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Lai Peng quickly rose to his feet and flew toward the battle platform. He landed beside the decapitated disciple of his sect and looked at Mark with reddened eyes. "You bast*rd, I\'ll kill you…"

"Hmpf, you should have expected this when you planted a spy in the Kunlun sect and dared to ambush them on the way, killing three of them in the process," calmly replied Mark.

The Grand Elder of the Kunlun sect who also came as a guest couldn\'t help but clench his fist in anger. He wanted to go there and attack Lai Peng but according to his sect master\'s orders, he cannot do that.

He needs to escort the weapon seller, his companions, and other disciples back to the Kunlun sect but he can only involve in the matters of Dong Fang and Zi Ling.

That\'s why he kept quiet and watched what was about to transpire in the arena. Of course, there\'s also a thought that his help isn\'t needed here because the weapon seller already had a powerful bodyguard.

As for the others, they too didn\'t involve because of Mark\'s earlier attack that affected even them. Most of those VIPs thought that it is better to stay neutral, not wanting to unnecessarily offend either the Wuji sect\'s Patriarch (Lai Peng) or Wu Weibao (Lan Ju).

However, not everyone would stay silent either. The Grand elders and the Patriarch of the hosting sect made their way to the battle platform. Meanwhile, Emperor Qin was silent as he stared at Mark and him alone. No one knows what was going on in his mind at the moment.

Back at the battle platform, as Mark calmly stared back at Lai Peng without any fear, the latter blew up in rage.

Ether energy burst out of him and he recklessly charged forward. Unfortunately for him, Mark was already well prepared.

Instead of releasing the skill once again, this time, he simply took a glance at the VIP Box, and in the next second, Lan Ju already disappeared from there.

Before Lai Peng grab Mark\'s throat, Lan Ju appeared right in front of his master before catching the enemy\'s hand in a timely manner and swinging it away.

Without being able to resist the force of Demigod, Lai Peng blasted away and crashed out of the battle platform, stupefying the spectators once again.

The other supreme realm experts landed nearby, in the meantime.

As Lai Peng rose to his feet and hatefully glared at Mark, the latter continued to display his calmness as he placed his hands behind his back, "Consider this a warning. Try to attack again and your aides will return to the Wuji sect with your dead body."

"You…" Lai Peng clenched his fist and motioned it back. Ether energy started gathering in his fist. "Today, neither you nor your friends will leave alive from this place."

Just as he was about to launch a ranged skill, the Patriarch of the Xianshu sect stopped him.

"Calm down, Brother Lai. This isn\'t the place to fight."

He then turned his head to look at Mark, with a look of displeasure, "Mr. Lu, you have caused enough trouble already. Do you want more casualties to occur from the battle between two Supreme realm experts? Why are you trying to rile him up?"

Mark\'s expression changed upon hearing those words. Xie Zhong\'s expression and words for both of them clearly indicated that he wasn\'t on Mark\'s side.

Just until yesterday, this fellow was supporting Mark. Suddenly, he changed the party. Why?

Well, it is not hard for Mark to imagine the reason.

He forced Xie Zhong\'s granddaughter to abandon the bow. If she goes back on her word, her image will be destroyed considering she promised in front of hundreds of disciples of the sect.

Since he didn\'t have any enmity with Xie Zhong, Mark didn\'t get into an argument with him and put his entire focus on his enemy.

He then raised his voice so that people in the stands also hear him, "I killed your disciple without breaking any rules but you intended to commit murder in daylight. Why? I guess it is because I\'m an Upper Elite realm cultivator while you are a Supreme realm cultivator.

With your high cultivation realm and the backing of the Wuji sect, perhaps, you thought that you could do anything you wanted in a fit of anger and everyone would also turn a blind eye, right?

Well, it doesn\'t matter either way. I\'m not a person who begs others to give justice to me. I\'m the type to snatch justice with my own hands."

Raising three fingers, "I\'ll give you seven days of preparation. On the eighth day, I\'ll come to Wuji sect and settle our scores."

Without caring about anyone\'s reaction, he turned around and started walking away.

Lan Ju followed him from behind while the others at the VIP Box and the general audience section (Dong Fang, Zi Ling, and coachman Dai Qiu) also got up to leave as they were informed beforehand.

Looking at Mark and Lan Ju who were walking toward the exit of the arena, Lai Peng gritted his teeth, "Both of you will not even leave the border of this empire."

Roughly three hours later;

The two bicorn carriages were seen traveling at a speed between 90-100 km/hr on a barren land surrounded by rocky hills.

They were still far away from the border and even thousands of kilometers away from their next destination but Mark didn\'t seem to be in a hurry. He was still confident about finishing his tour on time.

Above those carriages, there was a giant albatross keeping up with their pace. This 7-circle beast king belonged to the Kunlun sect; although at the moment it was flying alone as the sect\'s Grand Elder was traveling with Zi Ling and Dong Fang.

Lan Ju and Song Yun were with them, and Song Yun along with the manticore found themselves in Mark and Song Yue\'s carriage.

Originally, Mark wanted the manticore to fly alongside the albatross in order to keep an eye on the surroundings. But, the beast was so lazy that it wanted to sleep instead.

Since it isn\'t securing the surroundings isn\'t that important, he let it do what it wants and continued his journey.

After another hour of traveling, the vehicles slowed down as the light in the surroundings started dimming. The sun is in a setting phase and before it gets too dark, Mark decided to set up a tent and everything.

The vehicles were parked on top of a rocky hill where there is enough flat ground for them to rest for the night. As for the lack of a water source in the surroundings, they could only depend on the circulation of their ether energy to remove impurities for now, which is a common thing among adventurers and cultivators.

Giving the task to set up the two tents to the two coachmen, Mark sat nearby and talked with Song Yue about how there were only ten days left before their return.

"Yeah… almost three weeks have gone just like that…" Song Yue rested her head on his shoulder while grabbing his arm, "it would be nice if we are able to leave in such peace forever."

"We will, my Schatz," replied Mark right away. After a brief pause, he further said, "Once my heart is at peace, we will have such peace."

Song Yue then moved a bit closer and snuggled herself into his arms as she said, "You know that I will always support you, Markie."

Mark didn\'t say anything but just let out a pleasant smile as he continued to hold her.

They stayed in that position for a few minutes as they chatted about normal things. The rest also didn\'t bother the love birds and continued with their own business until the peacefully lying Albatross suddenly let out a high-nasal bray with its attention fixed on the sky.

As everyone paid attention to the giant beast, the manticore also suddenly woke from its sleep and stare at the horizon. It spoke, "A powerful enemy is approaching."

The albatross nodded like a human and exclaimed as it spoke in human speech, "A super powerful enemy…"

Everyone\'s expression changed. Even Mark and Song Yue stood on their feet in seriousness.

It was then Lan Ju, who was sitting on a nearby rock, scolded the both of them, "Ah, shut it the both of you. It\'s just a baby Griffin and its owner who probably decided to stop following and meet us."

"Hmm?" Everyone turned their head to look at Lan Ju.