At this moment, General Quinn Ba was gripped by extreme terror. He had no idea who the man chasing him was, but he knew one thing: he couldn't stop. If he stopped, he'd die without a trace.
In his heart, he had always believed that his master, Old Man Goldstone, was the strongest in the world.
But with just a single sword strike, that man killed his master—the one he thought was the strongest under heaven.
His six senior brothers and sisters were all far stronger than him, yet they could only hold that man off for half a moment. Now he could smell death in the air, but he refused to accept it—he had a bright future ahead, and his parents’ murder had yet to be avenged. He didn’t want to die.
With all these thoughts swirling in his mind, he pushed the energy inside his body to its absolute limit.
Suddenly, his body came to a halt—there was nowhere left to run. Staring at the endless abyss below the cliff, despair crept across his face.
At the same time, Ian Song appeared just a few meters behind him.
Looking at the cliff just a few meters away, Ian didn’t think he had the win in the bag yet. After all, in stories like this, the protagonist often survives a cliff jump and even gets a lucky encounter.
"Who the hell are you? I’ve got no grudge with you—why are you trying to kill me?" Quinn Ba suddenly spun around, glaring at Ian with resentment.
"My name is Ian Song. You’ve probably heard of me," Ian replied slowly.
"Grand General of the Qi Kingdom." Quinn Ba froze for a moment, then gave a bitter laugh. "So it’s you. When people compared me to you, I always thought I wasn’t any worse. Now I see I’m far behind!"
Ian smiled. "So, are you ready to die?"
"Dream on if you think you can kill me!" Quinn Ba sneered at Ian, then suddenly leapt off—diving straight into the abyss below the cliff.
If you think jumping off a cliff will let you escape death, keep dreaming!
A cold glint flashed in Ian’s eyes, and his bronze flying sword shot out from his brow once more.
Swish! Swish!
A flash of green light—Quinn Ba’s brow and heart were pierced in quick succession.
Ian was certain that even the luck of a ‘son of the plane’ had its limits. No one could survive with both their brain and heart pierced.
But as he watched Quinn Ba’s body fall toward the depths below, Ian couldn’t shake a faint sense of unease.
Thinking of this, he formed a sword seal. Instantly, the bronze sword swelled tenfold, and with a flicker, Ian landed atop it.
Sword flight was incredibly fast, but it burned through true essence at an alarming rate. With his current cultivation, Ian could only keep flying for about seven minutes before draining himself completely.
With a thought, Ian controlled the flying sword to follow Quinn Ba’s body as it dropped straight down, while also activating Clairvoyant Vision to peer into the depths of the abyss.
The entire chasm was shrouded in thick mist. Even in broad daylight, it was hard to see—but that couldn’t block Ian’s Clairvoyant Vision.
The abyss wasn’t actually that deep—maybe two thousand meters or so. Scanning it with Clairvoyant Vision, Ian found nothing unusual at the bottom.
"Looks like I was just being paranoid!"
Just as Ian was about to command the sword to fly back up the cliff, a jet-black radiance shot out from a cave in the cliff wall, coiling around Quinn Ba’s corpse and yanking it inside before Ian could react.
Ian froze, then cursed out loud. Heaven really did favor the ‘son of the plane’ too much! Good thing he’d followed down here—otherwise, that brat might actually come back to life. But now that Ian was here, there was no way he’d let that happen.
With another thought, Ian guided the flying sword to land at the edge of the cave entrance on the cliff wall.
He looked inside the cave.
The cave wasn’t pitch-black—in fact, it glowed with an eerie red light. In the center was a blood pool, and Quinn Ba’s body was soaking in it. To Ian’s surprise, his Clairvoyant Vision revealed that Quinn Ba’s corpse was rapidly absorbing energy from the pool. His scattered life force was starting to condense again. At this rate, he’d be alive and kicking within a day.
“What is this blood pool? It can actually bring the dead back to life?”
With doubt in his heart, Ian Song stepped deeper into the cave. To his surprise, a blood-red barrier suddenly rose up, blocking his path.
“Break for me!”
The bronze flying sword shot out like a bolt of lightning, slamming into the blood-red barrier.
Ding!
With a light ring, the bronze flying sword was bounced away. Ian’s face darkened immediately.
“Again!”
With a low shout, the bronze flying sword soared up again, stabbing repeatedly at the blood-red barrier. But to Ian’s disappointment, it still didn’t budge an inch.
“Damn it!”
Cursing, Ian withdrew the bronze flying sword, hesitating whether to use his last Golden Core Sword-Energy.
But he wasn’t sure if this Golden Core Sword-Energy could really break the barrier.
No, I have to try no matter what! I can’t give up at the very last step after coming this far!
With his mind made up, Ian took out the jade bracelet that stored the Golden Core Sword-Energy, feeling a pang of regret—this was his final life-saving trump card. Once used, it would be gone forever.
Forget it. If even Golden Core Sword-Energy can’t break this barrier, then Quinn Ba deserves to live!
With a soft sigh, Ian connected with the Sword-Energy in the jade bracelet.
Boom!
A surge of unparalleled, overwhelming golden sword energy erupted from the jade bracelet.
“Break for me!”
With a single thought, the Sword-Energy crashed into the blood-red barrier.
Crack!
Heaven rewards the diligent—under the impact of Golden Core Sword-Energy, the blood-red barrier finally collapsed.
With the barrier broken, nothing could stop Ian anymore. In a flicker, he entered the cave, reached out, and hauled Quinn Ba’s body out of the blood pool.
Away from the blood pool, the vitality that had just reformed inside Quinn Ba’s body collapsed instantly.
Seeing this, Ian couldn’t help but show a satisfied smile. “Now there’s no way you’ll come back to life!”
Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing the hidden mission: Slay the Son of the Plane. System rewards: 300 million Fame Points!
The cold system notification sounded in Ian’s ear, making him overjoyed.
But just then, the system prompt sounded again: “Host has met the conditions to leave this world. Do you wish to return?”
Hearing this, Ian was stunned for a moment. Should he return?
But then he thought of his unborn son at home, and his heart softened. He asked, “System, if I refuse to return this time, when can I return?”
After completing three missions.
Ian breathed a sigh of relief. He had already completed two missions, and the task of winning the hearts of two out of four great beauties was halfway done. Winning over one more beauty wouldn’t be difficult, so he’d already made up his mind.
System, I’m not returning for now!
Upon hearing Ian’s answer, the system gave no further prompts. Ian ignored the system and turned his gaze to the blood pool.