Chapter 45 - Chapter 45: Chapter 45: The Frog in the Well

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Chapter 45: Chapter 45: The Frog in the Well That’s why he had reached out to the Wang Family and the Wan Family, seeking to exploit the chaos to kill Situ Yuntian’s three sons. That included Situ Yunlei, the last ace up the Situ Family’s sleeve. As for the three Great Elders, how to deal with them? Xu Zimei’s lips twisted into a smile. By now, Xiao Guizi had returned to his room. He still found Xu Zimei somewhat unfathomable, always feeling his senior brother didn’t play by the usual rules. …… The sky gradually darkened, and Zhouque City seemed unusually quiet tonight. In Xu Zimei’s room, he looked at Black Thirteen and ordered, “Send those three old men away.” “Leave Zhouque City?” Black Thirteen asked, puzzled. “No, leave this world,” Xu Zimei said indifferently. Black Thirteen was startled but nonetheless nodded and left the room. … Outside the city of Zhouque, four figures were rushing along. The Great Elder, looking at Black Thirteen leading the way, politely said, “It is quite late, yet it troubles you to escort us to the Holy Sect, our thanks for your efforts.” Black Thirteen shook his head indifferently. Go to ????????????????????.co The evening breeze blew gently, casting a ghastly white gleam on the ground from the moonlight. The wind tonight seemed especially cold. From behind, within the silent city, it seemed as if the barking of dogs could be heard. As the view gradually receded, the sight of Zhouque City became increasingly blurred in the eyes of the group. Finally, the group arrived at the foot of a tall slope where Black Thirteen came to a halt. He stood at the very top of the slope, the cold wind whipping his hair into disarray. His emotionless eyes looked at the three Elders as though he was looking at corpses. “What’s wrong?” the Great Elder chuckled dryly, asking. “Nothing, it’s time for you to hit the road,” Black Thirteen said flatly, drawing his long saber and looking at the three men. “What do you mean?” The Second Elder’s brow twitched, stepping back slightly in a guarded manner, asking. Black Thirteen did not answer again, but only the “clang” of the saber being drawn could be heard. “Thump thump thump thump,” the Vein Gates of Lun Quan, Xuan Gu, Zhao Yingfeng, and Kun Hai all opened. The aura of the Empty Vein Realm enveloped the surroundings like a mountain. “Despite being disciples of the True Martial Holy Sect, I knew we couldn’t fully trust those people,” the Great Elder shouted. Then, the three Elders took their positions in three different directions, their bodies pulsing with Spiritual Energy as their Vein Gates flung wide open. Each Elder took an Array Plate from their Storage Rings, furiously channeling their Spiritual Energy into the plates. Once activated, the Elders simultaneously tossed the Array Plates into the sky. A brilliant black light shined forth, and the three Array Plates merged into one, forming a dark cage that enveloped Black Thirteen. The Array Plates shattered, and countless Array Seals flew out, arranging themselves in an organized pattern according to the rules of the formation. “Luckily, we came prepared,” the Great Elder said smugly. Array Plates are used to store Array Seals, as Array Masters fighting others normally have to form seals on the spot, which is too slow and allows the opponent to easily evade. Thus, long ago, someone devised the Array Plate, enabling the pre-arrangement of Array Seals, which could then be stored within the plate. If battle necessitated it, all one had to do was directly shatter the Array Plate, and these Array Seals would instantaneously activate and set themselves up. All of this seemed very complex, but in actuality, it all happened in the blink of an eye. Black Thirteen looked at the black prison cage surrounding him and frowned slightly, his long knife bursting forth with a brilliant azure light. The blade’s glow swept up a sky full of dust, even cleaving a path through the ground beneath his feet, its momentum as unstoppable as a rainbow. But when it struck the black prison cage, it was as if it got devoured, failing to even stir up a ripple. “Give up, it’s no use. This is a fourth-level Formation, the Dark Prison Cage. Though we can’t kill you, we can trap you for one night,” the Great Elder said with satisfaction, “Since it was Xu Zimei who first made a clean break of things, he can hardly blame us. We’re off to Zhouque City now to spread the word about this affair, to show everyone the true face of that bastard.” “Exactly, we must expose all his crimes,” the Second Elder said through gritted teeth. The guy had promised them that he would lead them to join the True Martial Holy Sect and even help advance them to the Empty Vein Realm. But now he had gone back on his word and was even trying to kill them to silence them. The three Great Elders had betrayed the entire Situ Family for this, only to end up with such an outcome. The rage within them was unimaginable. “Don’t think everyone else is a fool,” the Third Elder said with a cold snort, “From the very first day you sought our cooperation, we planned a contingency, preparing the fourth-level Formation just in case. Little did we think it would actually come into play.” “A frog in a well knows nothing of the ocean,” Black Thirteen said, giving up on breaking the formation and choosing to sit cross-legged, not attacking any longer. “What do you mean by that?” the Great Elder asked with a frown. “I acknowledge that you’re not stupid for keeping a backup plan, but you’ll never understand just how vast this world really is,” Black Thirteen said calmly. “Who are you trying to scare,” the Third Elder said indifferently, “Now that you can hardly protect yourself, you still dare to talk big.” Black Thirteen gave the three men a cold look, said nothing more, and closed his eyes to meditate and recuperate. “What shall we do now?” Just as the three men were discussing their next move, a voice suddenly rang out from above. “It seems the young master was right—three little mice, actually fantasizing about jumping out of their cage.” “Who is it? Who’s talking?” The three men shouted in unison, anxiously looking up. Shili Changkong, dressed in white, held a sword in his arms as he walked on air, yawning nonchalantly. “Who are you?” the three Great Elders swallowed nervously and asked. The ability to walk on air indicated that the other party’s realm was at least in the Empty Vein Realm. Though the stranger hadn’t revealed a hint of his aura, the pressure the Great Elders felt was even greater than when facing Black Thirteen. “The farce is over,” said Shili Changkong, too lazy even to draw his sword, instead casually tracing a stroke in the air with the sheathed blade. The next moment, a dazzling sword light bloomed before the eyes of the three Great Elders, their lives frozen at their final moment. …… The next day in Zhouque City, things appeared no different from before. Vendors woke up at their usual time, set up their stalls in their regular spots, and the city gradually began to buzz and flourish at the usual hour. “I am willing to help you manage the Situ Family,” Situ Yunqing, who had tossed and turned the previous night, found Xu Zimei early in the morning and said earnestly. Xu Zimei introduced Shili Changkong to Situ Yunqing, “From now on, he will be your guard. The two of you will manage the Situ Family together, and he can protect you if there’s any danger.” After sending Situ Yunqing away, Xu Zimei called Shili Changkong over to the side alone.

Chapter 45 - Chapter 45: Chapter 45: The Frog in the Well

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