Berserk God of War
Chapter 275 Are You Playing Me?

Chapter 275: Chapter 275 Are You Playing Me?

"Yes, two million points, I guarantee they will be delivered within three months..."

"If you can release my father-in-law, mother-in-law, and the others now, I’ll add another million."

Sikong Jing’s tone was filled with determination; to him, three million points were equivalent to four high-level Hong-grade Beast Skills, and he didn’t want to leave his in-laws and the others in danger any longer.

If a problem could be solved by spending money... or rather points, then it wasn’t a problem at all.

Young Master Qian lowered his head and pondered, then said, "Three million points is indeed a good deal, but I need to see your Long Night Saint Dragon Palace student token first, since I’m very aware of your background."

Coming from Canglong Small Domain, he hardly believed Sikong Jing could earn three million points in three months.

But with orders from Yu Wenxiong to have him killed, he found it plausible.

Perhaps he had slept with Yu Wenxiong’s woman, and Long Night Saint Dragon Palace rewarded Sikong Jing with a large number of points as a bonus.

But just then, a middle-aged man at the Xuantian Realm suddenly said, "Young Master Qian, don’t be fooled by this kid’s nonsense. His token is hanging at his waist, just a Baby Dragon, he’s merely an apprentice of the Holy Dragon Palace."

With the remark made, Young Master Qian flashed towards Sikong Jing, grabbed the token at his waist, and looked at it.

His face darkened, and Young Master Qian barked, "Are you f***ing playing with me?"

"An apprentice who has just joined the Holy Dragon Palace, expecting to get three million points in three months? Do you think I’m an idiot?"

As he spoke, Young Master Qian violently threw Sikong Jing’s token back at him.

Sikong Jing casually caught it and coolly responded, "If I dare say it, it means I can do it."

His tone was firm and confident.

But the room fell silent, everyone looking at Sikong Jing as if they were staring at a fool.

"Ignorant trash, even if you had a hundred years, you as an apprentice wouldn’t be able to earn three million points."

"Get him, and save Mr. Gu!"

Young Master Qian wasn’t known for his patience. He did not believe Sikong Jing’s claim and immediately gave the order.

Subsequently, two middle-aged men at the Xuantian Realm pounced towards Sikong Jing.

Being targeted by Xuantian experts, an ordinary person in the Innate Martial Scripture Realm wouldn’t be able to move.

But Sikong Jing was the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, he was no ordinary individual; he could ignore any form of pressure.

In the instant the two men from the Xuantian Realm thought they could easily handle him, Sikong Jing suddenly twisted his body and dodged away.

Then there was a... thud, thud, thud!

Three heavy footsteps echoed, shuddering towards the outside of Qianbei Building.

"He actually dodged?"

The two Xuantian experts exchanged glances, unaware of what Sikong Jing’s three footsteps signified, nor aware that Ning Jingjing and a thousand female warriors were waiting outside for Sikong Jing’s signal.

"But it’s useless, just the struggles of a dying man." The two grunted lowly, ready to chase after him.

However, in the next instant, a figure clad in fiery red appeared in front of Sikong Jing, unleashing a sharp sword light with a slash.

Bang bang...

In an instant, the two Xuantian Realm experts cried out in shock and retreated.

Right after, a striking red figure stood before Sikong Jing; it was Ning Jingjing.

Seeing this, Young Master Qian was taken aback and coldly shouted, "Who are you? How dare you make a move in my Qianbei Building?"

Sikong Jing whispered, "General Ning, save them first."

Ning Jingjing ignored Young Master Qian completely and issued an order that resonated through Qianbei Building, "Kill."

As her command fell, swish swish swish... a wave of striking figures rushed in from all directions toward Qianbei Building.

Vast and mighty, there were easily a thousand of them, all women!

After the thousand black-armored female warriors charged in, Ning Jingjing naturally ordered a rescue first.

