Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 1500 - 1499

In panic, the man holding the phone also collapsed to the ground, following in his accomplice’s footsteps.

The lit phone clattered to the ground, but fortunately the light didn’t go out; it was the only source of illumination in the dark shrine.

The woman was already dumbstruck, or more accurately, she was scared senseless.

The two men had been arrogantly unstoppable a moment ago, intending to harm her and teach the Man in White Clothes a lesson, yet in the blink of an eye, they had become corpses.

She hadn’t even seen how the Man in White Clothes made his move.

Indeed, the Man in White Clothes had been sitting cross-legged all along, not moving an inch, but it was certainly he who killed them, because those two terrifying sword lights emanated from him.

Who exactly is this person?

Or rather, is this even a person?

Suddenly, the woman noticed the Man in White Clothes’ two icy gazes fixed on her.

Terrified, she tried to compose herself and said, "Thank you for saving me."

She then struggled to get up and finally managed to stand.

As the Man in White Clothes said nothing, the woman hesitated for a moment, deciding it was best to leave as soon as possible.

But the woman hadn’t even taken a step.

Suddenly, the Man in White Clothes spoke: "Where are you going?"

The woman froze in fear, stammering, "I... I want to leave this place."

The Man in White Clothes said: "You’ve interrupted my cultivation and witnessed me commit murder; do you think I would let you leave alive?"

The woman was shocked; was the Man in White Clothes implying he would kill her to silence her?

"I didn’t mean to disturb you; it was they who wanted to harm me. I fled, stumbling into here in haste. I am not a bad person, I just unwittingly provoked them, and they followed to harm me. I am the victim. You killed them and saved my life. I am grateful and won’t report it to the authorities. If Jiusan Police find me, I won’t say anything, nor would I ever betray you." The woman spoke all at once, fearful in this life-or-death moment, yet bravely grasping at any chance for survival.

But the Man in White Clothes coldly replied: "I only trust dead people."

The woman was trembling in fear; she now understood that the Man in White Clothes was utterly cold-blooded. He killed those two men not to save her but because they had offended him.

Now, the Man in White Clothes intended to kill her too!

"Please, don’t kill me. As long as you spare me, I’ll do anything you ask!" The woman pleaded.

While speaking, she deliberately tore open her tattered clothes to reveal her fair skin.

In her mind, no man could resist a woman’s allure. She considered her looks acceptable and was willing to offer herself just to survive.

But the Man in White Clothes remained unmoved, not even glancing at her, as if to him, women and men were no different, and her seduction did not interest him at all.

The woman was despairing.

An overwhelming sense of despair engulfed her.

She realized she had no more tricks; she couldn’t persuade the Man in White Clothes to spare her.

Now, she was left with only one choice: escape.

She glanced at the shrine’s entrance, which was only ten meters away, a few strides would reach it, yet at this moment, the doorway seemed a world away.

With the previous example set by the two dead men, she didn’t believe she could outrun the sword light of the Man in White Clothes.

The sword light was too fast, faster than a bullet.

Yet at present, is there any other choice but to try?

No.

Running towards the doorway was death—without running, even more so.

She suddenly moved, desperately sprinting towards the door, as if it represented survival; she inexplicably felt that reaching the door equated to living.

Of course, she wasn’t faster than the sword light.

She had just taken two steps.

A chill swept from behind her, and in an instant, a cold sense of death covered her.

Ding!

At this critical juncture, a flash of silver appeared before her eyes, and the woman clearly heard a collision sound transpire just less than a meter behind her.

The aftermath of the collision rippled outward like waves, silently yet immensely; the woman momentarily lost her hearing, as her ears and head buzzed.

In shock, the woman discovered she wasn’t dead; she saw a figure appear in the doorway that symbolized hope.

A young man walked in.

Though the woman’s sight was askew as she fell to the ground; before losing consciousness, she saw the newcomer’s face clearly — very young, very handsome.

The Man in White Clothes who sat cross-legged now showed a surprised expression, his gaze fell on a nearby wooden pillar, where a small knife was embedded, its blade trembling intensely.

As it trembled, dust sifted from the ceiling.

On the ground, lay a short sword, its blade already broken into two pieces.

Just now, the Man in White Clothes had unleashed a sword light attempting to kill the woman, but in an instant, this small knife flew in, colliding with his sword light.

The sword broke.

The knife was flung away, embedding itself in the wooden pillar.

This meant that someone, in that critical moment, used this flying knife to neutralize his sword light!

The Man in White Clothes had not anticipated that in this mundane city, he would encounter someone who could meet his sword light, and evidently that person slightly had the upper hand.

"Lin Fan!"

The gaze of the Man in White Clothes then fell on the young man who entered.

Lin Fan’s gaze also fell on the Man in White Clothes, saying: "Are you Chen Jianping?"

The Man in White Clothes said: "I didn’t expect you would find me so soon; I seem to have underestimated you."

This remark had dual meanings, both underestimating Lin Fan’s capability of tracking him and Lin Fan’s skills.

Lin Fan said: "I could have taken my time finding you, but your blood-written message left me sleepless; thanks to you, I still haven’t slept."

The Man in White Clothes said: "It seems you care a lot about those around you; in that case, it makes things easier. What I want to say is already on that handkerchief; really, there’s no need for you to waste time finding me. Instead, prepare 1 billion; I want it by tomorrow."

Lin Fan said: "I’ve already made it clear about the 1 billion to your sect mates; hasn’t the Tang Sect considered my proposal?"

The Man in White Clothes said: "Those three guys indeed praised you lavishly, but to me, it seems they are just finding excuses for their failure."

Lin Fan said: "You should have taken their advice."

The Man in White Clothes said: "But I’m here."

Lin Fan said: "Then there’s no helping it; since you’re here, I can only ask you to do something."

The Man in White Clothes raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?"

Lin Fan said: "Give me the address of the Tang Sect; I want to write to your Sect Leader to inform him you’re now in jail, personally caught by me. If I ever spot traces of the Tang Sect in Yun City again, I’ll personally visit and uproot the Tang Sect."