Read Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain Chapter 27: Murdering Long Chen

Chapter 27: Murdering Long Chen

As the ten of them circulated their spiritual power, they drained Long Chen’s backfire ash dragon bloodline through the silver chains.

“Ahhhhh! Impossible!” Long Chen screamed miserably.

“Nothing’s impossible, who asked you to self-destruct your nine hidden meridians? If it weren’t for your own actions, I wouldn’t be able to do anything. Since you’re so kind, then I won’t be too polite.” Murong Lin snickered coldly at the side, his arms crossed at his chest.

He had purposefully incited Long Chen’s fury so that he would self-destruct.

Once he had found out about Long Chen’s innate talent, Murong Lin had already begun his search for a method to deal with him. This was the cruellest method, using ten silver chains to seal his broken nine hidden meridians and heart, forcefully absorbing the backfire ash dragon bloodline in his body through the chains. Once extracted, he could convert it into a bloodline essence.

Of course, it wouldn’t be that easy to take a protagonist’s bloodline for himself. Even after absorbing all of the bloodline essences, Murong Lin wouldn’t be able to awaken the backfire ash dragon bloodline, instead, he would only gain a small piece of its might, the ‘pseudo backfire ash dragon bloodline’.

These ten silver chains came from the system shop, costing him a total of 5 villain value. As of right now, he was left with a villain value of 190.

But it was definitely a profit.

“Ding! Protagonist Long Chen’s ‘little protagonist halo’ has started to shatter, his protagonist value has dropped by 100.”

“Ding! Congratulations to master for obtaining 100 villain value. Master now has a villain value of 290, which can be used in the system shop.”

Murong Lin nodded in satisfaction as he turned towards the weakened Long Chen, his system window floating before him.

Name: Long ChenProtagonist value: 50

Age: 18

Cultivation: Peak of the Manifestation realm

Innate talent: Little protagonist halo (Shattering)

Seeing that the backfire ash dragon bloodline was no longer written in his innate talents, Murong Lin walked towards the dying Long Chen with a big smile.

The ten silver chains were already ripped out of his body after his bloodline was completely stolen. All ten of his servants stood respectfully at the side, each holding onto a clump of bloodline essence.

Due to blood loss, Long Chen’s shrivelled body was completely fatigued, left with only his unbending back and unwavering gaze. He could barely stand, seeming as though he would snap from a breeze, but he held on regardless. Blood spilt from his mouth and the wounds that were all over his body.

“Why? Why? Why?” Long Chen mumbled in disbelief.

Hearing his mutters, Murong Lin looked at him and shook his head helplessly.

But what intrigued him was the remaining 50 protagonist value he possessed, and his protagonist halo that hadn’t fully shattered. Why?

“Anti, what’s going on? Isn’t he on the verge of death already?” Murong Lin asked.

The system, Anti, spoke in his mind, “Ding! Protagonists gain their protagonist value from fortuitous encounters, red strings of fate, and their will. The protagonist Long Chen still has a strong will, a strong hatred towards master, and strong faith that he would survive, that is the reason why he still has protagonist value, and why his protagonist halo didn’t shatter.”

Fucking hell!

This worked too?

Should he just stab him and be done with it?

As Murong Lin thought, his eyes met with Long Chen’s resentful gaze.

Pouting, Murong Lin walked away with an innocent expression as he spoke to the ‘Eight Great Butcher Kings’, “Go, humiliate him as much as possible, to the point where he completely loses the will to live.”

After a brief pause, the ‘Eight Great Butcher Kings’ walked forwards and trampled on Long Chen.

Long Chen only had enough time to glance at Murong Lin’s back with fear and resentment before he was dragged to the side.

“Come! Let me castrate him!”

“No! We should cripple him, strip him, then humiliate him!”

“Ptui! We’re the only ones in this remote place, how humiliating can it get?”

“Hey! If you guys aren’t doing it, I’ll go first!”

“Hahaha! You’re starting with the fingers? Not bad!”