Each executed the Shadowless Butterfly Double Palm they had just learned from Su Yuexi, fluttering throughout the hall like a thousand butterflies—some female warriors rescued people, while others pounced on Gu Wei’s subordinates and the experts of Qianbei Building.

In an instant, the entire Qianbei Building plunged into chaos, filled with the din of battle.

Upon seeing this, Sikong Jing then said, "General Ning, after you finish rescuing your people, leave immediately. Do not suffer any casualties and do not let anyone realize you are from the Long Night Black Burning Army."

"Leave the rest to me!"

Hearing this, Ning Jingjing did not hesitate to order the thousand female warriors to retreat immediately after completing the rescue.

And with the appearance of Ning Jingjing and the other women, catching the people of Qianbei Building off guard, their numbers alone were enough to easily rescue everyone.

One by one, the female warriors retreated with Su Zhenglong and others, like a withdrawing tide.

Their actions were orderly—the very image of well-trained soldiers.

"Damn it, stop them," Young Master Qian roared incessantly, but it was simply impossible to stop them.

At that moment, Ning Jingjing looked at Sikong Jing and asked, "Aren’t you leaving?"

Sikong Jing shook his head, "If I had known earlier that aside from Gu Wei, there were no other Xingluo Palace apprentices here, I would have left... But having spent 1.6 million points, I can’t just let that go to waste."

These words confused Ning Jingjing—what 1.6 million points?

Before she could ask, Sikong Jing added, "Moreover, my Golden Soul Palace is still in that Young Master Qian’s hands; I must get it back."

Ning Jingjing’s eyes flickered coldly—an Innate Treasure was not to be missed; of course, it had to be reclaimed.

"General Ning, you should leave as well," Sikong Jing gently said as he watched the thousand female warriors all retreat.

But just then, Ning Jingjing suddenly surveyed her surroundings, "I’m afraid I can’t leave now either."

No sooner had she spoken than Young Master Qian’s voice rose again, "Just stop this pair of dogs, don’t bother chasing the others."

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

In an instant, figures swooped in, surrounding Sikong Jing and Ning Jingjing tightly.

"Clap clap clap..."

Then came the sound of applause; Young Master Qian walked over step by step, sneering, "Splendid, truly splendid. I didn’t expect someone from such a trivial place as Canglong Domain to bring so many skilled women."

Suddenly, he looked at Ning Jingjing and inquired, "Which power do you belong to? Daring to meddle in the affairs of my Qianbei Building?"

Ning Jingjing remained silent, naturally unwilling to disclose that she was from the Long Night Black Burning Army.

Whereas Sikong Jing stepped forward, shielding Ning Jingjing, and stared at Young Master Qian, "Let’s negotiate again, shall we? 3 million Holy Dragon Palace points for the Innate Treasure in your hands that belongs to me."

Young Master Qian toyed with the Golden Soul Palace, condescendingly saying, "Unlock the treasure’s bond with its master, and I can leave you a whole corpse."

An Innate Treasure needed to be bonded with its master.

If the master died, naturally the bond could be dissolved, but determining how to dissolve it would require time to research. However, if Sikong Jing were to unlock it and disclose the method, it would save a lot of time.

Young Master Qian did not want to waste time, and was very angry that Su Zhenglong and the others had been rescued from his grasp.

As for negotiations, Sikong Jing, a mere Little Apprentice of the Holy Dragon Palace, had no right to bargain.

Ning Jingjing coldly stated, "Aren’t you afraid of us fighting to the death?"

In a flash, Young Master Qian laughed, "Since your people hurriedly retreated, it means you dare not fight to the death; you know what my Qianbei Building and Qian Family represent in Long Night Imperial City."

He paused, then pointed at Sikong Jing, "Today, he must die, and as for you, after you reveal your identity, I will decide how to deal with you.

"If you belong to one of the Qian Family’s factions, I’ll let you leave and then have your family come and kneel to apologize. If you belong to a rival, well, well, well..."

Young Master Qian let out a strange laugh, "You should still be able to live, but you’ll become my plaything."