Chapter 839: What? You Disagree?

The followers of the Celestial Mandate Sect are utterly despicable! They killed Old Fang right before our eyes.

We planned to wait here for everyone to regroup, then launch a surprise attack and catch the Celestial Mandate Sect off guard.

But we never expected you, Senior Xu, to be so powerful—we hadn't even moved before you killed their ninth-rank cultivator.

The three of them knelt before Xu Jingming, weeping and pleading as they recounted their ordeal.

Especially Wang Linyang, who spoke with such conviction, as if he had suffered great injustice.

Wang Linyang, I ask you—what really happened in the Black Crow Campaign? Why did the Ash Guild's main force vanish?

Xu Jingming remained unmoved, speaking coldly.

The Black Crow Campaign?

Wang Linyang froze for a moment, then slapped himself hard across the face.

Pfft—

His force was immense; blood and teeth flew out, his right cheek swelling instantly.

Yet he didn't pause, mumbling in desperation:

I deserve to die! I was greedy and rushed ahead!

If we had followed the original plan and advanced steadily, there would've been no casualties—but the mission deadline was extended by over half a month.

To finish the mission early and return to the legion, I used the Ash Guild members as bait.

At these words,

the Xia Dynasty experts nearby, who had been watching from a distance, erupted in shock.

No one had imagined such a hidden truth behind the Black Crow Campaign!

Although many in the Ash Guild died, your senior brother Liu Ming survived, didn't he?

If you spare me this time, once I'm out, I'll give him all my assets.

My resources are sufficient to help him break through to the seventh-rank sect...

Wang Linyang swore solemnly.

But before he finished, a deafening thunderclap rang out, and violent black lightning swallowed him whole.

He had no time to resist—he became a charred corpse.

No amount of resources can bring back the senior students and senior sisters who died in Mo Da.

Xu Jingming's gaze was icy.

The Chaos Thunder surged again, killing the remaining two eighth-rank Grand Masters as well.

"Such powerful lightning!" Lan ran shuddered inwardly.

Feeling it up close, he realized Xu Jingming's black lightning radiated an utterly irresistible sense of danger!

"His lightning ability must have undergone a transformation!" Realizing this, his demeanor grew even more respectful.

The Celestial Mandate Sect is a heretical cult. These three betrayed their kind and are beyond redemption—they shall be executed on the spot.

Xu Jingming's deep voice rang out.

He never trusted the words of traitors.

If Wang Linyang and his group had merely been lying low, they would've moved long ago.

Why wait until now?

Plainly put, it's only because I killed Jonathan.

These people are opportunists—that's why they're saying this.

Moreover, to prove loyalty to the Celestial Mandate Sect, they may well have spilled the blood of their own countrymen.

"Senior Xu is right," Lan ran sighed in relief, echoing his words.

He had worried earlier that Xu Jingming might spare them—now he saw he'd overthought it.

Not just these three—everyone who sided with the Celestial Mandate Sect must die.

Xu Jingming lifted his eyelids and casually launched a chain of lightning.

Crack! Crack!

The black lightning leapt and refracted over ten times, killing everyone who had stood behind the Celestial Mandate Sect.

Pity—they weren't Divine Blood Envoys, so they can't grant me ability points.

But collecting their space rings is compensation enough.

Xu Jingming shook his head, and his spiritual force surged wildly.

He gathered all the space rings left behind by the lightning-felled experts.

Including Wang Linyang's three, there were nineteen space rings in total.

Sh*t! They killed Talen and the others!

In the American team, Ryan muttered under his breath.

Eighth-rank experts aren't common vegetables—especially since everyone entering the Ye Er Nexus was at least mid-eighth rank.

For the United States, even one death was a loss!

As for siding with the Celestial Mandate Sect, he didn't care at all.

He'd planned to keep using them, but hadn't expected Xu Jingming to wipe them all out.

Of course,

he only dared to grumble—Xu Jingming's power was too great to provoke.

Besides, he'd already clashed with Xu Jingming before.

Thinking of this, Ryan shrank behind a tall companion beside him.

Afraid Xu Jingming would notice him.

As if fate mocked him, Xu Jingming's gaze turned toward him next:

"Ryan, hand over what you acquired in the temple."

At these words, Ryan's face turned pale, then furious:

"Xu Jingming! These are American gains—don't think you can just seize others' property because you're strong!"

"What? You're Bufuqi?"

Xu Jingming raised an eyebrow and held up two fingers:

"You have two choices: hand over the items to me, or I kill every American here and take them by force.

With Celestial Mandate Sect members dead, we can say you were all killed by them.

I'm sure everyone here will cooperate with me."

At this, murmurs of agreement rose around him.

"Senior Xu is right!"

"Yes! The Americans were killed by the Celestial Mandate Sect!"

"After leaving the Nexus, we'll 'truthfully' report the situation."

"..."

Though unaware of the full context, everyone knew the Americans had gained extra treasures inside the Nexus.

Seeing the Americans humiliated, they were happy to kick them while they were down.

"You—"

Ryan's face flushed dark red, then black. After a long pause, he suppressed his rage and tossed his space ring to Xu Jingming:

"Everything's inside. Take it yourself."

He was the fish on the chopping block—he knew resistance meant death, so he surrendered the ring without protest.

"Good. Very sensible."

Xu Jingming nodded in satisfaction.

A sweep of his spiritual force revealed everything inside the ring.

Besides numerous rare herbs and plants, there was a separate compartment holding ancient books and seeds.

"Plant-life seeds!"

Xu Jingming's heart leapt with joy.

Though Thorn Sword Grass was a rare plant-life, its quality wasn't perfect.

If he could find a perfect plant-life from these seeds, it would be ideal.

Combined with Plant Holy Water, it could forge a formidable ninth-rank plant-life!

With the Nexus about to close, the Americans wouldn't continue searching for rare flora.

So Xu Jingming didn't transfer the contents—he simply flipped his hand and took the ring.

"Aren't you returning my space ring?"

Ryan glared, anxious:

"I gave you the temple's treasures—don't take my collected herbs and plants too!"

"What do you mean 'take'?"

Xu Jingming released his aura, smiling faintly: "Without me, you'd all be dead at the hands of the Celestial Mandate Sect.

These herbs and plants are your payment for protection.

And not just the Americans—all other nations' ability users must hand over their space rings."

At these words, the other nations' experts, who had been smirking at the Americans' misfortune, froze in shock.

Wait—what about us?

PS: Sorry sorry, didn't update yesterday, National Day was too busy, I'll make it up later...