Chapter 278: Ten Thousand Tribulations Love Threads, Immortal Venerable Ling Long

The dagger is revealed!

Jing Ke gripped the hilt of the dagger, and a bone-chilling, terrifying killing intent instantly filled the hall, sending shivers down people’s spines and making their hearts pound.

Jing Ke, originally a wandering swordsman, was known for his forthright nature, his chivalry, and his righteousness. He later became one of the leaders of the Mohist School and, under the secret machinations of various factions, was tasked with assassinating King Zheng of Qin.

The dagger in his hand was called Can Hong, a “dragon-slaying” sword forged by the mother of Master Xu, from the renowned sword-forging Xu family.

He had a unique technique: Five Steps Kill, said to be “unstoppable within five steps,” but no one had ever witnessed it firsthand.

Now, he was merely five steps away from Ying Zheng. As long as he struck, it would be a sure kill.

The court officials were stunned and speechless.

Some reacted quickly, wanting to step forward to protect the King, but they were too far away. They feared that Ying Zheng would be slain before they could reach him.

If anyone present wasn’t surprised, it was Gai Nie, who knew Jing Ke.

Gai Nie gripped his sword hilt, gazing at his former friend, his heart filled with conflict.

Boom!
A terrifying, sharp Qi, condensed from the killing intent, instantly formed an invisible, formless, unstoppable aura. Jing Ke, in a state of man-and-sword unity, lunged towards Ying Zheng like lightning.

Clang!
Gai Nie drew his sword, but before he could strike, a terrifying aura, like a landslide and earth-shattering, swept out like a monstrous wave.

Those nearby were blown off their feet by this aura. Jing Ke, bearing the brunt of it, was sent flying backward, vomiting blood as if struck by a speeding truck.

“How is this possible?”

Jing Ke’s eyes were filled with disbelief. He had anticipated being stopped by Gai Nie, but never expected to be severely injured by Ying Zheng’s aura.

Such martial arts were truly terrifying.

He was considered one of the world’s top assassins, possessing extraordinary martial arts skills on par with Gai Nie, yet he couldn’t even withstand a single move from Ying Zheng.

He suddenly recalled the legends surrounding Ying Zheng, rumors that he had become an immortal, with nine dragons circling him as he stood in the air.

However, many didn’t believe it. Even those who claimed to have witnessed it firsthand attributed it to illusions created by Yin-Yang School masters working for Ying Zheng.

But now, it seemed the legends weren’t baseless.

Ying Zheng might not have become an immortal.

Immortals and gods were, after all, legends.

But Ying Zheng’s martial arts had undoubtedly reached a realm unimaginable to most.

Terrifying!
Ying Zheng’s face remained impassive. Even when facing assassination, his expression didn’t change. Not only did he know about Jing Ke’s plan beforehand, but he also possessed absolute confidence in himself and the self-control of a true king.

A true king never reveals his emotions.

He remains unfazed even when a mountain crumbles before him.

Jing Ke had been subdued by skilled guards. The court officials cautiously observed Ying Zheng, though his expression remained unreadable.

But everyone knew that Ying Zheng must be furious and someone would have to pay the price.

Half an hour later.

The court session concluded.

Jing Ke was thrown into a death cell to be tortured. Xianyang, both inside and outside, was in turmoil. The officials who had received Jing Ke were all imprisoned.

Whether they were involved or not, they were all held accountable for their failure to prevent Jing Ke’s assassination attempt on Ying Zheng.

The Emperor’s wrath could bury millions.

While the Qin’s Moon World was in turmoil, in the Eternal Life World, countless worlds away, separated by an immeasurable distance…

…in the Primal Chaos Great World…

…Hua Tiandu, who had joined the chat group under the alias “Eternal Life Bane,” had clashed with the Child of Destiny, Fang Han, numerous times.

Hua Tiandu had the chat group’s support.

But he was the main antagonist.

Fang Han, as the reincarnation of the Eternal Life Gate’s artifact spirit in the Eternal Life World, wielded the power of destiny and held the home-court advantage.

He always managed to escape danger. Although Hua Tiandu occasionally won a few battles, he couldn’t defeat Fang Han, and might even be repelled by powerful figures summoned by Fang Han.

Since joining the chat group, Hua Tiandu had already taken his fiancée, Yan Shui Tian, and offered her to Zhou Chen, receiving treasures and resources in return, accelerating his growth.

At this moment…

…Fang Han, the protagonist of the Eternal Life World, was being attacked by powerful cultivators sent by the Tai Yi Sect, his life hanging by a thread.

“You’re courting death! Don’t push me. If you push me too far, I’ll go all out and perish together with you!”

