C9

Qin Wu was ranked second on the Ling Xiao Heaven's Pride Board, only second to Ling Tian, who was ranked first. At the beginning, many youths wanted to challenge him, and from that fight, they became famous. However, without exception, all of them ended up in failure, and only Ling Tian, who was ranked first, and Mo Xiao, who was ranked third, could battle with him.

Qin Wu loved to fight, and would often go challenge Ling Tian and Mo Xiao. The moment the two saw him, they would run away, because once Qin Wu started fighting, he would become more and more fierce, as if he was on stimulants.

Qin Wu grabbed the black mask off his face, revealing his delicate and skinny face. The first impression he gave was that of an elegant young master, not very close to a battle maniac. If it wasn't for the fact that Lingyun was very familiar with him, he would have thought so.

"Speak," Qin Wu grabbed Ling Yun's collar, and viciously glared at him. "Did you bully Yue'er?"

Ling Yun helplessly looked at the pretty face that was not even a centimeter away from him, and thought to himself, So it's like that.

After knocking Qin Wu's hand away, Lingyun shook his head and sighed. "This matter is very complicated. I've already said that with your brain …"

Looking at Qin Wu with disdain, Ling Yun shook his head and did not continue speaking. He turned around and walked straight to the Battle King Manor, ignoring the confused Qin Wu behind him.

He thought back to what Lingyun said when he left and his expression. It was a long time before he realized that Lingyun was scolding him for being stupid, and when he looked around, Lingyun was nowhere to be seen.

"Ling Yun, you bastard, get the hell back here, you actually dare to scold me!" Qin Wu shouted in exasperation.

The sound came from far away and it caused the dark room to light up. Then, he opened the window and one by one, heads peeked out as he cursed, "It's the middle of the night, what are you howling for? Is that how your mother taught you? "

Qin Wu felt a little awkward, but he didn't bother to explain himself. With a swoosh, he disappeared from where he stood, and all he saw was a white figure shuttling through the night towards the Duke of Qin's residence.

However, after this incident, his mood had improved by quite a bit. He hummed a small tune as he slowly walked towards the War King's Manor.

Under the respectful gazes of the two guards, they entered the Battle King Manor. Cai'Er walked towards them, and upon seeing her expression, it was obvious that she was extremely anxious. Her small face was covered in beads of sweat.

Cai'Er looked at Ling Yun as he hummed to himself. At first, he felt relieved, but then he felt angry. Did he not know that it was not safe to come back tonight? He worried himself so much that he asked the prince's permission to go out to find him.

"Eh? Cai'Er? " Seeing Cai'Er, Ling Yun let out a surprised sound as a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes. This girl, he had been sleeping all night, why didn't he go to rest?

He walked up and frowned as he asked, "Cai'Er, what's wrong? Are you in a hurry? If you have nothing to do, go back and rest?" Girl, don't run around. "

Cai'Er's little face stiffened, and revealed an unnatural expression. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. 'The one running around at night is you, right?'

"Alright, hurry up and rest!" Ling Yun rubbed Cai'Er's head, and asked with concern.

He had a special feeling for Cai'Er, just like how his brother felt about his little sister. It was also a bit like …

Lingyun quickly shook his head and pushed the thought out of his mind. He already owed two girls, so he couldn't get involved with other girls anymore.

After saying that, without waiting for Cai'Er to react, he walked towards his courtyard.

Behind him, Cai'Er was stunned. When she reacted, Lingyun was already ten meters away. She quickly called out, "Crown Prince, after Prince has called you back, go to the study and find him!"

"Oh!" Ling Yun replied without even turning his head, "I'll go right now."

Lingyun did not need to guess to know that Ling Zhan had come to find him because of his duel with Ling Ye. In half a day's time, this matter had already spread throughout Ling Xiao City, so Ling Zhan definitely knew about it.

He couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly. Why was it that no one believed in him and had even the slightest bit of confidence in him?!

However, since his father was looking for him, he didn't dare delay and immediately walked towards Ling Zhan's study.

Ling Zhan's study was located to the southeast of the War King's Mansion. It was an unremarkable and quaint courtyard. It wasn't even painted, making it seem somewhat out of place with the luxurious War King's Mansion.

It was not that he did not want to come, but Ling Zhan had not allowed him to come here. He had come here once before and was caught by the guards who were keeping watch in the dark. After Ling Zhan returned, he beat him up.

Ling Yun quickly came to the front of the small courtyard, and just as he walked to the outer area, he felt a few people looking at him. He knew that they were the experts that were protecting this place from the shadows, and with his current strength, he was unable to detect their exact location.

Pushing open the courtyard's bamboo door, Lingyun walked in, and a faint fragrance entered his nostrils.

