A Demon's Path Chapter 48

Ever since Ling Xiao figured out Shen Mingfang rigged the ballots, he wondered who she'd match him up with in the next round. Whoever it was, he made a few plans. He was even prepared for the off-chance that his opponent was Li Yuanchong; Ling Xiao had a few ways to counters his attacks.

Ling Xiao didn't mind how the following round of the solo eliminations were arranged. He only hoped he could meet Wang Daotian and the girl who injured Cheng Yu. His desire to fight and kill Wang Daotian didn't stem from the murder of Qian Hai, but rather because he wanted to bring the Sunny Spring Sect down a peck. As for the girl, Ling Xiao was true to his word. Since she dared call him a pervert and lecher, he would show her just how lewd he could be.

Soon after, the second round of the solo eliminations came to a conclusion as the final 30 contestants were determined. They would fight in the next round for a place in the last 15.

It seemed strange that not a single person raised any objections about the Sunny Spring Sect and the Everlasting Pool Sect using Demonic Soul Master tactics in the newcomers tournament. But if one thought it through, the reasoning was simple. Since Shen Nanfeng didn't voice up about it, who would dare to do something so idiotic as to question the Valley Master's judgement?

Ling Xiao camly stood before Shen Mingfang again as he efficiently drew his lot. His prayers had been heard. Ling Xiao's next opponent was Wang Daotian from the Sunny Spring Sect. He glanced at where the Sunny Spring Sect was seated with disdain and despise before he stepped into the arena with Wang Daotian.

Wang Batian's heart sank with a thunk. Feeling a little disturbed, he asked, "Master, my younger brother just fought a fierce battle and now he has to fight Ling Xiao…"

Luo Shang was expressionless. He didn't spare Wang Batian a glance as he said, "What are you afraid of? Didn't you see how powerful your younger brother was when he unleashed his full strength just now? If he didn't have to fight Qian Hai, Daotian wouldn't have gotten injured. Ling Xiao? Humph, it's best if he has to fight him. I want Daotian to thoroughly dismember him!"

Sect Master Chen Tao of the Sand Mound Sect was watching from the side. Hearing Wang Batian share his worry, he quickly comforted him, "Respectable Nephew Batian, don't fret. Daotian will definitely win."

Wang Batian was still on tenterhooks even with two elders vouching for his younger brother's safety. He felt fear and trepidation toward Ling Xiao.

The third round of the solo eliminations began. Ling Xiao and Wang Daotian stood facing each other, exchanging glances amongst themselves.

Wang Daotian bore a significant resemblance to his older brother. Their physiques in particular were definitely cut from the same cloth. The only real difference was in their faces. Wang Daotian still looked slightly immature, yet wore a pair of incomparably ruthless eyes. That was the look of a person who desired to rip someone to shreds.

Yet when Wang Daotian looked at Ling Xiao, he felt a sense of absurdity. He doesn't seem like some kind of expert, so why do Master and the others hold him in such high regard?

Since the match had begun, Wang Daotian couldn't be bothered to ponder on such trivialities. He'd really been forced to dig deep in his previous battle with Qian Hai, and he only had had the time to stop the bleeding. If he exerted too much strength, his wounds would definitely reopen. So, he acted with care. Instead of going all out, he took it slow by relying on his boxing techniques and physique to fight Ling Xiao.

However, he soon understood why his Master placed such importance on this brat. They'd only just crossed hands, but Wang Daotian realised Ling Xiao's strength wasn't beneath his. After a single exchange, an inconspicuous wound on his arm tore open with a plop. A meter of blood sprouted out on the spot.

"You bitch. You actually dare to look down on me. Since you're not going all out, I'll beat you cherry red!" Ling Xiao was ruthless as he attacked Wang Daotian with a torrent of fist strikes.

Ling Xiao was using the Mad Demonic Fist from his Demonic Seven Souls Chain. However, he powered it with the soulforce from his celestial Strength Soul, and he had even slightly altered the series of boxing techniques. No one could tell this was a set of boxing techniques from the demonic sect.

Even though the Mad Demonic Fist couldn't enter a selfless realm of madness through the use of celestial soulforce, it was more than enough against the current Wang Daotian.

Wang Daotian lost a decisive opportunity in a moment of carelessness and Ling Xiao managed to strike him with his Mad Demonic Fist.

After countless attacks, Wang Daotian finally couldn't hold on any longer. In just a single breath, Ling Xiao's maniacal punches pounded him countless times.

Bang, bang, bang, bang! Wang Daotian's body resembled a flower blossoming as blood sprayed everywhere. Wherever Ling Xiao sent his body flying, blood would dye the ground red.

"Brother!" Wang Batian's heart tightened and his eyes turned red. Alas, all he could do was worry for his younger brother's health from the confines of the grandstand.

Ling Xiao didn't plan on giving Wang Daotian a breather. As he sent Wang Daotian flying again, he rapidly followed after. He raised his leg and violently stomped downwards when he saw Wang Daotian fall on the ground.

Boom! A flurry of dust exploded from the ground. Wang Daotian had caught the bottom of Ling Xiao's feet with his palms!

