Berserk God of War

Right now, Sikong Jing was still as cold and indifferent as ever...

But Qian Ta curled his lips and said, "Stop fucking pretending already. You think I don’t know what kind of person you are? I’ve known all about how you behaved at Ba Lie Mansion for a long time."

Qian Ta sneered again and again, convinced Sikong Jing was just putting on an act.

"Yao Yulou was willing to die for you, he even abandoned his parents and his little sister."

"Jiang Wanyou is the daughter of Su Old Demon’s most important subordinate. You think you can just watch her die?"

"You can’t do it!"

Qian Ta’s aura was starting to surge upward, no longer what it had been just now, as if he’d completely locked down Sikong Jing.

Yet Sikong Jing still wore that cold and heartless look. He laughed loudly and replied, "Hahaha, you don’t really think I was taking any big risk back at Ba Lie Mansion, do you? I only went to save people because I was absolutely sure I could pull it off..."

"If I can save them, of course I’ll save them. But if I really can’t, then that’s that."

As Sikong Jing spoke, he shrugged, his face showing no emotion at all...

He had already figured out that Qian Ta had investigated what happened at Ba Lie Mansion and learned that he was willing to risk himself for his family and friends.

But now Sikong Jing had to deny that, had to deny it brutally.

With Sikong Jing’s words, Hua Meixi, hidden in the dark, felt her pupils contract wildly. If Sikong Jing couldn’t save Mother, would he really just give up?

Across from Sikong Jing, Qian Ta of course didn’t believe a word of it.

Suddenly, he grabbed Yao Yulou’s hand hard, then... pfft!

With a heavy sound, a blood-drenched arm was brutally torn straight off Yao Yulou’s body by Qian Ta. The stench of blood and cruelty instantly spread across the ruins of Ba You Restaurant...

At the same time, a look of extreme pain appeared on Yao Yulou’s face, but he quickly forced his expression back to cold.

Even with his arm torn off, he was still incomparably steadfast.

At this moment Yao Yulou’s voice was still sealed, but his bloodshot eyes locked deeply with Sikong Jing’s.

The two of them seemed to see something in each other’s eyes...

In that instant, Yao Yulou seemed to see "fulfillment" in Sikong Jing’s gaze, and he secretly let out a breath.

And of course, there was a flicker of emotion in Sikong Jing’s cold eyes as well, but he still couldn’t show it. He had to be cold and heartless; he absolutely couldn’t expose this greatest weakness of his.

In other words, he couldn’t let Qianwang Holy Tower see that he valued affection too much.

Otherwise, in the future even more people would end up dead, and there was no way he could protect everyone by their side every waking moment.

Therefore, he couldn’t afford the slightest flaw.

He stared at this bloody scene with utter indifference and then, suddenly... clang!

He drew his sword into his hand, then said, "For you to deal with a kid like me this way, aren’t you being a little too shameless?"

As his words fell, Qian Ta burst out laughing and said, "Acting, you’re still acting?"

He laughed like a madman. The "acting" referred to the coldness on Sikong Jing’s face, and the laugh was because Sikong Jing had already lost control enough to draw his sword. If that wasn’t his weakness being firmly in Qian Ta’s grip, what was?

A sentimental sucker who values affection—way too easy to handle.

Thinking of this, Qian Ta suddenly grabbed one of Jiang Wanyou’s arms again, chuckling wickedly as he said, "Now, kneel!"

"I don’t have much time to waste. If you don’t kneel, I’ll kill them right now..."

Qian Ta’s eyes were just as crazed. He suddenly thought of a very exciting possibility—exactly what he’d considered before. Maybe he could use this chance to turn Sikong Jing into a chess piece for Thousand Prison Tower.

For now, he’d test it: just how much did Sikong Jing value affection and loyalty...?

With that thought, Qian Ta had already begun slowly tearing at Jiang Wanyou’s arm.

Such a horrific scene had Hua Meixi, hidden in the dark, struggling like crazy. Yao Yulou had unknowingly started crying as well, and everyone around them held their breath, staring at Sikong Jing.

Would this Little Demon take the bait?

