Chapter 2077: Chapter 2114: Can You Carry Me on Your Back?

"Haha... your little mouth really knows how to sweet-talk!"

Zhong Wushang laughed loudly and said to Liew Yi, then turned around to speak to the heavily armored man guarding the tent door: "Zhong Yi, go take a look. If there’s nothing wrong, don’t take action. It’s not good to talk about it; the Skeleton Sect is just a bunch of mangy dogs. It’s shameful for us to act. But if things go south, help the Liew Family out. They’re my people now, don’t let them lose face."

"Yes! I’ll go right away!"

The heavily armored man saluted, turned, and left, disappearing from the tent in a flash of black light. Zhong Wushang picked Liew Yi up and moved toward the bed, saying to her: "Little beauty, after tonight, this area of Great Python Mountain in the Northern Wastelands will be yours and the Liew Family’s. Let’s not waste time; a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold."

In the Great Elder’s castle, the battle raged every second, with people dying continuously. The Patriarch of the Liew Family and those affiliated forces were still fighting fiercely, yet Zhong Wushang was in bed with Liew Yi. Clearly, Zhong Wushang is quite the twisted individual indeed.

Though Liew Yi felt extremely worried about her father and brother, Zhong Wushang was not someone she dared to defy. She could only blush with shame and lay in Zhong Wushang’s embrace, allowing him to place her on the bed.

...

A pitch-black sky saw three groups arriving; a massive airship came from the north, while two super chariots approached from another direction.

These people evidently didn’t want the ones below to know; they activated the prohibitions on their flying vessels, making it impossible for ordinary people to discover them. Only those with exceptional skills could detect them.

On the airship, four young, beautiful women were leaning on the railing, watching the intense battle below in the Great Elder’s castle, despite the torrential rain, not a drop could penetrate the airship.

"Don’t treat it as a show!"

A middle-aged woman, around fifty, full of silver hair and gazing without focus, spoke to the four girls: "Observe the fights of the experts below carefully. To those below, you might be considered experts too, but you lack practical experience, your combat instincts are weak. You’ll inevitably suffer losses when traveling in the future. Don’t miss this rare opportunity to observe."

"Yes, Aunt Yin, we understand!"

The four girls respectfully saluted the silver-haired woman, then turned back to carefully search for scenes of expert duels to watch. The middle-aged woman lazily yawned, walking straight into the airflow compartment, ceasing to care for them.

Her task was to keep an eye on these four girls. The bloody battles below were none of her concern; she wouldn’t care for them. Such events were commonplace in the Northern Wastelands; she was long accustomed to it. Surviving on this continent required a heart of stone.

Similarly, those within the super chariots were here to observe the spectacle. Moreover, the two chariot groups knew each other, parking side by side in mid-air. Two beautiful girls stood at the front of the chariots watching below.

One girl donned a goose yellow light armor, holding a flute with her fair skin strikingly noticeable. Her refined temperament seemed to belong to a fairy.

Another chariot had a girl without battle armor, casually wearing a long dress, her pretty face faintly adorned, brows and eyes like a painting.

If Ye Fan were here, he’d surely be surprised. These two women’s cultivation surpassed his by far. At Ye Fan’s current skill, he wasn’t even a match for them in a single round.

The girls were accompanied by several strong protectors, ensuring their safety. These protectors showed indifference, not even glancing below. The young ladies were quite interested in the expert duels beneath, completely ignoring ordinary martial artists.

"Boom!"

An explosion sounded from the back of the castle, attracting the attention of the two young ladies who looked toward that direction. There, a firework arrow exploded, only for the downpour to extinguish it before fully blooming!

The young ladies had decent eyesight, seeing a martial artist chasing another below. Under the rain’s reflection, the two vaguely saw the figures.

"We seem to have seen that boy before, when we were at Frostbite Cliff, he was standing outside Great Python Mountain, he looks a bit handsome," said the skirt-wearing girl, as if she always focused solely on people’s looks. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Oh, the youth’s cultivation has increased! His speed is fast! So powerful! The giant axe in his hand must weigh a few thousand pounds,"

remarked the Light Armor Lady.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan finally caught up with Liew Bin. The earlier firework arrow was released by Liew Bin; he had to deal with him quickly before the Liew Family’s strong reinforcements arrived.

Liew Bin was struck far away by Ye Fan’s axe. If Ye Fan didn’t want to capture him alive, that axe could have killed him instantly. Regardless, Liew Bin spewed blood from his mouth, rising to continue his escape while desperately shouting, "Help! Someone save me! Father, help!"

"Zhao Xiner, that young man is unusual!"

With a jade flute, Tian Qianlian spoke to Zhao Xiner in the dress.

"I don’t think there’s anything special. Just strong. Many like him in the Northern Desolation of the Divine Realm!"

replied Zhao Xiner to Tian Qianlian.

The strong protectors beside them nodded in agreement, recognizing Ding Fan’s differences, likely having entered the Divine Realm not long ago. If his strength indeed depended solely on power, there was little worth. He wasn’t worth wasting time on.

Tian Qianlian felt the same way. With Ding Fan’s current capabilities, he couldn’t enter the Tian Family; they weren’t short of talent, and Ding Fan currently wasn’t qualified to step through their door.

...

