Supreme Martial God of the City
Chapter 89 - 89 86 I Can

89: Chapter 86: I Can 89: Chapter 86: I Can A man lay on the bed, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, looking dispirited.

“Don’t come again, get out, get out!”

Yan Ping waved the wine bottle at Ye Tian, as if ready to throw it.

“Mr.

Yan, I apologize for disturbing you so late.”

“But this mission is urgent, and we have no choice but to ask for your guidance.”

Ye Tian began to speak politely.

“It’s the wind season now, even I would risk my life going in there.

I know you all are here for what’s inside that door.”

“I’m telling you, there’s nothing in there, only fear.”

Yan Ping said drunkenly.

“Also, you completely could go by yourselves this time, why come to me?”

“Most of the people outside are martial artists, are you playing around with me?”

“If I didn’t want to cause trouble, I would have driven you all away long ago.”

Yan Ping stood up, his body swayed unsteadily.

“Indeed, most of the people who came this time are martial artists, but in a dangerous place like the desert, humans can’t compete with the forces of nature.”

“What are your conditions?

Just say it.”

“I can even help rescue your wife.”

Ye Tian explained slowly.

“Hmm????”

“How do you know?

Did that old bastard Fan Tong tell you?

He sold me out!”

At the mention of his wife, the cloudiness in Yan Ping’s eyes suddenly cleared up.

“Heh, rescuing my wife, you have no idea how powerful that force is.”

“Over the years, I’ve risked my life in the desert and gathered quite a few treasures, hoping to use them to get the big forces to help me out.”

“Unexpectedly, once the treasures reach their hands, they act like they have amnesia—they ignore me and even drove me out.”

“These people are just afraid of getting into trouble while scheming for my treasures, a bunch of insidious bastards.”

“For decades, I’ve been thinking about rescuing my wife, but now I don’t even know if she’s alive or dead, I…I…”

As Yan Ping spoke, he began to sob softly.

Ye Tian looked at the man who was already in his twilight years and couldn’t help but feel a bit saddened.

“Young man, since Fan Tong sent you, I won’t make it difficult for you, let’s go.”

“You really can’t get in during this season, even if you got in, it would be nearly impossible to come out alive.”

“I’ll tell you a secret, our group once went there, and just 2 kilometers away from the place, a sandstorm suddenly hit, even though it wasn’t the windy season.”

“But that sandstorm was the most terrifying I’ve ever seen.

If we go in now, no one would survive.”

“If you really insist on going in, you’d have to find the Heaven Pavilion Elders along with the Pavilion Master, but that’s simply wishful thinking.”

Yan Ping advised Ye Tian.

Ye Tian smiled subtly.

The Pavilion Master he mentioned was right in front of him, but he didn’t recognize him.

Isn’t that funny?

“Here’s the deal, I can help you rescue your wife, as long as you help guide us.”

“If we encounter a sandstorm, you can run away anytime, I won’t blame you.”

Ye Tian said with a smile.

“Alright, no problem, if it’s really possible, what do I have to lose, even my life.”

“I know you may be from a notable family, but this force is incredibly terrifying; don’t get involved lightly, or it’ll be the end for you.

I can’t guarantee anything.”

“First, tell me, how do you plan to rescue?”

Yan Ping asked with a sinister smile.

“It’s a small matter.

My master is from the Divine Martial Pavilion.

If what you say is true, I can ask my master to report to the Heaven Pavilion Elders to wipe out this force that kidnapped your wife.”

“How’s that?

Aren’t my connections impressive enough!”

Ye Tian said confidently.

“Really!!!”

Yan Ping excitedly ran over and grabbed Ye Tian’s shoulders.

“Really, as long as you agree to be our guide into the desert.”

Ye Tian nodded and said.

“Good, no problem.”

“That force is the Netherworld Hall.

Years ago, she and I wandered the world; these people suddenly came to capture her for a ritual.

I fought hard and managed to escape.”

“I found out their so-called ritual takes decades to prepare.

I’ve been asking friends outside to gather information, but there’s been no news of the Netherworld Hall.”

“I don’t think they’ve carried out the ritual yet.”

Yan Ping said excitedly.

“The Netherworld Hall’s strength is incredibly terrifying, and no one knows where their base is.

I once thought of seeking help from the Divine Martial Pavilion, but I couldn’t even get close.”

Yan Ping said with his head down.

“Alright, it’s settled then.”

“I believe you’re a man of your word, I hope you can report it as soon as possible, thank you.”

Yan Ping cupped his hands toward Ye Tian and said.

Then he walked out with Ye Tian and said to the people lined up outside, “Everyone, thank you for waiting here for me late at night for this old man.”

“But I’ve already made arrangements with this young man here, you can all go back now.”

Yan Ping pointed to Ye Tian and said with a smile.

“Haha, I told you Brother Tian could do it, you didn’t believe me.”

Xiao Pang said proudly.

In fact, Lin Chumo and Mu Yunxi had full confidence in Ye Tian because they knew he never failed to accomplish what he promised.

“Ye, thank you very much for your contribution to this mission, we really appreciate it.”

Liu Ruobing shook Ye Tian’s hand and smiled.

The crowd then dispersed, and Liu Ruobing took Yan Ping and others back to the research institute, not to sleep but to discuss the best time to enter the desert.

However, while they were in the midst of a heated discussion, a few shining pairs of eyes in a dark alley not far from the institute were staring intently at the entrance.

“Heh, it seems we have the same target this time, let’s use them as scapegoats.”

They disappeared into the night.

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