This was, of course, Pei Yupo’s voice, rolling out over the whole of Willow Leaf City.
Hearing this, a violent flash of Killing Aura burst in Sikong Jing’s eyes.
He actually wants Su Yuexi... but Sikong Jing instantly hid that surging Killing Aura, and secretly said to Old Fat Head, "We’ve been brawling like mad for two hours; Pei Yupo must’ve already seen the mud-like attribute of Willow Leaf Saint Manor and the others."
"Right now, he’s trying to shake Ye Wushen and the others’ hearts, so that Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall’s losses will be smaller."
Old Fat Head, beside him, nodded heavily at these words.
He had stayed in Willow Leaf City for so long; what kind of crap Willow Leaf Saint Manor’s people were, he of course knew very well.
Sure enough, from far away they saw Ye Wushen and the others’ whole bodies trembling madly.
But before they could speak, Leng Chan had already strode out, his whole body radiating Soldier Killing aura as he said, "Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall, you..."
Before the words fell, Pei Yupo cut him off at once...
"Overlord Comrce, I know your plan."
"You really were impressive earlier, forcing our Qian Demon Fighting Saint to run back and forth, but now I’ve seen through it all. From this mont, even if we all die here, we’re dragging this whole Willow Leaf City down with us."
"All of you are going to die!"
At this mont, Pei Yupo’s voice pierced straight into the heavens, slamming hard into everyone in Willow Leaf City.
He was deliberately saying he’d wipe out Willow Leaf City in a mutual-destruction blaze.
In truth, of course, he was just scaring the people of Willow Leaf Saint Manor, so Pei Yupo emphasized again, heavily, "If you’re still thinking of stalling for ti, that’s impossible."
As these words rang out, most faces in Willow Leaf City went pale, especially Ye Wushen and the others.
And Pei Yupo’s words continued...
"In other words, we’ve already made up our minds: we’re definitely dragging all of you to die with us."
"Especially the people of Willow Leaf Saint Manor—every last one has to die. As long as you don’t hand over Su Old Demon’s granddaughter, you’ll be the ones to die the fastest."
He was going after Willow Leaf Saint Manor like a madman...
Just as Sikong Jing had said, during the frenzied Mad Demon slaughter after Pei Chang returned, Pei Yupo finally saw how full of cowardly self-preservation Willow Leaf Saint Manor was in deploynt and formation; he could see their Battle Intent was very weak.
That was why Pei Yupo suddenly halted the slaughter now, in order to target Willow Leaf Saint Manor.
He felt this battle might not be as hard as he’d imagined; as long as he made Willow Leaf Saint Manor collapse, it would be enough.
"Ye Wushen, as long as you hand over Su Old Demon’s granddaughter, I can consider forgiving you for playing ... If you surrender, I can even spare every last mber of Willow Leaf Saint Manor."
Right now, Pei Yupo could also see the constant shifting of Ye Wushen and the others’ expressions, so he pressed the advantage with his words.
If you insist on resisting, we’ll first bite down and kill the people of Willow Leaf Saint Manor with everything we’ve got; if you surrender, then we talk.
What Pei Yupo hadn’t expected was...
Within the army of Willow Leaf Saint Manor, an aged woman’s voice actually rang out at once, retorting, "Are you serious? As long as we surrender, you won’t touch Willow Leaf Saint Manor in the slightest?"
As soon as these words ca out, everyone’s gaze turned toward the speaker—of course it was Ye Wuyu.
Her voice instantly left Ye Wuzhi, Leng Chan, and the others stunned, then they erupted in furious curses... The other side hadn’t said more than a few lines and Ye Wuyu had already chickened out; utterly outrageous.
This even made Ye Wuzhi regret having been too soft-hearted earlier; he should’ve just knocked Ye Wuyu out cold.
As for Ye Wuyu over here, she’d learned her lesson from the slaps and beatings she’d just taken. First she hid firmly behind Liu Shizeng, then shouted loudly, "Overlord Comrce, don’t make it sound so noble."
"Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall just said they’ll target Willow Leaf Saint Manor first; they’re not targeting you..."
The aning being: Overlord Comrce isn’t the one being singled out, so of course they can sit there spouting grand-sounding ’don’t fear death’ nonsense.
After mocking Overlord Comrce a few tis, Ye Wuyu imdiately turned again toward Pei Yupo’s direction and said heavily, "As long as you spare Willow Leaf Saint Manor, we can agree to anything you ask. Isn’t that right, big brother?"
As she spoke, Ye Wuyu looked toward Ye Wushen...
The corners of his mouth twitched, of course. He still couldn’t make up his mind; he genuinely didn’t know what to do.
Ye Wushen certainly felt Ye Wuyu was jumping out a bit too fast; she shouldn’t be surrendering this quickly. Even if they were going to yield, they should at least negotiate first or sothing.
At the sa ti, Old Fat Head, hidden on the opposite side, was also dumbfounded.
He had thought Ye Wushen and the others might break, but he hadn’t expected Ye Wuyu to jump out and undermine herself in this situation.
Sikong Jing, next to Old Fat Head, however, was very calm...
He tugged lightly at the corner of his mouth and even smiled as he said, "Senior Old Fat Head, now you know why I brought you into the city, right? Willow Leaf Saint Manor is even more rotten than you imagined..."
At once, Old Fat Head understood in his heart, even secretly thinking that Young Master Sikong really had it too rough.
In this battle, he not only had to face the terrifying Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall, he also had to deal with these trash who kept dragging him down.
"My little uncle is still too soft-hearted, but you can’t really bla him. He’s never truly experienced war, after all."
Sikong Jing muttered again. Even if they couldn’t kill Ye Wuyu earlier, they at least had to make sure she couldn’t speak anymore—but Ye Wuzhi had still been thinking... one more Venerable Realm was one more bit of combat power.
"Ha, hahaha..."
Right at this mont, Pei Yupo suddenly burst into loud laughter; he was completely stunned.
Even he hadn’t expected a core figure of Willow Leaf Saint Manor to jump out and beg for rcy this quickly. Even though he’d seen their cowardly self-preserving nature, he hadn’t thought it would go this smoothly.
So he laughed, laughed very happily...
Once his laughter died down, Pei Yupo looked again at Ye Wushen’s suspicious and uncertain expression, and said with a sinister chill, "Ye Wushen, you of course still have to hand over the two pieces of the Qianyuan Soldier Fragnt. As long as you hand them over, you’ll be great ritorious subjects."
"And what my Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall can give you will definitely be far more than Overlord Comrce can."
Pei Yupo certainly didn’t know that Willow Leaf Saint Manor had been forced to their current state by Sikong Jing ramming them forward. All it took was a heavy pressure from Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall for their true colors to show.
And as Pei Yupo’s final words fell...
Ye Wushen suddenly thought of everything Sikong Jing had done to Willow Leaf Saint Manor, and his heart wavered even more violently.
Maybe he could seize this chance... to get rid of Sikong Jing?
He had been pushed so hard by Sikong Jing; he naturally hated him to the extre.
If Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall really could spare Willow Leaf Saint Manor—if they no longer intended to kill him—then relying on them wouldn’t be impossible. In the end they’d still be vassals; whoever they followed was still just following soone, right?
Of course, they still needed to negotiate properly first; they couldn’t be as impulsive as Ye Wuyu...
Seeing Ye Wushen’s expression shifting, Pei Yupo’s face suddenly turned cold as he barked, "Ti is short, Ye Wushen, answer at once."
Again, Pei Yupo didn’t want to drag things out too long...
Right now, he just wanted Ye Wushen to agree on the spot, so he shouted fiercely once more, "As long as you seize Su Old Demon’s granddaughter right now and bring her to , I’ll imdiately accept Willow Leaf Saint Manor’s surrender first, and I won’t kill a single one of you."
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