Chapter 475 - Out of the frying pan and into the fire (3)

Chapter 468

/*unedited*/

Outskirts of the Dongxi city, the main camp of the Lao mercenary clan

In a brown tent surrounded by many guards, a middle-aged man is currently behind a woman who is m.o.a.ning in both pain and pleasure. The woman has a haggard appearance and her clothes are disheveled.

Her hair are grabbed from behind the man continuously and mercilessly trusted his member inside her.

At the side of the bed, there are already four women with an exhausted look on their faces as they are already sleeping or unconscious from the merciless man.

Ming Lao is really angry right now and is currently bending his frustration on his wives. Because of the huge loss, they have incurred in this siege he is unsatisfied and wanted to kill someone. But he knew that he could not take it out to his soldiers. So instead he diverted his frustration into his libido and so his wives were the ones to receive the brunt.

But of course, the women are already used to this and they had gladly accepted this man as their husband even though he was merciless towards them in bed. However, what they like is that Ming Lao would always indulge them in their whims and vanity.

As long as they stay pretty and active, he would keep them.

Meanwhile, outside of the tent, an ugly look is currently being displayed on the face of Fifi Lao. This is because the last one whom her father is releasing his frustration is her blood mother. She can hear the m.o.a.ns of pain and pleasure from her mother and this sound is making her heart feel pain.

Deep within her, she has already sworn that if her husband will do the same, she would not just stay there and keep quiet, she would fight it out to the death. If she has an option, she would rather stay single for her entire lifetime.

"All men are animals…" she muttered garnering a chuckle from the person beside her.

"Sister, this is just our father's way of curbing his anger… At least he is not killing anyone anymore. Or would you rather suffer as our elder brother has suffered?" Jianguo Lao said with a smirk.

He carefully looks at his sister an evil smile appears on his face. Although his sister has an icy and depressing atmosphere around her, he could not deny that she is one of the most beautiful women he has ever seen in his lifetime. Plus her body's curves are truly tantalizing and stunning.

If she is not his blood sister, he would have pushed her down a long time ago already.

Suddenly, the sound on the tent stopped, and not long later, Ming Lao walked out with the depressing look on his face already easing up.

"What is the news in the frontlines?" he asked as he takes a seat at the middle edge of the table.

"We have lost almost half of our army father… I think we cannot achieve victory as long as that guy is present." Jianguo Lao reported.

"He is an aberrant nascent realm expert… the prince could not blame me for this failure. His personal guard even lost to that man." Ming Lao said as he ponders.

"Tell all the mercenaries to retreat! We cannot stay in Dongxi City anymore. We must retreat back to Si city as soon as possible. Tell the shipmasters to prepare the warsh.i.p.s." Ming Lao commanded after thinking for a while.

Hearing his words, the faces of both Fifi and Jianguo turned serious.

If they have won and conquered the city, the clans inside would be under their control. However, since they have lost the battle, they don't have a choice but to go back to the capital city of the Si Kingdom.

Everyone immediately scrambled and prepare for departure.

Ming Lao turns his sight on the city.

"I shall return… and in my return, I will destroy you all." He muttered.

The remaining forces of mercenary inside the city are simultaneously receiving the command to retreat. So the mercenaries are already running and flying towards the direction of the main camp.

Meanwhile, in a street corner, a mercenary is currently lying on the ground with blood flowing down his gut. Beside him are his companions who are also lifeless. Meanwhile, squatting beside them is a young man and on his hand, he is listening to the communication bead he got from the group leader before killing him.

Shin Jiao has heard the command to retreat and he also heard about warsh.i.p.s. This made him interested.

"If they can travel using warsh.i.p.s towards the capital, I will not spend a lot of time and bother with the portal… I think my best option is to board a warship and travel with them." Shin Jiao thought.

Suddenly within his memory, a fragment about warsh.i.p.s appears. Then he smiles.

"I guess this is the surest way to the capital then. Even if I fix this portal, I am not sure of the portal in the capital was not destroyed in the fighting. So my best option is to board that ship then."

Shin Jiao has two options, right at this moment, and the portal option is taking a lot of time. Inside his ring, the computer has reached about 80% of its analysis of the full functionality of the portal. Although this is enough for Shin Jiao to know what to do next, he immediately discovered the problem and that it the destination portal.

With a decision in his mind, he turns his sigh at the Xilu academy and a wry smile appears on his face.

"I'm sorry for breaking this promise little girl. But I have to go now." He said as he flew to the air and follows a group of mercenary he spotted. He then activated his camouflage and his figure vanished.

Meanwhile, the group of mercenaries he is currently following behind is vigilantly retreating. However, no matter how vigilant they are, they did not expect that an invisible figure is currently following them from behind.

Upon arriving at their destination without a hitch the group immediately moves towards their assigned battalion.

The camp of the Lao clan mercenaries is now boarding the huge warsh.i.p.s hovering a few meters in the air. While some of them are loading the warsh.i.p.s with provisions and needed resources for their travel.

Shin Jiao on the other hand has chosen a warship to board and immediately snuck inside. He noticed that the warship doesn't actually have any fighting capability. It seems that those are warsh.i.p.s that were configured and were turned into fast transport sh.i.p.s.

He enters a cargo hold and then saw some mercenary robes and armors in a box. Shin Jiao immediately took one pair and donned it on himself.

"This thing doesn't look that bad." Shin Jiao thought as he looks at himself reflected from a bronze shield.

He then blended with the crowd of mercenaries as his presence disappears.

After two hours of preparation, the several dozens of warsh.i.p.s launched to the air and slowly vanished within the horizon.

Meanwhile, Dongxi city has become silent as the mercenary group has left.

The army of the city also began moving as they help those citizens that have suffered. They also began to take the dead bodies within the cities and began moving them out. Not long later the deep hole that the soldier's dug was immediately filled with bodies of the mercenaries. While the citizens are buried in a proper burial ground at the southern cemetery located on the outskirts of the city.

Xilu Academy

Wen Mo Yang is currently waiting at the entrance of the academy with excitement in her eyes. She has seen the city army began to roam around the city, she already knew that the battle is already finished. So she is waiting for Shin Jiao to visit her at the academy.

However, nighttime has already come and still no figure of Shin Jiao can be seen anywhere. This made Wen Mo Yang feel worried. She didn't know why but she had a bad premonition deep in her heart.

"Sister Wen, you're still waiting here… Do you think Master Ji would still come? I think he would have left with the mercenaries. If I were him, I would follow those bastards and then destroy them in one blow." The young woman said trying to console her friend.

"I guess… he… he would directly travel to the capital." Wen Mo Yang said with a saddened expression.

She could not help herself but feel a sad pang in her heart. And her eyes slowly became teary.

"Hey, don't feel sad about it. Those powerful cultivators are like fleeting clouds in the sky. It is hard for us to understand them. We should just concentrate on our cultivation and hope that one day we can meet them…"

Hearing the words from her friend an unknown flame of desire was lit in Wen Mo Yang's heart. She wanted to prove herself to Shin Jiao and wanted to reach his level. She knew that once she reached the nascent realm like him, she would one day see him again.

On that day, she hopes that he would acknowledge her as an equal. With that in mind, Wen Mo Yang wipes the tears forming at the side of her eyes and clenches her fist while looking at the horizon.

"One day, I will be strong. One day, I will be able to stand beside you… I hope that when that day comes you can acknowledge me…" she muttered as her heartfelt warm and her cheeks blushing.

While this is happening, Shin Jiao who is inside one of the warsh.i.p.s suddenly sneezes while lying on a bunk bed.

"I think someone is thinking about me." He muttered as he went back to rest and closes his eyes.