Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 790 - 789 [The Incredible Bai Song]

Chapter 790: Chapter 789 [The Incredible Bai Song]

Bai Song, among the loose cultivators, is one of the outstanding ones, possessing a Mid-stage Martial Sovereign cultivation. In the younger generation of the Ancient Martial World, this combat power is also very formidable. The key point is that he has a significant figure backing him, and that’s his grandfather, Bai Yanwu. Bai Yanwu is the number one expert among the loose cultivators, with extremely strong combat capabilities. Even the Eight Great Sects of the Ancient Martial World do not dare to easily provoke him. It goes without saying how formidable this old guy is. According to what Hu Gao knows, it’s very likely that Bai Yanwu is working for the Blood Killing Organization, but what exactly he’s doing, no one knows.

"Bai Song, you’re asking us to kill Ye Tianchen, could it be that you have some deep hatred against him?" someone asked.

"You guys don’t need to know about this matter. In short, whoever can kill Ye Tianchen will receive this Spirit Stone!" Bai Song said with a cold smile.

"I heard your grandfather, Senior Bai Yanwu, is looking for something. Can we be of any help?"

"Forget it, whoever can kill Ye Tianchen will get the Spirit Stone in my hands. As for what my grandfather is looking for, even with all of you here, you can’t achieve it, so disperse!" Bai Song spoke like a supreme being, issuing commands without putting the independent martial artists present in his eyes.

"Too arrogant, who does he think he is!"

"Bai Song is too insolent, daring to command us like this."

"Just let it be, with Bai Yanwu backing him, he dares to be so unrestrained. We should just avoid him!"

Among the many independent martial artists present, many felt unhappy. If it were Bai Song’s grandfather, Bai Yanwu, saying these words here, the people present might, out of reverence for his profound cultivation, not have any complaints. However, Bai Song dared to overlook everyone present, which angered people. Among those present, most were of the same generation as Bai Song, and some even had higher cultivation than him and were older. His unbridled behavior left people wondering how arrogant he would become if his power grew stronger.

"Hmph, I might also want that Spirit Stone very much, but I don’t want to be constrained or commanded. Farewell!" a senior independent martial artist snorted coldly and said.

Bai Song frowned and said coldly, "As a member of the loose cultivators, you won’t get my grandfather’s protection in the future either!"

That senior independent martial artist glanced at Bai Song and left with dignity. All the martial artists present knew that Bai Song was using them, treating them like subordinates. Although Spirit Stones are extremely tempting to any martial artist, most who become loose cultivators do so because they dislike constraints and prefer free cultivation. Now being asked to obey Bai Song was something many could not accept.

In less than an hour, there were fewer than twenty loose cultivators left, including Ye Tianchen and Hu Gao. Bai Song trembled in rage, saying fiercely, "These people dare not listen to me; there will come a day when I will make them all kneel and beg for mercy!"

"Young Master Bai, don’t be angry. Those of us who stayed want to work for you. Just say the word, and we’ll search the entire Ancient Martial World to kill Ye Tianchen."

"That’s right, Ye Tianchen has caused chaos in the Ancient Martial World and offended several powerful sects. Even if he’s not dead now, he won’t live long!"

The remaining independent martial artists were mostly those who were ruthless and heartless, willing to sacrifice their dignity for a small Spirit Stone.

"Good, as long as you can kill Ye Tianchen, I won’t let you suffer!" Bai Song said with a vicious smile.

"Young Master Bai, there’s something I don’t understand. With your cultivation, you could definitely kill Ye Tianchen. Why not personally do it?" someone asked, puzzled.

"Ye Tianchen is nothing but an ant, a mouse hiding and not daring to appear. I just can’t find him. If he dared to appear in front of me, I could crush him with one hand!" Bai Song said disdainfully.

"Crush Ye Tianchen with one hand? Why didn’t you show up during the battle of the four Martial Saint Realm experts? Are you that impressive, does your grandfather know?"

An awkward voice sounded. Bai Song frowned heavily. A dozen independent martial artists looked behind, seeing a young martial artist and a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard walking over together.

"Who is it? Turns out it’s Hu Gao of Wash Cut Blow. Are you here despite being so ignorant, aren’t you afraid of dying?" Bai Song spoke disdainfully.

"I’m Wash Cut Blow? Your whole family is Wash Cut Blow. Your grandfather is, as are your parents, and you even more so..." Hu Gao replied without good humor.

