Chapter 299: 297. Walk? Walk where? (3/4)
Nangong Wentian’s eyes suddenly showed fear, and then he quickly shouted at Wen Ping, "The people of Cangwu City are still in my hands... and your Immortal Sect people... They were transporting food when my people captured them... Release me, and I will release them... Sect Leader Wen, spare my life!"
He was truly afraid now!
He realized that he had greatly overestimated himself and underestimated this Flood Dragon.
This Flood Dragon was at least at the Divine Profound Upper Realm, if not higher!
Otherwise, how could a single roar cause him such harm? Just that roar, and his body now felt like a raging sea. If it wasn’t for his desire to survive supporting him, he truly didn’t know if he could still stand up. When he saw Wen Ping standing up from afar after he said this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"He is wearing clothes identical to yours!"
Nangong Wentian was secretly delighted in his heart; his backup plan was indeed coming in handy. Originally, he intended to use the Immortal Sect’s people as leverage. Now, it had clearly become his lifeline.
Wen Ping raised his hand and said, "Great Flood Dragon, stop!"
The Flood Dragon suddenly turned its head, not dissatisfied with this nickname, "Not kill him?"
Wen Ping responded, "I have questions to ask him."
"Ask away, I’ll eat him later," the Flood Dragon replied indifferently.
Wen Ping took a few steps forward to stand in front of Nangong Wentian and asked, "Release the people, and I will let you go."
"Sect Leader Wen, I’m sorry... They are currently in the hands of my subordinates... I don’t even know where they are, but if I don’t return soon... They will kill all those people and burn all the food." As he said this, Nangong Wentian’s heart nearly leaped into his throat, forcibly suppressing his pain while staring at Wen Ping.
He was gambling, betting that Wen Ping would not be so firm this time.
Betting that Wen Ping cared about the lives of his Sect’s people.
Simultaneously, he was also betting on his own life.
After a moment of silence, Wen Ping spoke, "I will give you a chance... I can let you go, but I need to see my people return within the time it takes an incense stick to burn, otherwise, you won’t be going anywhere."
"I promise!"
Nangong Wentian felt a surge of joy, then tentatively began to descend.
"Wait!"
"Sect Leader Wen wouldn’t..."
"I won’t go back on my word, leave your Storage Ring."
"Storage Ring..." Nangong Wentian’s brow trembled; his Storage Ring contained all his possessions. How could he give it up so easily? However, looking at the Flood Dragon, he obediently took off his Storage Ring. After handing it to Wen Ping, he quickly descended the mountain and rejoined his men.
The Giant Demon soared into the sky, carrying Nangong Wentian as he flew away from Cangwu City.
With his departure, Cangwu City was suddenly immersed in a wave of joy.
The enemy retreated!
Cangwu City was safe!
"Long live Sect Leader Wen!"
"I always said things would be alright."
Accompanied by their voices, Huan Cheng glanced at the people disappearing into the distance, a hint of confusion on his face. In his impression, Wen Ping was not someone who would let enemies leave like this, right?
At this moment, on Yun Lan, Hua Zixun and others exited the Main Hall.
But no one dared to speak.
Everyone watched the Flood Dragon, not even daring to breathe.
Then the Flood Dragon spoke, "You’re the one who said not to kill... Next time you wake me, remember to prepare some food."
"Hmm."
Wen Ping nodded.
The next moment, the Flood Dragon soared into the sky, returning to the dormitory area.
Only then did Hua Zixun and others dare to speak, express their inner surprise.
The Divine Profound Middle Realm is not a match for the Immortal Sect’s Guardian!
Truly astonishing!
No wonder Wen Ping was so calm from beginning to end, seemingly unconcerned with all this.
Elder Zhantian Qingxuan spoke after experiencing a surprise, "Sect Leader, just let him leave like that?"
"Leave? Where to go?"
Wen Ping glanced at the Storage Ring in his hand.
