Divine Emperor Demon Emperor

Chapter 698 -697: Face-to-Face Execution

The youth thought dropping Tang Qing’s name would be enough to intimidate Lin Yun, but he was being far too naive. Never mind a mere Tang Qing; even if Du Ying, the Celestial Eagle Valley Master, came in person, the Lin Yun of today wouldn’t feel the slightest bit of fear.

After putting away the Communication Token, Lin Yun retracted some of his oppressive aura. Everyone except the youth and the young woman felt the crushing pressure that had pinned them down gradually disappear.

Once they could move again, the other customers in Yanpiao Pavilion scrambled out of the shop. They didn’t leave, however, instead gathering outside the entrance to watch the scene unfold.

“Here’s ten thousand Low Grade Primordial Stones. The extra is for your trouble.” Lin Yun tossed the stones to the Yanpiao Pavilion maid with a smile.

He could immobilize everyone in the shop with his aura alone. Faced with such a man, the maid was both nervous and a little star-struck.

She dazedly accepted the ten thousand Low Grade Primordial Stones. Lin Yun then turned back to the youth, his smile never faltering. “Since you’ve chosen death, don’t blame me for what happens next.”

“You dare kill me? Do you even know who my master is?” Hearing this, the youth bellowed in a mix of panic and rage. He was pinning all his hopes on Tang Qing, believing that with his master’s status, no one in Yanhuang Country would dare touch him.

Lin Yun merely smiled at the youth’s outburst, paying it no mind. ‘Tang Qing? Heh. What a joke.’

They didn’t have to wait long. Soon, four figures streaked across the sky and landed. The one in the lead was Qin Feng. The moment the crowd saw the three people behind him, they were stunned.

The Emperor of Yanhuang Country, Tang Qing, and the Ninth Princess. For such a minor incident, even the Emperor himself had been summoned. Seeing His Holiness arrive in person, the onlookers outside the shop all dropped to their knees in reverence.

However, the Emperor of Yanhuang Country was clearly in no mood for pleasantries. He didn’t linger outside, but strode quickly into the shop, with Tang Qing and the Ninth Princess following closely behind.

A smile spread across the youth’s face when he saw the Emperor of Yanhuang Country arrive. ‘His Holiness must be here at Master Tang Qing’s request to back me up.’

He thought to himself, ‘I’ll make sure to slap Lin Yun back twice for this.’

Gloating inwardly, the youth failed to notice that the Emperor of Yanhuang Country’s face was a mask of terror. Without even glancing at him, the Emperor walked straight up to Lin Yun. His voice was exceedingly respectful and polite, laced with a deep-seated fear.

“Young Master Lin, my apologies. I will give you a proper account of this matter.”

Seeing the Emperor’s behavior and hearing his words, not only was the youth dumbfounded, but the young woman and the nearby Yanpiao Pavilion maid were also completely frozen in shock. ‘What is going on?’

The dignified sovereign of a nation was speaking to a young man like this. And from the looks of it, the Emperor of Yanhuang Country’s fear of Lin Yun was clearly not an act.

Lin Yun’s expression remained unchanged as he looked at the terrified Emperor of Yanhuang Country. He had used the Communication Token earlier to tell Qin Feng to bring both the Emperor and Tang Qing here.

When Qin Feng, already at the Celestial Spirit Realm, had relayed the message, the Emperor of Yanhuang Country had nearly exploded at Tang Qing on the spot. To think that someone—and Tang Qing’s disciple, no less—had dared to offend Lin Yun.

The Emperor understood one thing very clearly: the Lin Yun of today was far beyond someone Yanhuang Country could afford to offend.

The Emperor stared at Lin Yun in terror. By now, Qin Feng had moved to stand behind Lin Yun, like a personal guard.

“Is this your disciple?” After a glance at the Emperor of Yanhuang Country, Lin Yun’s gaze shifted to Tang Qing as he asked calmly.

Hearing this, Tang Qing nodded repeatedly and said respectfully, “Young Master Lin, I will be sure to give you a satisfactory account of this matter.”

“I don’t need any account from you,” Lin Yun said. “I’m just asking, is this man your disciple?”

“Yes,” Tang Qing replied with a respectful nod, unsure of what Lin Yun intended to do.

Having gotten his answer from Tang Qing, Lin Yun looked at the youth. “I gave you a chance,” he said slowly, “but you were convinced Tang Qing could protect you. In that case, my hands are tied. Now that everyone is here… Qin Feng…”

The moment Lin Yun said his name, Qin Feng’s Space Ring flashed. A longsword appeared in his hand, and before everyone’s eyes, he swung it, severing the youth’s head.

“No—!” Powerless to stop Qin Feng, and lacking the courage to even try, all Tang Qing could do was cry out from the side.

There was no hesitation, no intention of torturing the youth. ‘To me,’ Lin Yun thought, ‘killing an ant like him is nothing to dwell on.’

Perhaps Lin Yun himself hadn’t even noticed, but as his power grew, his mentality was also developing into that of a true powerhouse.

When a powerhouse grows angry, rivers of blood flow. Lin Yun was now becoming such a person.

After the youth was killed, the young woman beside him was frozen in terror, her face and clothes splattered with his blood.

“Let’s go.” Having killed the youth, Lin Yun said nothing more about it. He turned to Lu Bingning and the other two women, his smile once again gentle. He didn’t want such a trivial matter to ruin this rare outing.

Hearing his words, the three women smiled faintly, and the group left Yanpiao Pavilion. Once outside, Qin Feng returned to the Lin Family estate while Lin Yun and the three women resumed their leisurely stroll.

The three women had seen this sort of thing plenty of times, so they weren’t particularly fazed. Soon, led by the cheerful Mo Qingliu, the four of them were happily browsing again.

Meanwhile, back in Yanpiao Pavilion, the Emperor of Yanhuang Country and Tang Qing stared at the youth’s headless corpse, their expressions indescribable. They looked like men who wanted to be furious but dared not show it.

As for the Ninth Princess, her beautiful eyes stared blankly in the direction Lin Yun had disappeared. After six months, the way she saw Lin Yun had completely changed; she now looked up to him as someone utterly unattainable.

The faint, oppressive aura that he exuded without even trying gave the Ninth Princess an involuntary urge to kneel.

Lin Yun gave no thought to the Emperor of Yanhuang Country or Tang Qing. Right now, he feared neither the Yanhuang Royal Family nor even Celestial Eagle Valley.

He spent the entire day with the three women. As evening fell, the four of them found a nice restaurant, ready to enjoy a hearty meal.

They got a private room, ordered a few dishes and a pot of wine, and began to drink. To be honest, this was the first time Lin Yun had ever had drinks with the three of them.

After a couple of drinks, Lu Bingning, who was sitting beside Lin Yun, suddenly turned to him, a complicated look in her eyes.

“Lin Yun… you’ve really become so powerful.”