Chapter 68: Bloody fang Gang!
Chapter 68: Bloody fang Gang!
The man was covered in bruises and scars all over his body as he laid there twitching.
"I Feel Disgusted."
Waves of despair passed through the eyes of the men present as they hurriedly cleaned themselves in the same pond…
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After cleaning themselves they changed into a pair of new clothes and sat on the ground facing their leader, who was sitting on the stone. His face was ashen as he looked at the ground with his hands held together..
"No One!!"
His chilling voice made their scalp go numb as they trembled looking in his eyes that resembled similar to that of a dead man.
"No one will dare to utter a single word of what happened here… Do you understand?"
Seeing his subordinates nodding like little chicks he released his killing intent and added.
"If I found that anyone even got even a slight whiff of this news…. I WILL MAKE SURE DEATH IS THE FIRST THING YOU WILL WISH FOR."
All of the men present trembled in fear, even the man who was beaten had soiled his pants and was trembling constantly while gasping for breath…
If it was from fear or something else it was unknown.
Seeing his men- no \'his subordinates!\' nod, he got up and raised his blade to lean it on his shoulder.
"Let\'s go, I will make sure that bastard Long Tian and his mother face the wrath for what they did!!"
"Yay!!!"
"They are the reason for everything!!"
They had already pushed all of the blame on them because if it was not for them they would not have been in this state.
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"Achoo!!" Noah suddenly sneezed while swinging his sword, he had removed his upper robes while swinging it.
"Are you okay?" Seeing Noah suddenly sneezing Elysia asked with a little worry.
"I think someone is cursing me…Or else How can a cultivator like me sneeze" Noah rubbed his chin in deep thought before shrugging his shoulder. Nôv(el)B\\\\jnn
Without giving it a second thought he started swinging his sword again. He never had a shortage of enemies, so he could not always keep all of their details in mind.
Seeing his nonchalant reaction the mature woman also shrugged and went back to reading her previous book.
She tucked the lock of her lush green hair behind her ears and turned the page of the book.
\'Hmm this book is interesting~\'
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High in the sky, two old men were flying while standing on a sword as they looked around the deep forest with their watchful eyes.
They were the two elders from the Soaring Heaven sect who previously stopped Yuan Ming to scan his belongings…
One of the old men suddenly narrowed his eyes as he looked around the dangerous forest.
"Last Night-"
"We agreed to forget what we saw!! Why are you bringing it up! Don\'t make me remember that disgusting thing!"
As soon as the other man spoke up, the old man with a long beard scowled at him, shutting him up.
"If only that bastard did not hide in the forest for so long we would not have had to witness something like that."
He spat in disgust while looking around in anger.
They were waiting for Long Tian at the exit of the forest for a long time but he did not come even after so much time had passed. Their patience ran out as they could not stand living in a place with low spirit energy especially when their cultivation was low and they needed to advance to live longer.
As cultivators advance in their stages of cultivation they gain a boost in their lifespan allowing them to live for a long time.
Now that they were stuck in this place for almost a half a month, they were getting agitated. Even though such a long time did not mean much for Cultivators, it did not mean that they could squander their lifespan for a single brat who was not even important for their plans.
They decided to enter the forest themselves and look for the boy. Even though they did not dare to enter the depths of the forest they could still scan through the outer section to confirm if the boy was dead or hiding from them.
But who would have Known that as soon as they entered the forest and started scanning they would come across such an unsightly scene in the middle of a pond.
Just imagining the sight made him almost vomit in disgust. He could not cultivate at night because of his unstable mind state.
Besides, the elder accompanying him has been behaving unnaturally since they ran away from the place.
They were dignified elders who had barely broken through the foundation establishment stage because of the pills they had consumed.
Even then A foundation establishment stage cultivator was a small lord of a city and yet they had to run away when they saw such a sight.
"Ahem, Elder Wu don\'t misunderstand. I was asking why did you not kill them?" The old man coughed and asked the elder surnamed Wu.
"Hump! Do you think I did not want to kill them? It\'s just that their identity was a little special that I did not dare to act careless." Elder Wu scoffed in annoyance.
"What identity could a couple of bandits have that we people from Soaring Heaven Sect cannot handle?"
The other elder asked while looking at him with a puzzled expression.
"You may not have seen their leader clearly but he was the right hand man of the leader of the Bloody Fang Gang."
"Are you sure?!!" The shock and astonishment was evident in the eyes of the other elder eyes.
Nodding elder Wu continued, "He had the Claw mark Tattoo on his back. There were Two Nails to be exact."
"Hiss!!" Hearing this the elder sucked in cold breath. "That gang is not to be messed with although the leader is only at the middle stage of the foundation establishment stage but…"
"What you said is correct Elder Dong, they are nothing for our sect to fear by themselves but the people behind the gang are not someone we can touch for now."
"*Sigh~*"
"*Sigh~*"
Both of the elders sighed at the same time. "Forget it, Let\'s look for the trash that made us wait for so long…" Elder Wu said as he moved further inside the forest slowly.
\'Wait! How did Elder Wu see his back clearly when I did not even dare to even glance at them!!\' Elder Dong thought with a puzzled look in his eyes and shook his head to dismiss the thought and hurriedly followed behind him on his sword.
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