Chapter 107: Lord of the Blazing Flame Island

Supreme Edge of Martial Arts Rogues of Renown 3305 words 2026-03-27 05:16:54

Judas’s formless body rippled like water, appearing tangible yet hollow and void. Only a pair of glowing green eyes felt truly real. Previously, when attacking the bald old man, it had remained in a state of intangible emptiness, leaving Hu Cuishan baffled as to how the old man had died. Upon seeing Judas’s true form, her complexion turned deathly pale.

"Formless... Shadow Demon..." Hu Cuishan’s lips trembled as she struggled to utter the words. Seeing Judas pounce like a ravenous wolf, a terror and panic she had never known surged within her. "No... I don't want to die... Xiao Guai, run!"

Hu Cuishan’s face was ashen. The arrogance she had possessed when wanting to fight Leng Tian to the death was gone. In a panic, she ordered the three-headed monster bird beneath her to flee. She knew all too well the horror of the Formless Shadow Demon; even her father, at the Great Perfection of the Transcendence stage, would have to retreat. Facing it now, with only her peak Heaven-tier cultivation and her beast, the only outcome would be the devouring of her soul.

Leng Tian, already certain of the outcome, sat leisurely on the back of the giant dragon. He took out the Mermaid's Tear gifted by Alyssa, sipping the pure, bitter-sweet wine with reluctance and savoring the taste with closed eyes.

The three-headed bird’s speed was astonishing, but compared to Judas’s intangible nature, it was insufficient. Hu Cuishan fled, covering a hundred yards in an instant. She had been confident in the bird’s speed—even her father had claimed that at its limit, it could outpace a peak Profound-tier martial artist. Yet, when she turned to look back, her heart shattered: Judas was already a yard behind her, grinning with its green eyes fixed on her in mockery.

"Ah... no... don't kill me, please! I beg you... if you spare me, I will have my father provide you with countless living beings to devour. Please, don't kill me..."

Hu Cuishan’s body went limp as she knelt before Judas. Her frame trembled, tears streaming down her face as she gazed at Judas with pity-seeking, beautiful eyes. Anyone else might have found it impossible to strike.

Faced with her desperate pleas, Judas merely chuckled slyly, teasing the weeping woman: "I can spare you, but I want to enjoy your body first. If I can't vent the fire in my heart, don't blame me for being ungentlemanly!"

Hu Cuishan’s heart skipped a beat, but the thought of survival overrode everything. Her expression shifted with uncanny speed, turning from tear-streaked misery to a seductive, enchanting allure. "As long as you don't kill me, I will do anything. If you like my body, you can have it whenever you wish!" She had abandoned all shame; she was a woman of loose morals, and having been with countless men on Blazing Island, she felt no attachment to her own body. In fact, she felt a perverse anticipation—having grown tired of men and spirit beasts, the Formless Shadow Demon was a new challenge.

She wiped away her tears, gave a charming smile, and shed her garments one by one. In an instant, a fair, delicate body lay exposed before Judas, posing provocatively on the bird’s back.

In the distance, Leng Tian nearly spat out his wine. He coughed and shouted at Judas: "Stop messing around! She’s Li Dongqing’s wife. Finish her off and get back here immediately!" He feared Judas might actually do something to dishonor Li Dongqing. If he laid a hand on the man's nominal wife, it would be a betrayal of their friendship.

Judas shuddered. It had only meant to toy with her, never expecting her to be so eager. Besides, it lacked the physiological equipment of a human; even if it wanted to, it couldn't. To it, a human woman, no matter how beautiful, was far less nourishing than the soul of a sow.

"My lord, please don't kill me, I am yours..." Hu Cuishan panicked as she heard Leng Tian’s command. She didn't know the relationship between the demon and the man, but she knew who held the power of life and death. She flushed like a ripe peach, displaying a rapid shift in her psyche.

Judas cast a look of disgust at the pale, soft flesh on the bird’s back. "The beauty of human women holds no appetite for me! You know I’m not equipped for this, yet you seduce me so blatantly? Go to hell!"

It pounced viciously. "Ah!" Hu Cuishan screamed, her terror so absolute that she lost control of her bladder. With a single slap, Judas knocked her unconscious. It then dove into the three-headed bird; the creature struggled for a moment before its three heads went limp, plummeting from the sky. They slammed into the thick snow, leaving only the unclothed Hu Cuishan exposed.

Judas returned, patting its belly and burping. As it landed on the dragon, Leng Tian kicked it into the air. It landed perfectly beside Hu Cuishan. "A perfect match," Leng Tian remarked coldly.

Judas spat out snow and, in a fit of pique, kicked Hu Cuishan’s rounded backside before chasing after Leng Tian. Unknown to the unconscious woman, the imprint left by Judas’s kick on her skin read: "Sow."

Back on the dragon, Judas dissolved into a wisp of smoke and entered Leng Tian’s brow to digest the soul it had consumed. Leng Tian felt a sense of satisfaction at the mark; he only regretted not adding "I am" to it, making it "I am a sow." He felt a lingering injustice for Li Dongqing—a brilliant array master nearly ruined by such a shameless woman.

He checked on Li Dongqing within his Purgatory realm, finding the man focused and tranquil, studying his arrays beneath a tree, completely undisturbed. Leng Tian smiled and ordered Max to accelerate toward the east. He had spared Hu Cuishan only so that one day, Li Dongqing could execute her himself.

The golden dragon streaked across the sky like a meteor, vanishing into the distance. Snow fell in heavy flakes. Without clothes, Hu Cuishan’s body temperature began to plummet; were it not for her internal energy, she would have frozen to death within minutes.

An hour later, two beams of light descended from the direction of Blazing Island—the island master, Hu Batian, and the grand elder, Hu Zhenyuan. They had come because their messages to Hu Cuishan went unanswered. Upon finding her buried in the snow, the two powerful figures were struck with shock, their faces turning grim as they realized their kin and the elder had been slain.