Chapter 94: I’ve Gone Mad

Chapter 94: So What If I'm Crazy

"Try touching me again, I dare you!"

The door opened in response to Shen Lian before he even got close.

Shen Lian hesitated for a moment, then stormed out and slammed the door shut. The bang startled He Ci, who was in the courtyard.

He turned to face him. "What's going on here?"

"It's nothing—" Shen Lian had barely spoken a word before his tongue went numb again. He took a deep breath. "It's nothing."

He Ci clearly wasn't buying it, because Shen Lian almost never showed any emotion, but now there was a flicker of anger in his eyes?

Shen Lian said flatly, "Everyone's waiting for us."

He Ci didn't want to hold things up either. "This time the demon clan is tricky—it's a Demon Lord, and he's been asking everyone about you."

Shen Lian instantly knew who it was.

It was Lu Zheng again.

Already fuming with anger, Shen Lian said flatly, "I'll take him on."

He Ci quickly followed after him.

Shen Lian, along with the others, found the demon clan's army, and sure enough, the one leading them was Lu Zheng.

The arm that had been cut off before had already regenerated.

When he saw Shen Lian, Lu Zheng narrowed his eyes. "We meet again, huh?"

"Cut the crap," Shen Lian said, raising Chen Xue and channeling spiritual power into it, then moving toward him with the Mystic Lotus Step.

His raven-black hair flowed in the wind, and the beauty above the clouds had a cold, detached look, his gaze indifferent to the world below.

Even though the man wanted to kill him, a flicker of obsession still flashed in Lu Zheng's eyes.

The demon soldier next to him yelled, "Demon Lord, watch out!"

Only then did Lu Zheng snap out of it, dodging to the side as Shen Lian charged at him. He looked at Shen Lian. "I'm starting to like you more and more. Come back with me and be my woman."

Shen Lian didn't even bat an eye. "In your dreams."

He Ci flew into a rage at those words. "Damn! You shameless piece of shit, what the hell are you talking about?"

He fell in right behind Shen Lian. "Kill that bastard!"

Shen Lian didn't need any prompting, and Chen Xue, after being refined in the Fallen Snow Domain, had become a top-grade immortal weapon.

Countless mystic techniques sprang from Shen Lian's sword shadows.

A glint of delight flashed in Lu Zheng's eyes.

"I fucking love someone as strong and beautiful as you. Are you really not considering becoming my cultivation partner? I'm telling you, the demon clan unifying the entire Primordial Realm is already a done deal!"

"If you side with me now, I'll let you live."

He Ci sneered. "Like hell!"

Shen Lian's face grew even colder.

He Ci was about to speak again when he suddenly felt the space around them lock down.

He Ci and the other cultivators' eyes went wide.

"This aura is so strong—is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

Lu Zheng's expression darkened. "Damn, who the hell is it? Why are they cowering like a damn turtle? Are they too ugly to show their face or something?"

To everyone's surprise, Shen Lian said coldly, "You're right. It really is a turtle."

He Ci looked totally confused.

Lu Zheng, however, turned tail and ran.

He Ci's expression shifted. "Hey, get back here!"

He immediately went after him, and Shen Lian furrowed his brow. "He Ci!"

But He Ci wasn't listening to him at all—simply because Lu Zheng had actually dared to set his sights on Shen Lian this time.

Shen Lian had no choice but to go after him.

And when Lu Zheng saw them coming after him, a faint smirk curled at the corner of his lips.

Seeing that He Ci and Shen Lian had quickly broken away from the group.

Lu Zheng suddenly spun around and flashed Shen Lian a smile.

Shen Lian sensed something was off and grabbed He Ci.

He stared at He Ci, his face dark. "If you're this reckless again, don't blame me for not caring about our bond. I won't have your back anymore!"

He Ci opened his mouth as if to speak.

But it was too late for words now. Lu Zheng suddenly vanished, and instead, massive pillars of blood shot up around Shen Lian and He Ci. The pillars linked together, slowly forming a barrier.

Seeing this, Shen Lian's expression turned cold and grim. He forced open a gap and shoved He Ci out.

"Go get help."

"Shen Lian!" He Ci's eyes were wide with rage and desperation.

Shen Lian refused to look at him. He was genuinely disappointed in He Ci.

How many times now? He Ci still couldn't control his impulses.

Hadn't he learned his lesson by now?

Kong Yun, who had been following behind, caught hold of He Ci. "Hurry, go find your dad and the others, or we'll get sucked into this too!"

He Ci could only look back, staring at Shen Lian, who was fending off attacks inside the barrier.

Lu Zheng's phantom form slowly appeared, sneering. "What's your deal with that idiot?"

Shen Lian's face was expressionless. "Not your business."

Lu Zheng arched an eyebrow. "No, it is now. You're already in my grasp."

"You don't even know what's caging you in, do you?"

"Even a Heavenly Immortal couldn't break free."

A smirk tugged at Lu Zheng's lips. "Come back with me."

But then he saw Shen Lian curl his lips into a cold, faint smile.

Then Shen Lian simply withdrew Chen Xue and stopped resisting the gale-force winds inside the barrier.

Lu Zheng's face changed as he watched one of those winds about to slice straight through Shen Lian.

Lu Zheng muttered a curse. "Are you out of your mind?"

He was about to retract the barrier when, unexpectedly, the air behind and above Shen Lian began to visibly ripple.

A pair of slender, pale hands grabbed hold of the space itself and ripped it apart in both directions.

Lu Zheng and the other demon soldiers stared in utter disbelief.

"Who the hell can tear through space like that?"

The owner of those hands stepped forward—silver hair spilling down, features cold and sharp as snow, the other half of his face hidden behind a jade mask.

The gale winds about to hit Shen Lian vanished in an instant, and the entire barrier shattered like glass.

Shen Lian suddenly found himself yanked into an embrace, that familiar, icy aura swallowing him whole.

A man's low, strained growl followed: "Shen Lian! You did that on purpose?"

Shen Lian might not have been able to escape this barrier, so why the hell would he withdraw Chen Xue?

This move was meant to force him out.

The moment the barrier shattered, Lu Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and a dozen demon soldiers around him were wiped out of existence.

Lu Zheng shot the silver-haired man a look, a flash of resentment in his eyes, then turned and bolted.

Yan Huaixuan's eyes snapped up.

Lu Zheng was about to teleport when he realized the space around him had been locked down.

This time, real fear flashed in his eyes.

He can even seal off space?

And that wasn't all—Lu Zheng soon felt his limbs being ripped apart, and with a sickening thud, he watched his own head go flying.

Lu Zheng's eyes bulged in shock.

The moment the barrier vanished, Shen Lian spun around and slapped Yan Huaixuan hard across the face.

"Who said you could touch me?"

The man who had just crushed Lu Zheng like it was nothing now took Shen Lian's slap without even flinching.

Yan Huaixuan's head snapped to the side, a red handprint slowly blooming on his cheek.

He turned back, his lips pressed into a thin line.

Shen Lian sneered, "I thought you'd just skulk in the shadows like a rat."

"You touched me last night? Are you out of your damn mind?"

"Yeah, I've lost my mind," Yan Huaixuan said, his eyes boring into him. "Who's A Ze? Yan Huaize?"

Hearing that, Shen Lian laughed. "Who is it? None of your damn business. Whether it's Yan Huaize, Zhang Ze, Xu Ze, or Liu Ze—what right do you have to ask?"