Chapter 1544 - Order! (1/2)

The monarchs of Eastern Frost Nation and Heavenly Martial Nation were willing to give up anything—including their pride—to gain Yun Che’s favor.

But no one thought that they were being funny or exaggerating. This was the first time they saw someone powerful enough to crush several divine kings like it was nothing, and Yun Che had appeared out of nowhere like a devil god straight out of legend.

There was no way their tiny country could afford someone like him, but if they could win even a tiny bit of his favor, the protection it would bring was probably far greater than they could imagine.

“Heh, how ugly,” Yun Che said softly. He sounded like he was sneering, but in reality his face was perfectly blank. It was impossible to tell which monarch he was ridiculing.

“Get out of my face.”

The Heavenly Martial Monarch froze, unable to believe his own ears until a while later. When he recovered from his shock, he got up to his feet shakily and almost ran back to his men on all fours… He didn’t even dare to say a word of thanks.

The five thousand soldiers that came with him went away just like that. Their retreat was spiritless and uncoordinated, a complete contrast from when they first showed up… The Heavenly Martial Monarch didn’t relax despite crossing the Eastern Frost Nation’s borders safely, and he had a hard time believing that he was allowed to return to his country alive.

That Yun Che had actually allowed them to escape! But why? Was it because he wasn’t native to the Eastern Frost Nation, or because he couldn’t be bothered to kill the likes of them at all?

The Heavenly Martial Monarch’s assumption was correct… He had killed those Divine Kings like they were chickens. To kill someone even lower than that would only dirty his own hands!

At the grounds in front of the Eastern Frost Nation, Yun Che slowly walked toward Ming Xiao.

The world was perfectly silent. No one was saying anything, and some were even wondering if they should hold their breath.

Everyone’s gaze was focused on Yun Che, staring at him in an unprecedented light. The profound practitioners in the same hall as Yun Che earlier hadn’t stopped trembling on the inside since Yun Che had revealed his power. The fact that they had attended the same feast as him earlier was beyond their wildest dreams already.

The Golden Crow flames on Ming Xiao’s body finally faded. The burn wounds covering his entire body were a shocking sight to see. He might be a level seven Divine King with the backing of a wealthy clan, but it would still take him a long time to regain his strength.

Ming Xiao didn’t try to escape because he knew that Yun Che had left him alive on purpose. Otherwise, the nightmarish flames that ate at his flesh earlier would’ve killed him already.

Ming Xiao shakily lifted his head as the footsteps drew closer. He stared at the black clothed young man in terror, his earlier condescendence and vicious attitude nowhere to be seen.

“...” He opened his mouth with difficulty, wanting to ask about Yun Che’s identity. However, he swallowed the question the second it made it to his throat. It was because he knew that he didn’t have the right to ask anything from Yun Che, not even if he was the famous chief of Dark Roc Mountain.

“Do you know why you’re still alive?” Yun Che asked. His soft, chilly voice sounded like the judging tone of a devil.

Ming Xiao did his best to lift his head and put on a submissive and pitiful appearance. He had lived for several thousand years, and he had learned how to be flexible in the face of life’s challenges a long time ago. Right now, preserving his life was far more important than taking revenge for his son. “I will… be of use to you, supreme one…”

“Very good,” Yun Che praised him before looking away. “I see the tallest mountain to the northwest. What is its name?”

“Supreme one…” Ming Xiao continued to lower himself despite being surrounded by countless people from the Eastern Frost Nation, “That is the Cold Cloud Mountain.”

Cold Cloud Mountain was situated at the border of the Eastern Frost Nation. It was both the tallest mountain in sight and the tallest place in the entire country.

“I heard that this realm is ruled by Nine Great Sects,” Yun Che said. “When you get back to your sect, I want you to inform the other eight sects that I’ll be waiting for them at the peak of Cold Cloud Mountain in three days and at this time. Tell them that they must get to Cold Cloud Mountain even if the only option left is to crawl! If someone doesn’t show up…”

“I’ll execute their whole sect!”

His last four words came out cold and slow. It caused a terrible shiver even among the profound practitioners of the Eastern Frost Nation.

If someone doesn’t show up… their whole sect would be executed!?

This was the Nine Great Sects they were talking about!

Yet not a single person doubted the truth behind Yun Che’s words. Ming Xiao’s condition, the dead Fairy Zixuan, and the three Divine Kings who were utterly annihilated were all the proof they needed.

Ming Xiao’s gaze changed yet again. Not even the Great Realm King of the East Ruins Realm could’ve made such a cruel threat.

“Supreme one, if I may ask…” Despite fearing for his life, Ming Xiao forced himself to ask, “What did the Nine Great Sects do to you… to deserve this?”

What did they do to deserve this?

Ming Xiao’s words triggered a flash of sorrow and malevolence on Yun Che's face.

He had asked this of himself and others many times: what did I do to deserve this?

But now, he finally understood that that was most childish and stupid question in the entire world!

He had never used his power to bully others or harm an innocent life on purpose in not just one, but two lifetimes. He had never done anything for personal gain to the detriment of others either.

It was only after he had lost everything and dropped into the depths of coldness and despair that he realized that his benevolence, his mercy, his passive growth, and revenge were a complete joke.

For example, did he do anything to Qianye Ying’er to deserve the Brahma Soul Death-Wishing Mark? Would she wonder if he deserve such cruel treatment? No! She wouldn’t!

He felt a sudden urge to laugh at Ming Xiao’s question… What a hilarious question it was!

Yun Che abruptly planted his feet on Ming Xiao’s head and elicited a painful groan from his victim. He said in a low tone, “You don’t have the right to ask me anything. Now, return to your sect with my orders!”

This was the first time Ming Xiao had his head stepped on by another person. An ice cold pressure spread throughout his body, but he dared not reveal any anger or signs of struggle at all. Voice trembling, he replied, “Yes… supreme one. I will transmit your orders… immediately. Thank you for not killing me… supreme one.”

Bang!