(PS: This chapter is 2545 words, it's a bit pricey.)
"I finally understand why Blood Kill specifically named Ling Ying to be brought back. If correct, Ling Ying's other identity should be the Saintess!"
Poison Rose finished speaking, even she was surprised.
She looked closely at Ling Ying, her heart growing more shocked.
The Ling Ying in front of her is her slave; she personally nurtured Ling Ying, turning her into an assassin for the Dark Organization.
And in the past five years, she has favored Ling Ying countless times.
Even wanted to engage in Dual Cultivation with Ling Ying.
But who could have thought, Ling Ying would actually be the Saintess of the Dark Organization?
"Oh? So you're saying Blood Kill also asked you to bring Ling Ying back?"
Yang Tian frowned.
Blood Kill is the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Department of the Dark Organization. Even Blood Kill says Ling Ying is the Saintess?
So, Ling Ying is really the Saintess of the Dark Organization?
"That's right. Blood Kill specifically named me to bring Ling Ying back and said Ling Ying has another important identity!"
Poison Rose said.
"Is that so?"
Ling Ying fell silent, suddenly feeling a little panicked inside.
Could it be, she really is the Saintess of the Dark Organization?
"Ling Ying, now you know your worth, right? Come back with me immediately!"
Poison Rose said, trying to take Ling Ying away.
Ling Ying is just an ordinary girl, how could she be a match for Poison Rose? Ling Ying struggled for a long time but couldn't break free from Poison Rose's grasp, and Poison Rose's hand activated Spiritual Breath, slapping down, making Ling Ying's body weary.
Whoosh!
Poison Rose seized Ling Ying, about to leave.
"Yang, save me..."
Ling Ying couldn't move, but she was still able to cry out for help.
Yang Tian flickered, the next second already blocking Poison Rose's path.
"Yang Tian, do you have a death wish? Get out of my way immediately!"
Poison Rose shouted coldly.
"Poison Rose, you are not my match. The one who should leave is you!"
Yang Tian said seriously.
But upon hearing this, Poison Rose sneered repeatedly: "Yang Tian, who would have thought you would be so arrogant? Fine, today I'll make you regret it!"
Poison Rose let go of Ling Ying, waved her hand, suddenly, countless leaves flew all around.
The leaves were originally an aged yellow, but as they floated down, they looked as if they had been dyed red.
"These leaves..."
Yang Tian looked up, feeling a sense of intense killing.
Almost the next second, all the leaves boiled, transforming into sharp blades, whoosh, whoosh sounds echoed, aiming to strike Yang Tian.
"Fairy Scattering Flowers!"
Poison Rose shouted elegantly, instantly all the leaves boiled.
This mass of leaves fiercely attacked Yang Tian.
At this moment, Yang Tian felt a life-threatening attack.
This was Poison Rose's Martial Techniques!
Yang Tian was also an Ancient Martial Artist, but he had never practiced Martial Techniques, so when Poison Rose unleashed her Martial Techniques, Yang Tian didn't hesitate much.
He drew the Holy Sword, all his inner Spiritual Breath boiling.
Suddenly, he slashed fiercely.
Boom!
The Holy Sword slashed, splitting Poison Rose's Fairy Scattering Flowers in half, Yang Tian flashed forward, retreating.
"What's happening? You can actually dodge my attack!"
Poison Rose exclaimed.
She looked closely at Yang Tian, the next second she felt something, asked deeply: "Yang Tian, your cultivation seems to have strengthened. I remember you were just at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm before, but now, it's clear you've broken into the Fetus Refining Realm!"
"That's right, Poison Rose, you've noticed!"
Yang Tian smiled, moved forward, his inner Spiritual Breath gathering at his palm, slashing fiercely at Poison Rose.
Bang!
A strong surge of Spiritual Breath exploded.
Despite being Poison Rose, she was forced back six or seven steps by Yang Tian's heavy Spiritual Breath before she barely stood firm.
She looked up at Yang Tian: "Even though you haven't practiced Martial Techniques, you exist in the Fetus Refining Realm, indeed you have a powerful arrogance!"
"I don't want to kill, you can leave now!"
Yang Tian said coldly.
Poison Rose glanced at Yang Tian, finally nodded, let go of Ling Ying, her figure flashed, and she left swiftly, disappearing in no time.
