Published: March 9, 2025
Looking at Brother Tiger, who was so self-righteous and eloquent, Chu Yang was left utterly speechless.
This guy was dreaming too beautifully, though the design he came up with was indeed brilliant!
"And also, that day when I followed the greedy wolf out, I encountered a terrifying guy..." Brother Tiger took a deep breath, still shaken, and began to recount what happened that day, gesturing animatedly.
"Ugh..." Chu Yang suddenly gasped.
How high was Gu Xinwu's cultivation level? Although he hadn't engaged in direct combat and didn't know much about it, Chu Yang firmly believed that Gu Xinwu's combat power was definitely above heavenly level! Either at the peak of heavenly level or even celestial level.
The iron blood alliance ranked thirteenth among the super sects of Eastern Sovereign Heaven, which already made it a colossal force. How weak could the three alliance leaders of the iron blood alliance be?
But... he was toyed with by that Elder in Green Robes to the point where he didn't even have a chance to react!
Who exactly was this Elder in Green Robes? Why... did his actions seem specifically aimed at venting his anger on me?
"Was it the person we encountered last time?" Chu Yang was referring to Snow Tear Cold.
"Definitely not! This person is weaker than that one," Brother Tiger replied.
Chu Yang fell into deep thought.
At such a moment, a person like that actually appeared?
...
In the early morning.
Snow Fairy angrily kicked open the camp of the Lingxiao Sect. Both sects had set up their camps far outside the city for peace; by the time Snow Fairy received the news, the iron blood alliance was already finished.
And this outcome not only meant the end for the iron blood alliance but also meant that the Dreamlike Pavilion of the Mundane World would miss out on the genius disciples!
Seeing many injured members in the Lingxiao Sect's ranks, their killing intent still simmering, Snow Fairy quickly pieced together what had happened. Any last ounce of hesitation disappeared, and her fury exploded!
"Hai Yang Bo! You've gone too far!" Snow Fairy trembled with rage.
Over a hundred people, fifty for a single exchange, yet the iron blood alliance's death toll was equivalent to two slots.
Now the Lingxiao Sect had quietly taken care of business without a word. They swallowed everything whole...
Even if just one from each sect would have been acceptable.
Hai Yang Bo was counting heads, a gloomy expression on his face; how could there only be one hundred and eight…? In total, they could only exchange for two. Even if the other side showed mercy and spared one, at most they’d get three—what use would that be…
But where were five suitable geniuses for the Lingxiao Sect...?
"Uh, Fairy, you're here. Please, have a seat," Hai Yang Bo said, ushering them in with a polite gesture.
"Give me fifty heads!" Snow Fairy directly stated her demand, reaching out for the heads, knowing full well that the other side wouldn't voluntarily offer a share for one of her disciples.
"Impossible!" Hai Yang Bo shook his head vigorously, like a rattle drum.
Are you joking? We've worked so hard to gather a hundred, and you expect half just because you asked?
That’s out of the question! What kind of logic is that!
"Sea Elder, it all comes down to one principle. You can’t just act without notifying others; is that even reasonable?" Snow Fairy's anger was escalating: "Hai Yang Bo, after all these years, I really didn’t expect you, who usually smiles and appears honest, to pull such a bizarre stunt..."
Hai Yang Bo argued back with confidence: "Fairy, you are mistaken. Everything I do is for the sake of the sect. Everything is based on the interests of our sect..."
"Stop your nonsense!" Snow Fairy shouted in a fury, disregarding any semblance of decorum: "Fifty heads! Hurry up! Hai Yang Bo, if you dare say no, don't blame me for turning against you!"
This situation was not Snow Fairy's fault; the sudden emergence of Yan Rushan had left no room for negotiation.
Moreover, Chu Yang's tone had been getting increasingly firm day by day.