Iron-Blooded Mercenary
42 Stealing the Heavens in Exchange for a Life

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Bang! Bang!

What was that sound? Is that the sound of my heartbeat? Am I not dead yet? 'Yes, I can't die yet. I want to slash down. I want to slash down. I want to knock her down…'

" Ah!" Ling Tian wanted to grab the sword in his hand, but the moment he moved, his entire body felt a piercing pain.

"Tian gege, Tian gege, are you awake?”Xingyu's cries of surprise and joy rang out in Ling Tian's heart.

Ling Tian opened his eyes with difficulty. He wanted to see this girl, the girl who had relied on him for the past four months. She was now his family, his little sister.

Xingyu's face gradually became clearer and clearer in Ling Tian's eyes. There were still tears on her face, but there was a blissful smile on it. A pair of watery eyes stared straight at him, as if afraid that Ling Tian would disappear without a trace.

Ling Tian clenched his right hand. He wanted to hold onto his Fury Slash and slash down, but he didn't have a sword in his hand.

"Child, you have already slashed down with that sword. You have also won.”An old voice sounded.

Was that so? Did he cut it down? Did he win? Ling Tian muttered to himself in his heart, thinking about how the sword had been slashed down and why he had no recollection of it.

Poseidon looked at the child and sighed in his heart. The first thing he did when he woke up was not to care about his injuries, but to think about the sword that had not been cut before he fainted. In other words, the sword that contained the power to destroy the world had been slashed by the sword itself under the drive of his fighting spirit and faith after he had fainted. Using his will to control the sword? He didn't expect his will to be so strong. Even a Golden Fighter's will couldn't do it.

This child was full of surprises. Not only was his vitality so tenacious, but his will had reached the realm of controlling a sword before he died. Poseidon smiled bitterly.

Poseidon was shocked, but he did not expect Ling Tian's next move to smash a huge rock into his heart, causing countless waves to rise.

" Steal the sky in exchange for a life." Poseidon felt his heart was in his throat. The frequency of his heart beating was beyond his tolerance. All the cells in his body were paralyzed at this moment, and the words sounded in his mind intermittently.

This was a lunatic, a complete lunatic! Looking at the faint layer of light on Ling Tian's body, and seeing how he was gritting his teeth in pain, he wanted to give him a few slaps and use his Ice Magic to wake him up.

"Master, what is stealing the sky in exchange for a life?”Evil Wolf didn't understand how a magus with his strong mental strength, firm will, and calm mind could lose his composure.

"Sigh! Stealing the Heavens in exchange for a life indeed had the ability to steal the heavens and the effect of exchanging a life. No matter how badly injured one was, they could recover completely after the spell ended. This spell was very simple. As long as one could sense the light elements and knew how to use it, one could use it.

However, how could the heavens be so easily stolen, and how could one's life be so easily exchanged? Heaven and earth had their own laws, and karma had its own cycle. Using heaven-defying abilities to heal him would give him ten years of lifespan.”

"Ten years of lifespan! It's too terrifying!"

"This isn't the scariest part. If you can recover in time during a war, it's equivalent to saving your life. It's better to lose ten years of your life than to lose it. The terrifying thing about this spell was that once it started, it could not be stopped. If the spell ended halfway, the life would end as well.”

"The release of magic will never stop. Could it be that a mage still can't persist?”

"When a person is seriously injured, their physical strength, mental strength, and telekinesis will all decrease. At this time, the test of casting magic on a mage will be much greater. Light Healing Spells could generally only heal wounds and stop blood from flowing out. Even the Level 9 Healing Spell, Emperor's Arrival, could only heal part of the blood vessels and meridians. Broken bones could only be gradually reconnected by one's own recovery ability. As a result, the light element could be easily absorbed by the human body, and the pain the injured person felt was not deep.

This heaven-defying magic started from the bone marrow, relying on the broken tendons and blocked blood vessels to absorb the light elements. A person's blood vessels and tendons were already extremely painful when they were blocked. Now, they still needed them to maintain the absorption of the light elements. It was equivalent to healing every inch of bone marrow, every meridian, and every blood vessel. They had to endure heart-wrenching pain. How many people in the world could withstand such pain for six hours?

