After scrutinizing Ning Rongrong, Nightingale's alluring gaze turned to Ye Tian.
Her red lips curved slightly upward, and she licked them gently, saying, "Such a handsome face."
Ye Tian's expression remained calm as ever.
Unperturbed, everything was within his grasp.
He casually looked at the veiled woman in front of him and smiled faintly. "There's a familiar aura about you—bloodthirsty energy."
Hearing this, Nightingale's expression shifted.
Bloodthirsty energy was a hallmark of evil soul masters, impossible to purge. However, given her Soul Douluo level strength, unless facing a similarly powerful spiritual-type expert, it should have been undetectable.
How could this young man, who showed no signs of soul power, see through her?
"You know my identity?" Nightingale asked warily.
"I don't," Ye Tian shook his head, "but I know you're an evil soul master."
This revelation shocked Nightingale. Could this boy's nose be that of a dog? He even sniffed this out!
The young man's behavior intrigued Nightingale. For a long time, she had wanted to overcome her thirst for blood but lacked the means. This knowledgeable young man might be a breakthrough.
Her smile turned sinister as she stared at Ye Tian's face. "Interesting."
At that moment, Sword Douluo approached at high speed.
"Assassin, don't even think of escaping!"
Feeling the immense presence of a Super Douluo, Nightingale's expression tightened.
She hadn't anticipated facing such an opponent during this operation.
As she activated her soul power, ripples formed around her body, gradually concealing her figure in the air.
At the same time, her pale hands reached toward Ning Rongrong and Ye Tian.
Her cold, eerie voice echoed:
"Gao Yao, you didn't tell me there was a Super Douluo among our enemies.
So our contract is void. Goodbye."
Hearing this, Gao Yao panicked and screamed:
"Nightingale, no! Lady Nightingale! I hired you! You can't abandon me!"
But Nightingale didn't respond.
By this time, Sword Douluo had reached Gao Yao.
With the Seven Kill Sword in hand, he didn't give Gao Yao a chance to react. With one strike, Gao Yao's head fell.
"No…" Gao Yao's final expression was one of disbelief.
"Sect Master, are you alright?" Sword Douluo asked Ning Fengzhi with concern.
Ning Fengzhi's expression was heavy. "Forget about me. One of their Soul Douluos has taken Rongrong! Quickly, save her!"
Rongrong was his only beloved daughter. Nothing must happen to her!
Sword Douluo clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "Dare to lay hands on Rongrong? I'll make sure they never return!"
As the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's guardian, Sword Douluo doted on Ning Rongrong like a granddaughter. Whoever dared harm her had touched his reverse scale!
With that declaration, Sword Douluo leapt into the air. Using his soul power, he projected his voice in all directions:
"Come out if you dare! Hiding won't save you!"
The purpose of this soul-powered shout wasn't to appeal to the enemy's conscience but to probe their location.
At his level, Sword Douluo's spiritual sense was incredibly sharp.
The moment his voice spread out, a soul power echo came from 300 meters east.
In the next moment, Nightingale's concealment 300 meters away was nullified, shocking her.
From afar, Sword Douluo smirked. "Parlor tricks, daring to show off before me?"
"Hand over my granddaughter now!"
Hearing this, Nightingale glanced regretfully at Ye Tian in her grasp and smiled seductively.
"Looks like you're not that important. Why not join me instead? You'll live a life of luxury with me."
She added suggestively, "I smell good too."
Ye Tian: "..."
Such blatant advances? He couldn't handle this.
"No thanks."
Suspended mid-air, Ye Tian showed no panic, shrugging and declining her offer gracefully.
Nightingale chuckled seductively. She never let someone she fancied slip through her grasp.
Nearby, Ning Rongrong, with reddened eyes, struggled desperately. However, as a support-type soul master, she couldn't pose a real threat to Nightingale, a Soul Douluo.
Glancing back at Sword Douluo, Nightingale showed regret as she eyed Ning Rongrong.
"Such a delicacy. A shame I can't savor it."
Knowing that withholding Ning Rongrong would ensure Sword Douluo's relentless pursuit, she had already decided.
Nightingale shrieked sharply, "Hey, old man! Catch if you can!"
"Sixth Soul Skill: Flying Wings!"
"Don't say I didn't warn you. My skill explodes. If you're too slow, your precious girl might not survive!"
As she spoke, transparent hawk wings grew from Ning Rongrong's back.
With a swish, the wings carried Ning Rongrong into the sky.
Seizing the opportunity, Nightingale fled in the opposite direction at top speed.
"Rongrong!" Sword Douluo cried out, horrified. He abandoned the chase for Nightingale and accelerated toward Ning Rongrong.
Meanwhile, as Nightingale fled, she didn't forget to tease Ye Tian, her voice dripping with allure.
"Little master, now it's just the two of us."
"Is that so?" Ye Tian chuckled softly.
Although Nightingale couldn't sense any danger from him, his smile heightened her unease.
Under the veil, her crimson pupils narrowed slightly. "You have a backup plan?"
Ye Tian spread his hands and smiled lightly. "Well, life's unpredictable. Who wouldn't have a few tricks up their sleeve?"
With a snap of his fingers, four or five shadowy figures emerged from the nearby bushes, each wielding strange, standardized weapons.
Seeing this, Nightingale smirked.
"Do you think these lackeys can kill me? You must be dreaming."
Ye Tian replied honestly, "They can't kill you. But stopping you is enough."
Nightingale's expression darkened, her grip tightening.
"Are you still hoping that sword-wielding Douluo will save you? I can kill you at any moment!"
"You can," Ye Tian admitted, his calm gaze fixed on her veiled eyes.
"But you won't, Black Veil Emissary—Miss Nightingale."
He understood her abilities and her peculiar thirst for blood, deducing that she was one of the companions of the King of Slaughter, the Black Veil Emissary Nightingale!
(Chapter ends.)
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