121: Chapter 121 500,000 Loan

"You... what did you do to me?" Chen Yan squeezed out broken words from his throat.

His breath was labored; every word exhausted all his strength.

Then.

A short, shrill scream suddenly exploded.

"Ah!"

"Bang!"

His body fell straight to the ground.

"Hey, that's it?" The youth glanced sideways at the fallen Chen Yan.

He even carelessly kicked the corner of the other's clothes with his toe.

"Chen Yan!" The Ninth Princess, Princess Zhou Zhiyan, and everyone beside her shouted sharply at the same time.

They all stepped forward in unison.

"What? Are you all not convinced by me, the Young Sect Master?"

The youth held his chin high.

When his gaze swept over the crowd, it carried undisguised provocation.

Seeing the crowd's eyes like knives, he sneered again.

"Don't look at me, the Young Sect Master, like that. It's useless."

After a pause, his gaze locked precisely on the Ninth Princess.

"Ninth Princess, my previous request still stands."

"Just now was merely a small trick of mine." He shook his wrist.

"If you don't agree today, then..."

The tail of his voice dragged on long, and the youth's gaze slowly swept over everyone beside the Ninth Princess.

Princess Zhou Zhiyan's fists clenched so tightly they creaked.

The youth before her was only at the Early Stage of the Martial Emperor Realm.

But he was followed by a group of experts; if those people attacked together, they would have no power to resist, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

The atmosphere in the forest instantly solidified, tense as a drawn bow.

Only the rustling of wind through leaves remained, making it feel even more oppressive.

...

Meanwhile, far away in the Chen Family residence in the Imperial City.

It was a scene of total upheaval.

"What? My Yan'er's Soul jade tablet has actually developed a crack?"

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe tightly gripped the palm-sized jade tablet in his hand.

His fingertips traced that subtle yet glaring crack.

The jade tablet was translucent white, with only that one crack spreading like an ink stain.

An old man stood before him, his expression changing abruptly upon hearing this.

As the words fell, an aged and hurried figure broke through the air, bringing a gust of wind.

"What did you say?" The old man's hair and beard were bristling, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.

It was exactly the Chen Family Old Ancestor.

A Saint has supernatural senses; although far deep in the mansion.

He had vaguely sensed the abnormality of the jade tablet.

"Old Ancestor, look!" The middle-aged man hurriedly handed over the Soul jade tablet, his voice trembling.

"Yan'er... his life force is dissipating; he is already in extreme danger!"

The Chen Family Old Ancestor took the jade tablet, his fingertips trembling slightly.

The Saint's perception clearly captured the weak, almost severed Soul fluctuations within the jade tablet.

His expression instantly sank like ice, and the air pressure around him plummeted.

"Where did he go?"

He demanded, staring straight at the middle-aged man.

"Reporting to the Old Ancestor, Yan'er went to the Phantom God Forest for a hunt..." The middle-aged man dared not hesitate for a moment and hurriedly bowed to answer.

He explained the known details of the situation one by one.

"Phantom God Forest?" The Chen Family Old Ancestor stroked the jade tablet, brows locked tight, and said in a deep voice.

"The Spirit Beast Ranks there are limited; even if there is danger, it shouldn't be enough to put Yan'er in such a desperate situation."

He looked up at the middle-aged man, his tone becoming increasingly sharp.

"Tell me carefully, the cause and effect of this hunt, not a single detail is allowed to be missed!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly composed himself.

He recounted the invitations for this hunt, the participants, and the details of the destination.

After listening, the Chen Family Old Ancestor's eyes flashed with cold light, and he cursed through gritted teeth.

"These scumbags, they want to seize the Dragon from that child, Xiang Tian!"

"Whoosh~"

His figure had already disappeared from the spot, leaving only an afterimage flickering in the courtyard.

The next moment.

Over the mansions of several top powers in the Imperial City, the aura of a Saint flashed and vanished.

...

Returning to the Phantom God Forest, the standoff continued.

"Ninth Princess, please step back!" Ouyang Yuanshan stepped forward, shielding Princess Zhou Zhiyan behind him.

"Even if we all die in battle, we will definitely protect you!"

Qin Batian and the others also quickly gathered around, forming a human wall.

They looked at the youth's group with determined eyes.

"You..." Princess Zhou Zhiyan looked at the people blocking in front of her, her heart shaken.

Previously, her heart and eyes were all set on climbing to the pinnacle of power.

She had never thought that these seemingly ordinary subordinates and officials would be willing to risk their lives for her.

Complex emotions surged in her heart, a mix of bitterness and warmth.

It left her speechless for a moment.

"Princess, rest assured, as long as we have a breath left, we will never let them harm you at all!" Qin Batian said in a deep voice.

His Spiritual Qi was already circulating.

The others also nodded, their expressions solemn, their Battle Intent rising.

They were all citizens of the Tianyun Kingdom.

If the Princess was humiliated, it was the humiliation of the entire Tianyun Kingdom; there was no reason to retreat.

"Yo, what kind of tragic drama are you putting on?" A frivolous voice suddenly came from the forest, breaking the tragic atmosphere.

"It hasn't reached the point of life and death yet!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

They saw Xiang Tian walking over slowly with a few women, his expression calm.

The youth caught a glimpse of the women behind Xiang Tian, and a flash of amazement passed through his eyes.

Then he frowned again.

And when Xiang Tian saw the youth's face, he was slightly stunned.

Then cold light erupted in his eyes: "Ling Tian!"

This person was exactly the champion of the Haotian Sect Outer Sect Secret Realm trial.

He was also the main culprit who participated in the massacre of the Duanmu Family!

