The Villain Doesn’t Want To Get Entangled With the Beautiful Girl After Rebirth

14. Heavenly Punishment Curse

Wasn’t Zhao Yueqing always with Zhou Jianhu? Where was he?

Could he be dead?

That would be a cause for celebration.

Lin Nuo quickly glanced at his Xuan Disk.

It was blacked out.

Well, he had anticipated this; after all, the Demon Refining Sect wasn’t foolish. They must have considered the possibility of his Xuan Disk being stolen. Now, seeing several of his companions vanished, the disk was ineffective.

No matter, he was sure of Su Kexin’s evacuation route. Taking a shortcut would definitely catch up.

“Brother Lin Nuo, it’s dangerous here, you must go!”

Zhao Yueqing, while fighting the Demon Refining Sect disciples, shouted, already wounded in many places.

Go?

Are you joking? After coming from so far, you’re telling me to leave?

Lin Nuo ignored her, not taking a detour, charging straight into the crowd.

A second-stage Spirit Realm cultivator rashly entering was undoubtedly seeking death.

“Even if Brother is only at the second stage, he came to help me at the risk of his own life, I must protect him!”

Zhao Yueqing quickly repelled her opponent and moved to join Lin Nuo.

However, at that moment, a demon disciple launched a surprise attack, swinging a demonic palm, just inches away from Zhao Yueqing.

Oh no, it’s too fast, too late.

“Get out of the way.”

Just as Zhao Yueqing was about to be struck, Lin Nuo rushed forward and sent the demon flying with a punch.

He sped past Zhao Yueqing like the wind, continuing on his way.

The harrowing scene still echoed in Zhao Yueqing’s mind; had that palm strike hit her, death would have been certain.

But in the nick of time, Lin Nuo appeared and saved her.

“Senior Brother Lin Nuo…”

Zhao Yueqing had just come to her senses, but all she could see was Lin Nuo’s rapidly receding figure.

That direction… was where other sect disciples were battling the celestial dragon!

“Senior Brother Lin Nuo, it’s dangerous, don’t go!”

Lin Nuo wouldn’t listen to her, continuing his headlong rush. Even if the only path was blocked by the celestial dragon, he had no plans to detour.

The disciples who had fought the celestial dragon were all injured, retreating one after another.

“Don’t go, brother, that’s a celestial demon dragon. A group of us couldn’t defeat it, what can you do alone, a mere junior cultivator? You’re heading to your death!”

A kind-hearted Taoist tried to hold Lin Nuo back, earnestly persuading him.

Lin Nuo violently shook off the Taoist’s hand and kept charging forward.

“Refusing advice, seeking your own doom…”

The Taoist, helpless, had no choice but to lead the others away. The celestial demon dragon was simply too strong; their cultivation was far from enough to resist a celestial beast.

People kept retreating, but Lin Nuo continued to push against the tide.

The path was blocked; breaking through was indeed difficult. Even if he managed to break through, the dragon’s murderous nature was too strong; it would definitely pursue him, which would be troublesome.

So then…

“Brother, your aura seems to be around the third stage, you better leave now. This is no time to play the hero.”

Faced with the advice of the retreating cultivators, Lin Nuo paid them no heed.

The celestial demon dragon noticed the tiny Lin Nuo approaching, opened its massive maw, and let out a furious roar.

“Foolish human, you dare to come closer, your courage is commendable.”

The dragon spoke in a deep voice; celestial and higher beings could speak human language and also possessed human intellect.

Lin Nuo, undaunted by the danger, pulled out five talismans from his pocket, his lips curling into a cold smile:

“You can die now.”

“A mere second-stage cultivator dares to be so arrogant. Fine, I’ll grant you your wish today.”

The fierce dragon swiftly swung its claw, aiming a rapid strike at Lin Nuo’s position. Boom! A large hole exploded.

Lin Nuo deftly dodged, slapping a talisman on the dragon’s leg as he passed.

“Little monk, your talismans are useless against me.”

“Heh.”

The dragon thrall lifted its foot to step on Lin Nuo, but Lin Nuo nimbly dodged again, swiftly affixing talismans on the remaining three legs of the dragon thrall.