Fang Han roared, plotting a poisonous scheme in his mind:

“Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to self-destruct my Golden Core? A Golden Core formed from ninety supernatural abilities, containing the Five Emperors Great Demonic Supernatural Ability, is incredibly terrifying. You should know that.”

As expected, this roar…
…caused the cultivators attacking Fang Han to hesitate.

If Fang Han’s Golden Core self-destructed, even they, with their power, would face utter destruction.

“Originally, Yan Shui （Tian） was supposed to be part of this ambush on Fang Han in the future. Although I sent her away, the general course of events hasn’t changed. I wonder if Immortal Venerable Ling Long will appear?”

Hua Tiandu secretly observed from the shadows, planning to target Immortal Venerable Ling Long while also wanting to witness the strength of Zhou Chen, the Master of Romance from the chat group.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred.

A heaven-shaking pressure descended from outside, instantly distorting space-time and shattering the formation.

Fang Han could even see the flesh-colored pillars outside crumbling one by one.

Even the Universe Talismans were shattered.

“You dare to ambush those bringing me birthday gifts? Tai Huang Tian, scheming against a junior like this is truly beneath you.”

A voice echoed inward.

“Immortal Venerable Ling Long!”

The cultivators attacking Fang Han trembled, like mice encountering a cat.

“She’s here!”

Hua Tiandu’s spirits lifted, his eyes gleaming. In the distance, the void was torn apart by an invisible force, and a beautiful young man emerged.

This beautiful youth, dressed in fine silk robes, was clearly a woman disguised as a man, yet possessed a natural grace.

Handsome and elegant, with a jade-like demeanor, carefree and unrestrained, traveling between countless worlds with a snap of his fingers.

As soon as this disguised beauty emerged, he looked at Fang Han and smiled faintly.

“So this is the renowned Immortal Venerable Ling Long, famed throughout the heavens and myriad worlds, in both the Immortal and Demonic Paths? The one even the Tai Yi Sect can’t touch, who established her own sect and stands undefeated?”

Fang Han could hardly believe his eyes. This graceful young man, this woman in disguise, was the supreme leader of a major sect!

This was completely different from the Immortal Venerable Ling Long he had imagined. With a wave of her hand, she effortlessly killed the three Tai Yi Sect experts attacking Fang Han, leaving Fang Han awestruck and his blood boiling.

“Immortal Venerable Ling Long, may you enjoy eternal immortal blessings, live as long as the heavens, reign for thousands of generations, and remain eternally immortal.”

Fang Han, witnessing Immortal Venerable Ling Long effortlessly crush the three experts, was deeply shaken. He composed himself and quickly stepped forward to pay his respects, showering her with flattery.

“No need for formalities. This isn’t my true body. My true body is in the depths of outer space, billions of miles away, visiting the Zuma Religion. I sensed that you, who were bringing me gifts, were in danger, so I plucked a hair, imbued it with a thousand years of cultivation, and traversed space-time to arrive. The form you see now is a manifestation of my hair. The thousand years of cultivation have been exhausted, and I’m about to revert to my original form.”

Immortal Venerable Ling Long waved her hand, her body becoming blurry, her energy fading. In the center remained a single long, black hair.

“What? A single hair possesses such power? This is too absurd!”

Fang Han’s heart skipped a beat. He had thought this beautiful young man, Immortal Venerable Ling Long, was a powerful avatar, but never expected it to be a manifestation of a single hair.

Truly formidable!
“This hair is actually Immortal Venerable Ling Long’s Ten Thousand Tribulations Love Thread.”

Hua Tiandu’s eyes flickered. He didn’t want Immortal Venerable Ling Long to get involved with Fang Han. Besides, such a beauty should naturally be offered to the Master of Romance.

In Fang Han’s early stages, Immortal Venerable Ling Long was a powerful ally for him.

He had to eliminate her.

Although Hua Tiandu had grown stronger, he was no match for Immortal Venerable Ling Long. He immediately sent a message to Zhou Chen, explaining the situation.

“Ten Thousand Tribulations Love Thread? Immortal Venerable Ling Long?”

Thoughts raced through Zhou Chen’s mind. The Eternal Life World was formed from Fang Han’s true body, the Eternal Life Gate, and contained numerous powerful figures.

Zhou Chen estimated their strength to be comparable to peak Ancestor Gods.

“It’s not advisable for my true body to act rashly now, but subduing Immortal Venerable Ling Long is simple. I’ll send an avatar to handle her and experience the Eternal Life World while I’m at it!”

With his decision made, Zhou Chen also created an avatar from a strand of his hair and sent it over.

At this time…

…Immortal Venerable Ling Long’s avatar finished speaking with Fang Han and completely dissipated, leaving only a single black hair that coiled towards Fang Han’s fingertip.