The spell could not be interrupted for six hours. Once it was broken, the person would be finished. If an ordinary person could withstand half of the pain, they might faint. Even if they could withstand the pain, who could withstand the pain every second for six hours?”

"Yes, such a long period of pain is not something a human can withstand.”

"Actually, with his body's recovery ability, he should be able to recover after lying down for half a year, but I didn't expect him to go to such an extreme. What is he doing this for?"

"I'm afraid it's for the battle with the King of Mercenaries, Ding Tian.”After two months of running and chasing, Evil Wolf seemed to understand what kind of person Ling Tian was. The person who completely understands you is not necessarily your friend, but your enemy, because your enemy is studying you all the time, looking for the weakness in your thoughts and exploring the cracks in your heart.

"For the sake of this battle, he's willing to sacrifice ten years of his life and endure such pain. He's truly a lunatic. I now understand why you didn't run. He is indeed more terrifying than a magical beast of the ninth rank. Magical beasts of the ninth rank are powerful but not crazy.”Poseidon looked at him with pity. Evil Wolf had been chased by such a madman for two months. His life was indeed unimaginable.

"He is indeed a lunatic, but in the entire Fengyun Continent, he is probably the only lunatic like him. I am willing to die under his sword.”Evil Wolf said in a low voice.

Six hours was as short as a fleeting white horse to a person's life, but to Starrain, Poseidon, and Evil Wolf, it was so long that they could even see the slow pace of time in the air. Their hearts seemed to be wandering with time, instead of their bodies driving the blood circulation. Perhaps the highly nervous human body had already stopped the blood flow. They stared at Ling Tian's body without blinking, afraid that the light would dim and disappear in the blink of an eye.

When Ling Tian sat up, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fatigue. It was as if he would not have the strength to open them again. Every movement was shaky, and his voice was soft and unclear. Such a strong and unyielding person was tortured to such a state by pain. This pain was indeed not something that a human could bear.

"What…day is it now?"

"Tian gege, today is the 14th of December.”Starrain's eyes were filled with tears, and they were already red from crying.

"Yu 'er, don't…don't cry." Ling Tian's trembling hands caressed Xingyu's head. His movements were so slow that each movement seemed to consume all of his strength.

What a war maniac. The first thing he thought of when he woke up was the battle at Mercenary City. Evil Wolf and Poseidon sighed at the same time.

"You…you didn't run?" Ling Tian's tired eyes looked at Evil Wolf with a hint of praise.

"My life is yours. You can do whatever you want.”In Evil Wolf's eyes, this lifeless figure that had just struggled back from death seemed even taller and more imposing.

"Kill…or not?" His tone was cold and slow as he looked at Xingyu with a questioning gaze.

Starrain looked at the man before her. Evil Wolf's hair was now white, and his face was filled with desolation. His eyes were also gloomy. He looked haggard, pained, and lifeless. He no longer had the heroic spirit and bloodthirsty killing intent from before.

Xingyu's heart softened as she turned around to look at Ling Tian. Although her tears flowed down her face, she shook her head firmly.

Evil Wolf really wanted to cry, not because he was happy that he would not die. On the contrary, he was indeed moved by the kindness and sincerity of the little girl in front of him. It touched the heartstrings in his heart that had not moved for a long time. The soul that had been hidden in the darkness in the depths of his heart gradually appeared in the light again.

In the end, his tears still fell.

Poseidon Tong looked at Xingyu and Ling Tian with approval. These two children were still kind-hearted, and Ling Tian was not a pure murderer. It was just that he did not have the correct view of life.

Ling Tian nodded his head and closed his eyes. He did not say a word and laid down on the ground to rest.

Evil Wolf quietly retreated and wiped away his tears before preparing the carriage. He knew that Ling Tian needed to rush to Mercenary City to recover to his peak condition, so he needed to get a comfortable and spacious high-class carriage that was suitable for traveling. He had already made up his mind to follow this youth forever until the end of his life.

He knew that Evil Wolf no longer existed on the continent.

"Captain, I see Toblia City.”