He left, how to open the Storage Ring?
Then Wen Ping continued, "Elders at the Profound Realm, come down the mountain with me."
"Yes!"
Zhantian Qingxuan and others quickly responded, all understanding Wen Ping’s intentions.
...
Sitting on the back of the Giant Demon at that moment, Nangong Wentian was silently lost in thoughts, and no one dared disturb him, fearing he would take out his anger on them.
In Nangong Wentian’s heart, there was only regret and hatred at this moment.
The Mitian Sect suffered too great a loss this time.
Originally intending to demonstrate their might and obtain the Secret Treasure, they unexpectedly lost three Divine Profound experts, several Half-Step Divine Profound experts, even the Divine Profound Middle Realm Winged Snake King was dead.
The entire Mitian Sect’s high-end combat power was halved!
If word got out, the Mitian Sect’s status would plummet.
Soon, the Giant Demon landed.
Nangong Wentian dismounted with the support of others and surveyed the area, there were no longer any Divine Profound Realm experts, the strongest was now the Upper Profound Realm. The sight broke his heart.
"My lord!"
A Upper Profound Realm quickly stepped forward.
Seeing Nangong Wentian’s state, he guessed that something must have gone wrong.
Nangong Wentian quickly spoke, "Where is that white-clothed Profound Realm person?"
"Held in the camp."
"Damn, I really want to kill him!" Although Nangong Wentian said this, he didn’t dare to do so.
If half an incense stick’s worth of time passed, the Flood Dragon chasing him would be upon him.
Suddenly, someone stepped forward, while reporting, looked towards the approaching person, "My lord! Gold Chief..."
Nangong Wentian glanced at the person already approaching and then waved his hand at the reporter, signaling them to leave.
Before Nangong Wentian could speak, Gold Chief spoke from afar, "Nangong, your aura is so chaotic. And your people?"
Nangong Wentian responded angrily, "Gold Chief, no need for you to feign concern here, the matters of my Mitian Sect are none of your business, just manage your own affairs."
"Nangong, there’s no need to be so agitated."
Though Gold Chief’s tone remained calm, inside, he was rejoicing.
Defeated, indeed?
Who can you, a mere Mitian Sect, suppress?
As a defeated general, you dared to attack the Immortal Sect ahead of me.
Originally, he planned to be the mantis stalked by the oriole, but didn’t expect this guy couldn’t even be the mantis.
Nangong Wentian snorted coldly and continued, "I admit defeat, the Immortal Sect is yours... By the way, I captured an important figure from the Immortal Sect, do you want him?"
"Nangong, would you be so kind?"
"I’m leaving now, handing him to you, do what you want with him. If you can use him to pressure the Immortal Sect into compliance, consider it lucky, consider it revenge for me."
"Then take me to have a look."
He didn’t trust Nangong Wentian’s goodwill, but he had to take a look.
If it was true, regardless of any traps, he would take it.
The Immortal Sect forced Mitian Sect to retreat, proving they are not simple. Having someone to pressure them with was better than going alone.
"Follow me!"
"Please!"
The two headed towards the camp.
Nangong Wentian pointed to the inside of the camp and said, "The people of the Immortal Sect are inside."
"Haha, thank you very much, Brother Nangong."
Gold Chief smiled widely and then watched as Nangong Wentian’s men slowly lifted the curtain!
An exceptionally handsome young man appeared in view.
Profound Realm, indeed.
Nangong Wentian didn’t deceive him.
However...
However, why did he feel the white attire seemed so familiar?
Seemed like he had seen it somewhere.
And it was just in the past couple of days.
"Gold..." Nangong Wentian started to speak, but stopped.
Gold Chief stood with a pale face, staring at that white attire, retreating a few steps in shock.
"Your generous gift, I..."
Gold Chief’s words stopped halfway, then he quickly turned to look back.
Inside, he was cursing Nangong Wentian thoroughly.
He knew, leaving now was definitely too late!