“Who are you?” Mut Yin looked at Blaze Regret below, his brows slightly furrowed. This young man had managed to sneak in here without a sound, indicating he was quite skilled.

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“The one who will send you on your way!”

A glint of gold flickered in Blaze Regret’s eyes as a violent killing intent erupted from him. He lifted his foot, delivering a powerful whip like kick that swept out like lightning.

“Boom!”

Suffering such a heavy blow, Mut Yin’s whip was flung into the air, while his body was sent flying backward. He staggered dozens of steps before barely managing to stabilize himself.

“Who are you really?” Mut Yin was shocked and horrified. Although he ranked last among the five elders of the Five Demon Halls, he still possessed the strength of a fourth tier Spirit Lord master. How could he be swept away by a mere seventh tier Spirit Imperial Master using brute force alone?

Reaching out to catch the falling whip, Blaze Regret’s eyes glimmered with a golden light. Upon entering the mountain gate, Master Magi had cast a secret technique on him, allowing his body’s strength to temporarily rival that of a third tier lord grade spirit beast. This power was more than enough to suppress Mut Yin decisively.

“No matter who you are, today you’ll stay here!” Mut Yin gritted his teeth, quickly sketching a verdant green spirit array in front of him. A surging force began to ripple outward from it.

“Crack!”

However, just as the spirit array was halfway complete, the whip in Blaze Regret’s hand mercilessly lashed down. The force contained within the whip left a bloody mark across Mut Yin’s face.

In an instant, the spirit array wavered unsteadily, finally shattering with a crisp crack.

“Isn’t this fun?” Blaze Regret sneered coldly, the whip in his hand thrashing like a rampaging spirit snake, repeatedly striking Mut Yin. Each lash drew a line of blood.

“Stop it!” Mut Yin rolled on the ground in agony, the pain he felt threatening to make him faint.

Covering her chest with a delicate hand, Yun Suhaila looked at the young man’s now more mature face, feeling an inexplicable sense of peace. It was as if nothing was unsolvable with him around.

“I’m the Fifth Elder of the Five Demon Halls! When Big Brother Mut Kui returns, he’ll take your life!”

His mouth twitched painfully as Mut Yin cursed furiously. He had always been the one wielding the whip against others, never having been treated like this himself. The humiliation he felt was overwhelming.

“Isn’t this the feeling you enjoy?”

Blaze Regret’s lips curled into a mocking smile, and the ethereal figure of Ling Luo appeared beside him. Her adorable appearance left Yun Suhaila momentarily stunned.

“Don’t ask for food yet; finish the task at hand first.”

Upon hearing Blaze Regret’s deep voice, Ling Luo playfully stuck out her little tongue. Then, with a flick of her wrist, a long verdant vine shot out, hoisting Mut Yin’s body upside down.

“You fool, do you even know what you’re doing?” Mut Yin twisted his body, cursing angrily.

“I know far better than you do,” Blaze Regret replied coldly. The sharp gaze of the young man sent a shiver through Mut Yin’s heart.

It felt as if he were being watched by a relentless wolf.

Halfway up the Five Demon Halls:

“That girl just now was quite the catch. I bet Elder Mut Yin is at it with his games again,” one of the disciples of the Five Demon Halls said with a sly grin.

“Such a beastly man, yet he’s somehow become a Spirit Lord Master. Heaven must be blind,” scoffed an eighth tier Spirit Imperial Master standing beside him.

“Shh, it’s fine for us to say such things among ourselves, but don’t let anyone else hear, or we might lose our lives!” The first speaker gestured frantically.

“Hey, it looks like something’s coming out of the main hall.”

As this was said, the eyes of the disciples turned in unison, their expressions changing drastically. The entire Five Demon Halls erupted into chaos.

A long verdant vine was hanging in mid air, and tied to it was none other than their Fifth Elder, Mut Yin!

With fear gripping him, Mut Yin glanced at the heights from which he dangled. His scalp tingled as he turned to Blaze Regret, shouting desperately, “I’ll give you whatever you want, including that girl from earlier. If that’s not enough, I can go to the surrounding towns and bring you dozens no, hundreds more!”

Hearing this, Blaze Regret’s expression grew even darker.

“Ling Luo, I don’t care how you do it, but beat him for an hour. I’ll give you ten spirit fruits afterward,” Blaze Regret’s voice, laced with a trace of murderous intent, echoed against the howling cold wind.

Ling Luo’s eyes widened slightly as she nodded eagerly. Her complete food loving demeanor left Red, perched on Blaze Regret’s shoulder, utterly speechless.

“Crack!”

In an instant, the crisp sound of the whip cracking mixed with agonizing screams echoed through the mountainside of the Five Demon Halls. The thorns on Ling Luo’s vine whip were incredibly sharp, and each lash inflicted pain akin to the bone breaking agony of snapping a finger.

“Blaze Regret, the master of the Five Demon Halls is a ninth tier Spirit Lord Master,” Yun Suhaila said softly, biting her red lip with some apprehension in her voice.

“Even if a Spirit Sovereign came today, they wouldn’t leave this mountain unharmed,” Blaze Regret’s icy voice carried an undeniable determination.

Hearing this, a slight blush rose on Yun Suhaila’s cheeks. Such a domineering voice was unexpectedly pleasant to her ears.

“Crack!”

As Ling Luo’s vine whip lashed down, Mut Yin’s flesh splattered. The pain was so excruciating that he wished for death. Yet, to his despair, the whip contained healing properties that quickly mended his torn flesh.

This heart wrenching, layered pain was something no one would ever want to endure a second time.

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