Chapter 308: Borrowing a Knife to Kill
Seeing Qin Yang looking like he was about to leave, Wu Yun became completely anxious.
He shouted: "This Jiuzhou cauldron was clearly snatched from our hands by the Holy Light Court; it belongs to our Wu family. Since you took it, you should return it to our Wu family. If you don't return it to our Wu family, you must protect our Wu family."
Qin Yang glanced at him, then casually handed the Jiuzhou cauldron to Wu Yun.
"You're right; behind your Wu family stands a powerful Daoist sect. If word leaks, I also worry about inviting trouble. Now I'll return the Jiuzhou cauldron to you."
Wu Yun was dumbfounded.
"Let's go."
Qin Yang left with Qiao Yue.
Wu Yun was dazed.
He watched helplessly as Qin Yang disappeared.
Meanwhile, the members of the Holy Light Court's eyes lit up instantly.
Especially after sensing that Qin Yang had truly left, their gazes at the Wu family members turned cold.
In the distance, Qiao Yue asked: "Why did you return the Jiuzhou cauldron to them? When did you become so agreeable?"
"They want it, so I naturally return it to them. But if the Jiuzhou cauldron is taken away, and the Wu Yun family members are all killed, then if we get the Jiuzhou cauldron back, wouldn't we no longer need to return it to them?"
Qin Yang said with a smile.
"Do we really need to scheme so much? Even if we took it, they couldn't say anything."
Qiao Yue said disdainfully.
Qin Yang smiled.
But, he wanted the Wu family to be annihilated.
Without him lifting a finger, the Wu family would surely be wiped out.
"I understand; you want to borrow a knife to kill, to annihilate the Wu family. You deliberately said the Wu family has a powerful Daoist sect behind it, so those Holy Light Court people would certainly worry about the news leaking, and they would definitely wipe out the Wu family."
"Clever."
Qin Yang praised.
At that moment, Wu Yun also realized, and his whole body turned icy cold.
Seeing the Holy Light Court members staring at him,
he felt a bit nervous and directly handed over the Jiuzhou cauldron he was holding.
Wu Yun said: "Several esteemed members of the Holy Light Court, this is the Jiuzhou cauldron. Please take it; our Wu family will absolutely not leak any information, nor cause you trouble. We only beg you to spare our Wu family."
Those few powerful members of the Holy Light Court, however, were sneering.
"As the saying goes in Long Guo, only the dead can keep secrets."
The other party's gaze was icy cold.
Wu Yun's face turned Cāngbái.
He cursed Qin Yang in his heart; Wu Yun clearly understood that if it weren't for Qin Yang's last words, the other side might not have wanted to exterminate the Wu family.
But now, Hòuhuǐ is too late.
His eyes turned cold, and he shouted sternly: "Our Wu family is connected to the Mao Shan Sect; if you dare to attack and wipe us out, the Mao Shan Sect will not let you off."
Wu Yun spoke up to threaten.
However, he had no confidence in his heart.
Because the people before him are members of the Western Holy Light Court; even if they are somewhat wary of the Daoist sect, they certainly won't be too many.
"Kill them."
The members of the Holy Light Court took action.
Who has time for all that nonsense? Once they return to the West, no one cares how the Mao Shan people will fare.
They directly moved in, lunging at the Wu family members.
Before opponents who could rival Daoist cultivators, these Wu family members had no ability to resist.
Not long after, this place was slaughtered clean.
"Let's go."
After doing all that, the members of the Holy Light Court spoke.
They worried that Qin Yang would come back to kill them.
A group of people left this place without any hesitation.
They moved extremely fast, heading for the airport.
Just on the way to the airport, a figure blocked them.
It was Qin Yang.
Those powerful members of the Holy Light Court sucked in a breath of cold air.
They looked at Qin Yang, somewhat at a loss.
Just now Qin Yang had already displayed his strength.
They were no match for him.
"Take this, don't kill us."
The person carrying the Jiuzhou cauldron spoke up.
Qin Yang nodded and said: "You may live; help me deliver a message to the Holy Light Emperor, telling him to wait, for if he dares to provoke me, I will personally annihilate the Holy Light Court."
That Holy Light Court expert's face changed dramatically.
The other party wants to destroy the Holy Light Court—what audacity!
"Who are you, sir?"
That member of the Holy Light Court asked.
You should have heard of my name; I am Qin Yang.
Qin Yang said lightly.
It's you.
That person sucked in a breath of cold air.
He hadn't expected that the person before him was that Qin Yang.
The Bright Holy Court paid close attention to the movements of the Eastern Daoist world; they had some spies who knew how terrifying Qin Yang was.
Their strength is probably catching up to their Holy Emperor of Light.
Upon realizing this, their expressions all turned solemn.
Qin Yang, however, didn't care about that; he waved his hand, and aside from the strong one who handed him the Jiuzhou Cauldron, everyone else blew apart.
Afterwards, Qin Yang vanished.
The strong one from the Holy Court of Light came to, looked around, and felt as if he were dreaming.
His companions were all dead; only he had survived.
Thinking of the words Qin Yang had him deliver, he shivered and rushed to the airport.
The ticket had already been booked, just waiting for takeoff.
He was only a Golden Core–stage expert; although he could fly briefly, having him fly back to the Holy Court of Light was impossible—he couldn't withstand that drain.
"You want to declare war on the Holy Court of Light? Isn't that a bit premature?"
Qiao Yue reminded.
The Holy Court of Light's strength is unfathomable.
And the Holy Emperor of Light's strength is at least that of a True Immortal.
With such strength, if Qin Yang were to face them, he would temporarily be at a disadvantage.
"He wants to take the Jiuzhou Cauldron; he must have teamed up with the God Lord. Since we're already enemies, it's a fight to the death—I see no need to beat around the bush; I'll make it clear: from now on, we're enemies."
Qin Yang said.
Only then did Qiao Yue understand Qin Yang's meaning.
"You had that person deliver a message; you must have another motive, right?"
Qiao Yue stared at Qin Yang.
She knew Qin Yang too well.
He wouldn't do something meaningless.
Letting the other side leave certainly isn't that simple.
As for declaring war?
Qin Yang basically doesn't need to have someone act in his place.
According to his nature, fighting his way into the Holy Court of Light and taking out some of its people would better reveal Qin Yang's might.
Given the current situation, there's only one possibility.
That Qin Yang had placed some means on that member of the Holy Court.
"Hehe."
Qin Yang smiled.
He didn't explain.
But Qiao Yue knew she herself was right.
She mourned for the Holy Court of Light in her heart; having offended Qin Yang, they would probably find it hard to eat or sleep in peace thereafter.
Qin Yang's treatment of enemies knows no lower limit.
He employs all kinds of means.
In the Holy Court of Light, that strong one returned and immediately sought an audience with the Holy Emperor.
"What about the Jiuzhou Cauldron?"
The Holy Emperor of Light asked.
That strong one bitterly said, "It was taken by Qin Yang; the other companions were all killed."
"Why are you still alive?"
The Holy Emperor of Light asked.
"Qin Yang let me return to declare war."
That strong one from the Holy Court of Light said.
"Declare war?"
Just as the Holy Emperor of Light furrowed his brows.
That strong one suddenly showed a frightened expression; a large amount of flame burst from his body, powerful flames, causing even the Holy Emperor of Light to instinctively retreat.
Afterwards, the Holy Emperor of Light's face changed dramatically.
That was Samadhi True Fire.
End of Chapter
