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

"From tonight on, there will be no more Ximen Wuya, no more Cloud Peak City." Dongfang Bingling raised the giant sword high and shouted, about to strike down.

"Wait!" Suddenly, a weak voice came from a thousand meters away.

Then, the cabin door of Cloud Peak City's flying boat opened, and a figure staggered out—it was Yang Dingtian.

After taking the pill, he had fallen into a deep coma. But deep in his mind, he kept telling himself to wake up, to wake up, as Uncle Ximen was in the most dangerous moment. With endless willpower, he actually managed to wake up.

"Yang Dingtian, go back!" Ximen Wuya shouted when he saw him come out.

"No, Uncle Ximen." Yang Dingtian said, "My master sacrificed himself for my freedom and to help me achieve my goals. I swear, I will never let anyone else die for me again, never!"

"Dongfang Bingling!" Yang Dingtian shouted at Dongfang Bingling in the air.

"Yang Dingtian, you come to plead now? It's too late. The arrow is on the string, and it must be released." Dongfang Bingling said coldly, "If you had known this would happen, why did you act the way you did? Regret is useless. If you hadn't been so infatuated, you would already be a disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect."

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath of the damp air and said coldly, "I, Yang Dingtian, have never known what regret is!"

"I am here to negotiate with you." Yang Dingtian raised his right ring finger and said, "You want the Flame Ring, don't you?"

"It was always mine." Dongfang Bingling said, "I am the most suitable person to be the future leader of the Yin-Yang Sect. Who said women can't be the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect?"

"But Master gave it to me. Don't say it was given to me by chance. You know very well that Master gave it to me personally." Yang Dingtian said.

"That was because my father was foolish and confused, giving the Flame Ring to an ordinary person like you." Dongfang Bingling said.

"Yang Dingtian, if you still consider me your uncle, go back inside." Ximen Wuya shouted, "Trust me, I will protect you tonight."

"Uncle Ximen, don't talk big. You will surely die with the second strike." Dongfang Bingling said, "Killing you now is as easy as turning my hand."

"Try it and see?" Ximen Wuya said with a cold laugh, "I want to see how many people will die with me, and whether this sea will be completely dyed red."

"You are truly seeking your own death." Dongfang Bingling said coldly, about to strike down with the sword.

"Dongfang Bingling, do you dare to fight me?" Yang Dingtian shouted, blocking her action.

Then, he said to Ximen Wuya, "Uncle, trust me once, trust me once, don't sacrifice yourself for me, just trust me once, I'll take care of it!"

Next, Yang Dingtian said, "Dongfang Bingling, don't you want to take back the Flame Ring? Don't you want to prove that Master was foolish and blind for not giving it to you?"

"In five years, we will fight! If I win, I will take back everything that belongs to me, including my dignity. If I lose, I will kneel before you, admit my mistake, and be executed, and I will kneel and present the Flame Ring to you. What do you say?" Yang Dingtian shouted, "In five years, will you dare to fight me?"

"Five years? With you?" Dongfang Bingling said disdainfully, "Yang Dingtian, do you know what level you are at now? Do you know what level I am at? Do you know how big the gap between us is?"

"I don't know, but it must be very big." Yang Dingtian said.

"The gap is like the difference between heaven and earth. I am like a star in the sky, and you are like an ant on the ground. Even after thousands of years, you will never reach my realm." Dongfang Bingling said proudly, "My talent is something that comes once in hundreds of years, and it took me over a decade to reach this realm. Do you know that at my age, my father was far inferior to me? In fifteen years, I will surpass my father's realm and become the most powerful leader of the Yin-Yang Sect in a hundred years. In thirty or forty years, I might even challenge the Wu Sheng realm, which no one has achieved in hundreds of years."

"If that's the case, why are you worried about five years from now?" Yang Dingtian said, "In five years, we will fight. That way, taking back the Flame Ring will be more justified!"

"Even if the mountains collapse, even if the sun rises in the west and sets in the east, even if the rivers flow backward, even if the sea dries up, you will never be my match in five years." Dongfang Bingling said coldly, "But I still refuse."

"Why?" Yang Dingtian asked.

"Why should I accept a challenge from an ant? If I had to accept every challenge from anyone, I would have nothing to do with my life. Not just anyone has the right to challenge me." Dongfang Bingling said disdainfully and proudly.

"So, I will end everything tonight, completely end Ximen Wuya, completely end Cloud Peak City, and completely end you, Yang Dingtian." Dongfang Bingling's voice was filled with determination, and the killing intent of the giant sword grew stronger.

"Ha ha, ha ha..." Ximen Wuya laughed wildly, "I never thought that Dongfang Niemie would have such an ambitious and arrogant daughter."

