Chapter 716: Chapter 715: Don’t Force Me to Draw My Sword
"Old Hu, you won’t be going. First, go and do something for me,"
Yang Fei suddenly stopped in his tracks and said to Hu Lizhong.
Hu Lizhong was momentarily stunned, his gaze questioning as he looked at Yang Fei.
Yang Fei said, "Take this opportunity to investigate and see if you can find any clues about the whereabouts of my second aunt and cousin."
Hu Lizhong was about to say that he had now lost his senior position in the Military Department and was clueless about such matters. It would be impossible to see results in a short time. However, he caught Yang Fei winking at him and instantly had a realization; Yang Fei wanted to send him away on purpose.
"Alright."
Hu Lizhong immediately agreed and also understood another reason why Yang Fei wanted to send him away.
If members of the Duanmu and Zhuge family’s elite were all on Meishan Mountain, their trip would be extremely dangerous. Yang Fei was very strong, and with his use to Brother Helian and the others, he might be able to save his own life, but if Hu followed, he would be a burden in a fight.
With this understanding, Hu Lizhong felt his eyes redden with emotion.
If Brother Yang treats me with sincerity, then I shall repay him with the same.
Hu Lizhong left, and none of Helian Zhan and his companions tried to stop him.
Wang Chunyang joked with a smile, "His strength isn’t enough. Going up there and getting involved in a fight would indeed be very dangerous. You sending him away is for his own good."
Helian Zhan and Ouyang He smiled without comment.
Obviously, they all understood Yang Fei’s intention, but since Hu Lizhong was not important to them, they didn’t intervene.
Seeing that they had seen through his thoughts, Yang Fei did not hide his intentions and said openly, "I am indeed worried about him following me—it’s too dangerous. After all, whether the seniors will protect me later is still an unknown. Even if you are willing to guard me, there’s no guarantee you could take care of Brother Hu in a fight."
"Let’s go, don’t waste time," said Ouyang He, moving forward with large strides.
The rest followed.
The National Security Bureau members stationed at the entrance to Meishan Mountain advanced to meet them as they approached, with one of them calling out loudly, "Meishan is now under strict control. Unauthorized individuals are not permitted to approach."
"Hmph."
With a cold snort, Ouyang He swung his arm. The members of the National Security Department who had come forward were on high alert and about to rebuke them when they suddenly felt a gust sweeping towards them, followed by a sudden weakness in their limbs. One after another, they collapsed to the ground.
With the perimeter defense neutralized, Ouyang He led the way, followed closely by the others. All being highly advanced in cultivation, they quickly ascended the mountain.
As for the National Security Department members they encountered on patrol, almost none could sound the alarm before silently collapsing.
Yang Fei felt secretly alarmed.
These members of the National Security Department were all experts above the Middle Third Grade of the Energy Transformation Realm, yet they stood no chance against the poison unleashed by Ouyang He.
Of course, any one of the present company could forcibly take the mountain from these members of the National Security Department, but the effortless way Ouyang He incapacitated the opposition was still chilling.
No wonder he was known as the old venomous creature, truly living up to his name.
However, recalling the poison technique Xu Jian had exhibited when contending with the experts of the Duanmu Family led by Duanmu Cheng, Yang Fei felt relieved.
If even Xu Jian from the secular world had such ability, Senior Ouyang, with his top-tier combat strength from the Hidden Sect, was likely to be several times more lethal.
"They’re really gone," Wang Chunyang’s brows furrowed as they neared the mountain peak, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Not a single one is here, they didn’t even leave a strong warrior to guard this passage. Do they think there’s no need?" said Helian Zhan.
As they discussed, the National Security Department’s elite stationed at the mountain top spotted their arrival. Zhang Qingyang was about to scold when his eyes landed on the group, immediately causing his pupils to shrink in surprise, "Is... is it you?"
Wang Chunyang’s gaze fell on Zhang Qingyang’s face and he said indifferently, "Where are they?"
