Xuanmen Sect.

A secluded courtyard in Wanhua Valley.

The night was as dark as ink, and it was raining heavily outside.

Huang Lang was in the bedroom of the courtyard, tightly wrapped in a layer of misty mysterious halo, isolating himself from the outside world.

At this time, the soul-calling flag was vibrating violently, and from it came the extremely shrill scream of Yun Xi's soul, like the cry of a night owl, breaking the dead silence of the space.

"Please, let me go..." Yun Xi's soul trembled and begged in the soul-summoning banner, his voice filled with endless despair and fear.

Huang Lang snorted coldly, the spells in his hands kept changing, increasing the power of refining, "Now you know how to beg for mercy? When you and Qin Feng designed to frame me, did you ever think that this day would come?"

Yun Xi's soul twisted in agony under torture. She sobbed and said, "It was... I was blinded by greed and gave Qin Feng the idea to pretend to be poisoned and frame you, hoping that he could take over.

I… I regret it, I really regret it. Brother Huang, I’ve learned a lot from you, and I won’t dare do it again…”

The voice of Yun Xi's soul gradually faded away, leaving only the helpless whimpering, echoing in this gloomy secret room.

She was filled with regret, hating herself for being possessed by the devil and offending Huang Lang. Now she could only watch her soul being refined bit by bit in this soul-summoning flag, slowly heading towards the end of her soul being torn apart.

Huang Langze showed a triumphant smile on his face.

Haha, I guessed right.

It seems that it was really Yun Xi who gave Qin Feng the idea to frame my predecessor, which eventually led to the deprivation of my predecessor's cultivation.

It has also caused my mind to become unstable and I am in danger of going astray or even exploding at any time!

It seems that I didn't kill the wrong person.

Haha, Junior Sister Yun Xi, just enjoy the “VIP service” of the Soul-Summoning Banner!

At this moment, Huang Lang's mind seemed to be thrown into a series of thunders, and a series of prompt sounds exploded.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, using the Human Emperor Flag to absorb the luck of the Pseudo Heavenly Dao Daughter, luck value +20!"

"The Soul Summoning Banner refines the soul of the woman of luck, and can produce 500 luck points today."

Immediately afterwards, the system popped up a dialog box: "The Human Emperor Flag devours the fate of the Daughter of Luck, awakening the 'Destiny Plundering' trait, but it will cost 200 million Luck Points to become the host's. Does the host wish to use 200 million Luck Points to purchase the Destiny Plundering skill?"

Huang Lang suddenly opened his eyes, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, like the sharpest hawk in the night sky.

Destiny plunder?

What the hell is this?

I accumulated these 200 million luck points through untold hardships, and every bit of it was earned by me.

If I spend these 200 million, I won’t have much left.

Huang Lang weighed the pros and cons over and over in his mind, feeling extremely conflicted, his hands unconsciously clenching and unclenching.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, fiercely pressed the confirm button on the system panel, and decisively chose to purchase the "Destiny Plunder" skill.

After all, since this skill is given by the system, it must be extraordinary.

As the saying goes, "Products produced by the system must be high-quality."

The moment Huang Lang pressed the "OK button", information about the characteristics of "Destiny Plunder" flooded into his mind like a tide.

Plundering Destiny: Anyone who possesses this characteristic, as long as they get close to someone who carries a destiny, the Human Emperor Flag will quietly activate, plundering the other person's luck bit by bit like peeling off silk threads from an onion, and turning it into nutrients for their own strength.

Good guy!

This is simply an incredible cheat!

With this skill, won’t those guys who are entrusted with destiny in the future become my walking “luck ATMs”?

Huang Lang was ecstatic and felt that his two million luck points were well worth it.

With the blessing of the "Destiny Plunder" supernatural feature, Huang Lang became more and more confident in recovering his Dao heart and clearing away all those who hindered his Dao heart, as if victory was already firmly in his hands!

……

at the same time.

Another room in Wanhua Valley.

Qin Feng sat on a chair, looking very lonely.

His mind flashed through every moment he had spent with Yun Xi, and he felt both sad and angry...

Senior Sister Yun Xi originally had an innate sword body, which was a rare treasure for cultivation. Qin Feng was thinking about it and hoped to combine with her, so as to awaken and cultivate the sword bones and reach the peak of the sword path.