Hum!
A flash of light, and a figure appeared before Fang Han, emanating no aura. He stood there, yet seemed to be outside this world.

Visible, yet imperceptible, like a void.

Zhou Chen had arrived silently, using the Heaven Rank supernatural ability “Concealing One’s Tracks” to hide his presence, avoiding alerting any ancient figures.

He raised his fair, jade-like finger, and Immortal Venerable Ling Long’s black hair—the Ten Thousand Tribulations Love Thread—coiled around his middle finger.

Fang Han was stunned, staring at the figure that had suddenly appeared, his fury ignited.

He was always the one to snatch things from others.

Today, someone had snatched something from him!

“Who are you? This is the black hair gifted to me by Immortal Venerable Ling Long. How dare you snatch it?”

Fang Han felt like his chest was about to explode, his anger burning fiercely, his face contorted with rage.

If he didn’t sense danger from the figure before him, he would have already slapped him to death and refined him for consumption.

Even though he didn’t know the purpose of the black hair gifted by Immortal Venerable Ling Long, as the most powerful figure in the Primal Chaos Great World, her gift couldn’t be ordinary.
“This humble one is Hua Tiandu. Greetings, Great Immortal. May you enjoy eternal immortal blessings and an unbounded holy life!”

Hua Tiandu hastily stepped forward to pay his respects.

“It’s you! Hua Tiandu!”

Fang Han’s anger intensified. He suddenly understood. It was Hua Tiandu’s doing!

He had somehow brought a powerful figure to snatch the black hair gifted by Immortal Venerable Ling Long.

“Junior Brother Fang, you can’t handle this Ten Thousand Tribulations Love Thread of Immortal Venerable Ling Long. Possessing such a treasure will only bring you trouble. It’s more fitting for the Great Immortal!”

Hua Tiandu was ecstatic. The more Fang Han suffered, the happier he was.

“Ten Thousand Tribulations Love Thread?”

Although Fang Han didn’t understand, the name sounded impressive and extraordinary. He felt even more frustrated and his anger surged.

Zhou Chen calmly examined the black hair coiled around his middle finger.

This single strand of hair shimmered faintly, as soft and lingering as silk. Coiled around his fingertip, it evoked a sense of comfort, like being amidst the misty rain of Jiangnan, a dreamlike world. It also gave him a feeling of cleansing worldly impurities, of constantly pursuing the Great Dao.

Then, Zhou Chen looked at Fang Han and smiled faintly:
“Fellow Daoist Fang, this Ten Thousand Tribulations Love Thread of Immortal Venerable Ling Long, coiled around the fingertip, is destined to be entangled in ten thousand love tribulations, leading to an eternity of suffering. You’re too young to handle it.”

“As the saying goes: ‘If I don’t go to hell, who will?’ I’ll bear this tribulation for you. No need for thanks!”

Fang Han clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.

Shameless.

Utterly shameless.

How could someone be so brazenly shameless?

But he didn’t dare to lash out.

This person was clearly with Hua Tiandu, and Hua Tiandu’s deference indicated his formidable strength.

Especially since he dared to snatch the Ten Thousand Tribulations Love Thread from Immortal Venerable Ling Long, it meant he wasn’t afraid of her. Even if he wasn’t her match, he must be a powerful figure of the same level.

Definitely not someone he could currently deal with.

Hum!
At that moment, an immense and boundless power descended from the distant starry sky.

Zhou Chen raised his head, a smirk playing on his lips.

Immortal Venerable Ling Long had arrived!

Fang Han also sensed her arrival, his eyes brightening.

It was like a child who had been bullied, feeling wronged and helpless, suddenly seeing their parent arrive, filled with joy and excitement.

His powerful ally was here.

Although he didn’t know who Zhou Chen was, Immortal Venerable Ling Long was the most powerful figure in the Primal Chaos Great World. She must be stronger than Zhou Chen.

Boom!
An extremely bright ray of light, piercing through from the depths of the distant starry sky, landed above them. It transformed into a figure of a woman dressed in white as pure as snow, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall.

She seemed to embody all the grace and dignity in the world, possessing an astonishing charm. Rings of light emanated from her body, radiating an awe-inspiring majesty, her power permeating the depths of space-time.

“Who are you?”

Immortal Venerable Ling Long’s waterfall of black hair fluttered in the air without a breeze.

Time seemed to freeze around her. A majestic and oppressive force emanated from her, pressing down on Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen raised his hand, showing the Ten Thousand Tribulations Love Thread coiled around his middle finger, and smiled faintly:
“I am, of course, Immortal Venerable Ling Long’s man!”