Hong Ying and Hong Xue
Yang Tian raced off subsequent to killing one of primordial Li Clan’s disciples with a palm attack, searching for Ancient Sacred Ground’s disciples. He switched locations after killing someone each time as of recent. After three days of rinse and repeat, he had the stench of blood on him at all times.
He crouched down inside a mountain stream and observed two people.
“Did you hear that Elder captured Yang Tian’s girlfriend? I guess Yang Tian will be handed a green hat.”
Yang Tian scratched his head wondering where this “girlfriend” came from.
“Hahaha, I did. I heard she looks quite nice. Apparently, there are two of them. Tsk, tsk, Yang Tian sure is a hit with the ladies.”
Yang Tian raced over to the two and stared them down.
“Yang Tian… Run… Bloody run…”
“Get back here.” Yang Tian palmed a crimson wave of energy that blasted the two flying. He walked up to the two convulsing on the ground and, in a harsh tone, demanded, “Speak. What did you just say? What girlfriend?”
“I-I don’t know…”
Yang Tian dismembered the disciple next to him with a single punch.
The sly disciple wet himself. “Y-you…”
Yang Tian: “Answer me or die!”
“I-it was a girl named Hong Ying…”
“Cornholes!”
“Wh-what do you want?”
“… Where are they?”
“Once I tell you, can y-, argh!”
The disciples yelp echoed through the entire dimension when Yang Tian stomped his tibia into fragments.
Yang Tian crouched down. “If you want a painless one, speak. If you bargain, I’ll stomp all of your bones to powder and feed you to a Fierce Beast.”
“I-I’ll talk…” The disciple pointed to the rear. “The elder has Hong Ying and Hong Xue hostage about ten kilometres from here.”
“Good… Very good…” Yang Tian chucked the disciple into Golden Crow Divine Furnace.
Hong Ying saved Yang Tian’s life, so he couldn’t just ignore her safety. People must protect something for as long as they live.
Since Yang Tian would struggle to become an adept later down the road, Yang Xiao interrupted Yang Tian’s thinking. “Let’s take a look and decide what to do after.”
“Thank you, Uncle Xiao.” Yang Tian sprinted to the aforementioned location.
Ten kilometres away at the aforementioned location, behind four young men sitting on the ground, were Hong Ying and Hong Xue, bound in golden chains.
Hong Ying looked around with her teary eyes and sniffled. “Sister, do you think Big Brother Yang will come?”
“I don’t know? Do you want him to?” responded Hong Xue.
Thanks to Yang Tian, Hong Clan was almost wiped out at the city. As such, Hong Xue wasn’t sure whether to hate him or revere him.
Hong Ying buried her head. “I don’t know. That bad man was very strong. He hurt dad without much effort. Big Brother Yang can’t beat them.”
“They deserve to die!”
Wang Mo walked over with a smug visage. “Hehe, what are you two chatting about? Why did you speak ill of Elder?”
Hong Xue: “Get lost, traitor!”
Wang Mo: “Tsk, tsk, don’t act tough with me. Elder promised to let me have you two after we capture Yang Tian. You’re both mine.”
Hong Xue: “Hmph, look at yourself. You’re worse than a beggar. A Warrior Realm cultivator wagging his tail to these people, you’re the scum.”
“You’re the wench!” Wang Mo looked at the young men around them, then shunted Hong Xue down.
When Yang Tian saw the Hong sisters from roughly three kilometres away, his heart pulsated hard. Upon seeing the familiar Wang Mo, he regretted not killing him sooner. “What do you say, Uncle Xiao?”
“The Battle King I injured is with them.”
“What shall we do, then?”
“His injury still besets him. I can stall for time, but the one next to him isn’t going to be easy to defeat. Can you handle him?”
“Profound Connection Realm Eighth Layer… I’ll just have to give it all I’ve got. Worse comes to worse, we both get hurt.”
“Hahaha, all right, let’s gamble.”
Yang Tian approached the chattering while they were wondering if he’d show up.
“Old turd, show yourself!”
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