High Martial Arts: I Awaken a Low-Tier Martial System Chapter 839 - 413: Control! White Dragon Royal Court (Triple Combo, Please Vote) (Part 2)

"Are we just going to let Jiang Ye go, then?"

"He crippled Xingkong with such ruthlessness." The Zhou Family Demigod suppressed his anger and inquired, "Is he not going to pay any price?"

"Whether Zhou Xingkong was crippled by Jiang Ye is not yet a foregone conclusion," Principal Bai Jing stated calmly.

"Who else could it be besides him?" The Zhou Family Demigod retorted coldly.

At that moment.

"I can go," Jiang Ye suddenly offered.

"Hm?"

"Jiang Ye, you mustn’t," Principal Bai Jing cautioned with a frown.

"Principal, please allow me to speak," Jiang Ye addressed the Zhou Family Demigod, his gaze icy: "Firstly, the incident of Zhou Xingkong being crippled was not perpetrated by me, and I shall not bear this false accusation!"

"Secondly, West Mountain Province is my native land."

"Now that a large-scale Shadow Disaster has erupted in West Mountain Province, it is my duty to go and aid them," Jiang Ye declared with composure.

"But you want me to enter the Shadow Race lair?"

"That is a possibility," Jiang Ye replied lightly, "However, I would hope the Zhou Family Demigod might provide some life-saving items to aid my journey."

"What?"

Upon hearing Jiang Ye’s words, the Zhou Family Demigod’s expression shifted dramatically.

You injured a descendant of our esteemed family, and now you demand that I bestow treasures upon you?

What an absurd notion!

But what Jiang Ye uttered next left everyone utterly stunned.

"Finally."

"The Zhou Family Demigod must accompany me and offer protection," Jiang Ye stated softly. "If you are willing to accede to these terms, I shall agree to enter the Shadow Race lair."

In truth.

Jiang Ye had long harbored the intention of entering the Shadow Race lair; after all, his ’Territorial Expansion’ ability was only effective within the Otherworld.

He had been eager for a chance to unleash havoc!

However, since the Zhou Family Demigod had presented himself voluntarily, Jiang Ye certainly wouldn’t refrain from seizing the opportunity.

He intended to make the most of this situation.

"Accompany you?" The Zhou Family Demigod narrowed his eyes, a flicker of surprise crossing his features.

As a Demigod, he harbored no fear of venturing into the Shadow Race lair.

After all.

With his Demigod cultivation, as long as he avoided delving too deep into the Shadow Race lair like Chen Jiuxuan, the risks would be minimal.

What truly perplexed Zhou Huai Feng was.

How could Jiang Ye possibly dare to make such a demand?

"Jiang Ye,"

"You wish for the Zhou Family Demigod to accompany you?" Principal Bai Jing rapidly transmitted a message, clearly noting the intense hostility the Zhou Family Demigod harbored towards Jiang Ye.

If Jiang Ye were to voluntarily make such a request, wasn’t he walking directly into certain death?

One needed to understand that within the confines of the Shadow Race lair, all communication methods originating from Blue Star would be completely severed.

At such a juncture, whatever transpired within would remain unknown to the outside world.

"Principal, please do not be concerned,"

"I have my own strategies," Jiang Ye transmitted back, then turned his attention to the Zhou Family Demigod, "Will you agree?"

The Zhou Family Demigod’s eyes gleamed, and he immediately nodded in assent, "Very well, I agree to your terms."

He perceived that Jiang Ye harbored ulterior motives.

But in the face of overwhelming strength, any minor stratagems were ultimately rendered futile.

"The treasures," Jiang Ye extended his hand expectantly.

"Hmph!"

The Zhou Family Demigod let out a cold snort, gestured with his large hand, and a treasure materialized before them.

It was a Ninth Tier rune, its pulsating aura capable of deflecting a full-force strike from a Ninth Break Powerhouse.

"That is insufficient," Jiang Ye stated calmly. "What if I were to encounter a Demigod-level Shadow Race entity upon entering their domain?"

"I require a Demigod-level life-saving artifact," Jiang Ye insisted.

"I possess but a few Demigod-level treasures myself!"

The Zhou Family Demigod retorted coldly. "Furthermore, how can I be assured that you will not renege on your word and abruptly alter your decision after I have bestowed the treasure upon you?"

"Oh?"

"That is a simple matter to resolve," Jiang Ye chuckled. "Since senior is reluctant to bestow the item, I shall simply retract my agreement at this very moment."

"You!" The Zhou Family Demigod glared.

He had already relinquished a valuable treasure. If Jiang Ye were to withdraw now, he would be subjected to a considerable loss.

Contemplating this, the Zhou Family Demigod’s countenance turned ashen.

Huff!

He waved his hand, and two additional treasures appeared, radiating potent fluctuations; they were clearly no common artifacts.

"Two Ninth Tier Peak treasures."

"I shall provide these to you for the time being," the Zhou Family Demigod declared in a low tone. "Upon our entry into the Shadow Race lair, I shall bestow upon you a Demigod-level defensive artifact!"

"Thus,"

"If you do not agree to this arrangement, then we shall drop the matter entirely!" the Zhou Family Demigod stated icily.

"Agreed," Jiang Ye nodded decisively. It was crucial to recognize the opportune moment to cease pressing; any further insistence might provoke the Zhou Family Demigod into a violent outburst.

"In half a day’s time, I shall depart," Jiang Ye announced.

From Bai Gui, he had already received the intel that conquering the White Dragon Royal Court would only consume half a day's effort.

Upon receiving Jiang Ye's affirmative response,

The Zhou Family's Demigod could finally exhale a breath of relief.

"Hmph."

"Once you step foot inside the Shadow Race's domain," the Zhou Family Demigod mused coldly in his heart, "you shall inevitably face the repercussions for your actions."

Huff!

He wasted no further time.

Seeing Jiang Ye's agreement, the Zhou Family Demigod dissolved into thin air, vanishing from the grand hall in an instant.

This was the true essence of a Demigod.

For the vast majority of individuals, Demigods appeared and disappeared like phantoms, their presence far surpassing the Ninth Break cultivators in proximity to the divine.

Within the council chambers,

"Jiang Ye, you are resolute in entering the Shadow Race lair?" Alliance Leader Qitian, clad in azure robes, inquired with a furrowed brow.

"Alliance Leader, I am fully confident."

"Should the Alliance Leader still harbor concerns," Jiang Ye said, cupping his hands respectfully, "perhaps you would consider bestowing upon me some items that could safeguard my life."

"You incorrigible youngster." Qi Tian chuckled, a shake of his head accompanying his laughter.

Every utterance from him seemed to revolve around acquiring treasures.

Nevertheless, at this juncture, he did not decline the request.

"Behold, a Demigod-tier defensive artifact, the [Crimson Heaven Armor]," Qi Tian declared, gesturing with his hand. A resplendent crimson battle armor materialized before them: "This armor can barely withstand assaults at the Demigod level."

"However, its protective capabilities are limited to three direct impacts before it is utterly annihilated."

"Reserve its use for moments of direst need," Qi Tian cautioned.

"My gratitude, Alliance Leader." Jiang Ye's expression radiated immense delight. He had only made the request in passing, never anticipating that such a priceless artifact would actually be readily available.