"Let me help you,” Deng Linyu turned around.
Seeing that Xiao An’an was too slow, he helplessly pushed the wheelchair, quickly heading towards the Sect Gate.
Upon reaching the Sect Gate.
He saw a massive Divine Dragon Ship hovering in the firmament.
The Dragon Boat floated in the void.
Waves of dragon might emanated, as the dragon head seemed to come alive, facing the True Martial Sect.
"I wonder what brings the esteemed members of the Ancient Dragon Nation here?” Wang Hengzhi’s expression changed slightly upon seeing the Dragon Boat, questioning in confusion.
He realized that the situation was far from simple.
Clearly, they came with hostile intentions.
Suddenly, a figure stepped out into the void from the Dragon Boat.This figure was wearing a golden Dragon Robe.
Of course, the dragon embroidered on it was merely a Jiao Dragon.
A true Dragon Robe could only be worn by the emperor of the Ancient Dragon Nation.
The man with the Jiao Dragon Robe had two horns on his head.
It was clear that he was not human but carried the bloodline of the Dragon Clan.
Standing in the void, his aura caused ripples in the air.
"Thud, thud, thud,” resounded constantly.
With eyes full of dragon might, he directly said, “Members of the True Martial Sect, it’s time to pay your protection money.”
"Didn’t we just pay it a few months ago?” Wang Hengzhi replied.
"We agreed before to pay once a year.”
The so-called protection money.
To speak frankly, it was somewhat humiliating.
After the destruction of the True Martial Holy Sect, this land originally was a treasure land beside it.
Full of spiritual energy, almost turning into substance.
After the True Martial Holy Sect perished, the treasure land was directly destroyed, reportedly having its Spirit Vein extracted, eventually becoming a wasteland.
Wang Hengzhi brought his disciples here to rebuild the True Martial Sect.
But the Ancient Dragon Nation had already claimed this area as its territory.
They constantly harassed the True Martial Sect.
Eventually, Wang Hengzhi had no choice but to pay this so-called protection money.
The so-called protection money was just to prevent the Ancient Dragon Nation from causing trouble.
To know that at the peak of the True Martial Holy Sect, not to mention causing trouble, even the Ancient Dragon Nation couldn’t be bothered to carry their shoes.
Only families of the top ten level were qualified to even converse.
The Ancient Dragon Nation was merely bullying a fallen tiger.
A terminally ill tiger at that.
Hearing Wang Hengzhi’s response, the man standing in the void sneered, “The rules of the protection money are set by us.
Now, it must be paid monthly.”
"Paid monthly? Where are we supposed to get that much money,” Wang Hengzhi trembled with anger.
"You’re pushing us too far.”
"If you can’t pay, just get off this land, we don’t care,” the man said indifferently.
"Will you pay or not?
If not, today I’ll expel all of you.”
"Crown Prince Long Hai, you’re doing this on purpose,” Wang Hengzhi said.
He realized that the notion of monthly payments was just an excuse for trouble today.
"Yes, I’m here to cause trouble, so what?” Crown Prince Long Hai said domineeringly.
"This land belongs to our Ancient Dragon Nation, and I will handle it as I please.”
Wang Hengzhi, angry and about to speak further.
Was stopped by the elder beside him.
"Sect Master, please don’t act on impulse.
The Ancient Dragon Nation’s National Master Situ alone can destroy our True Martial Sect.”
Currently, the True Martial Sect is not considered strong.
One could even say it is weak enough to be bullied by anyone.
The strongest member, Ancestor Changliu, only possesses a Divine Vein.
He was defeated by National Master Situ in past battles.
Moreover, Ancestor Changliu is nearing the end of his life, presently sealed away, and it’s uncertain how much longer he will live.
If Ancestor Changliu passes away, the True Martial Sect might really suffer from misfortune upon misfortune.
Leading to its ultimate demise.
While Wang Hengzhi calmed down, the second elder looked up and lightly smiled, “Crown Prince Long Hai, we will pay.
But could we have some time?”
"Don’t say I’m unreasonable, three days,” Crown Prince Long Hai said.
"After three days, if you can’t produce the money, then leave.
If you refuse, I’ll kill you all.”
After speaking, Crown Prince Long Hai directly leaped up, returning to the Dragon Boat.
The massive Dragon Boat roared, traversing the void, disappearing from everyone’s sight.
……
At this moment, they could no longer see it.
After Crown Prince Long Hai boarded the Dragon Boat, he obsequiously approached a black-robed figure.
This black-robed person sat cross-legged in a corner of the Dragon Boat.
Although he intentionally withheld his oppressive aura, simply sitting there made him seem like the core of the universe.
Involuntarily instilling a sense of awe and pressure on others.
His looks seemingly incongruent with his calm demeanor.
The black-robed youth produced an incense burner.
Lighting three sticks of incense atop it.
As the incense burned, the void distorted, and three apparitions emerged from the incense smoke.
"Chi Lian, how is everything proceeding?”
"The investigation into Xing Liang’s matter has already begun,” the black-robed person replied.
Within the smoke, the three apparitions also wore black robes, concealing their features from the world.
One among them appeared to be an elder.
With a voice full of feeling, “I observed the Heaven Phenomenon last night; though the True Martial Holy Sect has been gone for so long.
Why was the starlight so dazzling last night? I have never seen such an anomaly before.
Could a destroyed sect possibly regain life?”
"Remember, although the sect was destroyed, that item has yet to be found,” another black-robed figure stated.
"Perhaps it wasn’t even in True Martial’s possession,” someone else countered.
"Or perhaps he took it with him when he left?”
"In any case, this time, we must eliminate the True Martial Holy Sect completely, leaving no trace behind.
But first, we must find that item.
Let’s not kill everyone at once, in case someone knows something,”
The black-robed figures speculated among each other.
Ultimately, the incense-burning black-robed youth made the decision.
"Enough talk, this time, I will infiltrate True Martial Sect first.
Give me three months; if unsuccessful, we’ll resort to force.”
"Alright, Chi Lian, don’t let us down.”
When the words fell, the figures vanished.
The lit incense had extinguished.
The black-robed person put away the incense burner, sitting there motionless, like a monk in meditation.
……
Inside the True Martial Sect, emotions were heightened with anger.
"This is outrageous, far too outrageous.”
"Let’s fight them to the end.”
"Better to live shamed than die fighting; let’s not act rashly and think of a solution first.”
"What solution? Where do we find protection money?”
"Should we borrow from the Heavenly Saint Supreme Nation?”