"Such a beautiful place, almost comparable to my Violet Bamboo Manor." At the very least, in his eyes, the area of ten meters around him was no different from daytime. Looking at the orchids in the courtyard and the huge parasol tree in the middle of the courtyard, Lingyun said softly.

"Yun'er, come on in!" Ling Zhan's deep voice came out from the bamboo house.

Lingyun nodded his head and walked to the door. The door automatically opened and the interior of the room was very simple and unadorned. There was only a desk and a few bookshelves lined with bamboo slips.

Ling Zhan sat behind his desk, on top of which were a bunch of bamboo slips. Behind him was a tightly closed bamboo door, which appeared extremely mysterious. Lingyun had never entered this room before.

Ling Zhan was currently reading a scroll, and upon hearing Ling Yun's footsteps, he raised his head and looked at Ling Yun, indicating for him to sit, then lowered his head to look at the bamboo scroll.

Ling Yun stared speechlessly at the seemingly empty room. There was only one chair, and that chair was still being held by Ling Zhan.

Shaking his head, Lingyun took out a bamboo scroll from the bookshelf and sat next to Ling Zhan.

In his previous life, when he had nothing to do, he would often find a quiet place to read. That was the part of his life that he yearned for the most.

He also had a place similar to Ling Zhan's study, which he named the Wind and Rain Pavilion.

Wind and Rain Pavilion. The rain and wind had stopped! When was the fight? When did the storm stop?!

Sighing lightly, he shook himself free from the memories of the past. The past was like smoke. Let the past pass! If the old don't go, the new won't come.

He was acutely aware that after Ling Yun woke up from his injuries, he had changed a lot. It was as if he was a person that had experienced many vicissitudes of life, and would often look into the distance, especially at night, and often raise his head to look at the moon in the sky. His back looked lonely and desolate, not something that a youth should have.

He had even suspected that Lingyun had been possessed by some old monster, but he specially invited the Old Ancestor for this matter a few days ago and did not find anything amiss.

The first thing that came into his line of sight was the words "Wind and Cloud on the Continent". From the meaning of these words, he could guess that these were books specifically recording major events that occurred on the continent. Lingyun could not help but be curious as he read through them.

Flipping the bamboo block open, he saw that it was about a hundred years ago. Lingyun took a look and quickly came to the next page. On it, he either saw it before or experienced it for himself.

Very quickly, Ling Yun saw a major event that happened a hundred years ago, and among them was the matter of his death. This was not strange. Martial Saints could be considered top experts in the continent. Most of them had recorded this in their lives, not to mention the fact that he, the number one ranked Saint Light Martial Saint on the continent's Saint Rankings, had killed Martial Emperors in reverse.

Every Martial Saint on the Saint Rankings was an outstanding Martial Saint and was invincible within the same realm. The nine of them had all reached the Perfection Stage of the Martial Saint Realm.

A hundred years ago, the person ranked first on the Saint Rankings was Ling Yun. The next most powerful person was the young master of the Blood Demon Clan, Xue Li. He was the son of the Blood Fiend Demon Emperor.

However, although the two of them were only separated by one person, placed in the top three, and similarly at the peak of the Martial Saint realm, their battle prowess was incomparable. Xue Li could only withstand Ling Yun's attacks for less than a hundred moves.

His lover Chi Yue was ranked fifth, and she was ranked seventh as the son of the Divine Arrow Martial Emperor, Bu Yunyun. Of course, there were also those who were powerful but were low key and hadn't entered the rankings.

Ling Yun shook his head and continued to read. When he saw that he had fallen, he couldn't help but feel warmth in his heart when he saw how Emperor Mingyue had fought against the Martial Emperor for his revenge. Although Wang Xu had betrayed him, he still had his beauties and friends.

He saw how, seventy years ago, his death had been known to the world. Wang Xu desperately wanted to unite the Holy Spirit Sect and eliminate the resistance. When he saw the Holy Spirit Sect splitting up, he couldn't help but clench his fists, and his eyes turned a little red.

In the end, he saw the battle between Chi Yue and Wang Xu. When he was seriously injured, he saw Chi Yue's frail body, and the blood on her white skirt. A strong killing intent burst out from his body like a flash flood. It was uncontrollable, as if the killing intent had solidified, and her surroundings were dyed blood-red. The purplish-gold crown on her head suddenly shattered, and her hair stood on end.

Ling Zhan, who was currently reading, suddenly felt a strong killing intent beside him and couldn't help but be alarmed. He thought someone was here to assassinate him, but his first reaction wasn't his safety, but Ling Yun who was by his side. He could not let his son be harmed.

When he looked at Ling Yun, all he saw was Ling Yun's sinister face, with his eyes filled with killing intent. He could not help but be shocked, what kind of killing intent was that?

His soul couldn't help but tremble from the killing intent. This was fear, terror. Just what had his Yun'er experienced? How could there be such an intense killing intent?