The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms - Chapter 162
Chapter 162: Chapter 159: He Really Entered the Spirit Martial Realm 1
Translator: 549690339
This made Third Master’s heart bleed.
Zhu Yinyang, a dignified Spirit Martial Realm master, cost their bandits an unimaginable number of resources to cultivate. Yet now, he had fallen into such a terrible state, being beaten like a dog by Yang Chen.
The most crucial point was that Zhu Yinyang was the Fierce Ghost Protector of their horse-thief gang. Slapping Zhu Yinyang’s face was just like slapping Third Master’s face!
Third Master said solemnly, “Very well, Kid, you’ve got guts. I, the Third Master, have been wandering the Great Wilderness for many years, and you’re the first little brat bold enough to provoke me.”
“Third Master, stop talking nonsense. Since the person has already been brought here, can we exchange hostages now?” Yang Jinhe snorted coldly. There was no point in saying anything more, so he cut straight to the chase.
“Exchange hostages? Of course, we can. But before that, I have one more condition.” Third Master licked his lips.
Yang Jinhe suddenly had a bad feeling: “Third Master, what do you want to do?”
“What do I want to do? Haha, simple. If you want to exchange hostages, I can agree. However, you have to promise to let Yang Chen take one palm strike from me. Don’t worry, just one strike. Afterwards, Elder Yang Si will be returned to you.” Third Master narrowed his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jinhe was instantly enraged, his presence growing stronger: “Third Master, are you treating the Yang family as pushovers? A life for a life, that’s the rule. But you’re making additional conditions now. Don’t you think that’s inappropriate?”
“A life for a life is indeed a rule, but now I don’t want to exchange hostages normally.” Third Master sneered.
“What, do you want Zhu Yinyang to die?” Yang Jinhe’s voice was cold and menacing.
“Haha, since Zhu Yinyang has fallen into the hands of your Yang family, that means he is useless. We have other members in our bandit group to replace a worthless First Level Spirit Martial Realm trash like him. No big deal. We can just kill Elder Yang Si, and you can kill Zhu Yinyang. I don’t mind, anyway.” Third Master narrowed his eyes.
His primary goal was to kill Yang Chen from the beginning.
Abducting Elder Yang Si was also for that purpose.
How could he now let Yang Chen off so easily?
He wanted to use Elder Yang Si to force Yang Chen’s hand. It all depended on whether Yang Chen would take the bait or not.
This was a blatant scheme.
However, knowing full well that he was stepping into a fire pit, Yang Chen had no choice but to jump in.
At this moment, Yang Chen said, “Fine, I will take your palm strike, but I hope you, Third Master, keep your word.”
Counting on other tribes in the Great Wilderness to help? Obviously, that wouldn’t be easy.
As the bandits had not taken action in recent years, all major tribes had grown complacent. Unless the bandits brought calamity upon their heads, they would remain indifferent. Even if they helped, they wouldn’t do so wholeheartedly.
Yang Chen understood that relying on others for help was impossible—even the Feng family was no exception.
“Yang Chen, think thrice before you act.” Yang Jinhe warned.
Elder Yang Si’s eyes widened: “Yang Chen, don’t make any rash decisions! Third Master clearly wants to kill you. If anything happens to you, my old life won’t be enough to compensate! Yang Chen, you need to know that you’re the future of the Yang family. How can my life be more important than yours?”
Elder Yang Si was genuinely anxious now.
Yang Chen was risking his life to save him.
How could he allow it to happen?
“Old fart, shut up.” A bandit slapped Elder Yang Sits face and yelled. Yang Chen then whispered to Yang Jinhe, “Clan Leader, I know my limits.” “Yang Chen, I know you’ve entered the Spirit Martial Realm, but Third Master has reached the Third Layer of the Spirit Martial Realm. Your Martial Arts cultivation levels are two realms apart. That’s a huge disparity. Don’t fall for his tricks.” Yang Jinhe advised earnestly.
Yang Chen’s expression darkened, “Then, should we just let Elder Si die?”
“Sigh…” Yang Jinhe sighed, “If necessary, even if Elder Si dies, it must not put you in danger.”
It was clear that in the Yang family, Elder Si’s status was still lower than Yang Chen’s.
A Spirit Martial Realm member meant everything to a tribe, not just the Yang family, but the bandits as well.
Yang Chen furrowed his brows, “Clan Leader, I have a trump card. Rest assured, Third Master won’t be able to touch me. Elder Si has shown me kindness, and I can’t abandon him.”
Having said that, Yang Chen stepped forward.
“Third Master, I agree!” Yang Chen declared.
“Yang Chen, don’t!” Elder Yang Si roared.
However, his mouth was quickly covered by someone, leaving him looking at Yang Chen with an unwilling gaze, fearing that Yang Chen was making a reckless decision.
Third Master licked his lips, “Yang Chen, I must admit that I’m impressed. A mere Body Refining Realm kid like you dares to take my palm strike just to save Elder Yang Si. Haha, rest assured, after this palm strike, I will return Elder Yang Si to your family safe and sound.”
Yang Chen’s expression turned cold. It was clear that Third Master wanted to use this palm strike to kill him. Once he was dead, would Third Master really spare Elder Yang Si?
With him dead, Third Master’s greatest worry would be gone. Would he really care about Elder Yang Sits life and death?
While Third Master harbored ill intentions, Yang Chen had his own plans as well.
Let him commit suicide? Of course not-
However, the people from the Hundred Clans of the Great Wilderness obviously thought otherwise. In their eyes, Yang Chen was no doubt making a reckless gamble like a stubborn child. “What is Yang Chen thinking?”
“Foolish, foolish!”
“How could Yang Chen risk his life to save an old-life Elder Yang Si? It’s not worth it. Doesn’t he know how much he can achieve if he stays alive? Instead, he’s trying to save an old man with no future prospects. It’s simply foolish.”
Many people thought that Yang Chen was foolish, but the Feng family members thought differently.
Unexpectedly, Feng Changkong and Feng Wuyang arrived, along with representatives from many other great tribes. After all, this involves the bandits’ major events. Nobody dared to treat it lightly.
Unlike others, Feng Wuyang and Feng Changkong had the ability to discern others’ Martial Arts Cultivation levels. At this moment, Feng Changkong frowned, “Strange, Father, I can’t see through Yang Chen’s Martial Arts Cultivation level. Unless he’s entered the Spirit Martial Realm, there’s no way I couldn’t see it with my level of cultivation. But how could Yang Chen enter the Spirit Martial Realm at such a young age? Father, you should be able to see something with your cultivation level, right?”
Feng Wuyang’s eyes filled with shock, and after a moment, he mumbled,
“You’re right, Yang Chen has indeed entered the Spirit Martial Realm!”
“What?!”
Upon hearing this, Feng Changkong stared at Yang Chen, his mind filled with incredulity.
Yang Chen had entered the Spirit Martial Realm?