But now, the dream is shattered, Yun Xi's sword bone is cruelly absorbed by Huang Lang, and the beauty also dies!

And he could only watch all this happen and could do nothing!

This great humiliation made Qin Feng so angry that his teeth itched. It seemed as if every tooth was about to break. His nails dug deep into his palms and bright red blood flowed through his fingers.

Qin Feng roared in his heart over and over again: "Huang Lang, I will not be a human being if I don't avenge this!"

……

A courtyard full of flowers in Wanhua Valley.

That was Zhao Xianer's residence.

At this moment, in the room where she lived, the lights were swaying, and the light and shadows were swaying on the wall, revealing a bit of weirdness.

There were two women with extremely beautiful faces, standing respectfully in front of Zhao Xian'er with sad expressions on their faces.

At this time, there were still undried raindrops hanging on their hair, and they looked a little tired.

The two women were none other than Zhao Xianer's eldest disciple, Su Muxue, and second disciple, Lin Wanqiu. They had just returned from a mission, and from their expressions, it was clear that they both knew about Yun Xi's murder.

Zhao Xian'er sat in the main seat, her expression solemn as she spoke slowly, "Your junior sister Yun Xi actually defected to the Jesuit Order and was killed by that scoundrel Huang Lang."

Su Muxue's brows furrowed, her eyes instantly reddening as she spoke in a tearful voice, "Junior Sister must have been bewitched by the Jesuits. She is kind-hearted by nature, how could Huang Lang do such a cruel thing! Huang Lang is usually ruthless, and this time he murdered Junior Sister. It's simply unforgivable!"

Lin Wanqiu echoed this, her tone filled with indignation. "That's right, Huang Lang's actions were too cruel. Even if Junior Sister made a mistake, he should have given her a chance to mend her ways. How could he just take her life? Junior Sister must have been deceived by those evil people and led her astray. How could Huang Lang be so heartless!"

Although they had known about Yun Xi's death, they were still heartbroken when they heard the master say it himself.

Su and Lin were talking back and forth, completely ignoring the huge harm that Yun Xi, as a Jesuit spy, might bring to the Xuanmen Sect. Instead, they kept defending Yun Xi and condemning Huang Lang.

Su Muxue clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, saying, "Huang Lang's crimes are heinous. We must avenge Junior Sister! He's so reckless. If we don't punish him, who knows how many people he'll harm in the future!"

Lin Wanqiu nodded heavily, his eyes full of determination: "That's right, even if it costs my life, I will make Huang Lang pay the price!"

Zhao Xian'er nodded slightly, and after a moment's silence, she spoke: "Muxue, Wanqiu, I don't care how you torture Huang Lang, but you must spare his life!"

"Master, why? That beast Huang Lang killed your most beloved disciple Yun Xi!" Su and Lin asked at the same time.

Zhao Xian'er frowned slightly: "Why so many whys? Just listen to me!"

She sighed inwardly. With her protective temper, she would have wanted to kill Huang Lang long ago, but for the sake of that inviolable order, Zhao Xian'er had to suppress her impulse...

……

At the same time, Qin Feng, Zhao Xianer, Su Muxue and Lin Wanqiu had no idea that Huang Lang had already known their every move.

The system prompt sounded in Huang Lang's sea of ​​consciousness: "Host, please note that Su Muxue and Lin Wanqiu have returned to Wanhua Valley and are determined to seek revenge on you."

"Really?" Huang Lang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said to himself, "That's great! I was just worried about not having enough luck!"

Not only was he not afraid at all, but a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, just like a cunning hunter who saw the prey that came to him on its own initiative.

In Huang Lang's eyes, Qin Feng and others were nothing more than walking "treasure houses of luck". He could use the Human Emperor Flag and the Soul-Calling Banner in his hands to seize all their luck in order to make up for the luck points consumed in purchasing the "Destiny Plunder".

Huang Lang stood up calmly and straightened his clothes. His aura was restrained, yet there was a faint sense of oppression that made people feel frightened.

He walked out of the room, looked up at the inky rainy night, and suddenly smiled.

My dear Junior Brother Qin, and my two Senior Sisters, since you have come to me, please don't blame me for being ruthless...

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