The Sword God of the Universe-Chapter 140: The 1st Death

Garbed in a white robe, he was handsome with thin lips.

His gaze, however, was sinister and ruthlessly fierce.

Wei Leng, age eighteen, a Martial Artist of the Half-step Innate Realm, son of Wei Ming, the primary supervisor of the Wei Family, was the candidate in whom the entire Wei Family placed great hope. Indeed, throughout Duyang City, Wei Leng was a focal figure, scarcely inferior even to the most outstanding members of the top-tier families.

"You little beast, if you hadn’t come to the Wei Family, I truly wouldn’t know where to seek you. And you, this idiot, actually dare to walk here seeking your doom. Haha, today is the day you die, little beast! Dying for a woman—utter foolishness!" Wei Leng’s sinister eyes stared at Jing Yan, his aura brimming with murderous intent.

"And as for this foolish woman!" Wei Leng again stretched out his hand, pointing at Liu Xiaoyue on the ground not far away.

"This foolish woman has good looks but shows no appreciation. She’s blessed that Wei Leng took an interest in her, yet she dared reject me. Hmph, any woman who rejects me meets an unpleasant end! Hmph, she even thought to kill herself, as if I’d let her! Rejecting me, I’ll make her unable to live or die as she wishes! Every day, I personally injure several of her Martial Arts Meridians, to see if she can still consider suicide, and also to see just how long she can endure!" Wei Leng’s expression was exceptionally ferocious.

Jing Yan’s gaze slowly swept toward Wei Leng.

The Primordial Energy within the Fog Vortex was like boiling water.

Swiftly, his gaze shifted away from Wei Leng’s form!

Liu Xiaoyue’s Martial Arts Meridians had been destroyed by this scoundrel!

And it wasn’t just once, but every day, he would destroy several meridians, gradually breaking her down.

This beast was a twisted scum!

One could imagine that Liu Xiaoyue, even wanting to commit suicide, had no strength left.

Wei Leng truly wanted to watch Liu Xiaoyue struggle and gradually die. If Jing Yan had arrived even a few days later, or even just one day, Liu Xiaoyue might not have endured and could have died.

This beast had inflicted such cruel torment on Liu Xiaoyue.

At this moment, the chill in Jing Yan’s heart could have frozen a blazing flame instantly.

A strange smile swept across his lips.

"Esteemed elder!" Jing Yan, looking at Nian Lan, began speaking in a calm tone.

"May I ask you for a favor?" Jing Yan asked, his voice smooth.

Nian Lan was momentarily taken aback.

Then, her eyebrows slightly furrowed as she looked at Jing Yan.

Although she was incredibly angry and despised the Wei Family’s behavior, if Jing Yan asked her to help slay Wei Leng, she was likely unable to agree. Firstly, although her Nian Family was on bad terms with the Wei Family, the situation hadn’t escalated to a complete fallout. Secondly, even if she wanted to take action against the beast Wei Leng, it would certainly be impossible to achieve.

The Clan Leader, elders, and other figures of the Wei Family would not stand by idly and watch their first prodigy, Wei Leng, be slain by her.

"Please, elder, help me take care of Xiao Yue," Jing Yan continued, uttering such a request.

He was asking Nian Lan to help by taking care of Liu Xiaoyue.

Following this, he planned to make the Wei Family pay a bloody price, and he surely wouldn’t have much energy left to care for Liu Xiaoyue.

As these words were spoken, everyone around them was momentarily stunned.

Because they had not anticipated that Jing Yan only needed such a small favor from Nian Lan. Previously, when Jing Yan had spoken, they all thought he might need Nian Lan to take action. This included the Wei Family, who had the same thought and sneered inwardly, finding Jing Yan’s idea incredibly naive.

But what Jing Yan said next was completely unexpected to them.

Nian Lan let out a soft sigh, feeling an inward lament.

It seemed that Jing Yan also felt that he could not leave the Wei Family alive, so he needed her help in taking care of this poor girl.

"Jing Yan, rest assured. Liu Xiaoyue is in my hands! Humph, as long as I live, I guarantee no one will harm even a hair on her head!" Nian Lan’s eyes swept coldly toward Wei Leng.

"Humph!" Wei Leng snorted coldly in response.

However, he didn’t say anything overly aggressive, for the other party was, after all, an elder of the Nian Family. Liu Xiaoyue was already in this condition, and he had no interest in risking his life over her against Nian Lan—it simply wasn’t worth it.

Nian Lan knew too, with Jing Yan’s intervention, the Wei Family likely wouldn’t pursue Liu Xiaoyue too severely. They definitely wouldn’t vehemently oppose her taking Liu Xiaoyue away.

"Thank you, elder! I, Jing Yan, owe you a favor. Should an opportunity arise, I will surely repay it!" Jing Yan once again bowed deeply to Nian Lan, his voice grave.

This was also his promise, owing Nian Lan a favor.

"No worries!" Nian Lan smiled.

She was truly growing fonder of this young martial artist named Jing Yan. This young man, loyal and brave, dared to face the Wei Family alone for his woman—what kind of fearless spirit was that?

How could such a young man be found elsewhere in Duyang City? Knowing he was bound to die, yet still he dared to come!

Sadly, a person possessing qualities like his would not survive until tomorrow. Nian Lan felt a deep regret in her heart.

Prominent figures of Duyang City, sharing the same thoughts as Nian Lan, also surely had more than one or two among them emitting a helpless sigh.

As for the favor Jing Yan mentioned.

Nian Lan didn’t take it to heart. After today, there would be no one named Jing Yan in this world. Naturally, the favor could not be repaid.

How could she go to the Jing Family to demand any kind of compensation? That clearly wasn’t realistic.

So, when Jing Yan said those words, she didn’t pay much attention, simply listening casually.

After asking Nian Lan to look after Liu Xiaoyue, Jing Yan’s gaze returned to Wei Leng.

"You little beast, now, come and meet your death!" Jing Yan shouted angrily at Wei Leng, "Today, you’ll be the first from the Wei Family to die!"

"Ha ha ha... What a huge joke! Just with you, a waste, you think to kill me?" Wei Leng’s face darkened as he burst into derisive laughter.

"Patriarch, please allow me to take action and kill this waste. Let them know that the Wei Family Disciples cannot be scorned!" Wei Leng, also remembered to request permission to fight from the Wei Family Patriarch.

"Hmm?" Wei Jiuhe was somewhat apprehensive.

For the strength Jing Yan had displayed was truly extraordinary. Even Wei Leng might not be able to kill this youngster named Jing Yan.

However, if Wei Leng could indeed kill him, that would indeed be good. Moreover, it would save the high-ranking members from having to intervene and taint their reputation by bullying the weaker.

"Patriarch, please allow my son, Wei Leng, to fight!" The Wei Family’s leading figure, Wei Ming, also spoke, his eyes flickering.

Clearly, he had utmost confidence in his son!