Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chapter 381: Tie Butian's Wait

Iron Dragon City was filled with uncontrollable anger, as he kicked Wu Kuangyun like a soccer ball, sending him flying off the ground. He landed with his plump backside facing down and bounced a couple of times.

"Stop whining! Look at how smug you were just now! If it weren't for the two things dangling in your pants, wouldn't you be shooting straight up to Nine Heavens?" Iron Dragon City said angrily.

Wu Kuangyun wanted to cry but had no tears left. He suddenly remembered that Iron Dragon City had been waiting for him here, and from this perspective, he indeed violated military law.

But... what was my crime? That was a decision made by your majesty himself...

Wu Kuangyun felt extremely wronged.

How could Iron Dragon City not know he was wronged? With Tie Butian around, could Wu Kuangyun really call the shots?

"Great Commander..." Wu Kuangyun said with a pitiful face.

"If you make another mistake, I'll strip you of your fat and use it to light up the heaven lantern!" Iron Dragon City drew his long sword, slicing down with a swift motion. Amidst Wu Kuangyun's wails, a flash of sword light appeared and fell with a sudden thud.

The ropes immediately snapped.

The gleaming sword edge brushed past Wu Kuangyun's wide-open terrified eyes, even snipping off a few of his eyelashes. The icy sensation made Wu Kuangyun feel like he had circled in front of Yama’s Palace, unable to hold back another scream.

"Get out!" Iron Dragon City roared like thunder from outside.

Wu Kuangyun quickly jumped up, covering his head as he bolted out of the command tent, fleeing in a disheveled manner.

This time, he not only received no reward for capturing the enemy but became a punching bag instead. What a stroke of bad luck.

Iron Dragon City pondered for a while before picking up his pen again, writing another letter, ordering his deputy to find a reliable person to deliver it to Tie Butian.

The deputy was baffled and said, "General Wu just brought him back. Why not let him..."

"Shut up! That brainless fool can’t be trusted with such confidential information!" Iron Dragon City’s anger had not yet subsided.

The deputy shrank back and fell silent.

"Invite Chu Imperial Seat over. I need to have a good chat with him," Iron Dragon City said.

Standing on a mountain peak, Tie Butian gazed far into the distance, his robes fluttering in the wind, looking as if he might take flight; his posture was elegant, but his expression was heavy, even somewhat melancholic.

Where is Chu Yang now?

How is he doing? Can he still hold on?

The absence of any news about Chu Yang made Tie Butian feel both worried and heavy-hearted, yet somewhat comforted.

Given the current situation, no news was the best news. If Chu Yang had truly fallen into the hands of Diwu Qingrou, she would definitely seize the opportunity to undermine Iron Cloud’s morale. She would surely make a big deal out of it!

Right now, the silence only proved that Chu Yang was still stubbornly fighting. At the very least, he was not dead, nor had he fallen into Diwu Qingrou's hands!

Tie Butian was anxious but could not show it. Moreover, he had no other options! Other than waiting here, he did not dare to take any further action.

He was unsure of what was wrong with his mood; it had been tumultuous these past few days. Eating and drinking had become difficult; every night he dreamed of Chu Yang standing at the foot of his bed, drenched in blood, and he would wake up startled.

Tie Butian furrowed his brows gently, silently asking himself: What’s wrong? What’s wrong with you?

No, it’s not that; Chu Imperial Seat has worked hard for Iron Cloud and is indispensable. Iron Cloud cannot be without Chu Imperial Seat; that's all there is to it. I’m just worried about his safety, nothing else...

Absolutely not! Yes, really not.

Tie Butian repeated this in his heart. But another thought crept up: If Chu Yang were to die on this over ten-thousand-mile escape route... what would happen?

Thinking of this question, a sudden pain shot through his heart, leaving him in a daze; it seemed... if Chu Imperial Seat were gone, would I lose my confidence? Or was it something else?