Chapter 606: Twelfth Disciple (I)
With one last wave of hot air, the scorching flames that had turned people into ash disappeared. Only a thin blue glow surrounded Chen Wentian's figure standing imperiously over his subjects. This was not the justice of the common people or one based on fairness. This was the justice of the strong, an overwhelming strength that commanded complete submission.
One sect of disciples was wiped out and there were only four sects left, three of the so-called four great sword sects as well as the Tower of Swords. A gust of wind swept over the half-empty arena. Although the morning would not have been cold to these strong cultivators, they all shivered uncontrollably.
Disregarding these people, Chen Wentian glanced briefly toward the sky. The two Spirit Kings, Huang Wuji and Gong Liyun couldn't be seen but he knew they were somewhere nearby. He could faintly sense their aura. Since they hadn't shown themselves, his actions were still within their acceptable range. He didn't really care since he was now a Spirit King too but it was better to maintain a good relationship.
His head tilted back down and he stared at the remaining three representatives from the Four Greats in turn. He made them sweat for a while and then said in a serious voice, "For this attack against my disciples, I am willing to place the blame entirely on the Mount Xiong Sect and the Yang Clan. I can spare your lives but only under one condition. I want your three sects, The Mount Yun Sect, the Mount Huang Sect, and the Mount Tai Sect, to get rid of the Mount Xiong Sect for me. You have one month to get this done. After one month, I do not want to hear the name Mount Xiong Sect ever uttered again in this subcontinent!"
"Thank you, Immortal Chen!"
"Thank you, Immortal Chen!"
The three representatives smacked their foreheads against the stone floor several times as they bowed.
"The Mount Tai Sect swears that we will place a kill-on-sight order for members of the Mount Xiong Sect!"
"The Mount Yun Sect swears that we will immediately besiege Mount Xiong to prevent anyone from escaping!"
"The Mount Huang Sect swears that we will carry out Immortal Chen's orders!"
Chen Wentian waved his hands and dismissed them, "How you do it is up to you. Whatever resources you can steal and rob will also belong to you. Also, you don't need to report to me after you are done. I will know if you have done a good job or not."
"Yes, Immortal Chen!"
Then, like a horde of rats, the three sects scurried away in all directions and disappeared into the city nearby. Given a new lease on life, they couldn't run away fast enough. They had expected to die a horrible death but by a twist of fortune, they were spared. Their future was still uncertain but it was at least better than that of the Mount Xiong Sect.
"...?" He felt something didn't sound quite right but he couldn't exactly grasp it.
She looked up into his eyes with steely determination, "I can do anything. I can kill for you. I can renounce the Tower of Swords if you so wish.
Her voice then changed from firm to soft in an instant, a voice that only he could hear, I can do anything. I can even be your concubine if you like!"
Chen Wentian coughed, choking in surprise. This was the last thing he expected, especially from another man.
"I'm serious!" Peng Lingxi whispered. "Look!"
Before he could run away, she unfastened the front of her clothes with lightning quickness. She had already decided on this so her movements lacked any hesitation.
Before he could avert his eyes, a peculiar sight emerged like a morning's first light. There was pale skin, a slender neck, and thin shoulders. The only piece of clothing that remained was a silk-white undergarment. The front of the fabric was smooth and flat except for two gentle swells. They were small, like two small hills on a prairie, but they were unmistakable to all men in the world.
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