Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

Chapter 110: Controlling purple wolf

The commander gazed upon the empty space where the two generals had stood, his heart heavy with sorrow. In a thunderous roar, he bellowed, “Protect me!”

Swiftly, the surrounding soldiers rallied around their commander, their determination unwavering as they fought off the encroaching Blood Bat Locusts. Their valiant efforts created a grisly path littered with corpses, flesh and blood.

Under the eerie, blood-red glow of the setting sun, the commander managed to mount a horse with the assistance of his loyal soldiers. He galloped away in the direction of Chu, leaving behind a hundred brave survivors from the Unstoppable Flying Army and the Danyang Soldiers. 

These soldiers formed a determined human wall, ready to fend off anything that pursued their commander. Their faces bore expressions of seething anger and adrenaline-fueled resolve as they glared in Murong Lin’s direction.

Meanwhile, Murong Lin watched their departure with a sense of resignation. He had no interest in pursuing the fleeing commander, instead lazily waving his arm to command the vast horde of Blood Bat Locusts to consume the remaining soldiers on the battlefield.

In the aftermath of this fierce battle, Murong Lin suffered a significant loss, with 10% of his Blood Bat Locusts sacrificed.

It was crucial to understand that the Blood Bat Locusts in Murong Lin’s possession were those that he had obtained from the hidden realm, boasting both an astounding quantity and unmatched quality.

However, the cost of consuming this army of sixty thousand had taken its toll, as he had sacrificed 10% of these formidable creatures. This realization gnawed at Murong Lin’s heart.

In a distant part of the forest, purple wolf observed Murong Lin with a mixture of astonishment and dread. This wolf had concealed itself deeply, tasked with uncovering the extent of Murong Lin’s capabilities and schemes—dealing with an army of this magnitude was a formidable challenge even for the wolf.

Using the vertical eye positioned atop his forehead, purple wolf had witnessed the battle from afar, bearing witness to the overwhelming force of Murong Lin’s attack and the horrifying multitude of Blood Bat Locusts that had shrouded the sky.

“What in the world is that? How does it possess such astonishing devouring and offensive capabilities?” Purple wolf scrutinized the locusts as they feasted upon the fallen soldiers’ remains, a palpable sense of fear coursing through his veins.

Purple wolf cast an anxious glance in Murong Lin’s direction before he quickly turned and bolted deeper into the Demonic Beast Forest, determined to relay this unsettling discovery to his ancestor.

It had become abundantly clear that Murong Lin, despite his seemingly innocuous appearance, was an ominous and terrifying presence!

As the wolf sprinted toward the Tiger-faced Verdant Dragon, he suddenly felt an eerie sensation of being watched from behind. Anxious, he turned his vertical eye to inspect the source of this disconcerting feeling, only to be met with a spine-chilling sight.

Not far away, perched on a tree branch, was the figure of the very person the wolf had hoped to avoid.

Murong Lin.

This was the same Murong Lin who had initially defeated the two generals and then commanded the Blood Bat Locusts to devour the sixty thousand soldiers.

The wolf’s fur bristled, and a thin sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead. Swiftly, he opened the vertical eye on his forehead, directing it toward Murong Lin to prevent any potential sneak attacks. In a tense voice, he called out to Murong Lin, “Murong Lin? What are you up to?”

Murong Lin remained silent to his question, his eyes fixed on the distance. He muttered to himself as he stood on the tree branch, “So, it was really you, the one who’s been following me.”

While he had sensed the presence trailing behind him, it had managed to elude his divine senses. Now he understood that it was the innate talent of purple wolf, facilitated by the vertical eye on his forehead, which allowed him to conceal his aura and observe from a distance.

The wolf’s fur stood on end in apparent nervousness, and the little snake coiled around his ear flicked its tongue before vanishing. Its swiftness was akin to how Murong Lin left afterimages, the little snake’s speed was its most potent asset.

Descending gracefully from the tree, Murong Lin approached purple wolf, his tone deceptively peaceful, “Hey there, little one, come here.”

Purple wolf’s expression turned sour in an instant. Despite his limited knowledge of human affairs, he could discern that Murong Lin’s tone was peculiar. In response, he roared, “Murong Lin! What are you up to?”

With measured calmness, Murong Lin slowly unsheathed his paring knife. In a blink, he closed the distance between himself and purple wolf, swiftly swinging his blade towards the beast.