"Xiang Tian, I really didn't expect that in just a few months, you would have obtained such a great Opportunity and even subdued a Dragon."

Ling Tian recovered, his tone gloomy.

"You hid it quite deeply."

Xiang Tian walked forward slowly, his steps steady.

"Since you know I have a Dragon, why don't we make a deal?"

"A deal?" Ling Tian raised an eyebrow, already having some guesses in his heart.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"It's simple, let you acknowledge the Dragon, Little Black, as your master." Xiang Tian's tone was calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

But the temptation of having a Dragon acknowledge one as its master was enough to make any Cultivator crazy.

That was an Opportunity that could defy the heavens and change one's fate.

Ling Tian's eyes suddenly lit up, and his breathing became a bit hurried.

If he could have a Dragon acknowledge him as its master, let alone having a stable position in the Yinshi Sect.

Perhaps his father would even directly abdicate the Sect Master position to him!

He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and asked with feigned calmness.

"Tell me your conditions."

At this moment, Xiang Tian's consciousness was arguing fiercely with the System.

"Teleporting them all away actually costs 500,000 face-slapping points? Why don't you just go rob someone!"

[Host, do you have any bargaining chips with this System?]

Xiang Tian took a deep breath, suppressing the frustration in his heart.

His current face-slapping points were only 10,000, not even enough for the fraction.

[Host, this System is kind-hearted and can allow you to buy on credit first.]

The System's voice suddenly changed, carrying a bit of cunning.

"Humph, you would be so kind?" Xiang Tian snorted, not believing it at all.

"There must be additional conditions."

[The Host is indeed smart. Interest is natural, of course, but it will only start accruing after half a year.]

The System added slowly.

[Is this System understanding enough?]

"Half a year... that's not unacceptable." Xiang Tian pondered for a moment and gritted his teeth to agree.

"But you must guarantee that within this half year, you will not deduct my existing points, nor will it affect my point acquisition."

[Naturally, that's no problem.]

The human and the System quickly reached an agreement.

Xiang Tian withdrew his focus and cast his gaze back to the scene.

"Xiang Tian, tell me your conditions quickly!" Ling Tian was already unable to restrain himself and urged.

Xiang Tian did not respond immediately, but instead walked slowly to the side of Princess Zhou Zhiyan and the others.

"Xiang Tian, what do you want to do?" Princess Zhou Zhiyan's eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

"You have a Dragon; you may not be unable to avenge us in the future. But if you give the Dragon to him, do you think he will easily let us leave?"

"Oh? Zhi Yan, this doesn't sound like your nature." Xiang Tian raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

"Since when do you care about my safety?"

"You still haven't answered my question!"

Princess Zhou Zhiyan's cheeks were slightly hot; she suppressed the strangeness in her heart, her tone becoming increasingly serious.

Xiang Tian smiled mysteriously without explaining.

He turned to look at Ling Tian and said loudly.

"Ling Tian, we will meet again."

As the words fell, a light shield suddenly unfolded.

It completely enveloped Princess Zhou Zhiyan, Ouyang Yuanshan, and the others.

The women Xiang Tian brought also tacitly stood behind him.

"Xiang Tian, I'm really not afraid of them!" The Fish Fairy clenched her small fists, her Battle Intent high.

"With my strength, I can beat them until they are crawling on the ground!"

"You can fight, but they might not be able to take it."

Xiang Tian patted her head helplessly.

"Stop talking nonsense, watch closely."

"Hum—"

The light shield trembled slightly, and a flash of light appeared.

The people inside instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving only the empty ground in the forest.

"Not good! It's a teleportation array!" An old man behind Ling Tian suddenly exclaimed, his eyes solemn.

"This brat actually mastered teleportation techniques!"

"Xiang Tian's Opportunity is indeed far beyond our imagination." Ling Tian frowned, his face gloomy.

Only now did he realize.

Xiang Tian talking to him about a deal just now was simply stalling for time.

The goal was to teleport the Ninth Princess and the others away!

He gritted his teeth and turned to look at the old man beside him.

"Deacon Huang, have you notified the Fifth Elder?"

"Reporting to the Young Sect Master, the Fifth Elder should be arriving soon." Deacon Huang bowed, but his brows were tightly knit.

"It's just that, Young Sect Master, you are also clear about the rules of the continent—once a Saint Realm powerhouse moves, it will definitely alert the Cultivator Alliance; they may not sit idly by."

The Saint Realm has overwhelming combat power; if they attack without restriction, it will inevitably stir up a storm of blood; the Cultivator Alliance exists to check and balance top combat power.

"Deacon Huang, next, it's up to you all." Ling Tian retreated to the side and said coldly.

Deacon Huang nodded, then turned to the several old men behind him and shouted in a deep voice.

"Everyone, do it!"

The six old men quickly gathered into a circle, simultaneously raising their hands to form seals, chanting words in their mouths.

The Spiritual Qi in the forest seemed to be drawn.

At the position where Princess Zhou Zhiyan and the others had just stood, strands of subtle Spiritual Qi threads headed towards the center of the six people.

A moment later.

The six opened their eyes simultaneously and shouted sharply.

"Track!"

"Whoosh—"

The gathered Spiritual Qi suddenly condensed into a thread of Spiritual Qi.

Like a sharp arrow, it sped off in one direction, its trajectory clear.

"Young Sect Master, follow quickly!" Deacon Huang moved, lifting Ling Tian with his hand.

The Spiritual Qi under his feet surged, and he sped off in the direction of the Spiritual Qi thread.

The other old men followed closely, disappearing into the depths of the forest in an instant.