Chapter 542
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Chapter 542 Ruthless and Merciless!
“This is just like before, you’re still so popular.” Lin Badian laughed.
Method took a step forward, standing at the elevator door.
“Hey, you’re still holding someone in your arms, let me handle this. I haven’t stretched my muscles in a long time.” Lin Badian pulled Method back and squeezed himself in front of the elevator door.
Method raised an eyebrow and said, “Control your strength. Most of the people living in this building are ordinary humans.”
“Don’t worry, I know my limits.” Lin Badian turned his head and chuckled.
“Ding!”
Soon, the elevator arrived at the nineteenth floor.
The elevator door slowly opened.
Lin Badian twisted his neck, clenched his fists, and his bones made crisp cracking sounds.
Then, he stepped out of the elevator.
Each floor had two apartments facing each other, separated by a thirty-meter-long corridor.
The elevator door was located in the middle of the corridor.
Lin Badian walked out of the elevator and stood straight without turning around.
The people hiding at both ends of the corridor using concealment techniques were startled when they saw Lin Badian exit the elevator.
This man… wasn’t the target!
But before they could figure it out, they felt an irresistible force coming at them!
“Whoosh!”
Lin Badian stood in place with his arms outstretched, and the four people hiding on both sides flew toward his hands.
Their concealment techniques were forcibly dispelled, revealing their forms in mid-air.
The four people flew to Lin Badian’s hands, and he pressed his palms downward.
“Bang!”
The four people slammed heavily onto the floor, cracking the ceramic tiles.
“Ah…”
The four black-clothed men lay on the ground, moaning in pain.
Lin Badian looked down at these four people and said, “With your pathetic skills, you dare to attempt an ambush? Go to hell and reincarnate a few more times!”
“Ask them where they’re from,” Method said from behind.
Lin Badian extended a finger, pointing at one of them.
“Rip!”
The skin on the black-clothed man’s face was suddenly torn off!
Now, it was visible that beneath his facial skin, there was another face!
On the forehead of this face, there was a thumb-sized skull mark.
Seeing this mark, Lin Badian frowned in surprise and said, “The Demon Cult?”
This evil cultivation sect existed around the same time as him, but he never expected to encounter them again after nearly three thousand years.
“The Demon Cult…” Method walked out of the elevator, holding Ye Shengxue with one arm, squatted down, and placed his right finger on the forehead of one of the black-clothed men.
A white light flashed as Method’s divine consciousness entered the black-clothed man’s soul.
In this black-clothed man’s memory, Method saw a scene with extremely dim lighting.
In the scene, only the vague silhouette of a woman could be seen.
“When I tell you to go, you go. Don’t question my intentions.” The woman’s voice was low and slightly hoarse.
“Under-understood, Lady Sha.” The black-clothed man replied.
So it was indeed this Lady Sha.
Method’s eyes narrowed slightly.
In another memory of the black-clothed man, Method saw the previously encountered Old Eight kneeling before Lady Sha, begging for mercy.
Lady Sha stepped on his head with one foot, killing him instantly.
Combining these two memories, Method understood the black-clothed man’s psychological state.
Obviously, after Method had dealt with Old Eight and Eleven last time, people in the Demon Cult realized Method’s strength.
Therefore, Lady Sha’s assassination attempt this time left this black-clothed man confused and terrified.
If even Old Eight and Eleven were no match for Method, what difference was there between them going to assassinate Method and seeking death?
But no one dared to disobey Lady Sha’s orders.
Old Eight’s fate was vivid in their minds, so they had to grit their teeth and come to Method’s apartment to carry out the assassination.
Method stood up, looking at these four black-clothed men with cold eyes.
“What is your Lady Sha’s full name?” Method asked.
“We, we don’t know,” the black-clothed man answered tremblingly.
“Should we finish them off?” Lin Badian looked at Method and asked.
“No, they still have their uses,” Method said.
Method left a mark on each of the four black-clothed men.
The marks weren’t placed in their souls but on their physical bodies where they would be difficult to detect.
When they escaped back to the Demon Cult’s headquarters, Method would immediately be able to lock onto their positions, raid their base, and eliminate future troubles.
“Get lost.” Lin Badian lifted his fingertip, and the four black-clothed men flew into the air and were thrown into the elevator.
…
The four black-clothed men fled from the apartment.
“What, what should we do now?” one black-clothed man asked with a pale face and trembling voice.
They had seen clearly how miserable Old Eight’s fate was after the last failed operation.
Now, it was their turn.
Old Eight was a steward, with a higher status than these lowest-level disciples, yet Lady Sha had killed him with one kick.
Their deaths would only be more miserable!
“Let’s just run away! Never go back!” one black-clothed man suggested.
“Run? But…” another black-clothed man showed hesitation.
When they joined the Demon Cult, they had used magic jade to imprint the mark exclusive to the Demon Cult on their foreheads.
Since then, they could never leave the Demon Cult and would belong to it for life.
“If we run, Lady Sha will definitely not let us go. We should go back. Lady Sha should understand that with our abilities, we cannot kill that Method…” one black-clothed man said with a changing expression.
Despite their extreme fear, the other three black-clothed men agreed with his statement.
With Lady Sha’s abilities, finding the four of them would be too simple.
They couldn’t escape at all!
So, the four headed toward the Demon Cult’s temporary gathering place.
But after walking for less than five minutes, the four stopped.
“You don’t need to come back.”
Lady Sha’s voice entered each of their ears.
“Lady Sha… we really tried our best. Method suddenly had a very powerful person by his side, and we had no power to resist… please spare our lives, we will surely serve you in the future…” one black-clothed man, terrified to the extreme, said with a sobbing voice.
“The Demon Cult does not tolerate failure.” Lady Sha’s voice remained cold.
As soon as her voice fell, the four black-clothed men wanted to beg for mercy, but suddenly felt the marks on their foreheads become scorching hot!
“Ah…”
The four black-clothed men, walking on a small path, all clutched their foreheads, knelt on the ground, and cried out in pain.
The marks on their foreheads were like flesh-corroding insects, frantically gnawing at them.
Starting from the head, to the neck, to the upper body, then to the lower body.
In just a dozen seconds, the four black-clothed men vanished completely, disappearing from the human world!
The thing they regretted most before death was probably joining the Demon Cult due to momentary greed.
In the Demon Cult, there were truly all demons!
…
“You now live in such a small place?” Lin Badian walked into Method’s house, looked around in surprise, and said, “This place is smaller than even a study room in my cultivation palace back then.”
Back then, Lin Badian had demanded his sect build him an extremely luxurious cultivation palace, which had caused discontent among many sect disciples.
But in the end, because Lin Badian’s cultivation talent was truly monstrous, and the various elders doted on him, the palace was built according to his requirements.
Having once seen the ocean, all other waters pale in comparison. Now, coming to Method’s residence, Lin Badian felt a strong contrast.
“This is just a temporary place. My home is in Yan City, and it’s quite large. I can take you to see it when there’s an opportunity,” Method said.
Lin Badian walked to the sofa and sat down.
Method carried Ye Shengxue to the guest room and placed her on the bed.
She had no major issues and just needed some rest.
Method walked out to the living room, sat opposite Lin Badian, and was about to speak when his brow furrowed.
He sensed that in an instant, the marks he had left on the four black-clothed men’s bodies had all disappeared.
They had been killed again.
Method narrowed his eyes.
This was indeed the Demon Cult’s style.
Such ruthlessness was no different from thousands of years ago.
“Tell me, what have you been doing these past two thousand years?” Lin Badian crossed his legs and asked Method.