"You... Hu Gao, you need to understand, this is my territory. If it weren’t for the old man always telling me not to kill you, you’d be dead by now!" Bai Song shouted angrily, eyes almost blazing at Hu Gao.

Hu Gao glanced disdainfully at Bai Song and found a place to sit on a rock, yawning as he said, "Is this your territory? What are you Bai Song counted for? You’re overestimating yourself!"

Bai Song and Hu Gao were originally enemies; naturally, Bai Song was the one who caused trouble first. Bai Song repeatedly schemed against Hu Gao to snatch the Jade Rope from him, and if not for Hu Gao’s alertness, he would have been dead long ago.

"Hu Gao, do you know you’ve made me angry?" Bai Song asked coldly, staring at Hu Gao.

"Why should I care if you’re angry? Who do you think you are, anyway?" Hu Gao replied with a sarcastic smile.

"If you hand over the Jade Rope now, kneel down and wait for death, there’s still time!" Bai Song arrogantly said, looking at Hu Gao.

"Get as far away as you can; I’m planning to sleep here. Don’t disturb my peace!" Hu Gao said defiantly.

The people present were stunned, unsure of what to do for a moment. Hu Gao, known for his ’Wash Cut Blow’ hairstyle, was famous among the independent martial artists. His grandfather, Hu Le, was a top-tier fighter among them. Although not as powerful as Bai Song’s grandfather, Bai Yanwu, he certainly commanded a strong presence. So, the independent martial artists, even those who wanted to earn some favor from Bai Song, dared not interfere when they saw Hu Gao, feeling caught between two fires.

Bai Song stood up, gave Hu Gao a cold look, and sneered, "The old man told me not to kill you, but he didn’t say I couldn’t beat you half to death, take the Jade Rope from you, and I don’t even need to do it myself. They’re enough!"

"They? Let them try if they dare," Hu Gao replied, still indifferent.

"Kill Hu Gao, and whoever does will own the Jade Rope," Bai Song said to the dozen or so independent martial artists.

"Can you really trust this two-faced scoundrel? If I were killed, he’d turn around and kill you all too. The Jade Rope would still end up with Bai Song," Hu Gao said calmly, lying on a rock.

"Hmph, when I, Bai Song, say something, I mean it. Whoever kills Hu Gao not only gets the Jade Rope but also earns a Spirit Stone. I’ll take full responsibility for the consequences!" Bai Song snorted.

At this moment, among the dozen independent martial artists, someone started to stir. Bai Song’s offer was too tempting—the Jade Rope was a Martial Saint Treasure, and a Spirit Stone, with how rare they were on Earth, was invaluable. Even a Martial Saint level expert would make a move for it.

Boom!

Someone attacked, punching toward Hu Gao. Hu Gao frowned, aware that these people were ruthless. If one attacked, the rest would soon follow. However, he wasn’t afraid; as long as Bai Song didn’t join in, he’d be fine. Even if Bai Song did, behind him stood Ye Tianchen, whose power should be more than enough to crush Bai Song.

Bang!

The rock under Hu Gao’s feet shattered as he leapt into the air. The dozen independent martial artists charged at him, surrounding him. At this point, a sword appeared in Hu Gao’s hand—it was the Taie Sword, one of the three Ancient Divine Swords obtained by Ye Tianchen. Ye Tianchen had given it to Hu Gao for self-defense before they arrived. Besides the Jade Rope, Hu Gao had no suitable weapon, and the Jade Rope wasn’t convenient to use.

Slash!

Slash!

Blood splattered everywhere as Hu Gao struck. Although the Taie Sword was one of the ten Ancient Divine Swords, with immense power, Hu Gao didn’t fully master it. Yet the divine aura it carried made it effortless for him to slay enemies of the same realm.

Five mutilated bodies fell to the ground. Standing among the crowd, Hu Gao was filled with killing intent. Given the ruthless nature of those who tried to ambush him, he showed no mercy; sparing them would be akin to courting death.

"How did Hu Gao suddenly become so formidable?"

"Isn’t he only at the Early-stage Martial Venerate? How did he slash opponents of the same level with just one sword stroke?"

"No, it’s the sword he’s holding. That sword is immensely powerful; it can kill according to the wielder’s gestures!"

"Hmph, don’t think that just because you’ve got a powerful sword, you can escape my grasp. Before me, you’re just a fish on the chopping block!"

Smack!

Bai Song was extremely domineering, delivering a palm strike aimed at Hu Gao’s head with overwhelming force. Just then, Ye Tianchen, who had been standing nearby, intervened... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote with recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian.com. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)