Are you finally going to take me seriously? Then let me force you to your limit! Ling Xiao thought to himself. The wheels in his head spun. Ling Xiao abruptly withdrew his leg and exchanged them for a pair of fists as he violently attacked Wang Daotian. His fists were much faster than his feet. In just a few seconds, Ling Xiao managed to unleash numerous punches at Wang Daotian.

Wang Daotian didn't have time to dodge as he lay flat on the ground. He could only wave his fists in an upward motion to recklessly counter Ling Xiao's attacks. The shadowy traces of their fists innumerably intertwined with one another as one attacked from above and the other from below.

Bang! Pow! Boof! Biff! The exchange between their fists rang out so loudly that even those on the far end of the grandstand could hear them. Shock plastered the faces of these spectators, these sounds were far too pleasing to their ears!

Weren't they moving a little too fast? Their fight looked nothing like an exchange between an orange and red ranked Celestial Soul Master!

Wang Daotian finally couldn't hold on any longer as he let out a loud roar. He unleashed the full extent of his orange soulforce and sent Ling Xiao flying. The power of that orange soulforce was actually of a darker shade!

"A Demonic Soul Master's demonic soulforce!" Everyone was stupefied.

"How can this be?" Luo Shang leaped up from his seat. The veins on his forehead protruded out and his eyes were popped wide open.

Even though Luo Shang and the rest used the methods of the demonic sect to refine the materials needed to craft the Soul Stone Plate, Wang Daotian was still using the power of his celestial soulforce after they'd processed it. So, why would his soulforce turn dark orange after crossing blows with Ling Xiao? Luo Shang was at a loss.

Ling Xiao sneered. How can you guys see through the tricks your Grandfather Ling used with his Demonic Seven Souls Chain? With the Demonic Seven Souls Chain guiding him, the demonic soulforce suppressed within the Soul Stone Plate in Wang Daotian's body surged out as he used the Mad Demonic Fist. You can conceal it however you wish, Luo Shang, but the power of the Soul Stone Plate is that of demons!

Ling Xiao didn't only intent to reveal their dirty tricks, he also wanted for Wang Daotian to lose complete control of his power.

Sure enough, Wang Daotian fully sank into the demonic path through the guidance of Ling Xiao's Demonic Seven Souls Chain. He became a maniac who only knew how to use the Mad Demonic Fist. "I'll k-kill all of you!"

Whoosh! Countless dark orange reflective shadows flew out from Wang Daotian's fists. The whole arena was filled with his demonic soulforce.

In response, Ling Xiao took his metal broom out and let it dance in the wind. As long as the the demonic soulforce came close to him, he would rapidly sweep it away.

Wang Daotian stopped after half a minute. He tightly gripped his head and painfully shrieked. "Aaahhhhhh!"

"That's a clash between celestial and demonic soulforces!" The knowledgeable ones watching from the grandstand immediately discerned the situation and shot strange looks in Luo Shang's direction.

Shen Nanfeng still wore an expressionless face as he looked at the flickering orange Strength Soul Stone on Wang Daotian's soul chain.

"Brother!" Wang Batian rushed up, disregarding everything around him. But he didn't get far. Krrk! Luo Shang flicked a small rock at his tibia bone from the back and broke it. Wang Batian's eyes widened as he watched his younger brother explode into brilliant rays of dark orange light interwoven with blood. Following which, he disappeared from this world.

"Aaahhhhhh!" Grief overtook Wang Batian. "Brother!"

Ling Xiao cleverly jumped out of the protective array surrounding the arena before Wang Daotian's soul chain exploded. Even if the soul stone self-destructed and caused an earthquake on the field, it was only a gentle tremble outside the arena.

Ling Xiao looked at the orange ray of light rushing up to the sky and thought to himself, If I wasn't a twin soul entity and didn't have that magical token, Wang Daotian's end is the best example of how I'd end up if I tried cultivating both souls.

Shen Mingfang sighed. "You brought this upon yourself."

"H-how can this be?" Wang Batian didn't think the fight would escalate in this direction. His Master repeatedly promised no harm would befall his younger brother. Yet in the end, his brother met with a mishap and had even become a Celestial Soul Master who cultivated demonic arts. Not only did his soul fly away and scatter about, he too had to bear an evil reputation.

Luo Shang snorted and said, "Batian, Master already said so many times there must be sacrifices made to achieve greatness. Your younger brother died for the sect. Master will not let his death be for naught. If you want to hate someone, direct your hatred toward Ling Xiao!"

"Ling Xiao… Ling Xiao!" Wang Batian repeatedly murmured this name as his sight became a total blur. The image of that mosquito with his playful smile plastered across his face was turning ever clearer in his mind.

Ling Xiao turned his gaze to Luo Shang again. But this time around, it was a provocative stare. He was rejoicing in that fellow's misfortune.

Luo Shang gritted his teeth and let out a heavy snort. "Brat, I'll let you be complacent for a while longer. But rest assured, you won't live past today!"

Ling Xiao could just about guess the thoughts filling Luo Shang's mind. Chains of cold laughter rang out in his heart. So be it. I'll let your arrogance continue a while longer. But rest assured, you won't live past today!

Chapter end