The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 779: Want to Die or Want to Live?_1

Dian Chunqiu looked bewildered and turned his head to look at Huan Ling Ji, "If they are dealing with private affairs, do we need to intervene?"

"We are here to uphold justice when necessary, not to cause too much commotion. But we cannot stop the owners while bandits are robbing people, can we? That wouldn’t make any sense."

"The director didn’t seem to say that before, did he?" Huan Ling Ji said with a coquettish smile.

Dian Chunqiu’s expression became stern, "I’ve always had this attitude, and it has never changed. I have never said anything else. Regardless of how astonishing the things inside this Underground Palace might be, it has an owner; it is not unclaimed."

"If we endorse this, wouldn’t it be encouraging the poor from all over the world to rob the rich brazenly? The treasures hidden by the rich are also quite astonishing, aren’t they? Is there a difference between the two?"

Huan Ling Ji covered her mouth and giggled, "I know, reason always lies in the hands of those with great strength, so let’s just wait and see."

"You take care of yourself and don’t meddle in this recklessly," Dian Chunqiu said gravely. "The Ninth Bureau must remain absolutely neutral in this matter and intervene only when necessary to prevent the situation from escalating."

"As for the stance of Nine Truth Palace, you can see it for yourself now. They will definitely not allow anyone from the world to meddle with King Qi’s Underground Palace. I don’t know what kind of interest distribution they have made privately, but I feel that what Xuan Chen Zhenren truly values should be the Queen Consort of Qi herself, not the items in the Underground Palace. The value of a Nascent Soul at the Peak is enough for their top combatants to fully mobilize and flex their muscles to the world," he continued.

"Nine Truth Palace..." Huan Ling Ji murmured softly, suddenly smiling faintly and shaking her head, "That I really wouldn’t dare to provoke!"

She glanced at Li Qing, her tone laced with a hint of teasing, and suddenly asked, "What I’m more curious about now is, what role does this little guy play in all of this? The Thunder Method he used just now seemed quite interesting!"

"You keep those improper thoughts to yourself. I warn you, don’t get any ideas about him," Dian Chunqiu suddenly turned grave and said sternly. "He is a natural disciple of the path, and Nine Truth Palace values him no less than the Princess Consort. Not to mention that the Princess Consort seems to have great trust in him. Don’t let his modest strength fool you; he has a significant status here."

"Why so tense, Director? I was only asking out of curiosity," Huan Ling Ji laughed somewhat wantonly.

Li Qing, who was nervously watching the sky, had no idea he seemed to have become the target of someone’s attention again.

In the sky, the battle between Jing Yan and the man in the grey robe seemed to have reached a real fever pitch.

With Li Qing’s strength, he couldn’t make out the details of their fight at all. He could only see figures tumbling in the sky, stirring the dark clouds into disarray, and the surrounding energies were as chaotic as chunks of ice, scraping people’s faces painfully.

Li Qing wanted to use Heavenly Punishment to help Jing Yan again, but his vision simply couldn’t lock onto the position of the man in the grey robe.

Without a fixed target, his Heavenly Punishment might turn out to be assisting Jing Yan, or it could end up aiding the little man in the grey robe.

Xuan Chen Zhenren walked up to Li Qing, yawned nonchalantly, and said, "There’s no need to worry about her. She is far more powerful than Sima Fang, and victory is without a doubt. I’m not a match for your wife, so that old dog Sima shouldn’t even dream of it. He’ll only get beaten today."

Li Qing’s eyelids drooped, "Master, please don’t make fun of me with these things. I was only joking before."

"But I’m serious," Xuan Chen Zhenren said irritably. "The strength of the Queen Consort of Qi is far greater than I imagined, but as for the realm she’s in and how far her strength reaches, I’m still unsure."

"Master, are you truly not joking with me?" Li Qing asked in surprise.

He actually just had a feeling, a sense that his nominal master was no match for Jing Yan.

But what he had imagined and what he now heard from Xuan Chen Zhenren were two different things.

Xuan Chen Zhenren’s eyes glared fiercely, "Why would I be joking with you? Do you think I would joke about something as shameful as this?"

Li Qing chuckled wryly, "That seems about right, but Jing Yan previously mentioned that her realm was also at the Nascent Soul Peak."

"That is just a realm," Xuan Chen Zhenren said, "Although a realm is directly related to one’s strength, there are some exceptions."

As the two conversed, the battle in the sky had changed.

The figure of the grey-robed middle-aged man had disappeared, and Jing Yan, alone, floated down gracefully, looking towards the remaining two enemies—the horse-faced Nascent Soul and a mustachioed Golden Core middle-aged man with a distinctive appearance.

"Do you choose death, or do you wish to live?" Jing Yan’s voice was cold and clear as she stepped across and appeared in front of the two men.

As her toes touched the ground, the air suddenly underwent a series of cracking noises as countless thin and long ice swords materialized from all directions, trapping the two middle-aged men.

"We... Of course, we choose to live," said the horse-faced Nascent Soul, "Does the Queen Consort of Qi intend to kill us?"

"What do you think?" Jing Yan asked slightly tilting her head, "To covet my possessions, you should be prepared to pay a price, shouldn’t you?"

"Princess Consort, the current Cultivation World is not the era you once lived in, and you are no longer the Princess Consort of Qi with power at her fingertips. Now is not the time when you can just kill as you please. Spare us our lives, and we are willing to accept the terms you offered before. How about it?" the horse-faced middle-aged man said, swallowing nervously, trying to appear calm.

Although Li Qing had not seen clearly the battle that had just taken place in the sky, he saw it very clearly.

Sima Fang, the strongest among them, had escaped wounded, paying the price of an arm.

What’s more, Sima Fang had even used their family’s revered Green Wooden Boat, but it too was damaged by an ice sword from the hands of the Queen Consort of Qi, which unexpectedly contained a Magic Artifact superior to those of earthly grade.

"Have people become so arrogant these days? Negotiating terms with me while putting on airs, as if I am the one beseeching you to negotiate, is truly laughable. In the past, as a captive at my feet, you wouldn’t even have the chance to kneel and negotiate," Jing Yan said coldly.

"I no longer wish to accept your terms!"

Watching the two middle-aged men with a mocking gaze, Jing Yan suddenly raised her hand slightly, and the instant her wrist fell, countless ice swords around her plummeted, instantly turning the Golden Core middle-aged man into a hedgehog.

But the horse-faced middle-aged man seemed to have been prepared to escape; he turned into a wisp of green smoke and vanished on the spot, leaving only a muffled groan behind.