Zhang Qingyang felt an invisible pressure sweeping over him, causing his whole body to sink slightly. Alarmed, he hurriedly replied, "I... I don’t know whom the senior is asking about?"
Although he was leading the team of National Security Department members here, there were more than a dozen Hidden Sect experts of the Innate Realm stationed around them, so even if he knew whom Wang Chunyang was asking about, he dared not answer directly.
Wang Chunyang frowned, about to get angry, but then he saw over ten experts of the Duanmu and Zhuge aristocratic families at the peak of the Innate Realm, several of whom were old acquaintances.
"Senior Ouyang, Brother Wang, Brother Helian, why have you returned?" Zhuge Mingtai stepped forward briskly, clasping his fists in a gesture that carried a touch of humility.
Although he only possessed the fight power of a Late-Stage Innate Realm, in terms of seniority, he was indeed a contemporary of Wang Chunyang and Helian Zhan.
Wang Chunyang nodded slightly in response and asked, "Where are Zhuge Cang and the others?"
Once Wang Chunyang’s gaze shifted, Zhang Qingyang immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure on him reduced sharply, and without drawing attention, he quickly moved aside.
Zhuge Mingtai inwardly lamented.
He had never imagined these people would return so quickly after leaving.
Their own strong practitioners had already left, and currently, they lacked the strength to stop these experts.
"Are you returning to the Hidden Sect?" Zhuge Mingtai did not answer but countered with a question.
Wang Chunyang’s gaze darkened as he stared at him and said, "Where are Zhuge Cang and the others?"
Zhuge Mingtai swallowed a few times before answering, "After you all left earlier, they also departed."
"And where have they gone?" Wang Chunyang asked.
Zhuge Mingtai, steeling himself, asked, "Do you have some important business with them?"
"Considering past acquaintances, I have already given you face. I hope you aren’t treating us like fools," Wang Chunyang said coldly, his eyes flashing an undisguised chill.
"Wang Chunyang, do you really think you’re the best in the world? Matters of the Duanmu and Zhuge families are none of your business," said a Late-Stage Innate Realm Peak expert from the Duanmu Family who could not stand by any longer. His name was Duanmu Ling.
"Tch!"
A sharp sound of cutting through the air arose.
Wang Chunyang drew his sword, slashed, and struck a blow towards Duanmu Ling.
No one expected Wang Chunyang to be so resolute, resorting to action without further words.
Moreover, his strike was so fast that even Yang Fei, standing beside him, only saw a flash of sword light.
"Pfft!"
Duanmu Ling was sent flying, blood spurting wildly in the air.
Only when he landed in the dirt twenty meters away did everyone see the conspicuous wound on his chest, gushing fresh blood.
Experts at the peak of the Innate Realm were barely different from those in the Divine Travel Realm in terms of physical prowess. Duanmu Ling was only a step away from entering the Divine Travel Realm, yet he hadn’t expected there to be such a great gap between himself and Wang Chunyang. Although he wasn’t dead and got up immediately, his face no longer bore the pride it once did, leaving only shock and terror.
"You... You dare to strike? Does your Langya Wang Family wish to go to war with our Duanmu Family?" Another Innate Realm expert of the Duanmu Family stood up and challenged Wang Chunyang.
In an instant, several experts from the Zhuge Family also drew their weapons, standing in solidarity with the Duanmu Family, ready for combat.
"Heh."
Seeing this scene, Wang Chunyang smiled indifferently, his face showing a look of disdain.
Among those in the Divine Travel Realm, he was a top-tier fighter. What were these Innate Realm opponents by comparison?
It would take some effort to kill all of these people, but he was confident he could do it.
Just then, Helian Zhan’s hand also rested on the hilt of his long sword at his waist, his eyes coldly sweeping over the experts from both the Duanmu and Zhuge families as he said, "Let’s get back to Brother Wang’s earlier question. Answer us and don’t force me to draw my sword."