With a final burst of energy, he leaped onto the dragon thrall’s head.

“Proud human, you will pay for your arrogance!”

The dragon thrall raged, its powerful spiritual force surging through its body, heating up intensely as flames blazed fiercely on its forehead.

The last one.

Lin Nuo placed the final talisman, then quickly jumped down.

“Beast of Sin, Divine Punishment.”

Lin Nuo uttered the four words in a cold voice, and immediately, the sky roared with a thunderous boom, striking down a lightning bolt like a silver serpent, fiercely bombarding the dragon thrall’s position.

“This, this is, Divine Punishment sorcery…?!”

The dragon thrall was greatly surprised, and as a deafening explosion followed, the dragon thrall let out several ear-piercing cries of agony.

The five talismans emitted a brilliant white glow, the electric breath spreading throughout the dragon thrall’s body, causing rapid explosions in every part.

The once vigorous celestial dragon thrall suddenly lost its life force, its head falling to the ground as the gathered spiritual power dissipated.

“It’s over.”

Those were the sixth-grade talismans he brought from the Lin family, which could be used to cast sorcery when affixed to the opponent. The “Beast of Sin, Divine Punishment” was an advanced beast-destroying spell, demanding extremely high-quality talismans. Previously, one was enough for him, but now his body was weaker, and to deal with the celestial dragon thrall, he had to use all his talismans to compensate for the lack of spiritual power.

A single sixth-grade talisman was very expensive; this move, oh, this was a costly one.

Seeing that the dragon thrall no longer had a life force, Lin Nuo, swift as the wind, leaped over its body and continued on his way, disappearing from everyone’s sight.

Whether it was other sect monks or the demonic cult disciples, all were greatly astonished and could hardly believe it.

A celestial dragon thrall that so many people together couldn’t overcome was actually killed by a single monk with thunder?

“The dragon thrall is dead, retreat first, go back and report to the master!”

The black-clad demonic cult disciples saw that the situation was unfavorable and withdrew from the battlefield one after another.

The white fog in the jungle was still thick, and the monks, fearing a trick, dared not pursue.

Everyone’s gaze turned to the fallen black dragon thrall.

“What was that just now?! How was the dragon thrall killed by thunder?!”

“It seems like sorcery, who is that monk, to be able to use such profound sorcery?”

“His robe is similar to Miss Zhao’s, it seems he’s a monk from the Xuan Yun sect.”

Everyone’s eyes turned to Zhao Yueqing, who ran over to inquire about the situation.

“Miss Zhao, who is that brother, do you know him?”

“Ah, he’s a senior brother from my same sect, named Lin Nuo…” Faced with so many monks, Zhao Yueqing was somewhat embarrassed.

“What cultivation level is he at, to be able to slay a celestial dragon? He must be at least sixth order.”

Zhao Yueqing shook her head, “No, we’ve just completed the spiritual realm assessment at Xuan Yun Sect, and he’s second order…”

“Second order, how is that possible! That must be an advanced spell, for second order… No, as long as the talisman is good enough and one is skilled, even a second order can use it… Does Xuan Yun Sect teach advanced spells to second order disciples?”

Other sect disciples looked on with envy. If second order disciples were being taught advanced spells, they might as well switch sides.

“No, not at all… I don’t know why he can do it…”

Zhao Yueqing was baffled too. Xuan Yun Sect had spread the word that Lin Nuo was unlearned and only second order after five years, lacking spiritual roots, wasting resources, and so on, with no real achievements to his name.

But now, that Thunder Roar spell, it was indeed eerie.

Suddenly, Lin Nuo ran back from ahead.

“He’s back, we must properly thank him for saving our lives!”

The cultivators were overjoyed, about to express their gratitude, when unexpectedly, Lin Nuo leapt onto the corpse of the enslaved dragon, opened his palm, and a dark soul shard floated into his hand.

“Damn, forgot to pick up the loot.”

He quickly pocketed the celestial shard and whooshed away like the wind.

“…”

Everyone felt something was amiss.