Killing Spree! The Reborn Villain Crushes the Prestigious Clans! - Chapter 17:

Chapter 17: Would You Be Willing to Become My Dao Companion?

Luo Qingqiu landed gracefully and glanced around at the lingering demonic Qi. “Chaotic Qi?” A flicker of surprise rose in her heart as she lifted her gaze toward Jiang Wang again.

She had originally believed that the physique capable of resonating with hers—no matter how rare—would still fall short of her Supreme Profound Yin Body. But upon seeing the Chaos Origin Qi entwined within the demonic aura, she dismissed that assumption. This young man’s talent was perhaps no less than hers.

“Your talent is impressive. I want to know your name,” Luo Qingqiu said seriously, her eyes meeting his without wavering.

Staring into her focused gaze, Jiang Wang was momentarily dazed. For a moment, he saw a vision of the proud Divine Daughter from his past life who stood high above the nine heavens.

He still remembered clearly—his mother had once brought him to her. Back then, Luo Qingqiu had only glanced down at him indifferently before raising her sword and slashing toward Ye Fan. That sword had dimmed heaven and earth, nearly ending Ye Fan’s life.

But now, she stood in front of him, and in her eyes there was no longer the indifference of their past life—only curiosity and wonder. This version of her seemed far more approachable.

Jiang Wang shook away his thoughts and said in a low voice, “You dare not show your real face, nor offer your name. Why should I give you mine?”

Without hesitation, Luo Qingqiu raised her hand and removed her veil, revealing a flawless and icy-cold face. Her red lips parted slightly as she softly said, “Luo Qingqiu.”

“Jiang Wang,” he replied, meeting her gaze.

“Luo Qingqiu” murmured, “Jiang Wang?” Her eyes flashed with confusion before she seemed to recall something. She reached out and offered him a ring, resting quietly in her pale hand.

“This is something Aunt Chu asked me to give you.”

Jiang Wang accepted the plain ring, then looked at her and asked, “Is my mother doing well?”

Luo Qingqiu gave a slight nod. “Aunt Chu is doing very well. You can be at ease.”

Jiang Wang nodded silently, then suddenly asked, “Besides the ring my mother gave you to pass on to me, don’t you have anything else to say to me?”

By now, Luo Qingqiu had already replaced her veil and resumed her previous untouchable, ethereal demeanor. After a moment of thought, she replied, “Your talent is exceptional. Keep cultivating diligently. When you qualify to enter the Divine Domain, I will personally guide you there.”

After speaking, she turned and prepared to leave.

Watching her figure, Jiang Wang suddenly said, “If I one day suppress all enemies in the world, would you be willing to become my Dao companion?”

Luo Qingqiu’s steps halted. She didn’t turn around, but a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

As her figure vanished from sight, Jiang Wang let out a long breath.

This Luo Qingqiu seemed different from what he’d imagined. He had thought she would be cold and aloof, but today, she appeared more like someone who knew nothing beyond cultivation.

When she removed her veil, he had sensed this. If it were the Luo Qingqiu of his past life, she might’ve already drawn her sword in response to his words.

But in this life, she hadn’t yet become that icy, distant woman.

His mother, Chu Yunwan—or rather, the Forbidden Great Clan from the Divine Domain—why had they shaped Luo Qingqiu into such a person?

Jiang Wang didn’t know, but he didn’t want Luo Qingqiu to once again become that emotionless woman of his past.

If he wanted to change everything, he had to grow stronger. He had to go to the Divine Domain.

Just as he was about to leave, space distorted again. A slim figure emerged and appeared before him.

He turned to look—and realized it was none other than Qiyue, his guardian, also an outsider Supreme who had joined the Changsheng Jiang Clan.

In his previous life, Li Qingxuan had despised Qiyue, constantly ordering her around, exploiting her affection, sending her into deadly places like the land of demonic miasma to gather herbs, or into ancient ferocious beasts’ nests to steal eggs. Every time, she returned covered in wounds.

Yet despite having the strength to establish her own sect, Qiyue chose to remain by Jiang Wang’s side. Because of Li Qingxuan, she rarely appeared in public, always protecting him from the shadows.

In the end, Qiyue died protecting him in battle.

Only then did Jiang Wang learn that Qiyue was an orphan adopted by his mother, who had protected him all this time out of gratitude.

Seeing Jiang Wang unharmed, Qiyue breathed a sigh of relief. Then, looking slightly anxious, she said, “Young Lord, we must leave quickly. Earlier, I was held up by a Supreme. I fear more are on their way!”

Jiang Wang looked at her deeply, his tone softening, “You did well. Let’s go.”

He turned and walked off.

Qiyue froze, stunned by the unexpected praise. All this time, Jiang Wang had been cold toward her. No matter how outrageous Li Qingxuan’s actions were, he had never interfered.

Despite being a Supreme expert, Qiyue had suffered constant humiliation under the hand of a young girl with mediocre talent.

But today, the Divine Son had praised her. That alone warmed her heart.

She followed Jiang Wang closely as the two made their way toward the Jiang Clan.

…

“Damn it! I didn’t expect Jiang Wang to get there first!” Ye Fan was furious. The heavenly treasures that could have healed his Dao injuries had been snatched away, and the anger in his chest refused to subside.

Within the Soul Binding Necklace, Supreme Xuanming sighed silently. He had thought he’d encountered a true genius—someone who could one day help him reshape his body. He had kindly told Ye Fan about the Profound Flame Dao Fruit, yet when it was taken by someone else, Ye Fan blamed him instead.

This boy, even if he reached the Supreme Realm someday, likely wouldn’t help him restore his body.

Ye Fan cursed for a while before suddenly remembering Supreme Xuanming. At this point, the old man was his only hope.

He softened his tone and said, “Senior Ming, I was too impatient earlier and said things I shouldn’t have. But now… do you have any other methods to heal my Dao injury?”

“I can’t cultivate anymore. That means I can’t reshape your body,” Supreme Xuanming replied.

Although he didn’t want to talk to Ye Fan, the Soul Binding Necklace was still in the boy’s hands. If Ye Fan got angry and buried it in some deserted place, he’d be doomed—unable to call out for help.

He sighed and said, “There is one method left.”

“I’ll use my soul power to temporarily mend your Dao injury. Then, with proper heavenly treasures, you can gradually heal it. Though not a complete cure, it will allow you to resume cultivating, and we can find a long-term solution later.”

Ye Fan’s heart surged with excitement, but he still feigned concern. “Will this harm you?”

Supreme Xuanming replied, “Once I use my soul power, I’ll fall into a deep sleep for about a year or so. During that time, you’ll be on your own.”

“Ah… thank you, Senior Ming.”

A warm power flowed into his damaged meridians. Divine light fell over his body. His strength returned.

Supreme Xuanming, now clearly exhausted, warned, “You must remember—use heavenly treasures to nourish your body. Otherwise, my soul power will only last for about a month…”

His voice grew weaker and eventually fell silent.

Ye Fan marveled at the power he had just regained, feeling overjoyed. But then he recalled Supreme Xuanming’s final words.

“Use heavenly treasures to nourish my body… but where am I supposed to find more of those? The Profound Flame Dao Fruit I finally discovered got stolen by Jiang Wang!”

Suddenly, a familiar figure popped into his mind.

“Looks like I’ll have to rely on Li Qingxuan again!”

With that thought, Ye Fan turned into a streak of light and rushed toward the Jiang Clan.