Understanding flashed across the wolf’s face, and he hastily dodged to the side before launching a counterattack, pouncing towards Murong Lin.

Purple wolf was no ordinary opponent; he was a formidable demonic beast at the ninth layer of the Sky Reaching realm. His skin and flesh were incredibly resilient, and his combat prowess matched the peak of the Sky Reaching realm. In contrast, Murong Lin, standing before him, was merely at the seventh layer of the Sky Reaching realm.

Despite the apparent gap in their cultivation, purple wolf did not dare to underestimate Murong Lin in the slightest. He had witnessed Murong Lin callously feed sixty thousand of his own kind to the locusts without even a change in his expression. In that moment, the wolf had come to a chilling realization that this young man named Murong Lin was undoubtedly a ruthless and formidable adversary.

In a flash, the vertical eye on the wolf’s forehead emitted a brilliant beam of light directed at Murong Lin.

Simultaneously, Murong Lin unleashed his ‘Catastrophe style’ technique.

The collision of their attacks produced a devastating surge of energy that instantly uprooted the surrounding vegetation, splitting hundreds of trees in half.

Murong Lin’s form was sent hurtling through the air, propelled backwards by the sheer force of the impact.

Purple wolf’s expression shifted rapidly, a mix of surprise and apprehension. He hadn’t anticipated that a single attack would send Murong Lin reeling, and it only solidified his confidence in the substantial gap in their cultivation levels.

As Murong Lin’s body landed at the base of a tree, purple wolf’s expression wavered, and the subsequent attacks he unleashed were noticeably weakened.

As Murong Lin allowed the impact to propel him backwards, he acted swiftly, drawing his blade and unleashing the ‘Sky Net style’ behind him. A figure suddenly materialized from the shadows, attempting to resist Murong Lin’s attack, but it proved futile, meeting a swift demise at the hands of Murong Lin’s blade.

Gradually, the figure revealed its true form—it was the little snake that had nestled by purple wolf’s ear earlier. The wolf had allowed the snake to leave earlier with the intention of ambushing Murong Lin. However, he had never anticipated that Murong Lin would discern that the little snake had remained hidden in the darkness all along.

Furthermore, the wolf also hadn’t expected that Murong Lin would feign his attack, leveraging the force of the collision to swiftly close the distance to the unprepared little snake and dispatch it with a single strike. No matter how agile the snake was, Murong Lin’s close-range execution of the ‘Sky Net style’ left it with no chance to escape.

The little snake met a swift end.

Purple wolf’s eyes reddened instantly; he had raised the little snake from infancy, and he had not expected his own error to lead to its untimely demise right before him. He glared at Murong Lin with a potent mixture of resentment and anger, roaring, “Murong Lin, you are courting death! Heaven Eye’s Thundery Punishment!”

The furs covering purple wolf’s body bristled as they emitted electricity, casting a vivid purple light akin to lightning itself. His vertical eye gradually opened to its fullest extent, transforming into a piercing purple pupil that released a searing beam of light directly aimed at Murong Lin.

Confronted with this formidable attack, the intense electricity coursing through the air left Murong Lin’s entire body tingling. The potent surge of scorching heat and tearing sensations drew closer, and he understood that this was purple wolf’s vengeful strike. He had no choice but to muster all his power to counter it.

“Dark Sky style!”

Murong Lin unleashed his third blade, pulling purple wolf into the abyss of darkness. Before the wolf could react, Murong Lin swiftly followed with his fourth blade.

“Everlasting Style!”

The eyes of purple wolf underwent a swift transformation, from initial confusion upon entering the darkness to utter darkness as its light vanished. Murong Lin hovered calmly towards the massive wolf, his gaze fixed on his towering form, equivalent in height to a three-story building.

He muttered to himself, “It seems like I’ll still need your assistance.”

《Lifelessness Law》began to circulate slowly within Murong Lin, and a dark Qi flowed into the body of purple wolf, causing even his vertical eye to turn dark. This technique was a brainwashing method that Murong Lin had crafted by amalgamating various mind and soul scriptures with 《Lifelessness Law》.

Although it was relatively simple, there was a crucial caveat—it required the disparity in cultivation between the caster and the target not to be too significant. Simultaneously, the use of this technique would drastically shorten the target’s lifespan to just one month.

“Very well, return and lead those demonic beasts to wreak havoc!”

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