"Yes, after passing through this city, we can return to Mercenary City in two days.”West Saks was also happy. After nearly half a year of wandering, how could he be considered home soon? The feeling of returning home was so excited, nervous, and excited.

"Captain, what do you think of the battle between my master and the gold warrior Siamon?”Little Dick asked worriedly.

"I don't know. There's no specific information.”Everyone in the Westwood Mercenary Group knew who Little Dick's master was. Some people even mocked him, saying that he was shamelessly shouting and was not shy at all. But little Dick neither refuted nor argued. He just called out to himself.

"With his current strength, he definitely has no chance of winning.”Cocus interrupted.

"Of course, nothing will happen!" Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice barged in. Then, they saw a burly young man holding a huge axe and walking over with a fierce aura. His entire person was like the giant axe in his hand, sharp, imposing, and aggressive.

"Who are you?" Sicax held his sword and stared at him warily.

"Are you all from the Westwood Mercenary Group?”

"That's right."

"You are the leader of the Westwood Mercenaries, Sisax?”

"Not bad."

"Where is the young man with the greatsword? Do you know?"

"And who are you?"

"I'm that young man's friend, oh no, disciple.”

"Disciple?" Sicarius's brain was short-circuited.

"He only has me as his disciple. When did he take you in?”This time, Little Dick was not happy. Someone actually came out of nowhere and snatched his master away from him.

"You are his disciple? Did he really accept you?" This young man was not angry at all. Instead, he was very happy.

"Of course!" Little Dick blushed, but he could only hold on.

"I didn't expect him to accept a disciple. Perhaps he will accept me as well.”the young man muttered.

The Westwood Mercenary Group was stunned. It turned out that it was another person who was fighting to become their master, causing them to have a false alarm.

"My name is Moore."

"Moore? Moore... Could it be that Parker City saved Star Rain's Moore? Moore from the Chaoyang Mercenary Group?" Cocus was surprised.

"Yes, I am. However, the Chaoyang Mercenary Group no longer existed.”Moore was a little sad.

"We don't know where he is either. How about this, you come back with us to Mercenary City. I believe he will definitely appear during the battle, and you will be able to see him then.”Sicasius suggested.

"Alright." Moore thought for a moment. It seemed that this was the only way.

"Hey! Moore, did he say he wanted to take you as his disciple?”Little Dick pulled a long face and asked seriously.

"Not really. However, since he guided me in my cultivation, I've long regarded him as my master.”

"What is it? Guide you in your cultivation?" This shocked little Dick.

Little Dick wasn't the only one who was shocked. Everyone else was also curious and surprised. How did this legendary genius youth cultivate to such a high level of strength? This was a mystery that had long been discussed on the continent. They didn't expect to meet someone who had received guidance from the mysterious young man. They couldn't help but be shocked.

"What level are you at now?"

"Silver rank. I broke through not long ago.”

"What level was he at before I met him?”

"High-level warrior."

"How long have you been cultivating?"

"More than four months."

"Four months? He could jump from a high-level warrior to a silver warrior in four months?”

Everyone was a little dizzy. What kind of concept was it to create a Silver Rank expert in four months? Although there were many Silver Fighters, they shouldn't be so cheap.

It was indeed very difficult for a Silver Fighter to break through. Those who could break through before the age of eighteen were all extremely talented and had extraordinary aptitude. There were very few people like this, and those who could break through before the age of fifteen could be called geniuses that were rare in a hundred years.

Could four months really create a Silver Fighter?

Was the cultivation path left behind by the mysterious youth really so magical?

In reality, that was not the case. Moore was originally very talented in cultivation. He was quick-witted and agile, and his ability to absorb and accept things was also very strong. Under the circumstances where he did not meet a famous teacher or obtain the trick to cultivation, he relied on his own fumbling to reach the level of a high-level warrior. His perseverance and talent were also remarkable.

Ling Tian was only giving him pointers on how to cultivate, and these pointers were indeed the essence of his cultivation. With Moore's talent and his relentless training, it was only natural for him to reach the Silver Fighter level.

"Alright, stop talking. Everyone, enter the city.”Sicarius said loudly.

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