"Damn it, he’s wearing Treasure Armor!"

Ding Fan strode forward toward Liew Bin on the ground, having struck him no less than four times, yet unable to penetrate the Treasure Armor on Liew Bin. Wanting to capture him alive, Ding Fan refrained from beheading him, aiming to seriously wound him and capture him instead.

"Father, save me!"

Liew Bin got up and continued to flee, running while shouting, at this moment he was almost scared to death. Ding Fan struck him four times, if not for the Treasure Armor on his body, he might have died four times by now.

He understood in his heart now, if the Patriarch of the Liew Family didn’t send someone to rescue him, Ye Fan would definitely not let him off like this. If that’s the kind of person he is, he would absolutely die!

He hasn’t lived enough yet, and soon he would be the Young Master of the Great Python Mountain, with a promising future, how beautiful the world is, and he hasn’t had Wu Qingxia under him yet, how could he bear to die!

"Whoosh!"

A figure flew over, his fireworks signal had worked. When he saw a familiar face, his tears flowed, calling out to the person rushing toward him: "Leopard Elder, come save me!"

What Liew Bin had fired was his exclusive fireworks signal. Once fired, it proved he was in danger, alarming the Patriarch of the Liew Family who sent an elder from the family to rescue him, named Liew Bao, an elder of the Battle Hall.

Seeing that the one chasing Liew Bin was a young man who didn’t seem noteworthy, Liew Bao felt like his presence was somewhat unnecessary. The Skeleton Sect’s background was well-known to them, he hadn’t heard about Ding Fan’s status.

"Damn! A master has come!"

Ding Fan cursed inwardly, accelerating his speed, wielding his Giant Axe aimed at Liew Bin’s leg. He still wanted to capture Liew Bin alive, but capturing an intact Liew Bin was impossible, so he might as well take back a crippled Liew Bin, still serving the same purpose.

"Kid, let go!"

Liew Bao, who was running over, saw Ding Fan’s action and couldn’t help but shout at him. But Ding Fan seemed not to hear, as the Giant Axe violently hacked down on Liew Bin’s leg.

"Ah..."

Ding Fan moved extremely fast, while Liew Bin, scared to the bone, didn’t dodge. He had Treasure Armor protecting his body, but not his legs. Ding Fan’s axe instantly chopped off one of his legs, Liew Bin screamed in agony, holding his leg, howled out.

"Young Master, you little brat, I’ll slice you open!"

Watching Liew Bao approach, he kept dodging the martial artists battling in front, quickly closing the distance to Ding Fan. Though not near yet, the pervasive murderous aura had already reached, slowing down the surrounding rain as if affected by his aura.

...

The rain didn’t slow down but started to drizzle. This rain, like its arrival, stops as it wishes.

"The rain is stopping!"

Standing in the small courtyard, Xia Mengqing looked up at the sky and said softly. Then suddenly got up and started walking outside, seeing this, Wu Qingxia was puzzled and asked: "Sister Mengqing, where are you going? Don’t go out, it’s dangerous outside."

"He seems to have encountered troubles, I need to go check and help him."

After taking a glance ahead, Xia Mengqing spoke to Wu Qingxia.

Ding Fan had been pursuing for some time, with his skills, he should’ve caught Liew Bin by now, but no one was seen yet. Moreover, noticing someone fired a fireworks signal in the sky earlier, it’s evident someone is rescuing him. She hopes Ding Fan would be alright.

Wu Qingxia was also concerned for Ding Fan, knowing her combat skills were far inferior to his, going over might only become a burden for him.

Witnessing Xia Mengqing, a woman unable to exert Inner Strength, daring to go out for Ding Fan, Wu Qingxia blushed. After all, Ding Fan was her savior.

"Sister Mengqing, I’ll go with you!"

Wu Qingxia said to Xia Mengqing, stepping forward to support her arm.

Though unsure what help their presence could offer to Ding Fan or what might happen, perhaps the two have left such a deep impact on her, Wu Qingxia very much wanted to be with them.

Xia Mengqing walked slowly, unable to use True Qi, extremely low stamina, still dragging a bad leg, couldn’t walk fast. After a few steps, she suddenly said to Wu Qingxia: "Sister Qingxia, can you carry me? We’re too slow now."

"No problem!"

Wu Qingxia promptly replied, carrying Xia Mengqing towards the direction of the previous fireworks signal.

...

The battle near the backdoor had already seen a victor, while the front was just starting. The elite fighters from both sides were here, ordinary martial artists had been fighting till kingdom come, blood flowed like rivers.

Here at the front, the Liew Family Alliance Army deployed over a thousand people, while the Skeleton Sect and Wu Family also had over a thousand here, resulting in heavy casualties on both sides.

The rainwater on the ground inside the castle had turned blood red, corpses everywhere, severed limbs scattered all over, heavily wounded martial artists clutching their injuries rolling and screaming, the scene resembled an Asura Field.

The Great Elder and the Third Elder were also in battle, fighting fiercely against the Patriarch of the Liew Family and Leader Hong of one of Liew Family’s allied forces. The Fourth Elder battled Leader Jiang from another allied power.

The Second Elder fought with the Gu Family’s Yiu Elder, while Zhuge Qing and Xue Wu were locked in duels.