"Ling Ying..."
Yang Tian stepped forward, wanting to help Ling Ying up.
Ling Ying was frightened, and with a crack, she threw herself into Yang Tian's arms, holding him tightly: "Yang, Poison Rose is ruthless..."
"I've already driven her off. If she dares to come again, I have the power to blast her away!"
Yang Tian said firmly.
"That's good..."
In Yang Tian's arms, Ling Ying quietly calmed down.
...
Meanwhile, in the depths of the woods.
Poison Rose landed on the ground, opened her peach blossom lips, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
She wiped the blood off the corner of her mouth with her hand, a hint of murderous intent flashing in her eyes: "This Yang Tian has indeed grown stronger..."
"Poison Rose, how is the task going?"
A cold voice came from the cave ahead.
Poison Rose quickly dashed inside the cave and immediately said respectfully: "Reporting to the Blood Killing Hall Master, I followed your instructions and sought out Ling Ying, but due to Yang Tian's interference, I couldn't bring Ling Ying back!"
"Then the task is a failure!"
Suddenly, Blood Kill opened his eyes.
A suppressive atmosphere surged, causing Poison Rose's face to turn pale, making her instinctively retreat a step.
"Although the task was not completed, I have already investigated thoroughly..." Poison Rose hurriedly said: "Ling Ying, if I'm not mistaken, should be the Saintess, and beside her, besides Yang Tian, there's also an elder protecting her!"
"Oh?"
Blood Kill stopped aiming his lethal intent at her, coldly staring at Poison Rose: "You're saying that besides this useless Yang Tian, other elders are also protecting Ling Ying?"
"Correct!"
Poison Rose nodded.
But in her heart, she was secretly surprised: Could it be that Ling Ying really is the Saintess?
"Good! There's nothing more for you here, you can leave now."
Blood Kill stood up and walked outside the cave.
"Hall Master, may I ask, is Ling Ying truly the Saintess?"
Suddenly, Poison Rose asked a question.
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Poison Rose's eyes.
"Hall Master, please don't misunderstand, I'm just very curious. After all, our Saintess is still studying in the United States, so how could she be..."
Poison Rose quickly explained.
"If it's not meant to be asked, don't ask, or else you won't know how you died!" Blood Kill paused, then added: "You are not wrong, our Saintess is indeed studying in the United States, but she has already returned, and she's already over here, wanting to take the Holy Sword back..."
"Hall Master, are you saying that the Saintess has already returned?"
A hint of anticipation flashed in Poison Rose's eyes.
She wondered if the real Saintess would, upon meeting Ling Ying, also see her as Blood Kill suggested, recognizing Ling Ying as the Saintess.
Moreover, most importantly, with the appearance of the real Saintess, they could determine whether Ling Ying was truly the Saintess or not.
...
At this moment, Yang Tian and Ling Ying returned to the hotel, urgently calling everyone to continue their journey.
He knew very well that once Poison Rose returned, she would soon bring people from the Dark Organization to attack.
If not leave now, then when?
"Daughter, you're leaving so soon?"
Huang Yili and Ling Youcai hurriedly came out.
"Yes, we need to leave here!"
Ling Ying nodded.
"We don't have to flee with Yang Tian for our lives, this is Yang Tian's matter. Daughter, come home with us, we'll be absolutely safe, or if you don't want to go home with us, you can come to a place unknown to the Dark Organization..."
Huang Yili held Ling Ying's hands tightly, pleading.
Ling Ying hesitated.
"You have no right to take Ling Ying away!"
At that moment, a cold voice sounded, and the old witch came in.
"It's you again, old witch..."
Huang Yili's face changed immediately, and she rushed at the old witch.
Bam!
The old witch struck with one palm, and just one palm shattered Huang Yili, blood splattered, flesh flew everywhere; just one hit, and Huang Yili was turned into a blood pulp.
"Mom..."
Ling Ying's face changed, she couldn't believe the old witch immediately and effortlessly blasted her mother away.
"Old witch, did you just kill?"
A hint of murder flashed in Yang Tian's eyes, he drew the Holy Sword and rushed forward, prepared to directly confront the old witch.
But at this moment, the old witch coldly said: "Yang Tian, stop, these two are not Ling Ying's biological parents, Ling Ying's real parents are elsewhere!"
"Oh?"