"Shall I or shall I not? I have very limited patience!" As soon as the words fell, Han Qianqian violently transformed his right hand moon wheel into a sword and slashed directly on top of Cool-Son Yeh's right arm.
In an instant, a huge gash was cut into Cool-Son Yeh's right arm, and although no blood was shed, the bowl-sized wound did not even have the slightest bit of flesh, revealing the eerie white bones.
"You!" Wu Yan was instantly anxious and gritted his teeth, "Okay, I promise you."
"Good!" Han Qianqian smiled contemptuously and lifted his foot, releasing Cool-Son Yeh.
One side of Ye Gucheng's face was covered in heavy footprints, while the other side of his face was covered in mud and dirt and withered grass, his entire body was in a wretched state.
It could simply be described as miserable.
Wu Yan hurriedly shooed away a group of devil ants and crows, then went forward to help Ye Lucheng, after which he hurriedly poured a few doses of true qi into his body to protect his hands, before he gave Han Qianqian a faintly wary look and turned around to prepare to leave.
"Wait!" Just at that moment, Han Qianqian suddenly spoke out.
Wu Yan and the others were stunned, wondering what Han Qianqian was up to again.
"The conditions you exchanged with me, I only promised you not to kill you, I didn't say I would let you go." Han Qianqian said in a cold voice.
"You!" Wu Yan was furious, and Ye Gucheng even had a cold face.
"Forget it, it's getting late, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you rubbish, before you leave, it's always okay to say something nice, right?" Han Qianqian laughed.
"You!!!"
"Or, how about I break your legs and then leave?" Han Qianqian laughed.
"Call it nice, what do you want us to call you? Father?"
"Hey, don't call me that, I don't have any unfilial sons like you." Han Qianqian laughed coldly, he didn't have any good feelings towards this group of people at all.
A few people were instantly furious and turned blue, taking advantage of them was fine, taking advantage of them and still selling their good behavior was simply too much.
"After sparing your dog lives, you must say a few words of thanks." Han Qianqian finished his sentence and leisurely looked at Ye Gucheng.
Ye Gucheng put a cross face, looked at Wu Yan and gritted his teeth, "Many thanks."
"To thank someone is to kneel down and thank them. Also, what should I be thanked for sparing you? Unfilial sons, do you really want me to teach you?" Although Han Qianqian was smiling, there was an insidious chill in his eyes that made several people shudder when they looked at him.
"Han Qianqian, don't go too far." Ye Kucheng gritted his teeth and shouted.
He had already made a great concession, but Han Qianqian was pushing him so hard.
"Excessive? Compared to the filthy things you have done? Is it excessive? How did you humiliate others in the past, today, you will taste how others humiliate you, there is a reincarnation in the world, who will the heavens spare?" Han Qianqian said in a cold and bland voice.
Without waiting for any reaction from Cool-Son Yeh, he was suddenly struck by a strange force on his knees, and his whole body fell directly to the ground. Wu Yan and the other two elders followed closely behind, all kneeling in front of Han Qianqian.
The four looked at each other and bowed their heads, "Thank you, Han Qianqian, for sparing our dog's lives."
"Learn how to bark like a dog and get lost." Han Qianqian said in a cold tone.
The four looked at each other again, and after barking twice, their eyes carried a great deal of sinister venom as they assisted Cool-Son Yeh to quickly retreat with the army towards the main camp.
For him, although he had been sent here by Wang Juzhi to help Cool-Son Yeh, the failure of the front-line troops was always the result of Cool-Son Yeh's wrong decisions, so how could he be willing to let his own brothers pay for Cool-Son Yeh's blunders?
After a few symbolic resistances, he saw that the situation was over and was the first to lead his men back, but when he looked back, he saw Han Qianqian and Ye Qucheng.
With the departure of Grand Commander Chen and Ye Qucheng, the already defeated troops of the Pill God Pavilion were completely defeated, one by one, they abandoned their armour and fled in disarray.
The camp was filled with the sound of beasts.
At dawn, when the Fu family and the disciples of the Void Sect looked down the mountain, all they could see was a lone flag with the words "Mystic" on it, raised over the camp of the Pill God Pavilion.
Other than that, there was silence, only the corpses of the Pill God Pavilion's disciples and the empty tents.
At this moment, Ye Gucheng and the others were finally getting closer to Wang Juzhi's base camp.
"What exactly were the conditions that Han Qianqian exchanged with you?" As they made their way, Cool-Son Yeh asked Wu Yan who was next to him.
Wu Yan quietly whispered something in Cool-Son Yeh's ear, and Cool-Son Yeh was instantly filled with anger: "What? That son of a bitch! Fuck, sooner or later I, Cool-Son Yeh, will have to kill him, otherwise, I will not be a man."
When he raised his eyes, he saw Wang Juzhi standing at the entrance of the main tent with a cold face, surrounded by dozens of experts, among them was the first to return, Grand Commander Chen, who stared at Ye Lucheng with a sinister look.
Ye Gucheng swallowed and swept a glance at Wu Yan beside him, "Han Qianqian's condition, what do you want?"
Wu Yan stared at him in thought, and after a moment, he asked, "What do you think?"
Cool-Son Yeh's face was cold, and he seemed to be taking a decision.