"Come, Dongfang Bingling, let's see how you will end everything." Ximen Wuya laughed loudly.

"Die!" Dongfang Bingling said coldly, and she struck down with the sword.

"Whoosh..." Suddenly, a figure appeared under her giant sword, a figure so delicate and beautiful.

It was Dongfang Bingling's mother, Yang Dingtian's master's wife. She was still as beautiful as ever, like a figure from a dream, like a figure from a painting.

Her eyes were like water, her face as beautiful as a flower, and her beauty was unmatched. Her red long dress accentuated her devilishly beautiful figure, making her even more enchanting.

"Dongfang Bingling, you must agree to Yang Dingtian's request." The master's wife drew a dagger and placed it against her delicate neck, "You must agree, or you will have to kill me too."

Dongfang Bingling quickly stopped the giant sword, and the tears she had been holding back finally overflowed, "Mother, are you trying to force me to my death? Do you think I am less important to you than Yang Dingtian, an outsider?"

"He is not an outsider. He is your future husband, your father's disciple." The master's wife said, "Agree to his five-year agreement, or I will die in front of you."

"I am not as strong as you, and I cannot stop you from killing others, but I can kill myself." The master's wife said slowly, her gentle eyes filled with infinite will.

Yang Dingtian stood up to speak, but the master's wife stopped him, "Yang Dingtian, don't speak. It is I who have wronged you. It is I who have no ability to prevent you from becoming enemies."

"Follow Uncle Ximen to Cloud Peak City, and in five years, come to the Yin-Yang Sect. I believe in you, and I believe in your master's judgment. In five years, you will be able to take back what belongs to you with your own strength." The master's wife said.

"What? Dongfang Bingling, are you really going to watch me die in front of you?" The master's wife said.

Ximen Wuya looked at Lady Dongfang with a complex expression and sighed, "Sister, you don't have to do this. I can really protect Yang Dingtian. For the sake of Brother Dongfang and you, I won't kill Dongfang Bingling."

"But you will die!" Lady Dongfang said, "I cannot stand by and watch my daughter make an unforgivable mistake. I cannot let two children become mortal enemies."

Then, Lady Dongfang pressed the dagger lightly, and blood flowed. Her beautiful eyes stared intently at Dongfang Bingling.

"Fine, I agree, Mother!" Dongfang Bingling said, "At this moment, I really doubt whether you are my biological mother."

Dongfang Bingling's teeth bit into her lips, drawing blood, and her beautiful eyes stared at Yang Dingtian, filled with endless hatred, her voice colder than the ice cave under the ten-thousand-mile ice cap.

"Yang Dingtian, remember the five-year agreement. In five years, I will tear you to pieces, and in five years, I will make Cloud Peak City disappear from this world."

Yang Dingtian looked at Dongfang Bingling and said, word by word, "In five years, I will use my own strength to take back everything that belongs to me, including my dignity and today's humiliation!"

The master's wife said to Ximen Wuya, "Go, Brother Ximen, take Yang Dingtian to Cloud Peak City and train him well. I formally entrust him to you."

Ximen Wuya bowed and said, "I will not let you down!"

"Sister, farewell!" Then, Ximen Wuya's body floated up, landed on the flying boat of Cloud Peak City, picked up Yang Dingtian, and walked directly into the cabin.

Yang Dingtian shouted to the master's wife, "Master's wife, in five years, I will come to the Yin-Yang Sect to see you. If you are willing, I will take care of you for the rest of my life, I will look after you for the rest of my life."

The master's wife smiled gently, and the entire sea seemed to bloom with beautiful flowers.

"Fine, I will wait!" The master's wife said slowly.

Finally, Yang Dingtian used all his strength to shout to Dongfang Bingling.

"Dongfang Bingling, in five years, we will meet at the Yin-Yang Sect!"

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

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The large ship continued to sail toward Cloud Peak City.

In a cabin, only Yang Dingtian, Ximen Wuya, and Ximen Yan Yan were present.

Ximen Wuya sat on the bed, still handsome and elegant, looking as if he had not been weakened or injured at all. His beautiful face even glowed with an unusual light.

Ximen Yan Yan stood next to Yang Dingtian, though somewhat haggard, her face was still incomparably beautiful. Her full and fiery figure emitted a captivating fragrance.

Their faces were filled with concern, care, and unease.

"Time is running out." Ximen Wuya said slowly, "Yan Yan, Dingtian, kneel down."

Ximen Yan Yan was puzzled but still knelt down as ordered. Yang Dingtian's expression changed slightly, and he also knelt down.

"Yang Dingtian, I will betroth Ximen Yan Yan to you as your wife. Will you love her for life, protect her for life, and take care of her for life?" Ximen Wuya looked at Yang Dingtian and said slowly.

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