Chapter 1242 - 1243: I'm Going to Kill You
"You're really quite amusing, aren't you? Are you trying to buy some more time to live?" Qingluan playfully swung her little feet, teasingly looking at Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong shook his head and said, "Nobody wants to die. I'm living so happily now, why would I want to die?"
"But you have to die. If you don't, then I won't be able to complete my mission, and the Sect Master will scold me. Why don't you just commit suicide? I don't really like killing people either."
Qingluan pouted, looking very aggrieved, as if she'd come across something extremely troublesome. Yet she pleaded softly for Song Xiaodong to kill himself.
Song Xiaodong laughed heartily and said, "That's a bit difficult, I haven't lived enough yet, why would I commit suicide?"
Qingluan said with a hint of melancholy, "If you don't kill yourself, then I'll have to kill you myself. Oh, why can't you just do the world a favor and accept your fate? It's a kind of virtue, you know."
Song Xiaodong took another bite of the Serpent Fruit and said, "Are all the people of the Dark Night Sect this hypocritical?"
"It's not hypocrisy. I'm telling the truth; I really don't like killing people, especially someone as interesting as you. Besides, why don't you stop being the Dragon Gate Young Master? It's not like Dragon Gate can rise again. You might as well join our Dark Night Sect, then I wouldn't have to kill you, and you could be my servant. We could have some fun together."
Song Xiaodong squinted slightly, boldly eyeing Qingluan's body and said, "Not bad, not bad. You look nice and have a good figure. If you were my little bed-warming girl, it might barely be acceptable."
Qingluan chuckled and said, "You're so funny. With your level of strength, how could you make me your little bed-warming girl? You need to be stronger than me, plus you won't have the chance; you're going to die today."
Song Xiaodong looked at Qingluan and said, "Do you know what I'd make you do if you were my little bed-warming girl?"
"Oh?" Qingluan squinted her eyes at Song Xiaodong.
"I'd strip you naked, tie you up, give your butt a thorough spanking, and then play with you well, so you could understand what happiness it is to be a woman."
When Song Xiaodong said this, he sounded like a supreme lecher, utterly shameless. With women, he's always been particular about mood, but not with someone who's out to kill him; he couldn't care less.
"You're so bad. How could you treat a woman like this? You really need to be killed, or else many women would suffer because of you."
Qingluan frowned, and a hint of murderous intent appeared on her face.
Song Xiaodong laughed heartily and said, "You've wanted to kill me since you came here. Now I'm giving you a reason to kill me so you can feel at ease. Isn't that a favor you should thank me for?"
"Hmph, I find you very annoying now. Even if you wanted to join the Dark Night Sect and be my servant, I wouldn't want you." Qingluan withdrew her little feet, stood up directly, and said, "Get up, I'm going to kill you."
Song Xiaodong shook his head and said, "Do you really think it's good to kill someone in this kind of place? I don't want to die here. Why don't we go somewhere else?"
Qingluan said helplessly, "Fine, since you're going to die anyway, I'll agree to your request. There's a forest behind us; I'll kill you there."
Song Xiaodong also stood up and said, "Then let's go."
Leaving the courtyard, they walked side by side, the distance between them no more than twenty centimeters.
At this distance, Song Xiaodong felt that if he were to launch a sneak attack, it might succeed. But he chose not to, sensing that doing so would be very dangerous. Would this Qingluan maintain such a distance without absolute confidence?
To others, Qingluan might appear to be a simple-hearted girl, but being able to use Miao Qingyuan to lure Song Xiaodong here, she definitely wasn't as innocent as she seemed.
Regarding the Dark Night Sect, Dragon Nine and the others haven't said much because his strength isn't enough. But in such a top-tier world sect, Qingluan being adopted as the Sect Master's daughter certainly proves she's gifted; her outward innocence is likely a way to deceive others.
Not far behind the courtyard was a dense forest, where the natural environment of Senaga was preserved well, with essentially no human destruction, presenting an entirely original state.
Song Xiaodong was quite satisfied with this forest, as the denser the jungle, the more advantageous it was for him.
"Is here good enough?" Qingluan stopped at the forest's edge.
Song Xiaodong also stood still, facing Qingluan. He suddenly smiled and said, "I have a question for you."
Qingluan replied, "Go ahead, but it's your last question. After that, I'm going to kill you."
Song Xiaodong glanced at Qingluan's barefoot under her skirt and asked, "Walking barefoot like that, doesn't it hurt? Aren't you afraid of getting your feet dirty?"
"Why ask such a trivial question? Once you reach True Qi Great Perfection, you'll naturally have True Qi protecting you. Oh, right, you haven't reached Great Perfection, so you can't feel this."
Song Xiaodong nodded and said, "I see. Looks like I really might die by your hand today."
"That's definite. Alright, enough talking. Are you ready? I'm going to kill you now." Qingluan frowned, looking towards Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong stretched his arms and said, "Even if I'm going to die, I have to die in style, right?"
"You're really troublesome." Qingluan, though impatient, still stood there, waiting for Song Xiaodong.
At this moment, Song Xiaodong pulled his arms back, puffed out his chest, and his entire energy was unleashed. He said, "Alright, let's do this."
"Huh, not bad; you're a bit stronger than I imagined, but it's still useless." Qingluan's eyes revealed a trace of surprise, then she shook her head and raised her hand, striking towards Song Xiaodong's chest.
This move looked extremely simple, not really a move at all. But combined with Qingluan's footwork, her palm was already reaching Song Xiaodong's chest in an instant. The highest form of martial artistry seemed inferior to Qingluan's simple strike.
Even though Song Xiaodong was fully prepared and had a clear understanding of Qingluan's strength, her palm strike completely exceeded his expectations. Her strength was clearly far beyond what he had estimated.
Song Xiaodong now realized the gap between his strength and Qingluan's was immense. In light of this huge disparity, he could hardly hope to win; even escaping unscathed would be extremely difficult.