513: C513 It Was Settled Just like That

C513 It Was Settled Just like That

It made all the disciples speechless, they had really never seen such a calm person, that was a 3000 Blood Refining Essence, plus that special order badge, why did it seem like nothing happened?!

A female disciple of the Drunken Face Sect reacted, she immediately walked over with a pretty smile, and saluted Jiang Ting: May I ask, Sir, what is your name?

Jiang Ting frowned, as if he cared a lot about it, and asked instead of answering: "Why are you asking this?!"

Jiang Ting's coldness, caused the Drunken Face Sect girl's confidence to instantly drop. She thought himself as an enchanting woman, but this man didn't even bat an eyelid?!

The lady was clever, and continued to ask with a smile: "Sir, you have already taken these things, in fact, the elders and sect master s of our three great sects should all know about this matter, if we return, we will definitely be questioned by the elders, if we do not even know your name, wouldn't we be punished for nothing? Please have mercy on the fairer sex!? " At this point, this woman even revealed a pitiful appearance!

Jiang Ting then looked at this woman a few more times, and said indifferently: "Wuxin!"

The woman was surprised. She repeated it many times, unintentionally?

Jiang Ting continued to speak in a bland voice, "Yes, unintentional, is my name. Rogue cultivator, name is not important, go back and tell your clan's elders. With that, Jiang Ting waved the special order badge in his hand, and turned to leave.

Only then did the disciples of the three major sects understand the meaning of what Wu Xin had just said.

When people came back to their senses, they all went back to their rooms, packed up their belongings, and rushed back to their sects as fast as they could. They had to let their sects know of this news as soon as possible!

Jiang Ting walked slowly, he walked down the hill towards his horse.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind him.

"Thoughtless, you're leaving just like that?!"

The corner of Jiang Ting's mouth twitched, revealing a cold and clear smile. Without even turning his head, he continued to walk towards his horse, and said: "Zhang Junyang, do you want this Blood Refining Essence in my hands more? "Hmm?"

Zhang Junyang's eyes flickered for a bit. He felt that this unintentional speech, every single word contained hints. Could it be that he had already sensed his conspiracy?!

The more it was like this, the more he couldn't let this person go, Zhang Junyang thought fiercely in his heart.

"Since you've already said so, you might as well speak frankly. What exactly do you want to say?!" Zhang Junyang continued to probe.

Jiang Ting still did not turn back, his hands slowly undid the reins of the horse, and with an indifferent tone, he said: "Do you think, that Han Feiyu's method of killing everyone in the game is clever?"

Zhang Junyang slightly narrowed his eyes. As expected, this person knew everything. Thus, Zhang Junyang gave a cold laugh, "Since you know everything, then isn't it a little too much of a joke to be acting so arrogantly?"

Jiang Ting had already wrapped the horse's reins in his hands, one hand stroking the horse's head, smiling as he looked at Zhang Junyang: "I was just playing around too much, I took back what was originally mine, is there anything wrong with that?"

Zhang Junyang suddenly took out the Longsword in his hands, and coldly said to Jiang Ting: "Don't think that I will be afraid of you just because you raised your cultivation to this realm so quickly. How long has this third level of your Blood Refining Stage been, young master, me, for more than ten years already, what sort of method do you have?!"

Not only did Jiang Ting's movements not change, even the indifferent smile that was on his face did not change, as he said softly: "Then you can try!"

Zhang Junyang was so angry he almost went mad, he had never seen such an arrogant person, he was a disciple of Profound Heart Sect, at this cultivation level, if he walked out, everyone would be respectful, who would be like this brat, he would only resolve the hatred in his heart by killing him!

The most important thing was still the Blood Refining Essence in his hands. As for the order badge, he did not really care.

"You know, your insolence has already angered me, and you don't even have the chance to beg for mercy!" Zhang Junyang waved the Longsword in his hand, and instantly, countless sword images surrounded Jiang Ting, accompanied by sharp "chi chi" sounds of wind sounds.

Seeing so many blade lights and sword images suddenly appearing in front of him, Jiang Ting did not feel nervous at all. He only felt the power of this move, and evaluated it in his heart, Weak!

When his own battle skill was in front of this unintentional, and this guy still had not moved, Zhang Junyang smiled. At this point, if he still did not retaliate, he was dead!

At one point, this Zhang Junyang actually thought that this move of his had shocked Jiang Ting!

However, before he could fully smile, his face was instantly replaced by a frightened look. This was because a black light flashed in front of his eyes, and he could only feel his neck being pressed down by something ice-cold.

