The Villain Has Something to Say

Chapter 188: Somehow, I Owe You (ii)

Mo Qiu said, “You are far from cosmopolitan. In the whole Demon Realm, Jin Li is even as powerful as Exalt Yin Ji and Exalt Hao Ming. Among the Four Grand Exalts, only the Heaven Demon Exalt can manipulate him, but that exalt is not good at mapping out strategies and tactics. If there is anyone that has realized the death of the Master Hoodoo and then immediately sends another one to come after one, he can only be Yin Ji.”

Luo Jianqing asked, “So what’s the point?”

Mo Qiu wore a serious face, “Since Jin Li is here, I can say the ambition of the demon is not only to catch us. They’re planning something bigger. Anyway, you need to understand that in the Demon Realm, Yin Ji is the one really in charge, and the one behind her is the Heaven Demon Exalt Du Jue Tian Lao.

“Why are you telling me these?” Luo Jianqing felt a surge of panic. Now, he was not interested in why Mo Qiu knew so many things. Instead, he just felt Mo Qiu was quite weird, making him sort of… flustered.

Mo Qiu curved up his thin lips and suddenly said, “Because I would like to. Do you have a problem with that?”

His voice echoed on this small island, while the Demon Exalt just sat aside, as if he didn’t hear anything. Yet Luo Jianqing narrowed his eyes. He was about to send another message to Mo Qiu’s mind and pursed this question, but suddenly, he saw a flash of brilliant lightening streaking across the sky, then falling on the dark Feng Shen Sea.

Luo Jianqing’s pupils shrank, and Mo Qiu even moved faster.

“Spam Sun Blocks the Sky!”

Instantly, the shining sunlight vanished without any trace, and darkness shrouded the Feng Shen Sea again!

This time, the darkness was much purer, with nothing could reflect light. They all lost their vision at the moment. When Mo Qiu pulled his primordial life out and used its power to release this bizarre skill, Luo Jianqing raised his sword without any hesitation, thrusting at the direction that he remembered.

This thrust was full of the power of karma, yet Luo Jianqing didn’t expect it to harm Jin Li even a tiny bit. He grabbed Mo Qiu and ran away immediately. They were so fast that they directly jumped into the water with two plops.

As they fell into the water, sunlight resumed and the darkness went away again.

On the small island, the Demon Exalt in the black cloak raised his left hand, on which the Floating Frost Sword was clamped by his two fingers. Countless tiny silver snakes wriggling on the sword, with the great power of Heavenly Seizure Record fiercely flowing on it. However, the sword couldn’t hurt him at all.

Jin Li raised his head, exposing his azure blue eyes. He was sweating profusely-even an instant darkness was frightful enough to make him look pale and his mouth trembling.

He moved his finger, and the sword gave a painful grunt, losing all its brilliancy. Jin Li chucked it into the sea and then walked to the place where they had jumped in. He narrowed his eyes and blue light flashed across his eyes.

Boom!

The vast sea was split into two parts, as if some magic power separated them. The seawater rose and transformed into two water walls, paving a path for him to walk through. Countless astral wind surged over the water and madly rushed towards him. However, with a light wave, all the wind was dispelled and he just kept walking slowly.

Meanwhile, the seawater that covered Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu had disappeared. He didn’t have any time to surprise at these two huge water walls. Luo Jianqing grabbed Mo Qiu and began to run. Later, he even picked up Mo Qiu and sped up with all of his spiritual power.

The Fiend Cultivator in Luo Jianqing’s arms kept coughing blood, and his face had turned pale.

The major premise of Luo Jianqing’s plan was to create an expansive pure darkness, which could remind Jin Li of his greatest fear. Mo Qiu could do it. His cultivation contained a skill called “Spam Sun Blocks the Sky” in Tribulation Passage. A thousand years ago, the Fiend Exalt used this skill to strip light from Jin Li, and now, Mo Qiu used it again.

However, it was after all a Tribulation Passage skill. Even if Mo Qiu was a brilliant talent, he was just half way to Body Fusion. In order to use this skill, Mo Qiu ran out of all the power of his primordial life, and he made it with great difficulties.

After the darkness, Luo Jianqing needed to come to the play. He had to ensure that they could escape from this place, from the control of Jin Li.

Mo Qiu wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, yet more blood gushed out continuously, soaking his red clothes. Mo Qiu raised his eyes and looked at the handsome cultivator, giving out a light smile, “Luo Jianqing, I suddenly recall that you invited me to sleep in your room when we first met. That night, you slept on the floor, while I slept on the bed.”

Luo Jianqing had no mood to respond to him.

However, Mo Qiu continued, “I thought you were so interesting, so I deliberately teased you. But Luo Jianqing, you ignored me. I was so annoyed…Cough…” He broke into a paroxysm of coughing.

“Shut up! You can tell me whatever you want when we are safe. Now just focus on escaping!”

Mo Qiu covered his mouth with hands, yet blood never stopped spurting out, oozing from between his fingers. Luo Jianqing clearly felt that Mo Qiu’s breath was weakening. He would not die, just became insanely weak.

Luo Jianqing said hurriedly, “Stop talking nonsense. Just use this time to heal your wound!”

Mo Qiu asked, “Where is your sword?”

Luo Jianqing said, “No time to worry about it.”

Obviously, Luo Jianqing was even strenuous enough to escape, not mentioning taking back the sword.

However, Mo Qiu frowned, “As a cultivator, you sword is your life. I remember that you have been using that sword since I first met you. It has been integrated with you. Luo Jianqing, you shouldn’t…” Another paroxysm of coughing.

Another gulp of blood was about to gush out, yet Mo Qiu frowned again and swallowed it suddenly.

Luo Jianqing just focused on escaping, not noticing the details on the face of Mo Qiu. Some blood still trickled down from the corner of Mo Qiu’s lips. The blood was pitch-dark tinted with dark green. The gloomy coldness made Mo Qiu more pallid in the face.

At this moment, Luo Jianqing heard the footstep from behind.