Published: August 15, 2025
Chapter Seventy-Six: Negotiation and Fire
After several rounds of negotiations between the seven mysteries sect and the wild wolf gang, a border area called Falling Sand Slope was mutually agreed upon as the site for the talks.
Regarding the participants in the negotiation, the wild wolf gang firmly insisted that each side must send a top leader to attend, to demonstrate sincerity; otherwise, there was no point in holding the talks at all.
This condition, once proposed, did not cause much stir on the seven mysteries sect’s side, as it was a very normal term in such negotiations.
Of course, the true top leader would never risk personal danger, so the seven mysteries sect at most would send a vice sect master, and the other side would also send a comparatively high-ranking vice gang leader to represent them. Therefore, this condition posed no problem.
Thus, both parties agreed on a specific date for the negotiation, and on that day each side would send a team of over a hundred people to attend the meeting.
To prevent any ambush during the talks, the sect made meticulous arrangements for the participants and backup forces.
Not only was the negotiation team led by the sect’s second-best expert, Vice Sect Master Wu, but nearly a hundred members in the team were top-tier masters within the sect. These included key figures like protectors, devoted servants, as well as several elders and hall masters, forming a truly formidable lineup.
With such a team of experts assembled, even if the wild wolf gang unleashed all their elite forces, they would hardly be able to halt their advance. The seven mysteries sect was brimming with confidence.
Moreover, in case anything went wrong, those attending the talks could rely on their superior martial arts skills to quickly break through enemy lines and return to their territory. Awaiting them there were several elite teams from the Blood Blade Hall responsible for escorting and ensuring their safe retreat.
Li Feiyu also volunteered to join. For someone with little time left to live, the more dangerous the place, the stronger his desire to go.
In this way, the team, which accounted for nearly half of the seven mysteries sect’s top experts, finally set off from the mountain as the negotiation day approached. Their round trip would take at least half a month—a truly long stretch of time!
Han Li was not particularly concerned about this. For him, whether the talks succeeded or failed was irrelevant. He was about to leave this place and venture into the outside world. The rise and fall of the seven mysteries sect had little to do with him!
As long as it didn’t involve him personally, he was too lazy to care about these matters now.
So, during the few days after the negotiation team left, Han Li remained unhurried, cultivating the medicinal herbs he needed and starting to collect seeds of some rare herbs for future use.
Han Li had already decided that once the negotiation team returned to the mountain, he would formally take leave from several of the sect masters. If the higher-ups were unreasonable and refused to let him go, he wouldn’t mind showing off his true strength in front of them to make them give up completely.
Actually, sneaking away stealthily without anyone noticing would be the easiest. But Han Li worried that if they couldn’t find him, they might trouble his family. So openly bidding farewell to the higher-ups and demonstrating his power to intimidate them was necessary.
As for the excuse to leave, Han Li had long thought it over: he would say he missed Doctor Mo and wanted to seek him out. Whether the others believed it or not didn’t matter to Han Li. With absolute strength backing him, why would he fear their suspicions?
Whenever Han Li thought of this, a faint cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. At this moment, if he wanted to take the lives of a few sect masters, it would be as easy as flipping his hand.
Of course, he only thought about it but had no real intention to do so.
But what Han Li never expected was that on the fourth night after the negotiation team left, a ragged, dust-covered man with disheveled hair suddenly burst into his room. His bloodshot eyes stared wildly, and with cracked, peeling lips, he hoarsely said: