"Sect Leader, save !"
Elder Zhu shrieked at the top of her lungs in a final, desperate struggle.
Hong Yu paused, stunned. 'Crying out to the Sect Leader for help?'
The onlookers were equally astonished by Elder Zhu's desperate struggle, but their shock soon turned to sneers...
"Is this Elder Zhu just grasping at straws?"
"Our Cyan Nether Sword Sect is a distinguished and righteous sect. This vile woman has committed such heinous cris; the Sect Leader would be more than happy to see her dead. Why would he save her?"
Amid the murmurs, Elder Zhu's expression grew even more unsightly. She watched as Hong Yu's Godslaying Spear, which had briefly paused, pulsed with Spear Aura, ready to strike again.
The sharp Spear Aura and chilling killing intent sent a tremor through Elder Zhu's heart, and a wave of terror washed over her.
Her pupils contracted violently. Having apparently made a difficult decision, she yelled toward the Cyan Nether Main Peak, "Sect Leader, I only ask that you spare my life! I swear I will complete what I promised you within three months!"
"Hmph, facing death and you're still trying to muddy the waters?" Hong Yu frowned slightly and snorted. He prepared to strike and eliminate her for good.
However...
Just as he was about to thrust the Godslaying Spear forward and execute Elder Zhu, he was shocked to find an imnse, invisible force pressing down on him. His arm froze in place as if encased in an Ice Seal, unable to move.
'What is this...?'
Hong Yu's eyes narrowed, a look of shock and gravity appearing on his face.
A white figure, ethereal and otherworldly like an immortal banished from the Celestial Palace, floated down from the sky.
Like a lone skiff drifting down from the Cyan Nether Main Peak, he landed between Hong Yu and Elder Zhu. The newcor was dressed in white with his hands clasped behind his back. Simply standing there, he resembled a Divine Sword descended from the heavens.
He inspired both fear and reverence!
This man was none other than the Sect Leader of the Cyan Nether Sword Sect—Wang Jiankun!
Wang Jiankun's gaze was placid, but a strange flicker deep in his eyes betrayed his inner turmoil. He stared at Elder Zhu and said coolly, "Three months. Is that true?"
"It is! As long as the Sect Leader can spare my life, I can absolutely deliver the item to you within three months!" Elder Zhu nodded hastily.
She and Elder Luo were Elders who focused on power and influence; in terms of combat strength, they were at the bottom of the pack. The main reason they were able to control the two lucrative posts of Pill distribution and Sect trades within the Cyan Nether Sword Sect was a certain deal between Elder Zhu and the Sect Leader.
Ten years ago, Elder Zhu and Elder Luo had explored a secret realm together and obtained the Pill Recipe for a Fourth-Grade Pill: the Void Heaven Creation Pill.
It was with this Pill Recipe that Elder Zhu shot to a position second only to the Sect Leader.
Riding on her coattails, Elder Luo also beca an Elder with Real Power, in charge of the Sect's trade affairs.
In exchange, the two had promised to give Wang Jiankun one finished Void Heaven Creation Pill within twenty years. A Fourth-Grade Pill was already incredibly precious—a treasure whose appearance would trigger a bloody struggle throughout the entire Southern Ten Nations.
What's more, the Void Heaven Creation Pill was a supre Spirit Pill capable of helping a powerhouse at the Peak of the Primordial Core Realm to condense their Primordial Embryo and break through to the Primordial Embryo Realm.
Forget Wang Jiankun—any Primordial Core Realm expert would be moved by such a Pill.
For this reason, even though Wang Jiankun had long since discovered Elder Zhu and Elder Luo's illicit dealings, he had remained indifferent, all for the sake of waiting for that Void Heaven Creation Pill. However, ten years of waiting had gradually worn out his patience. Unfortunately, after a decade of developnt, the two Elders had beco deeply entrenched and were not easy to dispose of.
Wang Jiankun could only suppress the matter in his heart.
Today, he had first intended to use the two Elders to deal with Hong Yu, but the outco was self-evident: he had underestimated Hong Yu's strength.