In the very next instant, Sikong Jing moved as if he really had taken the bait. He shouted toward the underground, "Work with me—make a move!"

As the words left his mouth, Qian Ta’s entire body bristled as Spiritual Shadow Power swept toward his feet. He hadn’t forgotten that terrifying expert beside Sikong Jing who had rescued Xiong Tingting, so he was on full, frantic guard.

The "work with me" from Sikong Jing’s mouth was clearly directed at that expert hidden beneath the ground.

At the same time, Qian Ta was guarding against Sikong Jing himself, afraid he would use this chance to snatch Jiang Wanyou and Yao Yulou... Especially if the hidden expert was truly terrifying, then Sikong Jing saving them would be a real concern.

But then the situation shifted abruptly!

When Sikong Jing’s sword thrust toward Qian Ta, the tip suddenly moved just a fraction with no warning, and with a "pfft," the tip drove fiercely into Jiang Wanyou’s heart...

That’s right—Sikong Jing’s sword stabbed deep into Jiang Wanyou’s heart, sending a spray of blood gushing out.

The sight froze everyone’s expressions in an instant.

Yao Yulou was stunned, Qian Ta was stunned, and Hua Meixi, struggling in the dark, went completely blank.

Everyone stared at Sikong Jing in disbelief. What the hell was he doing, why was he suddenly killing Jiang Wanyou?

Could it be... a mistake?

That was impossible. With Sikong Jing’s current realm, how could he make such a low-level mistake?

And the reason Qian Ta hadn’t managed to stop it in time was naturally because he hadn’t seen it coming, and because he was fully focused on guarding against that supposed hidden expert.

Jiang Wanyou was also staring blankly at Sikong Jing in front of her, her face utterly bewildered.

Young Master, trying to kill her?

Blood was pouring from her mouth as well. Then she felt that ice-cold sword in her chest carrying a trace of foreign essence blood flowing into her—a blood that resonated with her Evil Charm Bloodline...

At the same time, something else surged from that ice-cold sword into her mind.

In an instant, an image appeared in her head.

A complex meridian map—the complete Top-level Emperor Blood Charm Demon Cat meridian map. In that moment Jiang Wanyou finally came to her senses. She fully understood why her Young Master Sikong had stabbed this sword.

Obviously, the Young Master had heard what she’d said to Qian Ta earlier about her value, so he was using this moment to pass everything about the Blood Charm Demon Cat to her, helping her better conceal the power of the Evil Charm Holy Body.

Because with Young Master Sikong, there was no way he would truly kill her...

And this sword had another layer of meaning: it was Sikong Jing’s way of telling her that he’d agreed.

He agreed to let her and Yao Yulou take the risk of going to Qianwang Holy Tower; he agreed not to ruin the bigger picture for the sake of her and Yao Yulou.

At the same time, Sikong Jing stared deeply at Jiang Wanyou before him.

"Aunt Jiang, I can’t let you hinder my steps forward, so you have to die. And I can’t let you tell Pei Kuang where the Evil Charm Holy Body is, so you have to keep your mouth shut forever."

"I’m sorry, Aunt Jiang. For my future and the future of the whole world, I can only sacrifice you."

"I’m sorry, Uncle Yao. Since you’ve already prepared yourself to die, I can only fulfill that for you."

With that... pfft!

Sikong Jing pulled out his blood-soaked sword, then backed up two steps, looking at the utterly shocked Qian Ta. He tilted his head slightly and sneered, "Qian Ta, are you satisfied now? Do you still think you can manipulate me with my sentimentality and sense of loyalty?"

His voice was cold, but Sikong Jing’s heart was trembling madly...

Same as before—even if he really managed to rescue Yao Yulou right now, he wouldn’t be happy.

Even if he really saved Jiang Wanyou, she wouldn’t be happy either. So the only thing Sikong Jing could do now was fulfill their resolve to go to Thousand Prison Tower, and even more, fulfill Jiang Wanyou.

She wanted to use the Evil Charm Holy Body as an excuse to hold on to Yao Yulou’s life—then he could only help her hold on tight.