Long Chen wanted to scream, but nothing came out of his poisoned throat. He could only watch as the eight of them tortured him, tearing off his four limbs to feed the nearby beasts. The mental and physical torture, accompanied by the devilish words that entered his ears broke his will.

“Kill…kill me……” He tried his hardest to speak as he turned his head towards Murong Lin, but what he saw was Murong Lin fiddling with a crossbow aimed towards him.

What?

There wasn’t a bolt.

“Peng!”

Long Chen suddenly felt an indescribable sadness, he wanted to cry.

He could feel his heart shatter as he recalled the hard work and glory he had experienced this year, then the pain and misery he was in now.

“Ding! The protagonist, Long Chen’s ‘little protagonist halo’ has completely shattered, his protagonist value has been lowered by 50.”

“Ding! Congratulations to master for obtaining 50 villain value. Master now has a villain value of 340, which can be used in the system shop.”

Murong Lin played with the crossbow in his hands as he stopped the circulation of spiritual power for ?Heart-Hurting Arrow?. With a slight smile, he spoke, “Alright, kill him.”

“Yes.” They answered respectfully.

Long Chen closed his eyes miserably, and he felt a chill at his neck before nothingness.

“Ding! Master has successfully killed a protagonist, the reward is a gift bag.”

Hearing the system’s voice in his mind, Murong Lin smiled again. With a wave of his arm, two pillars of spiritual fire shot towards Qin Lao and Long Chen, erasing their corpses and surrounding blood.

“Ding dang!” A ring fell from Long Chen’s corpse, its presence was glaringly obvious on the ashes of his corpse.

Seeing that, Murong Lin curiously picked up the ring with his spiritual power, “Anti, what’s this?”

“Ding! It is unidentifiable and is registered as a mysterious item!”

“Master?” The surrounding ten people walked over.

Nodding his head, Murong Lin spoke, “Let’s head back first, or we’ll look suspicious.”

He tossed the ring into the system’s storage.

“Yes!”

The group rushed back towards the Hundred Flower sect, their silhouettes weaving amongst the trees in the forest. After arriving at the place of the great elder’s death, they could see quite a number of Hundred Flower disciples cleaning the area.

Murong Lin glanced over and spoke with a sympathetic voice, “What a pity, this is a big loss for the Hundred Flower sect. Not only did they lose a prodigy, they also lost a great elder. I wonder what Song Qin Lan, the sect leader, is going to do.”

Song Qin Lan was the sect leader of the Hundred Flower sect, an existence of the Sky Reaching realm.

She had left the Hundred Flower sect despite the spar, which in turn allowed Long Chen to cause such a big mess. The reason why the great elder hadn’t called for Song Qin Lan was that she wasn’t here at all.

Within the Hundred Flower sect, the sixth princess, Murong Liu and the first prince, Murong Ding were currently packing their luggages to leave. After all, it was difficult for outsiders to remain here after such chaos had ensued. However, they were even more fearful that Song Qin Lan and the Hundred Flower sect would direct their wrath towards the outsiders, if they were to fail in capturing Long Chen.

Seeing that Murong Lin had returned, Murong Ding smiled bitterly, “Third brother, you should pack quickly and leave with us.”

“En.” Murong Lin naturally accepted his offer, informing his three operator servants to prepare themselves.

On the other hand, Murong Liu was rather dissatisfied, “Murong Lin! Where did you go just now?”

Putting on a fearful expression, Murong Lin explained, “I followed behind the great elder of the Hundred Flower sect and witnessed her death. Because her blood dirtied my body, I went for a shower.”

Murong Liu mocked, “What a wuss! I was behind them as well just now. Wah, that was such a rare sight!”

Looking at her sparkling eyes, Murong Lin and Murong Ding were speechless.

After they had finished packing, they quickly descended the mountain.

After such a mess, the Hundred Flower sect’s elders and disciples no longer cared to stop them, and the group was able to leave the Hundred Flower sect’s mountain without any trouble.

Seated within the carriage, Murong Lin was smiling, “Anti, open the gift bag!”

“Yes!”

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