BTTH : Emperor Yang

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These words on the side, Wei Yang naturally heard every bit of it.

”Hun Clan’s revenge, huh.”

His eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke quietly. He wasn’t actually that worried. Because right now, the Hun Clan’s attention was probably not on Falling Star Pavilion, or even on the Central Plains at all.

In the eyes of an existence like Hun Tiandi, Falling Star Pavilion was nothing more than a small character, something he probably never even bothered to think about. Compared to a thousand-year plan, Falling Star Pavilion wasn’t even worth mentioning.

The entire Hun Clan moved according to Hun Tiandi’s will. Some petty movements beneath him were things he most likely didn’t even care to look at. Judging from the timeline, they were probably focusing all their strength on planning their operation against the Ling Clan right now.

In that situation, it was unlikely they would suddenly divert forces to strike Falling Star Pavilion. Compared to the matter involving the Ling Clan, something they had schemed over for countless years, Falling Star Pavilion didn’t even count as an annoyance.

To avoid alarming others and attracting the vigilance of the remaining Ancient Clans, the Hun Clan definitely wouldn’t, at this critical moment, suddenly turn their guns and attack Falling Star Pavilion.

After the Ling Clan, their target was the Yao Clan. The Hun Clan had their hands full. Still, proper caution was necessary. What if Hun Tiandi suddenly had a random impulse one day and decided to do something insane?

”To kill me, unless they send at least three Three-Star or Four-Star Dou Sheng working together, they can forget it.

And with Master and Xiao Yan added in, if the Hun Clan wants to wipe out Falling Star Pavilion, they’d need at least four or five Dou Sheng, or at least one or two mid-to-high-level Dou Sheng.”

Wei Yang narrowed his eyes as he pondered silently.

”And the Hun Clan doesn’t even know my real strength. If they send too few Dou Sheng, they’d just be delivering free heads to me. In fact, I might even be able to take advantage of it and slaughter a few of their Dou Sheng, really make them feel the pain.”

But if he did that, he would officially enter Hun Tiandi’s sight far earlier than planned.

”We’ll see. Hopefully Hun Tiandi doesn’t go crazy. It’d be best if he gives me a few more years to grow in peace,” Wei Yang thought silently.

The Gu Clan group departed. Then Yun Yun also led the Flower Sect disciples away, following the Gu Clan group from afar. In the blink of an eye, only Wei Yang, Xiao Yan, Medusa, Xian’er, and Ah Da were left on this empty grassland.

Watching the figures of Gu Xun’er and Yun Yun slowly disappearing, Xiao Yan let out a soft sigh of melancholy. Then he turned toward Wei Yang and said softly, ”Let’s go. We should head back too.”

”No rush. We settle matters with the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan first,” Wei Yang replied.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan raised a brow, then nodded. They indeed needed to resolve the situation with the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan first.

Otherwise, if the Hun Clan really attacked in the future and the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan decided to join the fray at that moment, Falling Star Pavilion would truly be in danger.

Falling Star Pavilion did not yet have the strength to endure the attacks of two super-level factions at the same time. Though the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan wasn’t as terrifying as the Hun Clan, they were still one of the three great magical beast clans.

They were not to be underestimated. Thankfully, when he wanted to kill, Wei Yang had used a voice transmission to stop him. Otherwise, things would’ve truly reached the point of no return.

Thinking of that, Xiao Yan felt a thin layer of cold sweat form on his forehead. At this moment, with a flick of his sleeve, a disheveled figure was thrown forward onto the ground the sealed Jiu Feng.

The Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan’s designated next clan leader slowly sat up, straightened his robes, scanned his surroundings, and then silently looked at Wei Yang and Xiao Yan. At this moment, he was rather calm.

He knew he was most likely not going to die. Whatever Gu Qingyang and the others could figure out, Jiu Feng naturally understood as well. Wei Yang glanced at him, didn’t bother with nonsense, and waved his hand.

The seal on Jiu Feng’s body loosened, allowing him to barely circulate his Dou Qi.

”You’re a smart one. Call your people yourself,” Wei Yang said calmly.

Jiu Feng coughed twice, slowly stood up, nodded, and retrieved a silver-shining spatial jade slip. But before crushing it, he paused and asked, ”Mr. Wei, I want to ask... how are my clansmen doing?”

Wei Yang turned his eyes toward Ah Da. Although Ah Da felt a bit heartbroken, he didn’t dare to delay.

With a sweep of his sleeve, he tossed out fourteen barely-alive figures.

”Relax, they’re all still breathing.” Ah Da let out a cold laugh when he saw Jiu Feng frowning.

Hearing that, Jiu Feng finally breathed out in relief. He quickly released his senses and examined every single person carefully.

After confirming there were no mistakes, he completely relaxed. At the same time, his eyes secretly drifted toward Feng Qing’er, who was slowly opening her eyes. Thankfully, she wasn’t hurt. If something had happened to her, Jiu Feng might as well kill himself here instead of going back.

With losses this severe, even as the future successor of the clan leader, he absolutely couldn’t handle the responsibility. He lifted his head to look at Wei Yang. There was even a faint trace of gratitude in his eyes, though he quickly hid it.

He then asked again, ”I wonder what price Mr. Wei wants us to pay in order to let us leave?”

”Oh? You want to negotiate with me?” Wei Yang chuckled. ”Including you, there are fifteen of you. That won’t be cheap. Are you sure a future clan leader like you can afford it?”

Jiu Feng’s mouth twitched. Discussing his own worth in front of others felt extremely awkward.

But he had no choice. If possible, he wanted to handle the ransom himself. If he could solve this without alerting the clan, that would be the best possible outcome. After all, this was his first time leading a team out... and he got completely wiped out.

If the clan still had to step in and ransom them back, his reputation would be finished. So he cupped his hands and said, ”Mr. Wei, please state your conditions.”

Wei Yang looked at Jiu Feng and, understanding his intentions, rubbed his chin and thought for a moment before speaking.

”Honestly, there’s no deep hatred between us. I won’t make things hard for you. Fifteen people, including you... each of you just pay the price of one Eight-Colored Pill. Consider it a symbolic gesture.”

Since he didn’t plan to tear their relationship apart, he might as well ask for something cheap and send them away quickly to avoid more hassle.

Jiu Feng’s expression eased instantly.

This price really wasn’t high.

Ransoming one Dou Zun powerhouse for a single Eight-Colored Pill—anywhere in the world, that was ridiculously cheap. But... somehow, this unexpectedly cheap ransom made him feel strangely annoyed. Why did it feel so uncomfortable?

He forcefully suppressed those random thoughts and quickly woke up the Heaven Demon Phoenix clan experts one by one. After gathering them together, he suddenly felt like crying. Because even at such a cheap price... they still couldn’t gather enough.

After all, who would casually bring more than a dozen Eight-Colored Pills when traveling? Anyone who had one would usually consume it immediately to boost their strength. Beyond their individual medicinal effects, Eight-Colored Pills contained a massive amount of pure energy.

In the end, Jiu Feng’s eyes landed on Feng Qing’er. Feng Qing’er immediately frowned, displeasure rising in her heart. Jiu Feng leaned closer and secretly sent her a voice transmission. His expression carried a hint of pleading.

After a long moment, no one knew what promises or compensation he offered, but Feng Qing’er finally agreed—though clearly unwilling. Jiu Feng let out a long breath of relief, then turned to Wei Yang.

”Mr. Wei, we really can’t gather fifteen Eight-Colored Pills.”

Wei Yang stayed silent, waiting for him to continue.

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