Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 205 - 173: The Fallen Genius!

Chapter 205: Chapter 173: The Fallen Genius!

Because Pei Yuanjing had refined the Immortal Slaying Sword into his life-bound magical instrument, the sword had long recognized him as its master. Although Pei Yuanjing did not make a move, he was constantly struggling with Li Ping’an for control of the Immortal Slaying Sword with his strong willpower.

Therefore, in order to get the Immortal Slaying Sword into his hands sooner and fearing unexpected complications, Li Ping’an immediately directed the Hundred Plays Steel Rod with his other hand and sent it flying out.

The flying Hundred Plays Steel Rod just happened to stab into Pei Yuanjing’s thigh, then flew back again.

"Ah!"

Taking advantage of Pei Yuanjing’s renewed screams, as his will slackened and his attention shifted, Li Ping’an successfully took control of the Immortal Slaying Sword and it flew into his hands. He immediately looked down at the sword in his hands and praised it:

"Although I cannot see the intricacies of this Immortal Slaying Sword, just by its name and the power it has to annihilate spells, it is definitely a fine sword!"

After Li Ping’an’s praise, fearing that the Immortal Slaying Sword would be taken back under Pei Yuanjing’s control, he immediately stored the sword in the storage gourd. He then lowered his face and commanded the Dragon King of the Jing River in a low voice:

"Old Dragon King, you may now kill him completely!"

"As you command, Immortal!"

With a thunderous roar, seeing that the severely injured Pei Yuanjing had nowhere to hide, the Dragon King of the Jing River merely cast a Thunder Technique. Everyone saw a bolt of lightning strike down towards Pei Yuanjing, who lay motionless on the ground.

"Li Ping’an, do you truly wish to bear all the blame? Think carefully!"

In his desperation to survive, the about-to-be-struck-dead Pei Yuanjing suddenly tried provoking Li Ping’an, hoping to sway his fate by chance.

"You beast, still threatening me at the brink of death! Old Dragon King, hold back, I want to kill him with my own hands!"

Li Ping’an tapped the neck of the Dragon King of the Jing River lightly with the Hundred Plays Steel Rod. With a slight pinch of his dragon claw, everyone saw the lightning bolt that was about to strike Pei Yuanjing suddenly suspended above his head.

"To control the Thunder Technique to such a degree, it shows just how formidable the Dragon King of the Jing River’s Thunder Technique is! I must cultivate my Thunder Technique to this level in the future!"

After silently praising, Li Ping’an immediately took control of the Dragon King of the Jing River, flew in front of Pei Yuanjing, and raised the Hundred Plays Steel Rod high, ready to shatter Pei Yuanjing’s head:

"The world’s second talent? Hmpf! Say your goodbyes to this world!"

Pei Yuanjing, in order to save his own life, had deliberately provoked Li Ping’an, and since Li Ping’an had ordered the Dragon King of the Jing River to stop, it indicated that there was still room for negotiation, albeit at a price.

Seeing through this, Pei Yuanjing urgently cried out again just as Li Ping’an was about to strike:

"Immortal Li, if you don’t kill me, I can not only give you the Immortal Slaying Sword but also take on all the blame, including the death of Cen Fuda!"

Mahaparinirvana, who had been lurking in the distance, immediately rushed over to Li Ping’an and urged:

"Young brother, don’t listen to his deceitful words! Kill him first then speak!"

"This..."

Faced with Pei Yuanjing’s tempting offer, Li Ping’an fell into hesitation.

If he did not need to continue his search for Zixia in Chang’an City, he would not have had so many concerns.

But now that Cen Fuda was dead, if Cen Changjin, Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, learned of it, he would certainly pay any price to kill him.

Moreover, once Pei Yuanjing died, he could no longer make his case with the Flame Cloud Sect.

So once the news of Cen Fuda’s death and Pei Yuanjing’s death spread, Li Ping’an would be hunted by both the secular powers and the powers of the Daoist sects.

Previously cornered by Pei Yuanjing into a blind killing rage, Li Ping’an had not thought so much. But now that he had calmed down, he had to think carefully.

At this moment, Pei Yuanjing was but a fish on the chopping board for Li Ping’an, completely at his mercy, yet also a hot potato. Killing him would offend both the secular and the Daoist forces, but not killing him, who knew whether Pei Yuanjing would renege after being spared?

"I now fucking realize why you killed all of Cen Fuda’s group just now, waiting here for me!"

Li Ping’an, caught between a rock and a hard place, cursed at Pei Yuanjing!

Pei Yuanjing showed a helpless, wry smile:

"Immortal Li, you flatter me, I didn’t plot that much."

"I killed Cen Fuda earlier on a whim, never dreaming my unplanned act would inadvertently hold sway over Immortal Li. However, I’m curious, there’s a saying ’you can run from the monk, but not from the temple.’ Since you belong to no sect nor follow any faction and live so freely, why are you so worried about offending others? Or could it be that you intend to establish your own sect in Chang’an and thus fear making enemies?"

"Beast, don’t try to wheedle information out of me!"

Li Ping’an cursed and then resumed his silent deliberation.

Pei Yuanjing, through this probing, saw Li Ping’an’s deep indecision and knew his guess about Li Ping’an’s secret had hit the mark. Guessing correctly meant surviving, and survival meant a chance for revenge—the chance to either forge his body anew or take over another’s, then reclaim the Immortal Slaying Sword and kill Li Ping’an in retribution!

"Li Ping’an, you’re not really going to spare Pei Yuanjing, are you?"

Xie Wenren, hiding in the shadows, couldn’t help becoming anxious. If Li Ping’an truly spared Pei Yuanjing, then his trip today would have been in vain!

Mahaparinirvana, seeing Li Ping’an dawdle like an indecisive woman, afraid of the wolf in front and the tiger behind even when it came to killing a man, immediately grew impatient and shouted:

"Brother, do you believe his lies or do you trust that I am the Tathagata Buddha? How could such a proud beast let go of his vengeance easily? If you can’t make the decision, then I’ll make it for you!"