Chapter 327 - Chapter 327: Chapter 328 Burn It, It Must Be Burned

Chapter 327: Chapter 328 Burn It, It Must Be Burned

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Yang Huan had already sent men ahead to notify others, and all the nearby camps were forcibly taken away, leaving only Jing Kun still in the dark.

Yang Huan was no kind-hearted believer, this person had previously attempted to assassinate her, and she definitely could not let the enemy off lightly.

For Li Xiaobai, having one more camp of cultivators to decimate was considered a good thing.

“My lord, the camp ahead is Jing Kun’s territory,” said a voice. “Jing Kun has been harming his comrades to accumulate power. I suspect there may be another mastermind behind him. I want to confront him face to face and ask why he would do such a thing!”

Yang Huan said.

All of us are camp masters tasked with defending the Flesh Mountain Battlefield. Normally, we should be evenly matched, but Jing Kun has repeatedly been able to kill other camp masters and expand his power. If there weren’t someone more powerful aiding him from behind, he wouldn’t have the guts to do so.

“Hmm, then let’s go and ask him.”

Li Xiaobai was indifferent; such deceitful actions were not uncommon in the Cultivation World, where killing others to seize resources for personal gain was just part of the norm. It seemed that Yang Huan still had a sense of righteousness in her heart and was not yet tainted by the darkness of the Cultivation World.

…

At this moment, inside the camp on the battlefield, Jing Kun was toasting and merry-making with others.

The assassins had already been dispatched, all of them his loyal soldiers. Once the loyal soldiers brought back the Tiger Talisman, they would logically take over the opponent’s camp.

“Hehe, my lord, brilliant!”

“This time Yang Huan, that wretch, acted alone, presenting us with a perfect opportunity. Once our men kill her, you’ll be the strongest camp master in this vicinity!”

“Indeed, congratulations, my lord!”

The cultivators, all with joyous expressions, toasted Jing Kun one after another.

“Hehe, it’s all thanks to the efforts of you brothers. When we take over that wretch’s camp, there will be rewards for everyone!”

Jing Kun too was grinning ear to ear, marveling at how smoothly things were progressing.

Killing a camp master, seizing their command, and taking over the resources of their camp was not his first rodeo.

Yang Huan was comely and valiant, additionally the daughter of the City Lord. He had made advances to her numerous times in the past, hoping to unite their strengths. Sadly, she had always snubbed him.

If he couldn’t have her, then he would just destroy her!

A chilling glint flashed in Jing Kun’s eyes. This borderland wasteland was only populated by endless Flesh Mountains; death here was a commonplace affair.

Even if she was the City Lord’s daughter, her death in this frontier wouldn’t cause a stir. Without evidence, no one would accuse him of wrongdoing.

And as long as that certain lord was on his side, even if things came to light, he would emerge unscathed.

That being was a powerful entity of the primary battlefield and someone even the City Lord had to be courteous towards.

It was then an attendant came with a report from outside the tent.

“Report! A troop has barged into our camp!”

“Hmm? Who is it? Who dares to storm into Jing Kun’s camp?”

Jing Kun was alarmed and asked.

“My lord, the leader is a woman, it appears to be Camp Leader Yang!”

“What a bunch of incompetents, failing their task. But this Yang Huan isn’t smart either, delivering herself to our doorstep. Well, it’s to our advantage. I shall savor her first and then it won’t matter whether she’s dead or alive!”

Jing Kun’s eyes turned cold.

“Everyone, follow me out of the tent!”

“Understood!”

A line of people rushed out of the tent, and at that moment, two groups of forces were already in a standoff inside the camp.

Li Xiaobai had temporarily kept the black flames at bay, simply surrounding the camp without allowing them to spread further. This was a new trick he had recently figured out, a sort of autopilot mode.

He severed his connection with the Hellfire and let the flames burn on their own. Later, he would return to reclaim them, and the Hellfire would automatically level up. The only downside was that if he was not present and the flames were extinguished, the System would gain nothing.

“Jing Kun, come out and talk!”

Yang Huan said sternly, her brows furrowed.

“So, it’s Miss Huann’er. What brings you here today?”

Jing Kun greeted her with a smile, chuckling hehe.

“Jing Kun, don’t play dumb. It was your people who attacked the lady. If you don’t give an explanation today, don’t even think about leaving this camp!”

Wang Hu said fiercely, and if it weren’t for his inadequate cultivation level, he would have charged up and fought them already.

“Ha, a lowlife dares to bark in front of me. Are all of Camp Leader Yang’s subordinates this ill-mannered?”

Jing Kun’s expression darkened as he spoke indifferently.

“Jing Kun, stop the act. I know it was you who sent people to assassinate me. If it weren’t for the help of an expert, I would have been dead by now. I know that you definitely wouldn’t have the courage to do this on your own. So, tell me, who’s backing you?”

Yang Huan asked solemnly.

“An expert’s help, could it be this pretty boy?”

Jing Kun raised an eyebrow, looking at Li Xiaobai with disdain. The assassins he’d sent were only at the Golden Core Stage, with just one Nascent Soul Stage leading them, hardly a formidable force, and no match for a prodigy of this caliber.

But now that the other party had ventured deep into his camp, he had several Nascent Soul Cultivators at his disposal. Even if the opponent was a genius, there was no escaping this trap.

“It’s no shame to tell you that I, Jing Kun, have already swallowed up five camps, with as many as six Nascent Soul Cultivators under my command, and with me included, there are seven. You have brazenly intruded into my camp today, which is like falling into a spider’s web!”

“Nascent Soul Stage?”

“That weak?”

Li Xiaobai scratched his head, full of confusion. It wasn’t that he was putting on an act, but before coming, he really thought that even if there were no Transcendance Tribulation Stage cultivators in the camp, there should at least be some of the Divinity Transformation Stage, right?

It turned out to be just a bunch of weaklings. Now the sustenance required for the Hellfire to level up was becoming frighteningly high. Merely Nascent Soul Stage, he feared it would hardly satisfy its needs.

“Boasting shamelessly. At your age, at your stage, even if you are a genius, what of it?”

“If the gap in cultivation levels isn’t wide, even if you are highly gifted, it’s nothing but an illusion. Today, I will teach you that in this world, power is everything. All else is but an empty reputation!”

“Come forth, seize these people, and bring Camp Leader Yang to my tent. I shall have the pleasure of doting on her properly!”

Jing Kun’s face twisted into a sinister smile, completely disregarding Li Xiaobai. He waved his hand grandly, and several Nascent Soul Stage experts immediately surrounded Yang Huan’s group.

Threads of powerful energy unfurled, tension in the space solidified, and the pressure mounted.

The leader, an old man with his hands behind his back, looked at Li Xiaobai.

“I’ve heard you’re a genius?”

“Will you dispatch yourself, or shall this old man make his move?”

“Boss, they have seven Nascent Soul Stage masters. What should we do?”

Yang Huan asked cautiously, still somewhat apprehensive in the face of so many Nascent Soul Stage experts.

Li Xiaobai raised an eyebrow and glanced at the old man, saying resolutely, “Burn them, burn them, you must burn them all. If we don’t burn these pretentious wretches, where will our human race have a bright future?”