Chapter 101
Chapter 101: Subjugation
Li Mu Sheng shook his head lightly. He cared little that Floating Boat City stood behind the Fourth Prince. Instead, what truly caught his interest was the Qilin blood. Yet, to say he yearned deeply for it would not be accurate.
After all, the current Qilin blood circulating within the Martial World was sparse, providing minimal enhancement. Relying on such a meager thing to attain transcendence in martial dao was nothing but wishful thinking—it wouldn’t help at all.
Thus, at this moment, Li Mu Sheng’s thoughts took a simpler yet grander turn. Rather than chasing after Qilin blood, he preferred to directly find the legendary divine beast, the Fire Qilin itself. Now, that was something genuinely useful.
At this time, Han Mei Yan carefully observed Li Mu Sheng. Seeing he seemed indifferent about the Fourth Prince, she felt a gentle nudge within her heart and softly said, “Young Master, if you’re interested in Qilin blood, this humble girl is willing to search the Martial World for it.”
Hearing this, Li Mu Sheng glanced at her and nodded slightly, “Indeed, there is something Han Young Lady could help with. But forget about the Qilin blood—I have little interest in it now.” He rubbed his chin thoughtfully and continued, “You mentioned encountering disciples of the Qilin Sacred Sect before. Go and investigate that sect for me. While you’re at it, find me the divine beast Fire Qilin.”
When those words fell, Han Mei Yan froze in shock. [He wants me to find the Fire Qilin? Something that no one has found for thousands of years? How could I possibly succeed?]
Of course, she dared not voice these thoughts aloud. Quickly composing herself, she bowed and replied obediently, “Though this humble girl’s strength and influence are limited, since Young Master commands it, I will surely do everything in my power.”
Li Mu Sheng smiled approvingly. Whether or not she could truly locate the Fire Qilin was another matter, but her attitude alone was commendable.
Thinking thus, Li Mu Sheng flicked his finger. A streak of Talisman Light instantly shot into Han Mei Yan’s body.
Her expression changed drastically. She immediately circulated her martial Qi, carefully sensing herself. To her horror, she found a powerful Qi current quietly lying dormant within her meridians. Han Mei Yan abruptly raised her head in panic, staring at Li Mu Sheng, “Young Master, you…?”
Li Mu Sheng calmly waved his hand, unconcerned, “Han Young Lady, after all, you belong to the Demonic Path. It’s only natural for me to place some restrictions upon you. If you decided to flee, I simply wouldn’t want to waste time chasing after you.” After a pause, he continued with an explanation, “Han Young Lady should know that what I’ve given you is the Life Death Talisman. Every three months, it will flare up, inflicting pain that makes living unbearable and death impossible. However, if you come to me within these three months, I will resolve it promptly.”
Han Mei Yan’s face flickered with complicated emotions. Li Mu Sheng calmly added, “Of course, Han Young Lady can attempt to remove it herself. Whether you succeed depends entirely upon your abilities.”
Gently biting her lip, Han Mei Yan took a deep breath and nodded softly, “Young Master can rest assured. This humble girl will definitely find the divine beast Fire Qilin for you.”
Hearing this, Li Mu Sheng’s face revealed an approving smile. “Han Young Lady, you have my appreciation.”
Han Mei Yan: …
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Noticing Li Mu Sheng seemed ready to leave, Han Mei Yan hesitated briefly, then finally spoke up, “Young Master, the City Lord of Floating Boat City is dead, and now it is leaderless. This humble girl wishes to bring Floating Boat City under my control. Would Young Master agree to this?”
Li Mu Sheng turned back, considered briefly, then said, “Decide for yourself. But I have one condition—while serving me, you must abandon the usual practices of your Demonic Path.”
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly shifted towards the cave’s entrance. At that moment, a middle-aged figure sped forward, stirring up gusts of wind as he arrived in the blink of an eye.
Wei Bing scanned the Cold Pool, and when he saw the bodies of Fairy Ling Bo and Su Chang Qing, his expression immediately darkened. Finally, his gaze settled on Li Yuan Ling, Li Mu Sheng, and Han Mei Yan. Narrowing his eyes, powerful martial dao Qi erupted from within him, causing the energy above the Cold Pool to churn violently.
Wei Bing was about to speak when, unexpectedly, Li Mu Sheng appeared right before him in an instant. With just one glance, the Heavenly Union-level martial aura surrounding Wei Bing vanished without a trace, and the mighty Qi within his body froze solid like a still lake.
“You…” Wei Bing stared at Li Mu Sheng, eyes filled with terror. It felt as if a towering mountain pressed down upon him, rendering him completely immobile. The terrifying presence Li Mu Sheng emitted made Wei Bing tremble and speechless.
With a casual flick, Li Mu Sheng sent a streak of Talisman Light directly into Wei Bing’s body. Without sparing Wei Bing another glance, Li Mu Sheng instead turned to Han Mei Yan and said softly, “Han Young Lady, you can’t say I ask a horse to run without giving it grass to eat. This man’s strength is mediocre, but he’s still a Heavenly Union Stage expert—barely usable. I leave him to you.”
Saying this, Li Mu Sheng moved gracefully, instantly reappearing beside Li Yuan Ling. Li Yuan Ling showed no surprise at Li Mu Sheng’s powerful martial dao skills, seemingly long accustomed to them. She merely cast a hostile glance toward Han Mei Yan, then silently turned and followed Li Mu Sheng toward the cave’s exit.
Soon enough, the two vanished entirely from view.
Wei Bing remained motionless in shock, rooted in place, completely silent. Li Mu Sheng’s overwhelming strength left him with a feeling of profound helplessness he’d never experienced before. He knew clearly that if Li Mu Sheng had wished it, ending his life would have been as simple as turning his hand.
Meanwhile, Han Mei Yan, watching Li Mu Sheng’s disappearing figure, felt as if a tremendous burden had lifted from her shoulders. She exhaled deeply in relief. Then, lightly tapping her foot, she gracefully drifted forward, coming to a stop before Wei Bing. Giving him a careful look, she calmly said, “That man just now was the Great Li’s Eighth Prince. Su Chang Qing and Fairy Ling Bo both fell by his hand.”
Hearing this, Wei Bing’s pupils shrank sharply. Han Mei Yan continued gently, “I suppose you’ve clearly seen his power. If you wish to survive, you have only one path—to serve the Eighth Prince.”
“Besides, you have already been marked by the Life Death Talisman. You have no other choice…” Then she explained the effects of the talisman in detail.
Wei Bing’s face turned increasingly grim. He distinctly felt the powerful Qi current lying dormant within himself, immovable no matter how he tried…