Chapter 122: 122. Throw it down
Murong Qing, Mo Yue, Shan Long, the three are the chief figures of the Hundred Sects Alliance, all being at the Profound Middle Realm. Their words in the entire East Lake are like Mount Tai.
It is common for a chief figure to issue a command.
But when two chief figures simultaneously sign a command, it represents the entire Hundred Sects Alliance.
When this letter was presented, the expressions of Yu Mo and Qin Shan changed. Although Yu Mo is a lone warrior who can ignore anyone’s demeanor and doesn’t need to care where he sleeps today or where he goes tomorrow, he doesn’t dare to directly offend the Hundred Sects Alliance. Qin Shan is the same; although Flying Fish Island is strong, it is still part of the Hundred Sects Alliance’s structure.
Both parties maintain friendliness, never provoking trouble. And he’s just a servant; if he causes trouble, he would be the sinner of Flying Fish Island.
Although Huan Shan on the side didn’t know who Murong Qing was, upon seeing the ugly expressions of the two Profound Realm figures, he understood in his heart that it must be a figure of higher status than the Profound Realm!
And such a figure specifically aims to target the Immortal Sect!
This is somewhat too exaggerated, isn’t it?
Just as Huan Shan was surprised, Sun Wo’s voice came through.
"Now does my voice represent the entire Hundred Sects Alliance?" Sun Wo chuckled coldly, then returned the letter to his Storage Ring, his gaze again falling on Wen Ping.
At this moment, he no longer underestimated Wen Ping, because Wen Ping, at such a young age, could summon two Profound Guardians, something Wen Ping’s father hadn’t achieved even after several decades.
Sun Wo said, "Sect Leader Wen, can we go now?"
"Where to?"
Sun Wo said coldly, "Sect Leader Wen, is there still a point in feigning ignorance now? If you don’t want the Immortal Sect to be delisted from East Lake, obediently come with us. Lord Shan Long and Lord Murong Qing’s attitudes are very clear; if you don’t go to save Lord Mo Yue, then the entire Immortal Sect will perish along with Lord Mo Yue."
Upon hearing this, Huan Shan said in a sullen voice to Wen Ping, "Maybe you should go; we can’t afford to offend those important figures."
"Haha, yes, you can’t afford it."
Sun Wo and Sikong Bai laughed simultaneously.
They never felt proud of frightening two young men, but today, they truly considered scaring Wen Ping and his companion an achievement.
This thought is laughable even if spoken out loud, but it’s indeed the truth.
Facing their laughter, Wen Ping also let out a light chuckle and said, "You two, borrowing your words, the world is vast, but your vision is too short. I’ve never seen a Storage Ring, but you haven’t seen yourselves clearly. If you want me to save Mo Yue, let them come invite me themselves; sending a letter to intimidate me is useless."
"You!"
Sun Wo’s expression changed immediately.
At this moment, Wen Ping’s indifferent voice came again, "Throw these two down the mountain, if they move chaotically, they’ll be your food!"
"You said what..."
Sun Wo’s words halted abruptly.
Jie——
Jie——
A cold laughter emerged.
Sun Wo looked in the direction of the sound and saw a yellow Mountain Dog walking out from the woods, shocking people was its every step left a trail of flames behind, its eyes also burning with fire.
"What is that thing!"
Sun Wo exclaimed, but before he could react, a fiery iron chain flew from behind the Mountain Dog.
The fiery iron chain looked ordinary, just like a common chain that has been heated red no different.
But when it swept over, Sun Wo and his companion’s expressions changed immediately—because in the next moment, the red chain directly bound them, with their Profound Realm power, they had no ability to resist; instead, whenever they struggled, the chain would dig into their flesh, burning it directly.
"Throw them down!"
Wen Ping waved his hand, turning away without looking at them.
Immediately, the chain danced in the air a few times, then directly tossed Sun Wo and his companion towards the Thousand Layers.
Ah!
Screams resounded endlessly.
It followed with Sun Wo and his companion through the clouds halfway up the mountain, landing on the Thousand Layers, then rolling down with them, finally stopping at the foot of Yunlan Mountain!
This scene was so shocking in the eyes of Qin Shan and others that they were speechless.
Especially Qin Shan, Miao Yin.
Looking at the yellow dog with the disappearing flames, their faces showed a frightened expression.
Qin Shan finally understood why Wen Ping was always so calm and knows why this dog would disdain him.
It turns out it’s the Guardian of the Immortal Sect.
With a casual strike, two Lower Profound Realm cultivators had no power to fight back. Just like that, sent down the mountain, though not dead, their dignity was surely lost.
Sometimes losing dignity is worse than being killed.
As for Yu Mo, witnessing this, though startled, was not as exaggerated as Qin Shan. He turned to Wang Bo and said, "Chess, let’s play!"
"The old man is falling asleep, playing what, next time if you call for chess, ignoring you would make the old man a fool." Wang Bo tossed a chess piece, stood up, and walked away, then waved at the Mountain Dog, "Haha, let’s go, off to fish."
Woof!
Woof!
The Mountain Dog stuck its tongue out and chased after, bouncing around beside Wang Bo.
Witnessing this scene, Qin Shan didn’t know what to say, the Immortal Sect truly was extraordinary!
After a while, he could only sigh, "Sect Leader Wen, pardon my old eyes!"
Wen Ping smiled faintly, returned to chatting with Qin Shan, "Senior Qin Shan, did you come to the Immortal Sect to see Qin Mo?"
"No..."
Qin Shan shook his head, glanced at Huan Shan, then said to Wen Ping, "You chat, I’ll be waiting aside."
Wen Ping nodded.
Soon after, he turned to Huan Shan, who was still wide-mouthed in surprise, patted his shoulder, and said, "Hey, your saliva is dripping."
Huan Shan was pulled back to reality by Wen Ping’s words, hurriedly wiped his mouth with his hand, and whether he wiped any saliva he was unsure; all he wanted to say now was, "Wen Ping, what happened? Just a few at the Profound Realm, and a dog that can fight even Profound Realm... I remember it was just a Mountain Dog, mainly following Wang Bo to the mountain biting rabbits, wild boars."
Wen Ping said, "It’s a long story. Alright, go down the mountain and inform my uncle, let him not get involved in this matter anymore."
"Mm-hmm."
"Then go down the mountain. Don’t talk about what you saw today, best not to tell uncle either."
"Even if I say, probably no one would believe." Huan Shan smiled helplessly.
Wen Ping patted Huan Shan’s shoulder again, smiled and said, "If you want to join the Immortal Sect, come find me tomorrow. There’s guidance from the Profound Realm."
Huan Shan quickly responded, "I’ll pass, my father hopes more for me to be a City Lord."
"Your uncle is just over forty, you’re eager to replace him?"
"Stop talking nonsense."
Huan Cheng smiled awkwardly, then stepped toward the Thousand Layers.
Upon reaching the edge, he suddenly halted, turned, and asked, "Sect Leader, what are the requirements for joining the Immortal Sect?"