Chapter 4704 — Consider Yourself Wise
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
Every eye in the crowd swung to Scarface at once, and the corner of his mouth gave an involuntary twitch. He might have been the strongest man in that whole gathering, but after watching what had just happened with his own eyes, facing Kang Jingming left him feeling more than a little unsure of himself.
Speed and power like the laser cannon had shown in that single instant—he privately admitted he had no answer to it at all. He was no speed-type fighter to begin with; if it really came to blows, he doubted he would fare much better than the bald man. That thing was a terrifying engine of mass slaughter that turned true qi into tangible form, and with nothing but flesh and blood, he genuinely could not block it.
Under all those watching eyes, Scarface hesitated, then gritted his teeth and said, "Fine. I, for one, respect a hero and honor a hero. Seeing as your strength is up to scratch—you may pass!"
True, Duan Wuzong of the Thousand Blades Sect had put on a fine, swaggering show earlier, but in his eyes the man was nothing—a mere Nascent Soul peak, killed in a blink. Now, though, Kang Jingming had done the very same to one of his own Nascent Soul peaks. That kind of crushing deterrence was not something the likes of Duan Wuzong could ever match. If they fought, the best he could hope for was mutual destruction—he had every reason to be wary.
"Haha! Consider yourself wise!" Kang Jingming laughed in loud, strutting triumph. He exchanged a glance with Xu Lingchong beside him, and the two of them swaggered straight on through. Scarface and his men had indeed been frightened senseless by what they had just witnessed; these vicious, ruthless desperadoes did not dare so much as move a muscle before him.
Watching Kang Jingming and Xu Lingchong saunter off into the distance, the rest of the crowd exchanged looks, every face wearing an expression of envy to the death. Sure enough, wherever you went, strength ruled above all. With power like that, a man could do as he pleased—even a mountain bandit chief had no choice but to give way!
Just then, a man and a woman suddenly stepped out from the restless crowd. By their cultivation, the man was a Nascent Soul late-stage expert, while the woman was only at the early Nascent Soul stage.
The pair followed in Kang Jingming's and Xu Lingchong's wake, not so much as glancing at Scarface. They gave the impression of being Kang Jingming's hangers-on, hoping to slip through in the confusion along with them.
"Halt!" Scarface's expression turned savage in an instant. Fixed by his malignant stare, the hopeful pair went white as paper, their legs trembling uncontrollably of their own accord—a hair's breadth from dropping to their knees on the spot.
"Wh—what do you want..." the man forced himself to ask, trembling as he looked at Scarface.
"You want to get through, do you? Then hand over your heavenly treasures, all of them. Otherwise you know well enough what happens to you." Scarface sneered.
"Ah? Th—this..." Sweat poured off the pair like rain. In the past few days out in the desert they had found nothing at all, so they did not have a single heavenly treasure on them to produce—otherwise they would never have risked sneaking through in the first place. How could they possibly satisfy Scarface?
"You won't hand them over? Or can't? You think you can slip past without a single heavenly treasure—do you take me for a charity house, or do you truly believe I'm blind?" Scarface looked them up and down, and his gaze came to rest on the woman at last, carrying a note of lewdness and greed.
"Ah? This..." The pair were nearly frightened out of their wits, caught between a rock and a hard place. In their hearts they cursed themselves savagely—one hotheaded moment, and they had risked it all. What rotten, miserable luck!