Dual Cultivator Reborn[System In The Cultivation World]

Chapter 1014: Three beauties will be your slaves

The entire inn was taken aback the moment Yohan raised that man into the air, grabbing his neck from behind; the owner of the inn had gawking expressions on his face seeing this bizarre sight while leaning against the walls. At the same time, those three women who were following this imposter were also taken aback; not even in their wildest dreams did they think a day would come when they saw this so-called young master struggling in the clutches of an unknown man, trying to flee like a rat in a trap.

​"What did you do to her family?" Yohan’s cold voice echoed. He asked the same thing again; his eyes were cold and the surroundings became heavy. The imposter was taken aback; he felt despair in his heart. His face started turning red because breathing was impossible in Yohan’s clutches; at this moment, the realization hit him. He thought that he might have offended someone that he shouldn’t have offended in the first place.

​He was also a low-level cultivator, peak body strengthening realm, but despite his cultivation base, he felt helpless. He realized that the man holding him had suppressed him in terms of cultivation.

​"Hey, you bastard, what are you waiting for? Just save me!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, mustering everything and asking his lackeys to come help him and free him from the clutches of Yohan. The moment he shouted, the group of people wearing armor came to their senses and exchanged glances with each other before running in the direction of Yohan, unsheathing their swords.

​"Plup"

​"Plup"

​"Plup"

​Something unexpected happened: one after another, those figures started falling to the ground, feeling excruciating pain in their lower bodies. Lucine was standing with a blood-soaked sword in his hand, looking at the ground where those people were crying as he cut off their legs.

​"Ignorant bastards..." Lucine whispered as he looked at the ground in the direction of those men. He severed their legs before they even reached the center of the inn where Yohan was holding that guy; he had had enough of this bullshit.

​"Young master Yohan, what should I do with these guys? They committed the grave sin of pretending to be the soldiers of the Lin clan. What do you want me to do with them?" He finally tilted his head and looked in the direction of Yohan; the moment those words escaped from his mouth, every single soul—including those three women and the owner of the inn—was taken aback and looked at Yohan.

​The guy who was pretending to be him—his entire body went limp and his soul nearly left his body.

​"Young... master... Yohan," he muttered those words feeling horror in his heart. Not even in his wildest dreams did he think he would end up offending the real Yohan. His entire life and every single crime he committed up until now in the name of Yohan started flashing before his eyes.

​"Cut their heads off and hang them at the entrance of the Solane," with a calm and composed demeanor, Yohan looked at Lucine and gave his order.

​The faces of those men turned dark hearing Yohan. They had already lost their legs and were crippled for life; now they were about to lose their heads. All of them were horrified; they looked in the direction of their master and started cursing him for tricking them into thinking he was the young master of the Lin clan. These guys were bandits and mercenaries and thought they had left their shitty lives when they were approached by young master Yohan; not even in their wildest dreams did these guys imagine that they were being tricked by an imposter.

​"You even tricked them..." Yohan whispered as he realized this guy was indeed clever. He somewhat felt bad for these thugs and mercenaries, but alas, that doesn’t change the fact these guys had committed heinous crimes throughout their lives. Yohan signaled Lucine to send them to the afterlife, relieving their pain.

​"We were innocent! Please spare us, young master Yohan!"

​"Yes, that motherfucker tricked us! Please have mercy, Lord Yohan!"

​"We were wronged! Please let us live; we will definitely turn over a new leaf!"

​One after another, these thugs started pleading and asking Yohan to spare their lives. Everyone was looking at these guys with baffling expressions. The three women who were following this man, thinking he was the real Yohan, were beyond shocked.

​Yohan completely ignored their pleading. He knew he couldn’t change the nature of a snake; once a snake, always a snake. Moreover, these guys were already crippled and their lives were pretty much over; death was the only mercy he could give.

​One after another, Lucine severed the heads off their bodies. The entire inn filled with horrific screams. Every single soul was beyond traumatized seeing that horrific scene right before their eyes, but no one dared to say anything. All of them were frozen in fear and looked in the direction of Yohan as he was calmly standing, holding the man by his neck.

​This was the real Yohan—a man, a myth, a legend who rose with frightening speed and became the prominent figure killing the big shots of the Northern Region; a man who was threatening the Royal Family and the four great clans of the region.

​Everyone gulped nervously. This man was the real deal, unlike the imposter who was simply beating people while his lackeys were extorting money from small businesses.

​At this moment, Yohan finally freed the imposter from his clutches.

​"Thud"

​The man fell to the ground, gasping for air. He started taking heavy breaths, filling his lungs with air. His entire face was pale, as he had been trapped like a rat in Yohan’s clutches. He thought he would be crushed and lost all of his hope of leaving this place alive, but alas, there might be a chance or an opportunity where he might save his life.

​Thinking about that, he turned to Yohan and immediately placed his head on the ground.

​"I am a fan! I admire you, my lord! Please... please forgive me! I was ignorant; I couldn’t recognize you! I was fucking blind! Forgive me this time!" he cried and asked Yohan to forgive him.

​"You can also have these three women for yourself; from this moment on, you are their master. Please spare my life," he added in desperation. After all, he knew Yohan had multiple partners and had taken so many women under his wings recently; he might change his heart after receiving this generous gift from him.

​The three beauties who were following this imposter were frozen in fear. Their faces turned dark hearing him; he was indeed a disgusting man who was throwing them into the den of a monster in order to save his own skin. They felt betrayed and helpless and thought their lives would be over. The man before them was calm, but at the same time he was merciless. Now the three of them were involved with the wrong man who was pretending to be him; their lives were also hanging by a thin thread, not knowing what the real Yohan would do to them.

​"Haha! I knew you would like my generous offer! After all, three of them are beauties that I personally picked! Take them! Use them as you like, my lord!" The man started laughing fanatically, thinking Yohan might have liked his generous offer.

​"You give me the creeps," Yohan whispered.

​"What?" The man’s facial expressions turned dark as he looked up. His heart sank seeing that cold and killing intent in Yohan’s eyes. He also felt frightening pressure directed at his body; he couldn’t move, feeling crushed by the heavy pressure that was directed towards him.

​"My lord..." his voice trembled, feeling fear in his heart.

​"Let me give you a parting gift,rot in the netherworld and remeber this face,you piece of shit!" Yohan said while having a wicked smile on his handsome face, and the next moment, he raised his right leg and stomped the head, crushing it like a watermelon,he killed him without showing any mercy to the guy.

The moment he did that, everyone was taken aback,the inn owner and the three women who unconsciously took a couple of steps backwards and fell to the ground on their buttocks feeling horrar in their hearts.