Chapter 47 Sorry, I'll put it back for you

In the dark cave, the little white rabbit's pair of red eyes were wide open, and it was speechless for a moment.

She grasped the corner of Yang Ling's clothes tightly, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

For a timid little coward like her, the scene just now was beyond her psychological endurance.

She was strong enough not to faint immediately.

Feeling the little white rabbit's panic, Yang Ling patted her head gently, "It's okay now."

After hearing Yang Ling's words, Little White Rabbit slowly came back to his senses and whispered, "What happened just now?"

"I don't know the specific situation..."

As Yang Ling spoke, he performed the Burning Technique. With a flick of his finger, a small fireball jumped out from his fingertips and hovered quietly above their heads, emitting warm light.

Although the fireball is small, it is enough to illuminate the surrounding environment.

Under its light, the scene inside the cave became clear.

Yang Ling and the little white rabbit followed the fireball forward for several hundred feet. The road was filled with broken rocks and ruined rock walls.

Finally, they found a young man in black in a huge cave. He was nailed to the wall by the Spear of Hades, and his right arm was broken at the elbow. The broken arm was bloody and bloody.

The left half of his body seemed to be swallowed by an invisible force and disappeared completely, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

At this moment, the young man's face was filled with pain, his eyes were filled with disbelief and despair, and the screams from his mouth gradually weakened, and it seemed that he was dying.

"Three-headed dragon!"

The little white rabbit widened his eyes, pointed at the young man in black and said, "He is the three-headed dragon we are looking for!"

Hearing this, Yang Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't expect that the three-headed dragon they were trying so hard to capture would be encountered here.

The three-headed dragon had not expected that the man he had tried so hard to capture actually had such terrifying strength. With just a spear, he smashed half of his body into pieces!

Moreover, this spear seemed to carry some kind of evil power. As it nailed him to the rock wall, he was unable to circulate his soul or summon his magic power to repair his body.

It seemed as if he was nailed to the rock wall and waiting to die!
Where does this scary guy come from?
Seeing Yang Ling walking towards him, he couldn't help but hesitate between the two options of "begging for mercy" and "wait and see before begging for mercy".

"So you are the three-headed dragon that stole the dragon balls and rebelled against the Heavenly Court! I am so disrespectful... so disrespectful!"

Before the three-headed dragon made up its mind, Yang Ling had already come up to it and extended his hand politely, "I've heard of your name for a long time, and today I finally see you alive! Come, let's shake hands..."

Three-headed dragon: "..."

Yang Ling's eyes narrowed, "Why, you don't give me face?"

Am I not giving you face?!
The three-headed dragon howled in anger.

Let’s not talk about why you are so enthusiastic right from the start. The question is, do you think I still have hands now?

Yang Ling obviously realized this as well, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, this is my first time using this move, and I used a bit too much force, I'll be more careful next time..."

Will there be a next time?

The three-headed dragon didn't know whether he should be angry or secretly happy at this moment.

From Yang Ling's words, he could feel that the other party did not seem to have the intention to kill him, so did he still have a chance to survive?

As if he had guessed his thoughts, Yang Ling continued with a smile: "Whether there will be a next time depends mainly on whether you cooperate or not...

As long as you cooperate, I will put you down now.

Oh, and here is a Nine-Turn Dragon Bone Pill for healing. It should be very effective for injuries like yours."

As Yang Ling spoke, he took out a golden pill to show his sincerity. The three-headed dragon stared at the Nine-turn Dragon Bone Pill intently, and his throat could not help but slide up and down. Just smelling the scent of the elixir made him feel much better.

He said hesitantly: "How...how do you want me to cooperate?"

Yang Ling did not keep the secret and said directly: "Tell us your purpose and the mastermind behind it."

"My goal is to capture you and use you to threaten the princess... All of this is my own idea, there is no mastermind."

The three-headed dragon answered straightforwardly, and then looked expectantly at the Nine Revolutions Dragon Bone Pill in Yang Ling's hand, begging:

"Can you give it to me now? If I don't get treatment, this body will be completely ruined!"

"Okay, I'll put it here and you can take it yourself."

As Yang Ling spoke, he placed the Nine Revolutions Dragon Bone Pill in his hand on the ground.

A trace of anxiety flashed in the eyes of the three-headed dragon, and it quickly twisted its body with great effort, trying to use its relatively healthy feet to hook back the life-saving elixir.

However, his upper body was nailed to the rock wall and he could not move, and he could not use his spiritual power. Even though his foot muscles were tensed to the extreme, he could not reach the elixir.

"Goddess, please put me down!"

After trying in vain, the three-headed dragon could only beg in a low voice again.

Although the man in front of him is very powerful, he seems to be easy to talk to. Maybe he will show mercy and let him go.

He knew that he must look very humble at the moment, perhaps even worse than a wounded stray dog.

But so what?
As long as you can survive, you will always have a chance to get back the ground you lost today in the future!
As for dignity?

My life is about to be lost, so where is the dignity?

Hearing the three-headed dragon's plea, Yang Ling walked forward somewhat belatedly and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I forgot you were nailed here. Don't worry, I will pull it out right away..."

As he spoke, he had already grasped the Spear of Hades and pulled it out violently.

This spear of the god of the underworld not only nailed the three-headed dragon's body, but also nailed his soul to the rock wall.

That's why he couldn't activate his soul or call upon his magic power.

Now that this black spear from hell was suddenly pulled out, the three-headed dragon felt as if his soul was torn in two in an instant.

An indescribable pain came from the depths of his soul, making him unable to help but let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Will this hurt you?" Yang Ling said apologetically, "Sorry, I'll help you put it back in."

The three-headed dragon suddenly widened his eyes: "Don't! Don't..."

Unfortunately, his words didn't count, as Yang Ling had already thrust the Spear of Hades back hard.

The three-headed dragon's voice suddenly stopped. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, his eyes bulged with fear, and he was sweating all over. He looked like all his strength had been drained.

After a long while, he finally recovered from the terrible trauma to his soul. He looked a little exhausted and said weakly:

"Spare my life..."

Yang Ling looked at the painfully twisted face of the Three-Headed Dragon and shook his head gently, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "Three-Headed Dragon, I have given you enough chances, but you are still not honest enough. You make it very difficult for me."

"Mercy..." Fear appeared in the eyes of the three-headed dragon. He knew that his situation was already precarious.

The man in front of him was not the kind-hearted person he had initially thought, but a genuine devil!

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything! Please let me go..."

　It's the end of the month, can you please give me two monthly tickets?
　　thank you very much!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)