The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

In the midst of the fierce battle with Xiao Yun, it was no surprise to see Qinghe Ancestor like this; Tang Rao, such a person, would surely have prepared contingencies.

Taking three steps ahead in his mind, such a character was truly terrifying.

Not to mention that Wan Yuan was no match for Tang Rao; even if he were to control the situation himself, he'd probably be tormented to the brink of death by Tang Rao.

To put it plainly, Tang Rao was simply not someone the Qinghe Sect could outmaneuver.

Perhaps you regard him as a formidable enemy, but in his eyes, you're merely a minor obstacle, which he could resolve without much effort.

The difference in their levels was too vast.

Xiao Yue and the others were also very astute, directly avoiding Wan Yuan, who was of the Ninth Level Luo Immortal, and specifically targeting those below the Seventh Level Luo Immortal. Together, the three rarely needed more than a second move to kill their opponents in a combined attack. Their speed was also staggering.

Watching one Qinghe Sect cultivator after another die at the hands of Xiao Yue and his colleagues, a smile spread across Tang Rao's face.

Killing one meant one less batch of Immortal Stones he had to give out.

Perhaps influenced by Xiao Yue and others, other cultivators who took on missions for money also became frenzied, slaughtering like locusts passing through a field, harvesting utterly.

Although Wan Yuan and another Ninth Level Luo Immortal tried their best to kill and block, it was clearly of little use, as there were too many people.

From every direction and corner, the remaining cultivators of Qinghe Sect were diminishing at a frightening pace.

After just a minute, only eight people remained around Wan Yuan.

One Ninth Level Luo Immortal, five Eighth Level Luo Immortals, and two Seventh Level Luo Immortals.

Not only that, each person was wounded, significantly reducing their combat effectiveness.

At this rate, it seemed all of them were doomed. Looking at the cultivators' eyes, they all resembled wild wolves.

Wan Yuan couldn't understand; he didn't know where Tang Rao had found such a group of people. They didn't seem to be from one sect, but rather a mixed group.

Yet, even if you combined all the top fighters from Bounty City, they wouldn't be this fierce.

"There are still two Seventh Level Luo Immortals, five Eighth Level Luo Immortals, and two Ninth Level Luo Immortals!"

"Hahaha, each worth tens of millions!"

"I call dibs on the Seventh Level Luo Immortal!"

"Damn it, dibs on what, brothers, fortune favors the bold, let's go together!"

"Kill."

The next moment, hundreds of cultivators again swarmed them, the madness almost scared Wan Yuan and his group to death.

How could they possibly withstand this!

"Ancestor, save us!" Wan Yuan shouted loudly.

However, Qinghe Ancestor could only glance at Wan Yuan, then slowly shook his head. Xiao Yun is very strong, I simply cannot divert my attention to save you.

Because once I'm distracted, I may be quickly killed by Xiao Yun.

People are instinctively concerned about their lives; I can't put myself in jeopardy for you.

"Ancestor!"

"Ancestor, save us!"

Others also started shouting.

Hundreds of cultivators, including many Eighth Level Luo Immortals, and even one or two Ninth Level Luo Immortals; they were only nine people, severely injured at that — what chance did they stand?

They would be utterly crushed.

When the Qinghe Ancestor showed no indication, and as people charged forward, Wan Yuan clearly realized: Qinghe Sect was doomed, and he was going to die as well.

Nine people were instantly swallowed by the crowd.

Tang Rao felt a bit of heartache, hoping Xiao Yue and Ah Quan could take down a few more so that he could save a lot of money, after all, if these nine were killed by others, that would directly equal ninety million Immortal Stones.

...

The battle started fiercely and ended very quickly; aside from the last nine people including Qinghe Ancestor, the Qinghe Sect was wiped out in less than three minutes.

"Sect Master, killed two Eighth Level Luo Immortals and one Seventh Level Luo Immortal," Xiao Yue communicated.

Tang Rao felt a thrill in his heart, saving thirty million, not bad at all.

Xiao Yun and Qinghe Ancestor were still in combat, but it seemed that the match should be decided soon. Xiao Yun held an Immortal Emperor's Treasure and obviously came from a prestigious sect, her combat skills were exceptional, dominating Qinghe Ancestor almost throughout the entire process.

"Little Cultivator, shall we stop here? Qinghe Sect is completely wiped out, I will not stay at Qinghe Sect, nor will I seek revenge, can we let this be? Mr. Tang, can we?" Qinghe Ancestor first asked Xiao Yun, then turned to look at Tang Rao.

It was clear that Tang Rao was the real decision-maker.

Tang Rao's lips curled up, signaling Xiao Yun to stop first.

"Qinghe Ancestor, you see, I am actually not fond of fighting and killing. Attacking Qinghe Sect was also a last resort, it all boils down to Wan Yuan being at fault. Now that Wan Yuan is dead, and all the main forces of Qinghe Sect have been eliminated, I do feel quite sorry. As for stopping, that's actually not impossible," Tang Rao said with a smile.

Qinghe Ancestor looked at Tang Rao, not continuing the conversation.

Tang Rao surely had more to say.

"But..."

As expected.

"But, you see, I am not fond of letting the tiger return to the mountain nor of leaving the snake alive. You say you won't retaliate, but I can't just truly believe you won't. If I was that naive, I wouldn't have made it to this day, right?" Tang Rao said.

Qinghe Ancestor nodded, indeed, there was nothing in Tang Rao's words to refute.

"If you wish to live, that of course can be arranged. I give you two choices, the first: cripple your cultivation, and I assure you no harm; the second: submit to me," Tang Rao snapped his fingers and said with a light laugh.

Qinghe Ancestor was silent; Tang Rao's two options seemed a bit forceful, but if it were him, probably that would be the maximum limit as well.

It was already very moderate.

If it were someone else, it would only be more restrictive.

"I don't have many years left to live anyway, my cultivation might as well be crippled, I choose the first one," after a long while, Qinghe Ancestor shook his head and said.

He had been in the Half-step Immortal Monarch for nearly fifty years, and didn't succeed; perhaps, he didn't have the qualifications.

And if he couldn't break through to the Immortal Monarch, he would only have two years of life left.

Two years... Cripple my cultivation and live peacefully, watching the changes in the world, it counts as enjoying the twilight years.

"That's so, then let me give you two more options," Tang Rao said with a smile, "First: cripple your cultivation, go and live freely; second: submit to me, within two months, I will help you enter the Immortal Monarch Realm."

What…

Enter the Immortal Monarch Realm within two months?

"If within two months I cannot help you enter the Immortal Monarch Realm, you can leave anytime," Tang Rao said.

"Sect Master, I, Su Qinghe, here is half of my Divine Sense," Qinghe Ancestor didn't say much more, with a single mention of Sect Master and half of the Divine Sense, everything was explained.

Divine Sense is the most fundamental element of a Cultivator.

Splitting it in two, giving someone half, is akin to handing over one's life.

Qinghe Ancestor was very straightforward.

"Alright, that settles it. Don't worry, you will have a second chance. Trust me, following me might be the most correct decision of your life," Tang Rao said, though somewhat arrogant, he indeed had the qualifications to be so.