Chapter 34 Undercurrents Surge, Storm Brewing
Chapter 34 Undercurrents Surge, Storm Brewing
Chapter 34 Undercurrents Surge, Storm Brewing
"You mean, that woman was injured?"
"Yes, the Pope has returned seriously injured, and the position of Pope is currently being temporarily assumed by the High Priest."
Xue Qinghe clenched his fists and said hatefully, "That woman is so arrogant, she was bound to suffer sooner or later. Humph, she deserves it!"
"Young Master, what should we do now?"
Xue Qinghe's brows were full of worry. "I have to admit, that woman is very powerful. Even she was seriously injured. It seems that the Killing Capital is not simple."
Serpent Spear Douluo said, "Should we inform the Grand Elder that the Young Master should send two more elders on his trip to the City of Slaughter?"
"No need. That woman is already injured. Sending two more elders won't help. I'll take you and Elder Porcupine with me."
Serpent Spear Douluo said worriedly, "But if there really is something strange in the City of Slaughter, we can't bear the responsibility if something happens to our young master."
"My current identity is the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire. The City of Slaughter is not yet fully powerful and will not easily start a war with the Empire."
Xue Qinghe sneered, "Given that woman's personality, she would definitely fight to the death to avoid getting hurt. If we can't reach an agreement, we should retreat immediately."
If you can't beat them, you can always run away.
Moreover, according to normal logic, as long as she talks calmly, the Killers should not make things difficult for her.
When two countries are at war, envoys are not to be killed.
The reason he attacked that woman was because she was unreasonable and he couldn't take it anymore. Xue Qinghe knew that woman all too well.
Bibi Dong: "..."
"Yes, ma'am."
"By the way, that woman... is she alright?"
"Reporting to the young master, the Pope only needs a short period of rest and is not in any danger to his life."
Upon hearing this, Xue Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good... Let's get ready and set off on a chosen day."
*
Ning Fengzhi from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School summoned both Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
With both empires making moves, he, as the leader of the second-largest sect in the world, naturally wouldn't lag behind.
Because eliminating Kuiba would benefit all Soul Masters and nobles.
The existence of the Kuiba threatened their interests, and they immediately joined forces.
"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, what do you think?"
Ning Fengzhi personally poured a cup of tea for the two of them and asked with a smile.
The white-haired man with long hair was none other than Sword Douluo. He shook his head slightly and said, "Young man, you have great ambition, but you are still too young."
The news of the Pope's injury has not been leaked outside of the Spirit Hall's top brass, and other forces are naturally unaware of it.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have underestimated the Kuiba so much.
They still believe that the Killing Capital is ruled by the King of Killing, and that Kuiba is just an accessory.
Bone Douluo then said, "How about I go there myself and have the King of Slaughter hand over the person?"
It must be admitted that the impact of the Kuiba is currently very significant.
Not to mention the two great empires, some commoner disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School have also joined the Slaughter City.
Such influence warrants the personal intervention of a Title Douluo.
Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has always valued harmony. Even if we have to take action, we should first be courteous and then resort to force."
Sword Douluo Chen Xin looked at him, "So what do you mean?"
"Send someone with the money to talk to the King of Slaughter. If he's willing to hand over the people, great; if not, we'll discuss it further."
This is Ning Fengzhi's consistent approach; he firmly believes that there is nothing in the world that money cannot buy.
If so, it must be because there isn't enough money.
Fortunately, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had no shortage of money, so he had enough leverage to negotiate with the King of Slaughter.
"Alright, the City of Slaughter is no simple place after all. If we can avoid making a move, we should." Sword Douluo nodded.
Even if a titled Douluo goes to the City of Slaughter, he will only be a Soul Master with slightly higher Soul Power.
The inability to use soul skills is the most powerful self-preservation mode in the City of Slaughter.
"If the King of Slaughter dares to refuse, I will go there myself," Bone Douluo said.
"Hehe, come, Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu, have some tea."
*
The City of Slaughter, the Palace of Slaughter.
After receiving letters from various powerful forces, Yun Sha's brows remained furrowed.
She knew that the major powers would come, but she didn't expect them to come so quickly, and all at once!
Given the current strength of the Killing City, it is clearly unable to contend with them.
"Sister Yunsha, frowning often will make you age quickly; time is a woman's greatest enemy."
Just then, Huanming walked in from outside; he had just finished practicing his skills.
"Hmph, you still have the nerve to laugh? Do you even know which forces these letters come from?"
Yun Sha rolled her eyes at him, then waved the letter in her hand.
Huanming glanced at it and said with a faint smile, "It should be a letter from the two great empires and some sects. The content should be similar, all demanding that the King of Slaughter hand over Kuiba, which is me."
"You knew all that?"
"Because if I were them, I would have done the same thing—polite first, then force."
Yun Sha couldn't understand her younger brother anymore. She asked, "Since you know, why aren't you worried at all?"
"The killing capital is our home. What's the rush when we're in our own home?"
Yun Sha gave a snort, "That's right. Of course you're not worried because you're strong, but what about the people of the Slaughter City? They've all come to rely on you. Don't let them be attacked before they've even had a few good days."
The Killing City has grown rapidly in strength during this period, and now has more than 5,000 people.
This is the influence of Kuiba; once famous, the whole world knows them, and naturally, they will not lack followers.
But those people had a problem: they were all commoners, with only a few Soul Masters among them, and they had no power to protect themselves.
If the two great empires were to send troops, they would all become cannon fodder.
Huanming nodded: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Yun Sha rubbed her head. "The only thing we can do now is to stall them. Weapons, troops, and armor are all scarce to us right now. We need time."
Huanming suddenly asked, "Since we're going to negotiate, they'll definitely send envoys. Do you know who those envoys are?"
"The Star Luo Empire sent Zhu Zhuyun, the great beauty you mentioned before," Yun Sha continued.
"The Heaven Dou Empire has sent Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, which is quite a generous move. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has sent an elder, and other forces have also sent some high-ranking and powerful figures."
After listening, Huanming remained calm and composed: "I see. Sister Yunsha, go and do something for me."
"What is it?"
"Apart from the people sent by the Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant School, assassinate all the other envoys."
Yun Sha's eyes widened. "Why?"
"A bunch of opportunists, they can't make any decisions. Only the two great empires and the two great sects have the confidence to make decisions. The City of Slaughter only needs to talk to them," Huanming said calmly.
"Killing those insignificant messengers was also to tell the world that the City of Slaughter is not to be trifled with, and that they shouldn't think they can be manipulated at will."
(End of this chapter)
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