The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3272 - 3267: King Wuye’s Greed_1
Previously on The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms...
Yang Chen shared no deep grudges with King Wuye, which meant he scarcely gave him a second thought.
Yet, he never foresaw that once he and the Spirit King departed, the Lingnan Two Realms would erupt into chaos, as if monkeys were boldly claiming the throne while the tiger was away.
The sect under King Wuye's command went by the name Kuotian Sect, falling within the Wuye Divine Region. At present, King Wuye had rallied the elite forces from his divine region, encompassing even Mahayana Stage Boundaryless cultivators, and stormed straight into the Three Flowers Sect.
The numerous female cultivators from the Three Flowers Sect fought desperately to hold their ground, yet they found themselves in a dire and defensive position, struggling to mount any effective retaliation.
Gazing upon the disheveled female cultivators of the Three Flowers Sect, Yang Chen's thoughts swirled with astonishment.
Truth be told, the Three Flowers Sect's total fighting strength stood on par with that of the Kuotian Sect. A closer look revealed that their current setback stemmed from King Yueyin's absence.
Indeed, with King Yueyin away from the Three Flowers Sect, they lacked the power to stand against the Kuotian Sect.
Hovering high in the sky, King Wuye sneered down at two female cultivators: "Spirit Flower Venerate, Nightingale Heavenly Venerable. As I warned you, your sect's King Yueyin has abandoned you all. Why keep up the resistance? Surrender to me and take your places as my concubines—I might yet let you live."
Covered in injuries, Nightingale Heavenly Venerable and Spirit Flower Venerate clearly bore the heavy toll of their prolonged clash with King Wuye.
At King Wuye's words, Spirit Flower Venerate ground her teeth in fury: "King Wuye, in your dreams! When King Yueyin returns, he won't show you any mercy."
"Hahaha, that reckless fool King Yueyin, charging across the cosmos without a guide? Even if he survives, coming back anytime soon is pure fantasy. And should he return, do you really believe I, King Wuye, would fear him?" King Wuye scoffed. "Spirit Flower Venerate, Nightingale Heavenly Venerable, you'd best reconsider. Join me, and I'll grant your every desire. Refuse, and don't fault me for my harshness."
Both Spirit Flower Venerate and Nightingale Heavenly Venerable wore resolute faces, betraying no hint of yielding. In icy voices, they declared, "King Wuye, you think too little of us. Submit to you? What nonsense—that'll never happen. I suggest you drop that notion right now."
King Wuye's expression twisted in rage at their defiance, and he bellowed, "Fine, fine, fine! Spirit Flower Venerate, Nightingale Heavenly Venerable, you've got spine. Since you won't bow to me, don't cry foul when I show no mercy. Hehe, you two might not flinch, but what of your sect's lovely disciples? They'll bend the knee and serve as slaves in my Kuotian Sect. We've got plenty of robust men in the Kuotian Sect, eager to line up and have their fun with them. Hahaha!"
Only then did panic seize Spirit Flower Venerate and Nightingale Heavenly Venerable.
For themselves, it hardly mattered. If push came to shove, they'd choose death over submission. Years on the battlefield had stripped away any dread of dying.
But their disciples—what of them?
Without King Yueyin present, these young ones were like kin to them, under their watchful protection.
"King Wuye, you're vile and without honor," Spirit Flower Venerate spat with venom.
She loathed King Wuye, and just as much, she despised how the king-level powerhouses turned a blind eye post-war, refusing to lift a finger in their defense.
Justice? What a laughable illusion.
King Wuye burst into manic laughter. "Vile and without honor? Hahaha, Spirit Flower Venerate, spot on. That's me to a tee. And I've got all sorts of vile tricks up my sleeve. You figure dying wraps it all up? But what if death isn't an option for you?"
Those words sent a shiver of terror through Spirit Flower Venerate and Nightingale Heavenly Venerable, who then sensed the trap and cried out, "This is bad!"
Too late, though—their realization hit after the fact. Two Boundaryless Stage experts had crept up from behind, unleashing a stealthy poisonous mist that swiftly enshrouded the pair. Inhaling it unwittingly, they felt their limbs grow limp, strength draining away entirely.
"My Law—why won't it respond?"
"What's happening? This... this is Huntu Ling Scatter."
"Hahaha, daring to battle our Kuotian Sect without proper vigilance. Our Kuotian Sect's Huntu Ling Scatter is tailor-made for self-righteous women like you." The sneak attackers, those two Boundaryless experts, jeered.
"King Wuye, these two are yours to handle now." After securing the deed, the pair spoke in sycophantic tones.
Licking his lips, King Wuye replied, "Rest easy—once I've had my fill, you can each take a turn for the night as a reward."
"Many thanks, King Wuye." Greed flickered in the eyes of the two Boundaryless cultivators at the promise.
As the pinnacle Boundaryless cultivators of the Three Flowers Sect, Spirit Flower Venerate and Nightingale Heavenly Venerable had long been the envy of countless Southern Realm powerhouses.
A night with them? The mere idea stirred thrilling delight in the men's hearts.
Desperate to resist, Spirit Flower Venerate and Nightingale Heavenly Venerable found their bodies utterly unresponsive, enslaved by the Huntu Ling Scatter's grip.
"King Wuye, you'll meet a gruesome end," Spirit Flower Venerate uttered in a frosty tone.
"A gruesome end for me? Hehe, Spirit Flower Venerate, name one soul in the entire Southern Realm who could bring me down?" King Wuye roared with overbearing pride.
As his words trailed off, King Wuye prepared to lay hands on Spirit Flower Venerate.
But in that instant, a voice rang out from nearby.
"King Wuye, long time no see—hope you've been faring well? Though, I recall your Kuotian Sect's domain lies elsewhere, doesn't it?"
The voice's echo jolted King Wuye, sending tremors through his frame.
"Who's there!" King Wuye's fright was profound, for the timbre struck a chord of stark familiarity.
It tapped into his innermost, instinctual dread—not overwhelming, yet he knew full well this figure was no trifling foe.
Even more unnerving, the speaker had drawn so near without him detecting a thing.
Yang Chen made no effort to conceal himself; with his words done, he curved his lips in a faint smile and rose to his feet.
"You—Yang Chen," King Wuye gasped in alarm.
Neither Spirit Flower Venerate nor Nightingale Heavenly Venerable had anticipated Yang Chen's abrupt reappearance in the Southern Realm after so many years gone.
A subtle smile played on Yang Chen's face as he spoke. "Didn't think you'd still remember me. That said, you haven't addressed my query. What brings your Kuotian Sect to this place?"
Through clenched teeth, King Wuye responded, "Yang Chen, this affair today concerns only my Kuotian Sect and the Three Flowers Sect. Do you intend to meddle too?"