Chapter 626
by fanqienovelChapter 626: Temporary Compromise
“Stop!”
Before the blue-clad cultivator and the elder cultivator could react, Wang Chen raised the Supreme Mysterious Spirit Dragon True Form Image high and spoke in a chilling tone, “If you don’t want your Sister to turn into Evil Spirits, then stand down!”
The blue-clad cultivator had just summoned a golden hammer and was about to strike at Wang Chen.
Upon hearing those words, he abruptly halted, nearly spitting blood in frustration!
He gripped his treasure tightly and asked through gritted teeth, “What do you want?”
Wang Chen smiled slightly.
Even though the other party spoke with a harsh tone, it was a clear sign of weakness.
This meant he had just gained a trump card!
This guy must be a sycophant, right?
It had to be!
Wang Chen thought to himself, then hardened his expression: “What do I want? I want to ask what you all intend to do!”
“I have no grievances or grudges with you; yet you plan to capture me to use as material for trial talismans. Where do you get the audacity to ask me what I want?”
The blue-clad cultivator was choked into silence, his eyes turning red with anger.
The elder cultivator beside him showed greater maturity and composure: “Fellow traveler, we admit our wrongdoing earlier, and we are willing to apologize.”
“But if you think that holding Sister will make us submit and allow you to do as you please, you are gravely mistaken!”
He fixed his gaze on Wang Chen and stated sternly, “We, the Luo clan disciples, will not accept any threats!”
“Very well.”
Wang Chen suddenly pointed, and a bolt of lightning crashed down from the sky, striking the white-clad cultivator!
Although the strike was blocked by the ancient bell that the elder cultivator had summoned earlier, the already frightened white-clad cultivator trembled and instinctively recoiled.
All his courage and battle intent shattered under Wang Chen’s palm.
In the face of life and death, great terror strikes; those who are usually arrogant and overbearing often fear death the most!
“You!”
The elder cultivator erupted in anger, instinctively wanting to show Wang Chen a taste of his force, only to catch sight of the Supreme Mysterious Spirit Dragon True Form Image held high by Wang Chen.
He swallowed a mouthful of blood and spoke in a deep voice: “Tell me, what will it take to let Sister go?”
The elder cultivator realized that Wang Chen was a tough opponent, indifferent to threats. With his great strength, his usual methods would not work against him.
With no other choice, he lowered his stance and adopted a more pragmatic approach to negotiate with Wang Chen.
“Leave your storage bags…”
Seeing the expressions of both men change, Wang Chen continued calmly, “If you don’t want to, then take the Inner Demon Oath, promising never to trouble me again, and I will let Sister go.”
If it were possible, Wang Chen really wanted to eliminate these guys altogether.
But he knew that was far from realistic.
The others were all strong, and their equipment was impressive; as children of the immortal clan out in the world, they often had hidden cards for their survival.
Don’t be deceived by Wang Chen’s current dominance; he merely caught them off guard.
In a true head-to-head battle, even if Wang Chen emerged victorious, the cost would be devastating!
Thus, weighing the risks, he chose not to push them to the brink.
Inner Demon Oath!
The elder cultivator and the blue-clad cultivator exchanged uneasy glances.
Cultivators rarely made oaths, especially ones as grave as the Inner Demon Oath, for fear of entangling themselves in karmic consequences.
Once sworn, even if the oath was kept, it could still twist one’s fate!
Yet, under the circumstances, they had no choice but to comply. Unless they were willing to abandon the girl in the yellow skirt, they had to accept Wang Chen’s demand and vow never to trouble him again.
“Fine!”
The elder cultivator, a man of decisive action, hesitated only briefly before declaring, “We swear.”
“He must swear as well.”
Wang Chen gestured toward the white-clad cultivator, who was still coughing up blood.
The elder cultivator replied impassively, “Agreed.”
He added, “But you must also swear not to go back on your word.”
“Unnecessary.”
Wang Chen said lightly, “I have never broken a promise in my life.”
The elder cultivator seethed inwardly but could do nothing.
Having already knelt, one more bow made little difference. Though his hatred for Wang Chen burned fiercely, he betrayed no emotion.
And so, the three Purple Palace cultivators stood before Wang Chen and swore the Inner Demon Oath.
Once the oaths were complete, Wang Chen gave a slight nod and flicked his wrist, summoning the Supreme Mysterious Spirit Dragon True Form Image.
He released the girl in the yellow skirt.
Truthfully, the True Form image could not have sustained her much longer.
Though her cultivation level was the weakest among them, she was still a Purple Palace master, and the True Form image required an immense amount of spirit gas to capture or seal her.
Only by absorbing sufficient spirit gas during this time had Wang Chen been able to maintain his hold on her.
The girl in the yellow skirt tumbled to the ground, rolled twice, and then sprang to her feet, crying out, “Second Brother, Seventh Brother!”
The blue-clad cultivator rushed forward, his hand twitching as if to grasp hers, but he restrained himself. “Sister, it’s over now.”
In the next moment, the girl in the yellow skirt threw herself into the elder cultivator’s arms.
The blue-clad cultivator’s eye twitched, his smile more pained than joyful.
Wang Chen observed the scene, sensing the tangled web of relationships among them.
Still, it was not uncommon for cultivators of the same clan to form partnerships, and Wang Chen had no interest in meddling in their personal affairs. He turned to leave.
“Wait.”
The elder cultivator’s voice halted him. “May I ask your esteemed name?”
Wang Chen couldn’t help but laugh. “What’s the meaning of this?”
After such a bitter confrontation, why would he reveal his true name?
This Luo clan Purple Palace cultivator didn’t strike him as a fool.
The elder cultivator released the girl in the yellow skirt and fixed Wang Chen with a steady gaze. “With your strength, wandering the wilderness as a loose cultivator is a waste. Why not join our Luo clan?”
“I can secure you an immortal registry identity.”
“Second Brother!”
Both the girl in the yellow skirt and the blue-clad cultivator were stunned.
Moments ago, they had been locked in a life-and-death struggle, and now their enemy was being invited into their clan. Their minds reeled at the sudden shift.
The elder cultivator smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry. Once you join the Luo family, we are kin, and all past grievances will be forgotten. Serve the Luo clan faithfully, and…”
“Farewell.”
Wang Chen had no patience to hear more. He turned and left without another word.
The elder cultivator was undoubtedly a formidable figure, capable of bending and adapting with shrewd calculation, his demeanor carrying the air of a seasoned leader.
But even if his offer was genuine, Wang Chen would never accept.
On the contrary, if they crossed paths again, Wang Chen would seize the chance to settle today’s score.
This temporary truce was merely a stepping stone to greater retribution.
Moreover, Wang Chen doubted that the Inner Demon Oath would truly deter them from seeking revenge.
Oaths, no matter how binding, could always be circumvented or broken.
With that thought, he soared into the distance, leaving Bailong Daze far behind.