The news that the fifth Clan Leader of the Ji Clan appeared and forced the Ning Clan to admit defeat spread across the entire Planet of Bei Dou within a day.
Even the secluded forces had learned of this matter.
What could they do? This was far too shocking. On one side were the cultivators of the Near Dao, on the other side was the Ning Clan. The clash between the two was naturally shocking.
The result was even more unbelievable.
No one would have thought that the unfathomable Ning Family would actually admit defeat. But after thinking about it, it was understandable.
Under the situation where the handsome young man didn't dare to show himself, even if they used immortal weapons, they could not fight the Ji Clan to the death.
The Lian Clan was the same.
After learning that the Ning Clan had admitted defeat, the Lian Clan sealed the culprit and sent him to the Clan.
Therefore, when Ling Xian and the elder in white arrived at the Lian Clan, they saw a strange scene.
Three cultivators of the ninth level were chained in midair. Their faces were pale and full of bitterness.
The elder in grey, in the middle, looked as if he had lost his soul and his heart was dead.
Below, all the upper echelons of the Lian Clan had arrived. They all lowered their heads to show respect.
"We haven't even made a move and you are already admitting defeat …"
Ling Xian shook his head and chuckled. He wasn't mocking them, but in the eyes of the Lian Clan, he was humiliating them.
However, they didn't dare to do anything and didn't dare to express their dissatisfaction.
Next to Ling Xian was a cultivator of the Near Dao, who dared to be rude?
"I am the leader of the Lian Clan. It is an honor to meet you." A middle-aged man wearing a silk robe bowed respectfully.
Everyone behind him bowed as well. They were all careful and respectful.
"Stand up."
The elder in white spoke softly and shifted his gaze to the three people chained in midair, "What is the meaning of this?"
"These three are the culprits behind the Ji Clan's plan. I am here to hand them over to you," the leader of the Lian Clan answered respectfully.
"Only the three of them? You, the leader of the clan, had no idea? "The elder in white glared at the leader of the Lian Clan. There was no threat or killer's intent.
However, this scared the man and he quickly explained, "I really had no idea. It really was only the three of them. Please investigate."
Hearing this, the elder in white laughed. He didn't believe him at all.
However, this was not important.
He had only come here to vent his anger, not to start a massacre. If they were to pursue this matter to the end, they might force the Ning and Lian Families to fight to the death.
At that time, even if he was a Near-Dao Cultivator, it would be difficult for him to protect the Ji Clan. Moreover, he would not be able to live for long.
If he was too ruthless, once he died, the Ji Family would be in danger.
Therefore, the elder in white didn't stop.
This allowed the Lian Clan Patriarch to heave a sigh of relief, and he said, "The Ancestor said that Senior can deal with them as you wish. Even if you take them as slaves, my Lian Clan won't say anything."
"Your attitude towards admitting your guilt is not bad. You're much better than the Ning Family." The white-clothed old man smiled.
"Ancestor also said that as long as Senior's anger is appeased, our Lian Family is willing to do anything." The Lian Family Patriarch smiled fawningly.
"If that's the case, then I won't be polite." The white-robed old man revealed a playful look and said four hundred in a row.
One hundred divine herbs, one hundred divine stones, one hundred rare treasures, and one hundred first-grade divine pills.
This made Ling Xian shake his head and laugh. He thought that the elder in white sure was demanding an exorbitant amount.
Ignoring everything else, the Lian Clan would have to spend a lot of money just to ask for 100 divine herbs.
"Senior, this is too much." The Lian Clan Patriarch bitterly smiled. He wasn't crying because he was poor, but because it was truly too much.
Even though the Lian Clan was a powerful force and was wealthy enough to rival a country, to take out so many treasures at once was a stretch.
"I don't think so. Compared to human lives, these treasures are nothing." The elder in white grinned. What he was implying was that if they don't give him the treasures, he will start a massacre.
This made the Lian Clan Patriarch extremely angry and wanted to cry but no tears came out.
The elder in white was obviously trying to extort him, but he had no way to resist.
The Lian Clan Patriarch was the same as the handsome young man from the Ning Clan – they didn't want to show themselves. Under these circumstances, however much the elder in white wanted, the Lian Clan had to give.
"Damned bastard, I let Ling Xian escape!" The Lian Clan Patriarch cursed silently, hating the elder in grey.
If this person killed Ling Xian and Ji Huang, then even if the Ji Clan guessed that it was the Ning Clan and the Lian Clan who did it, they had no reason to be angry.
"Just tell me, are you giving or not?"
The elder in white's smile was warm, but to the Lian Clan Patriarch, it was the smile of a devil.
"Yes, I will give."
The Lian Clan Patriarch bitterly smiled, his heart was bleeding.
Everyone else in the Lian Clan felt the same.
It was far too much. Even if the Ning Clan and the Lian Clan shared it, it would still be an astronomical number.
"That's right." The elder in white smiled in satisfaction, "Go prepare the treasures. My patience is not good, so don't make me wait too long."
"Yes." The Lian Clan Patriarch bitterly smiled and flew towards the Lian Clan's treasury.
Seeing this, the elder in white shifted his gaze towards Ling Xian, "Which one is after you?"
"The one in the middle." Ling Xian pointed at the elder in grey.
"I'll leave him to you." The elder in white smiled, "From now on, you are his Master. You can do whatever you want with him."
Hearing this, the elder in grey was about to explode from anger. He was a powerhouse of the ninth level, when has he ever been humiliated like this?
Yet he had no strength to resist. Even if he wasn't sealed, he couldn't win against a cultivator close to the Dao.
"We meet again."
Staring at the immobilized elder in grey, Ling Xian grinned, "Not even in your dreams did you think that the next time we meet, I would be controlling your life."
"A warrior prefers death to humiliation. Give me a quick death." The elder in grey stared deadly at Ling Xian. There was hatred and bitterness in his eyes.
In the beginning, he was the hunter. He looked down on Ling Xian, the prey, with a mocking attitude.
Yet now, he was the prey. The prey that cannot escape. Who wouldn't feel bitter at such a drastic change?
At this moment, the elder in grey regretted it. Sadly, it was too late.
Ling Xian could let go of the unimportant small fries, but he would never let go of the mastermind.
"I originally thought I would have to wait until I reach the ninth level before I can kill you."
"I cannot believe this day came so soon."
Ling Xian softly grinned, "Do you feel humiliated to die by my hand?"
"Dammit, even if I become a ghost, I won't forgive you!" The elder in grey clenched his teeth.
"End your own life. Killing you would dirty my hands."
"Though this seal makes you powerless and immobile, you can still explode your soul."
"If you really have the courage, then end your own life."
Ling Xian glared at the elder in grey and shifted his gaze to the other two, "You do the same."
Hearing this, the three of them silenced. They exchanged glances and saw the hopelessness in each other's eyes.
There was no turning back now. The only thing they could do was to die a dignified death.
Thus, the three of them exploded their souls and turned into dust.
"Now, we just have to wait for the Lian Clan's treasures."
The elder in white stared at Ling Xian warmly and smiled, "I will give half of these treasures to the Ji Clan. You can take the rest."
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