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Chapter 415 - 445: Leaving the Cold Pond

Chapter 415: Chapter 445: Leaving the Cold Pond

On the mid-slope of Sky Sword Mountain.

A group of people was gathering together.

"Adjust the angle, don’t bomb it crooked later."

"Right, right, make sure it’s all adjusted, don’t blow up the entire Sky Sword Sect."

"That fat guy, stop wandering around, this missile is worth millions, can you afford it if you break it?"

Zhao Guosheng rolled up his sleeves and pointed at a stocky, big man, shouting. The man turned around and grinned, "It won’t break."

"Even touching it will cost a thousand," Zhao Guosheng said.

"Holy shit, that expensive?!" Yao Bo exclaimed.

"This is a mini version of the ’SAM’ missile, worth millions too, charging you a thousand is already the lowest price," Zhao Guosheng explained.

"Then I’d better not touch it."

Yao Bo came back dejected, lit a cigarette, and walked over to Zhao Guosheng, "Deputy Director, when is this missile going to launch? I’ve never seen what a missile can do in my life."

"First, give me a cigarette to smoke," Zhao Guosheng said.

Yao Bo quickly offered one respectfully and even lit it for him.

Zhao Guosheng took a satisfied puff and said, "You’re a novice at this. Really, you don’t have to think too much about it. When the missile strikes, you’ll see, a third of Sky Sword Mountain will be obliterated. Let’s put it this way, if there were thousands of people standing together, one missile would turn them all to ash."

Yao Bo’s mouth could fit an egg, and after a while, he blurted out two words, "Awesome!"

Bragging with Yao Bo’s astonished expression satisfying him, just then, a man quickly ran to Zhao Guosheng and whispered, "Deputy Director, bad news, Team Leader Cai has disappeared."

Zhao Guosheng’s expression changed immediately, "How come? Did you contact her?"

The man replied, "We’ve tried to contact her, but there’s no response."

Zhao Guosheng thought for a moment, waved his hand, and let the man leave.

Then, Zhao Guosheng shook his head with a wry smile and sighed, "Ah, this girl, why can’t she just wait even for this one night? That guy is as cunning as a fox, don’t worry about anyone but him..."

Smiling wryly, Zhao Guosheng still gave the order for his men not to search for her but to focus on securing their current location.

But at this time, another man ran over swiftly and said calmly, "Deputy Director, things are looking bad, many disciples of the Sky Sword Sect are gathering and heading this way, they may have discovered us."

"Discovered?!" Yao Bo, who was quick-tempered, blurted out, "I’m going to meet them!"

"Come back!" Zhao Guosheng yelled, "What’s the use of you going? There’s no need to confront them directly, Sky Sword Mountain is so vast, let’s play hide and seek with them first! Where are the Blood Dragon Guards!"

Instantly, four more men came over, making it five Blood Dragon Guards in total.

"You few stay behind to cover our retreat, no need to fight fiercely, just rendezvous with us later!" Having said that, Zhao Guosheng looked at Yao Bo, only to find that Yao Bo had already dashed out, and after a while, he ran back.

Yao Bo spoke first, "Deputy Director Zhao, it shouldn’t be just your men covering our retreat, we of Dragon Soul are not the kind to fear death!"

"These people Fang Yi brought out really share the same temperament..." Zhao Guosheng sighed, then seriously said, "Leave half of each group to cover our retreat, don’t engage them fiercely at this moment, after all, this is their territory, being cautious is paramount."

Yao Bo, not being one-track minded, nodded.

Two Blood Dragon Guards and five Dragon Soul members stayed to cover the retreat, while the others handled transporting the equipment and quickly left the area. Soon after, those covering the retreat encountered the Sky Sword Sect’s disciples in a skirmish and gradually retreated.

...

The next day, dawn arrived quickly.

It was a special day.

Everywhere in the Sky Sword Sect was festooned with lanterns and red banners, filled with a festive atmosphere, and many disciples of the Sky Sword Sect were busy.

In a secluded area, where even True Disciples were not allowed, were the residences of the Sect Leader and the Vice Sect Leader.

Outside a room, Yang Chengji stood by the door with his hands clasped behind his back, a faint displeasure creasing his brow. He had been waiting for so long, and it was always like this, which was beginning to wear on him.

Just as Yang Chengji was about to impatiently knock, the door suddenly opened, revealing a dignified and mature beauty.

"Huiyue," the displeasure in Yang Chengji’s eyes instantly faded away, his face breaking into a smile.

"Hmm," replied Hua Huiyue, merely nodding slightly without expressing any emotion, then walked past him with a flourish of her sleeve.

It was a routine they had both grown accustomed to, having been the same for many years. Yang Chengji followed Hua Huiyue out.

Halfway through their walk, Yang Chengji finally could not hold back and said, "Huiyue, I heard that last night you sent dozens of True Disciples down the mountain?"

"Hmm."

"Why did you send so many True Disciples down the mountain?"

"There were some uninvited guests."

"What?! Don’t tell me it was officials from Xuan Cang coming here. By sending True Disciples to kill them, aren’t we provoking them? This could endanger our Sky Sword Sect!" Yang Chengji said anxiously.

Hua Huiyue stopped abruptly, turned around, and with a majestic aura, cold and compelling sparks filled her charming eyes, "I am the Sect Leader of Sky Sword Sect. You are merely the Vice Sect Leader, and you are overstepping."

Yang Chengji’s face twitched, "But I am your husband."

Hua Huiyue did not speak again; instead, she smiled, a smile so confidence-crushing that Yang Chengji felt her authority even more profoundly.

Yang Chengji ultimately lowered his head, "I was wrong."

Coldly smiling, Hua Huiyue turned away and continued walking.

Soon after, Hua Huiyue arrived at the grand hall of the Sky Sword Sect and took her place at the main seat!

At that moment, the grand hall was brightly decorated, filled with festivity. An elder, upon seeing Hua Huiyue, approached quickly with a smile, "Sect Leader, everything is prepared and ready to begin at any time."

"Good, let’s start then."

The elder then turned and loudly announced to those below, "The engagement ceremony begins!"

Instantly, the hall erupted in movement, and as the whisper spread to the door, someone shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Please welcome the groom, Zhou Hao, into the hall!"

...

In the Underground Cold Pond, the two guarding disciples were becoming impatient. There was an exciting scene to be witnessed outside, yet they were stuck here, itching to leave.

Suddenly, one disciple sharply turned to Fang Yi and said through clenched teeth, "How come you haven’t frozen to death yet!"

The other disciple also frowned, "Yeah, hurry up and die from the cold so we can go watch our Senior Brother Zhou Hao’s engagement ceremony!"

Fang Yi, who appeared to have been asleep in the cold pond, suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the two disciples and asked, "What day is it now?"

The disciples were taken aback, then answered, "The third day."

"The third day, huh..."

Fang Yi suddenly smiled, "It seems I’ve stayed longer than that Zhou Hao. Well, it’s about time to get moving."

The two disciples were stunned again, but soon understood what he meant. They saw the chains fall off Fang Yi as he stepped out of the cold pond and approached them. Only when Fang Yi got close did they react and hastily made a move.

But they were no match for Fang Yi, defeated in just one move.

Then, Fang Yi tore off one of their robes and put it on himself, an ancient-style long robe that, on him, resembled a white trench coat, making him look even more slender.

"Zhou Hao, prepare to meet your fate!"

Fang Yi’s lips curled into a sinister and chilling arc, with a murderous glint in his eyes that was truly intimidating.