Chapter 188 - 166.2 : Ambush (1/2)

The meetup location was a small land between at the far edges of the pigolo tribe's territory. It was quite close to the Wall of Yang Fire so it was suited for them.

It was a tall mountain with a volcano that looked like it would erupt at any second. Vyncent's faction was skilled in Earth techniques which gave them a bit of a resistance to fire, so hiding in such a mountain wouldn't be that dangerous if they took the appropriate measures.

Inside a decently large cave made inside the mountain, there were a couple of presences that could be felt inside. Most of them were very weak with only four distinguishable ones.

The strongest was an old man with a long white hair and a mustache. He was meditating in the corner without minding the ruckus happening not far away from him.

In fact, this was elder Tian who the white-clothed young man who was killed by Arthur talked about. He was the main force of this expedition to the wasteland and was responsible for getting the disciples in and out of the wall as they were unable to do so themselves.

Apart from that, he was ordered to stand down and not help the disciples in anyway as it was their mission and not his, and in a way, doing everything by themselves may be considered gaining valuable experience.

The three others were the two brothers which were residing in the gargoyles headquarters and a female in her twenties. They didn't emit a presence as strong as the old man but they were quite domineering and arrogant.

A bit far away was a small crowd of people, probably a dozen or so composed of mostly females and few feminine males. They were all shaking with fear and had strange red seals on their forehead.

The twins were lecherously staring at the beautiful females, however, they didn't dare act and merely let out their lustful gazes, as for the female, she was giving flirtatious gazes at the males whilst playfully smiling.

Their goal was not to torture or enslave these people which is exactly why they couldn't 'practice' whatever their weird hobbies are on them.

There was a male showing an arrogant attitude, he wore expensive clothes, his eyes showed disdain. He didn't have a group like them but he was forced to come too, which annoyed him.

Whilst releasing a shy smile and looking at the crowd of females, the female's eyes flashed with a cold light for a split second whilst saying with a joking tone

”I think we brought too many, and that is not counting what the remaining two will bring. Why don't you let me take care of a few of them, mine are not that numerous, after all.”

She winked at the terrified feminine males then glanced at the brothers only to see the ugly expression on their faces.

”Don't try to eat more than you can chew, you've spent your time here playing around while others didn't.”

The younger brother nodded and added

”Yeah... what he said...”

The situation became tense in a matter of seconds just after a few words were spoken, which fully proves that although they come from the same faction, they weren't that friendly towards each other.

”No fighting, no stealing from each other. No match which pavilion you are from, you will be harshly punished if you break those rules.”

The old man's voice was surprisingly soft but it carried a hint of authority. The three quickly calmed down and minded their own business.

Contrary to their expectations, the newly arisen silence didn't last long as the entrance to the cave shook and a haggard figure slipped in. It was actually Vyncent, who looked like a homeless with his torn clothes, dirty faces and dust enveloping him. If not for the way he popped out of the ground which his special technique, the rest would have attacked him. Vyncent was not that strongest amongst them but they all were greedy for his secret technique as it was really amazing, it was even praised by elder Tian.

The trio were dumbfounded for a few seconds before the female managed to react first, she burst out laughing as she looked at Vyncent's state. He usually looked handsome so seeing him look this pitiful is one in a lifetime chance.