After Elder Zhu's secrets were exposed, he then thought to use Hong Yu to eliminate the pair, intending to search their corpses for the Pill Recipe after the fact.
Unexpectedly, at the last mont, Elder Zhu had used this as a bargaining chip to call upon him.
Wang Jiankun had been stuck at the Peak of the Primordial Core Realm for three years, constantly longing to break through to the Primordial Embryo Realm, but he had never succeeded. Now, hearing that he could obtain a Void Heaven Creation Pill within three months and advance to the Primordial Embryo Realm after consuming it, how could he possibly restrain himself from intervening?
However...
The actions of Elder Zhu and her partner had drawn public outrage. If he were to protect them in public, it would likely cause considerable trouble.
Wang Jiankun hesitated for a mont before saying gravely, "Two months. If you can do it, I will protect you!"
"That..."
Elder Zhu's expression shifted slightly. Finally, she grit her teeth. "I used the Pill Recipe as paynt and entrusted the matter to the master of the Celestial Phoenix Tower, the number one Spiritual Craftsman of the Qin Kingdom, to help with the Refining. It will take about three months for the Pill to be ready. Once I have the Pill, I will present it to you."
"The Celestial Phoenix Tower? Give the Token to retrieve the Pill. I will spare your life today. Otherwise..."
Wang Jiankun said icily.
Elder Zhu's expression changed several tis.
She had indeed entrusted the Refining of the Void Heaven Creation Pill to the Celestial Phoenix Tower. The problem was, she had spent ten years gathering enough materials for two batches. She had planned for one Pill each for herself and Elder Luo. If she handed the Token over to the Sect Leader, she would get nothing from the two Pills.
How could Elder Zhu bear to part with them?
As she hesitated, Elder Zhu saw Hong Yu, who was still immobilized by Wang Jiankun. A venomous look flashed in her eyes as she pointed fiercely at him. "I can give you the Token, but this little bastard and his sister must be handed over to to deal with."
"Hm?"
Wang Jiankun frowned slightly.
Just then, Li Tie, who had already co down from the Cyan Nether Main Peak, heard this and reminded him in a low voice, "Sect Leader, after this battle, Hong Yu's reputation among the disciples is extrely high..."
Li Tie said no more, his point made.
He knew that with Wang Jiankun's shrewdness, he would understand the aning behind his words. More than half of the Sword Sect's disciples had witnessed today's events, and Hong Yu's prestige had reached an incredible high. Sparing Elder Zhu was already pushing the limits. If he were to then hand Hong Yu over to her, it would surely cause unnecessary unrest.
At this thought, Wang Jiankun said coldly, "Handing Hong Yu over to you is impossible. Na another condition!"
Dissatisfaction was written all over Elder Zhu's face.
But she also understood Wang Jiankun's concerns. Her eyes darted about, and a grim, determined expression ford on her face. "Fine, I don't need the boy. But you must give that little wench."
Before Wang Jiankun could refuse, Elder Zhu snarled, "Sect Leader, this Token of mine can be exchanged for two Void Heaven Creation Pills from the Celestial Phoenix Tower. If you can't even agree to this small request, then we have nothing more to discuss. At worst, we'll both walk away with nothing! If I die, I'm taking this Token with !"
As she spoke, Elder Zhu began to circulate her Cultivation Technique through her ridians, truly ready to self-destruct at the first sign of disagreent.
Wang Jiankun's eyebrows twitched, a chilling killing intent flickering in the depths of his eyes. Clearly, Elder Zhu's many demands had enraged him.
But at the thought of two Void Heaven Creation Pills, Wang Jiankun took a deep breath. "Fine. I promise you."
Wang Jiankun turned around.
Hong Yu imdiately felt the crushing pressure on his body vanish. A glint flashed in his eyes as he watched Wang Jiankun warily. "Sect Leader, was it you who stopped just now?"
Under the pressure of Wang Jiankun's Peak Primordial Core Realm power, Hong Yu's five senses had been sealed. He couldn't hear or see, and thus had not overheard the deal between the Sect Leader and Elder Zhu.
