Chapter 107: News
Otherwise, what? Otherwise, you’ll have to eat me, young master.
Zichen Yu advanced aggressively toward the youth, deliberately pushing him back down as he tried to rise.
The youth stood up again, then pointed fiercely at Tu Xiong beside him.
“I will make sure he never has descendants. Is that clear?”
At first, his tone was heavy and threatening, but then it weakened to a barely audible whisper.
He meant that as long as he received the information he desired, he would agree to their demands—and Tu Xiong should do the same.
Hahaha...
As he spoke, Zichen Yu laughed loudly, then glanced at Tu Xiong.
Upon hearing the youth’s words and seeing Zichen Yu’s laughter, Tu Xiong looked closely at the youth. Suddenly, it seemed he remembered something and stammered as he pointed at the youth.
“You… you are… the son of Elder Liu from the Outer Sect.”
Hearing someone recognize him, the young Liu dared not speak and only stared at Zichen Yu.
“I, Tu Xiong, am willing to do anything for you. Why are you now unwilling and regretting, constantly asking questions and not sparing anything?”
Zichen Yu’s rigid tone made Tu Xiong tremble. He kept nodding nervously, as if agreeing.
Seeing Tu Xiong nod, young Liu finally relaxed. Just now, the youth had threatened to cut off his lineage, which was painful to recall, along with Dao Sansheng and the black-robed man who had kicked him earlier.
Liu turned to look at the black-robed figure, who remained silent this time. Zichen Yu nodded in approval, as if understanding his thoughts. Liu felt greatly reassured.
“I overheard Chaoxiong and Li Zihong talking. Dao Sansheng is cultivating in the Ziyun Mountains. Since we can’t contact him, they sent a spiritual beast to reach him—a white bird. Everyone has seen it; it even set fire to some disciples.”
“Didn’t it just burn my backside?” Liu glanced behind him, always feeling that the bird was following him.
Bound beside him for two hours, Guo Meng remained silent, eyes half-closed. But when he heard the words “Ziyun Mountains,” he realized Dao Sansheng was there and cursed loudly.
“Liu, shame on your ancestors! How dare you betray our fellow disciples! You deserve a terrible death! Come here and see if I won’t kill you! Come here…”
Since hearing this, Guo Meng had not stopped shouting, lunging forward despite being tied to a pillar. Were it not for his restraints, he would have rushed over long ago.
“You dead old man, your disciple is dead. Next will be you. If you insult me again, I’ll make sure you die first.”
Liu, brimming with rage, drew his magic sword and advanced toward Guo Meng.
“Old man, you’re stubborn, but I know where Dao Sansheng is now. I wouldn’t have believed it if you hadn’t gotten emotional. Now I do. You’ve helped us after all. When we find your disciple, I’ll tell him face to face so he remembers he had a good master.”
Hahaha...
Liu approached Guo Meng, gesturing twice but not daring to strike himself, then looked at young master Liu.
“My previous two demands—you should nowI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.