Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2522: 2512: Owe Us

Chapter 2522: Chapter 2512: Owe Us

Seeing that the other party had already followed the imagined path, Long Yan put down the sea bowl and threw a bombshell at Wei Bat.

“Actually, if I wanted to kill you, even the twelve people traveling with you, including your master, wouldn’t be able to stop me!”

Long Yan’s golden eyes made Wei Bat feel uneasy; his Master and Uncle Master were both at the initial stage of Divine Emperor Fourth Stage, but nowhere near the pressure Long Yan imposed, at least at this moment.

Actually, now it’s not just Wei Bat; even Long Yan doesn’t know where his limit lies. During this time, Long Yan’s physical strength quickly increased. Without using True Qi, Long Yan felt his current physical strength was approximately at the Divine Emperor Fifth stage, and if using the Martial God Array, he could even fight against the Divine Emperor Sixth level.

“Is that so?”

Wei Bat sighed lightly; on the surface, Long Yan came to do business, but he could utterly despise them.

“Then why do you want to give me a chance?”

Looking at Long Yan’s golden eyes, Wei Bat asked, knowing Long Yan must want something. If Long Yan was so righteous, just now when the door slammed shut, Long Yan could have immediately taken his head.

“Just hoping to increase my success rate a bit, after all, I must win this time.”

In this instant, Wei Bat felt as if there were countless stars in Long Yan’s gaze, but the glimmer in his eyes vanished momentarily, then was covered by endless coldness.

“Alright, it seems I have no option to refuse.”

Wei Bat chuckled bitterly, then picked up the wine bottle, poured himself a full bowl of strong wine, and drank it all at once. There was no other reason; Ten Thousand Beasts Sect owed too much to his master and him.

Actually, their master, Qing Beast Daoist, was initially one of Ten Thousand Beasts Sect’s Elders, lacking the desire to compete for sect leader, but was appointed as the sect leader by his master because of his excellence. Subsequently, he led Ten Thousand Beasts Sect to its current position when it was at a low ebb.

But Beast Martial, who was his Senior Brother, was causing trouble behind the scenes, resulting in the loss of dozens of disciples on a mission. Actually, his master knew perfectly well that it was supposed to be a simple mission, yet he lost dozens of disciples. Are all Ten Thousand Beasts Sect disciples mere wine bags and rice bags?

Wei Bat’s master held no ambition for conflict and seeing Beast Martial’s fervor for leadership chose to hand over his sect leader position. However, Qing Beast Daoist did not expect that himself, at that time, when proposing Thunder Leopard’s expulsion from Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, would incur significant trouble.

Afterward, Beast Martial found a random excuse to exile Qing Beast Daoist and his other Junior Brother to this place where birds don’t shit; meanwhile, Beast Martial waited in Ten Thousand Beasts Sect for an opportunity to arise, and subsequently found a reason to deal with or kill these twelve people. Leaning on the entirety of Ten Thousand Beasts Sect’s resources, he also reached the Divine Emperor Fifth stage.

Wei Bat remembers his master pounding his chest, once saying Ten Thousand Beasts Sect will definitely be destroyed by Beast Martial, but it was too late to regret then. Beast Martial shrank his power, eliminating five Elders in one month, replacing them entirely with his own people. Now, in Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, Beast Martial is the absolute authority.

“Wei Bat, you must remember, opportunities are fleeting, what you need to do is truly seize them when they arise.”

The words that Qing Beast Daoist said to him resounded continually in his mind, so Wei Bat bit the bullet and agreed to Long Yan’s terms, not wanting to continue such despicable acts.

“Then let’s wish for a pleasant collaboration.”

Long Yan raised the sea bowl filled with strong wine in front of him, and Wei Bat similarly filled his bowl, clinking it against Long Yan’s in mid-air.

With a clang, Wei Bat drank all the wine in his bowl dry and then smashed it to pieces on the ground, his eyes reddened.

“As for my master and my Uncle Master, leave that to me. Don’t worry, within Three days, they will surely agree.”

“Then I’ll be waiting for your good news at the Yuelai Inn.”

Long Yan simply smiled; in the next instant, his figure disappeared from the spot, as swiftly as the wind, coming quickly and leaving quickly.

“Senior Brother, isn’t it hasty to make such a decision without consulting Master?”

Seeing Long Yan leave, the Silkworm shivered and asked Wei Bat this question, but the latter just gently patted Silkworm’s head, his gaze aimed at the night outside the window.

“That’s what Ten Thousand Beasts Sect owes us, and we should claim it back; Master will surely agree.”

Outside, the thatched cottage had already descended into chaos; the Commander holding Hua Xuan’s Giant Axe hacked fiercely amidst the crowd. Originally, today was supposed to be like any other day, leaving a few people to stand guard and then going to sleep.

After all, the Dungeon was in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, even in its depths. Who would blindly come here; it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say even if a Cracked Earth Bear came here, they would have the power to fight. But today, just when they planned to go to sleep, suddenly a bright light illuminated everything.

After letting subordinates probe, he found out they were merely a group of mercenaries, thinking perhaps a wolf pack expanded, hence so many people coming to exterminate the wolf pack. After all, a few wolf packs in Demon Beast Mountain Range converging would attack Small Towns or nearby villages, so the mercenaries would voluntarily organize to eliminate the wolf pack, not taking it to heart.

But in the next moment, saw one of his subordinates hurriedly running towards him.

“Bad news, Boss, those mercenaries have come to attack.”

“What?”

The leader was slightly stunned; what business did those mercenaries have coming to trouble him and his group, didn’t they want to stay in the Small Town?

“Prepare for battle.”

But by habit, he still let his men ready for battle, as he tried to go forward to negotiate with the mercenaries’ Commander.

However, there was no chance for negotiation; the mercenaries had already come over, not intending to ask questions, charged right up for slaughter as if reaping wheat, instantly knocking down his subordinates in droves.

Though this private army had some training, they were nowhere near as tough as those mercenaries forged in the Demon Beast Mountain Range. Plus, the mercenaries outnumbered them two to one, the black-clothed man army had almost no resistance, getting slaughtered wildly.

Even the Commander personally entered the fray; but in the heat of battle, the Dungeon’s Door slowly opened, the Commander’s heart lifted thinking some grandpas inside had come out, letting these mercenaries witness cultivator prowess.

But things seemed to go against the Commander’s expectations; the gate slowly opened, and five people wearing experimental subject clothes emerged.