Wang Jiankun's indifferent gaze swept over Hong Yu, his voice as calm as still air. "It was I who stopped you. You don't need to ask why I interfered, nor do you need to ask how I plan to deal with Elder Zhu. I have a matter to discuss with you now!"
"Please speak, Sect Leader."
Hong Yu said.
He was still a disciple of the Sword Sect. When eting the Sect Leader, it was natural to show proper etiquette and respect.
But Wang Jiankun completely ignored this. He glanced indifferently at Yun ngyao, who was curled up beside Hong Yu, and said, "Today's matter ends here. Your cri of causing a disturbance in the Sword Sect is forgiven. I will deal with Elder Zhu myself. However, your sister must be handed over for the Sword Sect to handle."
"What?"
Hong Yu's face changed drastically, and the aura around him grew turbulent.
Wang Jiankun snorted coldly.
Though it was just a cold snort, the frigid glint that shot from his calm eyes made Hong Yu feel as if he had been plunged into an ice cellar. Despair, helplessness, and confusion instantly flooded his mind.
It was like soone used to seeing hundred-ter-tall buildings suddenly faced with a thousand-ter-tall skyscraper—a feeling of being so insignificant that one felt daunted even looking up. Hong Yu instantly found it difficult to breathe.
Wang Jiankun said indifferently, "You need not be so agitated. In exchange, I will grant you an opportunity to enter the Sword Tomb and receive a supre inheritance. Once you receive this inheritance, I guarantee you a limitless future!"
Having said this, Wang Jiankun clasped his hands behind his back, puffed out his chest, and waited indifferently for Hong Yu's reply.
Wang Jiankun's expression was utterly placid.
He simply couldn't believe that Hong Yu would refuse such a tempting offer!
'The Sword Tomb!'
It was a Holy Land that could be called the site of the strongest Martial Dao inheritance in the entire Fengyue Kingdom. Even among the Southern Ten Nations Alliance, Martial Arts Holy Lands comparable to the Cyan Nether Sword Sect's Sword Tomb were few and far between. Wang Jiankun was extrely confident that no genius could possibly resist the temptation of receiving the Sword Tomb's inheritance.
After all...
Even though the current generation of Sword Sect disciples was called the strongest in a hundred years, only Luoo Xiaoguai, Feng Xue Xin, and Hong Renjie had ever received the Sword Tomb's inheritance.
Hong Renjie, in particular, had obtained the Ancient Thunder Inheritance and was personally chosen as a disciple by that supre existence within the Sword Sect's Forbidden Land.
In the entire, vast Sword Sect, his status was in the top ten, second only to the Sect Leader!
Wang Jiankun was well aware of Hong Yu's origins. A re loser from a side branch should be even more desperate for power and status. He didn't think Hong Yu would give up such an excellent opportunity to climb the ladder.
However...
The ever-confident Wang Jiankun had no idea that his actions had deeply wounded what little dignity Hong Yu had left, touching upon his Reversed Scale.
A calm expression appeared on Hong Yu's handso face.
"Even with endless gold and silver, even with world-shaking power, where would I ever find another sister exactly like her? Perhaps in your eyes, with enough strength, you can have anything you want and do as you please. But in my eyes, compared to the life of my family, this Void Heaven Creation Pill, this Sword Tomb inheritance... it's all just dog shit."
His calm words were as firm and resounding as clashing tal. After saying his piece, Hong Yu bowed to Wang Jiankun. "Please forgive , but I cannot obey."
In that mont, his slender figure seed to beco tall and unyielding.
A sharp glint flashed in Wang Jiankun's cold eyes. Having been in a high position for so long, he had long forgotten the taste of rejection. He sneered, "Good, good, good. What a fine Hong Yu. My decision on this matter is final. Since you fail to see reason, you can just stay here along with your sister!"
A cold light flickered, like two sharp swords piercing through the void.
Wang Jiankun used Illusion Transformation to form a giant palm that crushed down toward Hong Yu.
But at that critical mont, the very air in the world seed to freeze. An incredibly powerful aura instantly locked onto Wang Jiankun, and a voice filled with domineering fury shook the heavens and the earth...
"Harm a single hair on my disciple's head, and I'll dig up your ancestors' graves!"
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