Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 322: Dividing the Spoils
The benefits have been obtained, and it feels so refreshing, yet here I am, having gained nothing. Not only did I exert effort and endure humiliation, but I also have to let people go... Although I had already decided to release them, I can't just suffer such a loss, can I?
"Release them quickly!" Chu Yang shouted. "If you don’t, be careful that I won’t be polite!"
Young Master Wei felt a surge of anger rising from his dantian, nearly making his vision blur; with a heavy grunt, he refused to stay and watch this fool's arrogant face any longer. With a leap, he flew into the air, angrily saying, "Hurry up and keep up! Today, I’ll make you face a world turned upside down!"
And with a whoosh, he vanished from sight.
He was truly infuriated.
However, from Jing Menghun's perspective, it was quite different: this young master merely spoke a few words, and though he sounded impatient and rude, the so-called devil, Young Master Wei, actually left without daring to utter a sound?
Though he left with a harsh remark, everyone understood it was mere posturing in a situation where he had no other choice. Usually, when one cannot defeat the opponent, they would say something like that while retreating...
What an impressive character!
In an instant, Jing Menghun looked at Chu Yang with awe, elevating the status of Chu Imperial Seat in his heart to unimaginable heights!
If Jing Menghun were a woman, seeing the expression in his eyes right now, Chu Yang would have no doubt that this guy would be willing to offer himself...
"Jing Imperial Seat, are you not going to check on your brothers?" Chu Yang waved his hand, exuding an air of grace and composure, his expression restrained and aloof. "I must take my leave now; we shall meet again if fate allows..."
At that moment, Yin Wutian on the ground struggled to rise, mumbling a thank you, followed by a few more words of gratitude. However, he had been beaten so badly by Young Master Wei that Chu Yang could hardly make out what he said...
Nodding slightly and smiling, Chu Imperial Seat remained still before he seemed to be swept away by a strong wind, and in an instant, he vanished without a trace.
"The divine dragon appears but does not reveal its tail; truly, what a master." Jing Menghun sighed in admiration, saying, "When can I reach such heights... sigh." Shaking his head, he was well aware in his heart that this was something he could only dream of...
He hoped that when they met again, the other party would give him some face or reward... that would be a great blessing for him.
"Fourth Brother, you were too reckless... sigh, what kind of person can provoke Young Master Wei?" Jing Menghun felt a mix of pain and anger as he assessed Yin Wutian's injuries, shaking his head in frustration.
"I..." Yin Wutian barely managed to utter a word when suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood, his legs buckling as he fainted. He had truly humiliated this Fourth Throne to a considerable extent... Now that he was finally safe, he felt even more embarrassed...
A dignified throne, reduced to begging for mercy in front of sworn brothers, revealing his humiliating side...
"No one will know." Jing Menghun suddenly stood up, looking at the two who had been restrained, pondering for a long time before sighing, "I’m sorry..."
Both of them looked at him with extreme fear, but Jing Menghun's hands had already come down heavily...
Outside!
A solitary little hill.
"Fighting can wait; let’s start dividing the spoils. Give me the Amethyst Core!"
Seeing Young Master Wei's outstretched, pale palm, Chu Imperial Seat was momentarily stunned.
After coming here, Young Master Wei actually had the audacity to ask him for the Amethyst Core first, and he had a righteous air about him.
"On what basis?" Chu Imperial Seat was naturally unwilling. "This is my hard-earned labor!"
He certainly wouldn’t give it up; being in the Lower Three Heavens, it was rare to encounter such treasures. Now that he had it in hand, how could he spit it out?