Fate-Defying Demon Emperor-Chapter 101: I Didn’t Want to Kill, But You’re Asking for It

This was madness—utterly insane. With his strength alone, Su Han had suppressed all of Tianxuan Peak’s disciples below the Phenomenon Realm. It was simply unbelievable. If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it. After all, there were more than six hundred disciples below the Phenomenon Realm on Tianxuan Peak. Even catching that many pigs would take a full day and night!

"Boss!"

Ning Feifan’s face was flushed red, his eyes sparkling with excitement and admiration. At this moment, words failed to express his feelings. Following such a leader is just too exhilarating!

Meanwhile, Su Han stood like a Demon God, his clothes stained with blood and his black hair cascading like a waterfall. His appearance made many female disciples’ eyes shine with admiration and infatuation.

Su Han paid no heed to the crowd’s gazes. He began his great enterprise of looting, seizing the Storage Rings from the Tianxuan Peak disciples one by one until he held a large pile in his hands.

Gazing at the small mountain of Storage Rings, the onlookers’ eyes burned with intense envy. Such a large number of Storage Rings was surely worth a fortune. Su Han had made a killing in this battle. He now had enough resources to cultivate for ten years without running short.

"Let’s go. It’s time to head back."

Carrying the pile of Storage Rings, Su Han called out to Ning Feifan, preparing to leave. All the disciples of Tianxuan Peak below the Phenomenon Realm had been defeated, and his looting plan was a perfect success. There was no reason to stay any longer. Su Han’s goal for this trip was accomplished, so naturally, he would return to Yaoguang Peak to take stock of his gains and continue his cultivation.

Although the crowd coveted Su Han’s haul, no one dared to step forward and try to rob him. Not only was Su Han formidably strong himself, but he also had the backing of Elder Leiming, one of the ten Great Elders. None of them wanted to provoke Elder Leiming over this.

Just as the crowd began to part to see Su Han off, the unexpected happened. An arrow, cold and silent as a viper striking from the shadows, suddenly shot out. It flew straight for Su Han’s throat, swift and vicious.

This sudden attack caught everyone by surprise, leaving them dumbfounded and aghast.

At the critical moment, Su Han executed the Character Technique of Motion, twisting his body with great difficulty to avoid the fatal blow. But the arrow was too fast and its power too great for him to dodge completely. Though he had avoided a fatal wound, it still pierced his shoulder, sending a spray of blood into the air. The potent force of the arrow sent Su Han flying. His feet scraped against the ground, carving a scar more than ten meters long before he finally crashed into a boulder and came to a stop.

Amid the rubble, Su Han’s disheveled figure emerged. His face was pale, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and an arrow was lodged in his shoulder. The arrow was pitch-black, forged from a special Dark Gold—it was a Supreme-grade Magic Artifact!

Su Han grabbed the arrow and yanked it hard. He pulled the barbed shaft from his flesh, tearing the wound wider. Blood gushed out like a fountain; the injury was severe.

However, Su Han paid no mind to his wound. He turned his head toward Tianxuan Peak, his clear black-and-white eyes filled with a frigid killing intent.

"You despicable cowards! When you can’t win, you resort to firing arrows from the shadows! Are all disciples of Tianxuan Peak so vile?" Ning Feifan roared, finally snapping out of his shock and pointing furiously at Tianxuan Peak.

The other onlookers also recovered, their gazes turning toward Tianxuan Peak with displeasure.

"The Tianxuan Peak disciples were no match for him. Losing is one thing, but sneak attacks? What a disgrace to Elder Qin."

"I can’t believe Tianxuan Peak are such sore losers. It’s despicable!"

"All their disciples below the Phenomenon Realm were defeated. Did a disciple *from* the Phenomenon Realm just attack? How shameless! Not only did they try to win with numbers, but now they’re having the strong bully the weak!"

The sneak attack from Tianxuan Peak had instantly provoked public outrage. The crowd buzzed, condemning the peak’s despicable actions.

Just then, a figure flew out from the direction of Tianxuan Peak. He wore dark leather armor, holding a greatbow with a quiver on his back. He radiated the aura of the First Layer of the Phenomenon Realm, his indifferent gaze like that of the Grim Reaper.

"Xu Tianlin!"

Many people recognized him.

Xu Tianlin was a powerhouse at the First Layer of the Phenomenon Realm and a master of archery. He was once a prodigy on the Azure Cloud Rankings, but since he was now over thirty, he was no longer listed. His formidable strength, however, was beyond question. Archers were rare on Tianxuan Peak. Among them, only Xu Tianlin had the strength to injure Su Han. It was obvious the sneak attack had been his doing.

Xu Tianlin heard the crowd’s condemnation and discussion, but he remained unmoved, utterly indifferent. He now trod upon the air, looking down on Su Han with an eagle’s intensity, as if staring at his prey.

"Boy, you defeated countless disciples of my Tianxuan Peak, stole so many Storage Rings, and trampled our reputation into the dirt. Did you think you could just walk away?"

Xu Tianlin was arrogant and looked down on everyone but a chosen few; he had no regard for mediocrities. Su Han’s unbridled actions had displeased him. He had initially intended to let the disciples below the Phenomenon Realm handle it, but he never expected Su Han to be so strong as to defeat them all by himself. If he allowed Su Han to just leave, Tianxuan Peak would lose all face. As one of its disciples, Xu Tianlin would be branded with shame—a prospect his pride could not accept.

So he had attacked, striking Su Han with his arrow. Now, he intended to use his superior strength to defeat Su Han and reclaim everything that was lost. As for being dishonorable or facing condemnation, such things were insignificant to him. To the victor go the spoils. If I win, I’ll be a hero to Tianxuan Peak, and even Elder Qin will have to reward me.

Xu Tianlin was no fool, nor was he a mindless brute. He had carefully weighed the pros and cons before making his decision.

"Boy, I will give you one chance. Obediently return the Storage Rings and kneel at the foot of Tianxuan Peak for three days and three nights. If you do, I will let you off this once. Otherwise, don’t blame me for leaving you gravely injured. You’ll have no chance of survival in your upcoming life-and-death duel with Qian Yuan."

Xu Tianlin spoke coldly, his gaze fixed on Su Han. He was constrained by sect rules and dared not kill, but inflicting a severe injury was permissible. With little more than half a month left until Su Han’s life-and-death duel with Qian Yuan, a severe injury would be a death sentence.

Holding his greatbow, he looked down on Su Han with a smirk of confidence. He was certain Su Han was a smart man and would know how to choose. After all, a moment of patience could prevent a storm, while a moment of recklessness would lead to a plunge into the abyss.

The onlookers also watched Su Han, knowing that Xu Tianlin’s threat was no bluff. If Su Han refused, he might truly be in mortal danger.

But Xu Tianlin was destined for disappointment.

To view life and death with indifference and fight anyone who challenged him—that was Su Han’s nature.

At that moment, he reached into his Bronze Ring and produced the Ghostly Face Mask. His voice, as chilling as the winds from the Nine Serenities, sent a shiver down the spine of all who heard it:

"I had no wish to kill, but you seem intent on seeking your own death!"