Forced to Be a Villain: Starting With My Brain Extraction System Chapter 150: Lian Yue’s Barter!

Zhiran noticed Tianyu had reached the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

Compared to his previous life, this progress was remarkably swift.

Moreover, letting him absorb this dragon blood essence as well would make his strength skyrocket beyond measure.

That outcome was the last thing Zhiran desired.

Thus, with zero hesitation, Zhiran advanced, his aura surging wildly like a raging tempest.

Instantly, he unleashed a strike at Tianyu, the blow carrying pinpoint accuracy, lethal edge, and no mercy whatsoever.

His speed stunned even Lian Yue. She hadn't imagined this shadowy figure would assault Tianyu right as he shamelessly claimed the inheritance.

"Boom!"

Sensing the overwhelming force barreling toward him laced with deadly intent, Tianyu's eyes bulged wide, at last aware that another had intruded here.

Regrettably, reaction came too late for any solid defense. Zhiran struck with brutal ferocity, pouring every bit of power save his ultimate secret into that single assault.

Barring any interference, Tianyu faced certain grave wounds at minimum, death a real possibility.

Even as shock gripped Tianyu from the incoming strike, an archaic voice echoed in his mind, vanishing him suddenly from the inheritance dais.

"Boom!"

All that lingered was the ferocious blast of leftover energy, sweeping across the chamber and hurling dust motes and rubble everywhere. The hovering dragon blood trembled briefly then resumed its steady float, undisturbed.

Zhiran appeared to have obliterated Tianyu's painstaking efforts in one devastating hit. Yet, Tianyu had escaped without a scratch.

A touch of astonishment hit Zhiran as he swept his gaze over the whole hall, confirming Tianyu's total vanishing act.

This exceeded all his predictions.

Death's evasion didn't faze him. What baffled was Tianyu's immediate teleportation upon his strike.

A bitter feeling welled up in Zhiran momentarily.

While Zhiran meticulously searched the chamber for any trace of Tianyu, Lian Yue grew fearful by contrast.

She, unlike Zhiran, missed Tianyu's departure entirely and was convinced Zhiran had slain him outright.

A prodigious youth from her sect perished before her very eyes. Despite her earlier gripes over his conduct in the hall, he remained a fellow disciple.

She stood frozen, unsure of her next move.

"He is not dead. He simply left this place using some strange method."

Spotting her unease, Zhiran offered a nonchalant clarification.

Next, he ascended the abandoned platform and claimed the droplet of Dragon Blood Essence.

Though he failed to harm Tianyu, securing the dragon blood essence proved a solid gain.

"S-senior?"

Lian Yue was startled by his nonchalant grab for the blood droplet, intending a warning, but watched it absorb straight into him effortlessly, unlike prior attempts.

In fact, it resembled a possession reclaiming its master.

Surprise evaded Zhiran.

Rather, after temporarily housing it within himself, he raised his gaze to the trio of statues ahead.

A dark dragon, a soaring phoenix, flanked by a robed human outline in black between them.

Curiously, the human form mirrored the throne occupant from their prior hall encounter.

Zhiran discerned the inheritance on the central platform, tied to the human statue, had long vanished.

Evidently, Tianyu targeted the secondary inheritance.

Zhiran pondered this, his eyes turning to Lian Yue, her gaze harboring concealed longing.

Truth be told, absent Zhiran's abrupt strike on Tianyu, she would've lunged for the crimson blood droplet before the phoenix statue.

Her very bloodline screamed to claim it without delay.

Alas, courage failed her.

Not following that horrifying display of power.

"Do you want it?"

Mo Zhiran softly inquired of Lian Yue.

Internally, he wrestled over granting her this chance.

They were mere passing allies at most. True, her aid with the Shrinking Steps technique still proved invaluable. Yet that debt paled against a treasure like ancient Phoenix Blood.

Still, it fit her constitution far better than his own. Had a genuine phoenix corpse lain here, his stance might shift. For now, empowering her seemed wiser.

Naturally, not gratis.

Hearing Zhiran's query, Lian Yue agonized inwardly for ages before clenching her jaw to reply.

"Senior... you, you are someone from the Divine Cauldron Sect, right?"

"Hm?"

"Y-you must be, right? O-otherwise, why would you help me?"

Lian Yue wasn't naive. This secret realm delve involved just four great sects, ones capable of forging prodigies like him.

She couldn't fathom an outsider showing her such favor.

Since his arrival, he acted familiar with her, never once baring hostility her way.

His abrupt assault on Tianyu puzzled, but given the blood essence's seamless integration, it must've been his to begin with.

Lian Yue recognized the holes in her logic.

Nevertheless, she refused to let the chance slip.

"Senior, if my guess is correct, and you truly are from my sect, then you should give this blood to me even more."

Her words carried unusual urgency, mildly startling Zhiran.

"I cannot say why this is so, but it is closely tied with the survival of our sect."

Lian Yue poured maximum conviction into her plea.