Chapter 13171 Take my move and I will spare your life

Ling Xiao understood Long Yingtian’s difficulties and expectations, and also felt the heavy crisis on his shoulders.

He was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Senior, I will seriously consider your suggestion. But please allow me some time. I need to carefully weigh the pros and cons and make the most suitable choice for myself."

Long Yingtian nodded to show his understanding.

"Of course, this is your right and your responsibility. However, I want to remind you that time waits for no one. As far as I know, Yang Meng, the owner of Huangquan Bulao Mountain, has launched a comprehensive search for you. He has a huge influence and ruthless means.

Although Sitong Trading Company has a certain relationship with our Demon Suppression House, they may not be able to keep the secret under the huge pressure. Once your whereabouts are leaked, the consequences will be disastrous. "

"I understand." Ling Xiao responded in a deep voice, his tone showing his understanding of what Senior Long Yingtian said, as well as his determination for the future. He nodded gently, his eyes flashing with determination and deep thought, as if at this moment, he had already made some kind of decision.

"Senior, say goodbye!"

As he spoke, he moved slightly, saluted to Long Yingtian, then turned around and walked towards the direction of the cave with firm steps.

Although Long Yingtian's advice was like a beacon that illuminated his way forward, Ling Xiao knew that he had to be cautious with every step.

He must first have a thorough understanding of the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery and cannot act blindly. After all, it is a place that even high-level warriors are afraid of, and if you are not careful, you may be doomed.

As his pace quickened, Ling Xiao soon returned to the cave he had taken shelter in. The sunlight shone through the sparse leaves, illuminating the dark cave.

However, just as he was about to step into this temporary safe haven, a sudden chill made him tremble all over. It was an indescribable and terrifying murderous intent coming from deep within the cave.

"Who?" Ling Xiao stopped abruptly, his body tense, like a bow ready to be released, ready to deal with the impending crisis at any time. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, scanning the surroundings, trying to capture the hidden threat.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out from the shadow of the cave. The figure was strange and cold, surrounded by a suffocating hatred. The man stood still, his eyes like knives, piercing Ling Xiao's heart.

"The master of Huangquan Bulao Mountain, Yang Meng!" He introduced himself coldly, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with deep hatred for Ling Xiao.

The appearance of Yang Meng made the air seem to freeze. He was wearing a black robe, and his sleeves fluttered gently in the wind, but it couldn't hide the aura of a powerful man that made people's heart palpitate.

Ling Xiao could feel that the opponent's strength was unfathomable and far beyond his current ability to match. But he did not retreat, but instead strengthened his belief. He knew that this battle, no matter what the outcome, was a challenge he had to face.

Ling Xiao stared at Yang Meng, his deep eyes seemed to contain endless coldness and indifference. He opened his mouth slowly, his voice calm and firm: "Are you here for revenge? I expected it." This sentence was both a confirmation of Yang Meng's intention and a calm acceptance of his own fate.

Upon hearing this, Yang Meng curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, which contained hatred towards Ling Xiao as well as some complicated emotions.

"What do you think? You destroyed my Huangquan Bulao Mountain, and hundreds of years of foundation were destroyed in an instant. If I don't kill you, this hatred will gnaw at my heart like a poisonous snake day and night, and become a nightmare for my whole life."

His tone revealed an indescribable sadness and determination, as if he was talking about an irreversible past.

Ling Xiao shook his head gently, his eyes showing no sign of fluctuation. "In that case, let's do it." His words were concise and powerful, as if he was declaring war on fate, and also as if he was telling Yang Meng that he was ready to face all challenges.

Yang Meng was slightly stunned, as if she was surprised by Ling Xiao's calmness and indifference. "You don't seem to be afraid at all? Don't you think I'm bullying the weak?" There was a hint of doubt in his words, as if he was looking for a reasonable explanation for him to take action.

Ling Xiao smiled faintly, and in that smile there was both contempt for Yang Meng's problem and a deep understanding of the cruel rules of the martial arts world.

"Bullying the weak? Only a naive person can say such stupid things." He shook his head slightly and continued.

"In the world of martial arts, there is only the strong and the weak, there is no logic to speak of. The strong are respected, the weak are eliminated, this is an unchanging law since ancient times. I destroyed your Huangquan Bu Lao Mountain because I have the strength to do so. If you want to kill me, it is the same reason. It is reasonable and logical, no need to say more."

As Ling Xiao finished speaking, the atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense and solemn. The sunlight shone through the treetops, dappling on them, but it seemed unable to dispel the oppression and solemnity.

"What you said makes me like you a little bit." There was a hint of complex emotions in Yang Meng's tone, including admiration for Ling Xiao's indifferent attitude towards life, as well as the heaviness of the hatred for the extermination of his family.

“But unfortunately, the hatred of annihilating my entire family is like an unforgettable scar. Although I, Yang Meng, am not a bloodthirsty person, I have to avenge this grudge.” His words revealed a sense of helplessness and determination, as if he was telling Ling Xiao and himself a fact that could not be changed.

He let out a long sigh, and the sound echoed in the empty forest, carrying a sense of desolation and tragedy.

"However, considering that you and I are both martial artists, I, Yang Meng, am not an unkind person. I can give you a chance, a chance that may help us resolve our grievances." When he said this, his eyes suddenly became sharp, as if an invisible sword was cutting through the air.

“How about this,” he said slowly, “You take my move with all your strength. If you can survive this move, then the grudge between us will be wiped out from now on. How about it?” This sentence showed both recognition of Ling Xiao’s strength and an unquestionable majesty.

However, Ling Xiao did not agree immediately. He was silent for a moment, his eyes scanning back and forth between Yang Meng, as if he was evaluating the truthfulness of the other party's words and the situation he was facing.

"Forget it," he finally shook his head, with a hint of helplessness and determination in his tone.

"Your condition seems to give me a way out, but in fact, it is a more dangerous trap for me. Although I am no match for you, at least I still have the ability to escape. If I follow your condition, not only will I have to face the life-and-death test of your full-strength attack, but I will also lose the chance to escape. Do you think I will agree so easily?"

Ling Xiao's words revealed a kind of clarity and rationality. He was not confused by Yang Meng's proposal, but calmly analyzed the pros and cons. (End of this chapter)