"Is this the strength of the third level of the Blood Refining Stage that you had cultivated for more than ten years? Have they been eating for the past ten years?! "Are you a moron?" Jiang Ting's arrogant and unruly voice sounded out.

Zhang Junyang was even dumbfounded, just what exactly was happening?!1

He turned his head slightly, scared out of his wits. At this moment, a black treasured sword had appeared out of nowhere into his careless hands, with the tip of the blade at his neck. His other hand was still grasping the reins of the horse!

In other words, this battle skill that he had used all his strength in just one hand had been completely broken apart by Wu Xin. This was way too overwhelming, to the point where Zhang Junyang thought that Wu Xin was right.

"Lord Wuxin, please forgive me. Please, forgive me!" When Zhang Junyang saw the huge gap between him and her, he instantly changed his attitude and did not dare to complain at all. Furthermore, he did not embarrassedly open his mouth to beg for mercy.

Jiang Ting looked at Zhang Junyang who was lying on the ground, and immediately rolled his eyes. This useless fellow, however, did not want to take his life.

Therefore, the treasured sword in Jiang Ting's hand danced with a sword flower and was kept, and the pressure on Zhang Junyang's body was also removed by Jiang Ting.

Zhang Junyang didn't dare believe it for a long time. Finally, he carefully rubbed his neck and submissively said to Jiang Ting: "Thank you, Sir Wuxin, for not killing me. Thank you, for not killing me!"

Jiang Ting folded his arms across his shoulders and leaned against a large tree at the side. With a slight smile, he said: "If you beg like this and your attitude is so good, then it would be a bit unreasonable if I don't forgive you, am I!?"

Zhang Junyang was stunned. The more it was like this, the more he did not know what this Wu Xin wanted to do.

Jiang Ting immediately kicked him, and said angrily: "I'll forgive you, you won't even say a word of thanks, right!?"

Zhang Junyang immediately knelt down and said: "No, no, Master Wuxin, I am extremely grateful to you for sparing me, even if you say it, I am willing to be your slave, it is true!" Zhang Junyang expressed his sincerity without thinking.

"Be a horse to a cow?!" Jiang Ting instantly grabbed onto this word. Thinking about it, he felt it was a little funny, so he said, "No need to be so solemn and proud. On the contrary, I won't let you suffer so much!"

Zhang Junyang almost sat down on the ground. He really couldn't figure out how this unintentional move was made!

"Have you seen that Han Feiyu before?" Jiang Ting asked.

At that time, he really couldn't kill this Han Feiyu, and now, he didn't even know where this fellow had gone to.

"Gulp …" Zhang Junyang fiercely swallowed down a mouthful of saliva. He had naturally searched for him, and even the Magic Flaming Sect was gone from this sect, so he naturally had not been able to find Han Feiyu.

And so, he told the truth to Jiang Ting.

Jiang Ting nodded and said: "Alright, let him be. Come with me!"

"Yes sir!" Zhang Junyang had suffered even more than having eaten Huang Lian, and it seemed like this person was even bringing him along as well. When would he be able to escape!?

"Straighten your back, no matter what, you are a disciple of the third level of Blood Refining Stage, could it be that you are this listless after coming out?!" Jiang Ting patted Zhang Junyang's back with his big hand.

Zhang Junyang fell to the ground.

Jiang Ting could not help but say angrily: "I really did not use any spiritual energy. If you continue to be like this, I will not be courteous at all!"

"Lord Thoughtless, let me get used to it. I really …" "I'm afraid of you …" Zhang Junyang's fear came from the depths of his bones!

Jiang Ting did not say anything, and passed the reins of the horse to Zhang Junyang.

Zhang Junyang was startled and quickly took it. He wanted to invite Jiang Ting onto the horse.

But, Jiang Ting said to Zhang Junyang: "Get on your horse."

"What?!" This was really out of Zhang Junyang's expectations. If he were to mount the horse, wouldn't he be walking down there? What kind of opening method was this!?

Jiang Ting stared at him and said: "What you said just now sounded so nice. You said that I could do whatever I wanted to do. How did you lose your tongue so quickly?"

"No, no …" Zhang Junyang was about to go crazy, and asked directly: "Master Wu Xin, can you explain it clearly? "If you're going to … I'm really scared!"

Jiang Ting then told Zhang Junyang the truth, and said: "Actually, I do not want to be so arrogant. Now, if we are to go to Cloud Sword Sect together, you can just give me a cover, and I will be your follower. In this way, no one will notice me, and it's settled!"

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