Even the Slaughter City Has Its Moments

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Tang San suddenly understood why the Slaughter City felt so unexpectedly harmonious, harmonious to the point of feeling unreal, as if everyone was suppressing their true nature. It was all because of this fearsome figure keeping them in check.

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Meanwhile, Hu Liena had followed Ning Tian back to his room.

"In the two and a half years I've been here, you're the first person brave enough to enter my room," Ning Tian said, studying her intently. She was stunning, like an enchantress straight out of a legend. Clad in black, her once-short hair had grown long and was neatly tied back with a ribbon. Her figure was nearly perfect, and over the years, she had developed a mature, alluring aura. Her eyes, especially, shimmered with a captivating, almost otherworldly charm that could make anyone's heart race.

Hu Liena smiled, a playful edge to her voice. "I haven't broken any of your rules, Lord Insect Demon. What could you possibly do to a defenseless little lady like me? Besides, even if you tried something, I doubt I could stop you."

For a moment, she slipped into her old seductive demeanor, but this time, there was a hint of genuine feeling behind it.

Ning Tian stepped closer, his intentions unmistakable. "You said it, not me."

Hu Liena's eyes widened in surprise. 

"Wait, wait!" she exclaimed. "I came here to discuss something important."

Despite her words, she didn't push him away. She took a step back, but it felt more like an invitation than a retreat.

Ning Tian pressed forward, cornering her against the wall with a classic wall-slam. Hu Liena's heart pounded, her cheeks flushing as she stammered, "At least... take off your helmet first. Let me see your face."

Seeing he wasn't stopping, she added, "Even if you wear a half-mask like that short guy earlier, that's fine."

Ning Tian sighed inwardly. He turned away, hands clasped behind his back. "You haven't drunk that Bloody Mary, have you?"

Hu Liena blinked, thrown off by the sudden shift. "No, I haven't."

She had noticed Ning Tian never touched it, so she had followed his lead.

"Good. That stuff is poisoned. Even the air here is toxic, though it only stirs up your killing intent. The real danger lies in the Bloody Mary," Ning Tian explained.

Hu Liena nodded, realization dawning. "So that's why you always wear that black armor."

Circling back to her earlier question, she asked, "When we leave, will you take off your helmet and let me see your face?"

"If you make it out alive, maybe," Ning Tian replied, sensing her growing infatuation. He didn't mind admirers, as long as they admired him.

Hu Liena gazed at his flawless figure, even hidden beneath the armor, and her curiosity deepened. As she left, she called back, "For that, I'll definitely make it out alive."

After Hu Liena left, Ning Tian sat down to resume his cultivation.

Four days passed with Ning Tian secluded in his room. When he finally opened his eyes, his soul power smoothly broke through to level sixty-one.

When he stepped out of his room, Hu Liena was waiting for him. Together, they headed to the Hell Slaughter Arena to schedule their final matches.

Thanks to Ning Tian's purge of the degenerates, the arena staff were eager to see him gone. They quickly arranged for both his and Hu Liena's final matches to take place simultaneously in three days.

But before leaving, they were drawn to a match already in progress, featuring none other than Tang San. He wielded his hammer with ferocious skill, far surpassing his performance in the Soul Master Tournament. His opponent stood no chance; a single touch from his Clear Sky Hammer meant instant death or severe injury.

Hu Liena's eyes widened in surprise. "He's from the Clear Sky Sect?"

She shook her head, a hint of regret in her voice. "Too bad I didn't face him in the arena. I wouldn't mind eliminating a Clear Sky Sect remnant for the Spirit Hall."

As she spoke, Ning Tian lifted his helmet's visor, revealing his chiseled jawline, and popped a powerful laxative into his mouth. After resealing his helmet, he swiftly transferred the side effects to Tang San.

Hu Liena caught a glimpse of his face and froze, not because of the pill, but because of how strikingly handsome he was, even with just half his face visible. His features were sharp yet masculine, and she felt her heart skip a beat.

"What are you looking at?" Ning Tian asked, noticing her stare.

"N-nothing," she stammered, blushing. "I was just wondering what you took."

"A detox pill," he lied smoothly.

As they talked, the side effects hit Tang San. He clutched his stomach, and with a loud squelch, he soiled himself right there in the arena.

Hu Liena burst into laughter, unable to resist teasing, "Looks like it's not just Tang San. Other Clear Sky Sect disciples have a habit of... letting loose too."

Ning Tian nodded, a smirk hidden beneath his helmet.

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