Chapter 1200

"Wait, I have an idea. Our Zong Sect has suffered extremely heavy losses this time. I alone cannot bring you back, but there is a way to ensure Miss Yang Qian's safety. What do you think?"

The Xuedao Sect Sect Master pondered for a moment, then turned to Ximen Wudi and asked with great solemnity.

Huh?

Such a good thing exists?

In an instant, a look of confusion immediately appeared on Ximen Wudi's face, and he took a deep breath.

According to the Xuedao Sect Sect Master, their Xuedao Sect had indeed fallen this time, and had even lost some of their experts.

"What do you want me to do?"

Since there was a way to keep Yang Qian alive, Ximen Wudi immediately grinned lightly, then said to the Xuedao Sect Sect Master.

"Let's withdraw first. Once we're back, I'll tell you slowly!"

The Xuedao Sect Sect Master hurriedly explained to Ximen Wudi, then immediately turned and gave a look to a disciple beside him.

976 Xiu swept a glance around.

"Professor Xiao, you all leave quickly. I'll handle this matter."

Seeing Ximen Wudi's gaze fixed on a young man standing beside the Xuedao Sect Sect Master, Yang Qian immediately explained to Ximen Wudi.

Tch!

Do I need you to handle it?

Ximen Wudi pursed his lips, without the slightest hesitation, immediately swept a glance at the scattered cultivators around him.

"Hehe, fellow friends of the jianghu, I, your father, love making friends the most. These spirit stones were plundered from the Xuedao Sect. I hope you can hold onto them for me. After all, I only have two thousand five hundred Yuanyang coins on me!"

Whoosh.

Having said that, he darted into the crowd at the first opportunity.

This scene caused the jianghu scattered cultivators who had been preparing to strike at him to exchange glances, looking at each other, a glint of gloom flashing in their eyes.

"Hey, buddy, what's going on here?"

A young man immediately ran up to a stall vendor on the side, pulled out a handful of copper coins and handed them over, then quietly asked.

Huh?

The stall vendor was an old man. Although he was just a stall-keeper, he actually possessed the cultivation of early Profound rank. So upon seeing someone inquire, he immediately raised his head and shook his head with a blank look.

"Don't know!"

"Are you a pig, you bastard?"

"Get lost, you're the pig here, your whole family are pigs!"

"Damn, I was just asking a single question, is there a need to curse people?"

"Who's cursing you? You damned bastard."

"Damn, you're the bastard, so what if I curse you?"

……

In the blink of an eye, the battle between the two erupted, and both sides' angry rebukes instantly spread throughout the entire street.

Huh?

Watching the sudden situation before his eyes, the corner of Ximen Wudi's mouth immediately curved into a wicked arc.

He hadn't expected to run into such a bunch of idiots under these circumstances.

"Senior brother, what do we do now?"

At this moment, the Xuedao Sect Sect Master immediately turned and asked the middle-aged man beside him.

This……

The middle-aged man couldn't help but slightly furrow his brows, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

Because at this very moment, he felt the surrounding air seemed somewhat oppressive, and even his body seemed somewhat stiff.

"What do you want?"

After pondering for a while, the middle-aged man finally asked Ximen Wudi.

Huh?

That easy?

"My goal is very simple—to wipe out the Xuedao Sect!"

Ximen Wudi smiled calmly and spoke at the first opportunity.

What?

This……

He's gone mad!

This kid must have gone mad—otherwise, how could he dare to utter such arrogant and domineering words?

"Heh, do you think you have that qualification?"

The middle-aged man immediately sneered disdainfully at Ximen Wudi, a thick look of contempt surfacing on his face.

This……

Ximen Wudi couldn't help but be slightly stunned, secretly thinking to himself that things were not looking good.

It seemed that the only person in this world who truly possessed such qualification was his father, Zhao Tianlong!

Could his own guess have been wrong?

"Hehe, you don't believe it? Then we can try."

Ximen Wudi's face grew much gloomier, and he said to the middle-aged man with utter contempt.

What do you mean, try?

I, a dignified Profound-rank ancient martial arts expert, am I supposed to be afraid of a little brat whose fuzz hasn't even grown in yet?

977 will annihilate the Xuedao Sect.

"Hmph, this old man agrees, but you must agree to one condition of mine — you are not to lay a hand on the Xuedao Sect."

The next second, the middle-aged man immediately spoke to Ximen Wudi in a decisive, resolute tone.

Gah!

He agreed?

Isn't that a little too easy?

"Fine, no problem. Out with it — what do you want me to do?"

Ximen Wudi agreed on the spot without hesitation, then asked the follow-up question.

"Help us take revenge. Wipe out the Xuedao Sect."

The middle-aged man clenched his teeth, then immediately spoke up.

Eh?

That's simple!

But upon hearing those words, Ximen Wudi couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, and a solemn expression immediately crept onto his face.

"Then how do you plan to take revenge? Don't forget — the Xuedao Sect has the mysterious organization Xuedao Sect behind it."

He did not agree right away, but raised an eyebrow slightly and asked.

"You just go ahead and strike. You don't need to worry about the rest. Also, this storage bag contains enough resources for you to spend quite some time."

The middle-aged man did not discuss any specific plan with him, and instead spoke up to him.

"Alright then, I can agree. But before I leave, you must leave that spiritual medicine here for me. Otherwise, tonight I wouldn't mind causing a huge scene."

Ximen Wudi hesitated briefly, then slowly opened his mouth and spoke to the middle-aged man with a hint of threat.

"Fine!"

"Then that's settled. We're off!"

Boom!

While speaking, he suddenly threw a punch at the middle-aged man's chest, sending him flying.

And he also took the opportunity to kick the youth square in the crotch, knocking him to the ground where he clutched his belly and wailed without end.

This...

In just a single exchange, an ordinary mundane-realm ancient martial artist had been taken down in one move — instantly killed in a single strike, no less.