Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The only remaining strong warrior cried out, "Why am I involved in your couple's quarrel, huh? I am an innocent victim here!"

"Please spare me. You two fight, and I get hit with a brick and struck by the Divine Staff, how can I withstand this?"

"Who is your big brother!"

Ye Ling roared, slamming a brick down on the strong warrior's leg. There was a crisp snapping sound, and the warrior wailed miserably, a far cry from his previously impressive bearing.

"Who is your sister-in-law!"

Bam, the Saintess smashed the Divine Staff onto the strong warrior's other leg with such force it turned into a bloody mess.

"Oh my goodness, just kill me, this is too terrifying. Please no more torture, let me die!"

The strong warrior wailed, feeling utterly bullied. I, a mighty practitioner of the Foundation Establishment Stage, am being beaten to a pulp by two youngsters and begging for death. Is there no justice in this world?

"Who said we're going to kill you? Both of us are well-educated, cultured individuals. Who are you insulting? We are cultured people, not savages who fight and kill!"

As soon as Ye Ling finished speaking, the Saintess spat out, "Get lost, you shameless fellow, weren't those people killed by you?"

"I spit on that, they killed themselves out of shame, feeling that they lost their conscience doing what they did. Don't you dare pin that on me. I, being as great as I am, will not admit to it!"

Ye Ling hastily retorted. In reality, he was just talking nonsense, but the murderous intent in his heart was gradually spreading. It was time to kill; the game was over.

"Kill me if you will, just step aside if you won't; can I just kill myself, please? Why are you dragging this out? I can't take it anymore!" The strong warrior's eyes brimmed with tears of frustration.

Ye Ling was taken aback. Wow, someone actually asking for death. The Saintess and I didn't even torture him that much. Modern people just aren't the same as before; they're lacking resilience. We haven't even used tiger benches or chili water on him, and he's already breaking down. In a world war, this guy would definitely be the first major traitor.

The Saintess too looked on with pity, gazing at the strong warrior's completely ruined legs, "Ye Ling, are we being too violent? Maybe this isn't right."

"That broken leg was your doing, it has nothing to do with me." Ye Ling chuckled mischievously, moving closer to the strong warrior.

Smack, the black brick smashed down on the warrior's leg, bending the shin into an odd angle with its tremendous force.

"Ah! Help! This is bullying!"

The strong warrior screamed miserably. Damn you, will you kill me or not? Just scaring me like this, have you no sense of public decency?

"Now that was definitely me," Ye Ling said with a gentle smile.

The Saintess hung her head, this guy was simply invincible. Shaking her head, she realized there was no arguing with him.

Just then, the warrior who was clutching his legs and howling, suddenly had a sly gleam appear in his eyes. With a swift wave of his hand, a cloud of pink gas shot towards the Saintess.

"No, you're courting death!" Ye Ling exclaimed. The black brick crashed into the warrior's head, the immense force knocking him out cold, twitching and foaming at the mouth.

Suddenly, the Saintess's skin turned red, her complexion pale, and a hint of unnatural flush appeared.

"Haha! This is the number one wonder poison of the ability users' world—'Passion Scourge.' If you don't mate with a man, you'll die. I really want to see what you, the noble Saintess, are going to do now, haha!"

The warrior on the ground, foaming at the mouth, uttered these indistinct words before his breath weakened, and he died on the spot.

Ye Ling's expression turned icy. He had been careless, had too much fun, and was caught off guard by the scoundrel's sneak attack.

The Saintess was also overcome with anxious fervor; the dead powerhouse was truly a heart-wrenching killer.

Now there was only one man left. If she wanted to survive, she would have to join forces with Ye Ling, yet once they did so, the purity of the Saintess would no longer exist.

It must be known that the Saintess represented the glory of The Holy See. Once defiled, especially by a youngster from Huaxia, it would be a huge disgrace for The Holy See.

If she chose not to coalesce, death awaited her. Although the Saintess was willing to offer her life for The Holy See, she didn't want to die if there was a chance to live.

What should she do!

Complex thoughts emerged in the heart of the Saintess, and at this moment, a strange swelling of emotions also began to permeate, causing restlessness within her.

Her body was getting hotter, and the feeling of shame in her heart was also growing stronger. The Saintess feared she couldn't control herself; if she were to indulge in this wonderful sentiment, it would be over.

Ye Ling quickly went over to the Saintess. At the moment, the Saintess was only wearing a mysterious black bra, her snow-white skin was already showing signs of blush, clearly the effect of the poison taking hold.

"Sit down quickly, I will help you remove the poison inside your body!"

Ye Ling didn't take advantage of the situation. The Saintess sat cross-legged on the ground, and Ye Ling, with a serious expression, placed his hand directly on the smooth and snowy back of the Saintess.

Suddenly, Ye Ling was taken aback. Damn it, the place had sealed off the spiritual power, how was he to detoxify the Saintess?

"Not good, spiritual power is sealed. I'll carry you out, detoxify you once we're out of this place. Hang in there!" Ye Ling bent down and directly hoisted the Saintess onto his back.

Feeling the softness from behind, Ye Ling took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, swearing this was the first time he'd ever been such a gentleman.

Ye Ling struggled to walk, carrying the Saintess meant bearing the weight of them both on himself, it was an arduous journey, almost a stumbling block at every step.

The Saintess's sensations were intensifying, her body felt as though ants were biting all over. Her complexion flushed as red as blood, fingers uncontrollably touching Ye Ling's body, retracting as if shocked by electricity the moment they made contact.

"I can't! I must withstand this! I am the Saintess, I represent the honor of The Holy See!"

"I absolutely cannot sink down like this; I must be able to wake up!"

The Saintess gritted her teeth, her strong spiritual power temporarily halted the spread of the poison in her body, but the next moment, the poison exploded and fully erupted.

"Hmm!"

The Saintess moaned softly, her fingers uncontrollably piercing through Ye Ling's clothes and made contact with his equally heated skin. This increased the turmoil in the heart of the Saintess even more.

"Saintess! Stop teasing me, if I can't hold back anymore, you can't blame me!" Ye Ling gritted his teeth, passion surging wildly within him.

The Saintess swung her arms back, tossing her long hair, and pressed her body against Ye Ling's. Her seductive lips lightly touched Ye Ling's ear.

"If you also sink into it, I won't blame you, because I can't take it anymore!"

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This sentence ignited Ye Ling like a fuse to dynamite, his body instantly tensed, his breathing grew heavier, and his steps became even more labored.

"You demoness! I really want to put an end to you!"

Ye Ling cursed through gritted teeth, barely able to restrain himself anymore!

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