Chapter 247: Not Willing? (2/2)
Just when they wanted to swerve away, the black claw imprints already arrived before them, striking their torso accurately.
Both men plummeted to the ground with a tragic scream, raising another screen of dust and sand.
Poof! Crashing into the ground, blood spurted from their mouth, dyeing the dry yellow soil dark red.
“You, you cannot be!” Two men looked fearfully at Huang Xiaolong, there was shock, disbelief, and discernible fear in their eyes. Both of them were late-Xiantian Sixth Order, yet in a joint attack, they were the ones being gravely injured by the young man!
Huang Xiaolong approached slowly, ignoring the shock on their faces, his cold voice sounded, “Like I’ve said earlier, I gave you a chance to attack first.”
Struggling to get up, they hastily moved back in panic.
“You, what do you want to do?!” Scar-face repressed the fear in his heart, asking Huang Xiaolong aloud.
“What do I want to do?” Huang Xiaolong sneered, “Didn’t you want to capture me, and ‘ask’ me about the Asura Demon Claw skill?”
Having their intentions exposed so plainly, uncertainty flitted past their eyes. It finally dawned on them that Huang Xiaolong already saw through their plan from the very beginning.
The horse-faced man forced an awkward smile, “This Lil’ Bro, we, we…”
Before he could finish, Huang Xiaolong’s silhouette blurred in a flicker, disappearing in mid-air. In the next instant, he appeared right in front of them, hands poised for another attack, but both men raised their hands in defense half a beat too late, as Huang Xiaolong’s palms once again struck their chests, sending them flying.
Two figures slammed into the cliff wall not far away, sliding down with gravel and stones. Huang Xiaolong approached once again, standing in front of two sprawled bodies.
“Lil’ Bro, we were wrong, we have eyes but failed to see, I beg, beg you, spare us.” The horse-faced middle-aged man cried pitifully with a trembling voice. Regardless if they believed it or not, Huang Xiaolong’s strength far surpassed their expectation and their strength. Before Huang Xiaolong, their resistance was futile.
“Spare you?” Huang Xiaolong dawdled, “Not killing you, is a negotiable option.”
The two men looked dumbly at Huang Xiaolong, unable to react appropriately. At first, both of them thought they were dead for sure, for it was impossible for Huang Xiaolong to spare them. But Huang Xiaolong really wasn’t going to kill them?
“You… won’t kill us?” Scar-face ventured cautiously.
“That’s right.” Huang Xiaolong answered, ever indifferent.
The scar-faced man hesitated before saying, “You, want us to submit to you?” There was no other possibility other than this that could make Huang Xiaolong spare them.
Huang Xiaolong nodded nonchalantly, causing the two to contemplate in silence. Huang Xiaolong waited patiently, in no hurry for a decision.
His plan to conquer the Bedlam Lands had to proceed one step at a time, and frankly, he had thought of reigning these two people when they appeared, as the stepping stones to taking over their sect, and with their sect as his base and foundation, spreading out to the entire Bedlam Lands. If these two had no value, they would have died long ago.
“I agree.” A short while later, the horse-faced middle-aged man was the first to speak, “I’m willing to submit to you.”
Following that, the scar-faced man echoed the same words, willing to submit to Huang Xiaolong.
“Good. Now, release your soul sea, I’m going to brand your soul sea with a soul mark.” Huang Xiaolong said while nodding his head.
“Brand a soul mark!” Both men blurted out in shock as their faces turned a shade whiter.
Watching their drastic reaction, Huang Xiaolong sneered inwardly, how could he not guessed what these two were thinking earlier. First, they would agree to submit and the second they stepped into the Sky Magi Sect, they would sound the alarm, gathering the sect’s forces to siege him.
“What? Not willing?” The look in Huang Xiaolong’s eyes sharpened.