1045: Chapter 1005: The Eve of the Decisive Battle 1045: Chapter 1005: The Eve of the Decisive Battle Ming Zongkai slumped to the ground, trembling uncontrollably as he looked at the crowd surrounding him.
“You…
What exactly do you want to do?”
He looked at everyone with terror.
“What do you think?
Your Ming family has caused us so much suffering, we certainly won’t let you off!”
“That’s right, aren’t you the precious young master of the Ming family?
Today we’ll start with you, let the Ming family also experience our ans!”
“So many of our Yu family have died, killing you will relieve our anger, you don’t mind, do you?”
The Yu family mbers were gradually closing in, at this mont, the only thing left in Ming Zongkai’s heart was fear.
“Everyone, please spare , I have no grudges against you, I’m innocent, I was dragged into this family feud, I’m not naturally combative!”
He began to cry bitterly.
Yu Qiming raised the chopping knife in his hand, ready to chop down towards his arm.
Seeing this, Ming Zongkai quickly turned to Lu Chuan, “Young Master Lu, please spare , I’m really not your enemy, please spare !”
He knew that all the power here was in Lu Chuan’s hands, if he could successfully plead with Lu Chuan, then he still had a chance to live.
“You’re not our enemy?
Can we believe that?”
Ming Zongkai quickly said, “I really am not, I’m innocent, please spare , I can be of help to you.”
“Help ?
Alright, I’ll ask you a question, do you know if anyone from the Blood Wail Sect has visited your Ming family recently?”
Ming Zongkai hesitated for a mont, then shook his head.
However, that mont of hesitation caught Lu Chuan’s sharp attention.
“Do you know the Blood Wail Sect?”
“This…
I guess I do.”
Ming Zongkai reluctantly nodded.
“If you don’t answer this question truthfully, your fate will only be death, and it will be a process of being slowly dismbered, an absolutely painful death, making you not want to endure another second.”
“I…
I don’t know.”
He nervously swallowed.
Lu Chuan walked forward, patted his head, and said, “You know it, just say it, after that, I might consider lessening your punishnt.”
“I really don’t know.”
Imdiately, everyone around began to shout.
“Kill this bastard!
Kill him!”
“Kill him!
Kill him!”
“Without killing this guy, it’s hard to quell the hatred in our hearts!”
The cheering crowd made Ming Zongkai even more afraid.
Lu Chuan looked at Yu Qiming and said, “Chop it off, this guy’s quite stubborn, there’s no value in keeping him.”
Just as Yu Qiming was about to swing the knife, Ming Zongkai suddenly shouted.
“That person from the Blood Wail Sect, his na is Wan Qingyuan, he is an elder-level mber of the Blood Wail Sect, his strength is in the Martial Saint Realm, he carries several Magic Artifacts, has a fierce and cold appearance, and his body is filled with a murderous aura.
The mont he arrived at our Ming family estate, he imdiately beca a distinguished guest, our Family Head has been discussing cooperation with him!”
“Now, are you satisfied?”
He looked at Lu Chuan.
“Wan Qingyuan?
Is he the one who captured Su eng of the Su family?”
“Yes, that’s him; when he was talking with my father, he ntioned this.
He beca extrely angry when he learned that you had released Su eng and insisted on coming here to kill you.”
“But, he couldn’t act alone, so he allied with us to deal with you!”
Ming Zongkai gasped heavily, “I’ve said everything, please spare , and also, don’t let them know it was I who said it, otherwise I will die a horrible death!”
His face was deathly pale, indeed, whether he talked or not, he was facing a brutal death.
But now that he had spoken, he might have a chance to cling to life for a while.
“Wan Qingyuan?
The na sounds fairly ordinary, nobody knows this devil.”
“Given this, it’s almost certain, your Ming family has cooperated with him.”
Lu Chuan looked at Yu Qiming and said, “Since he cooperated, spare him this ti, but so punishnt is still necessary, let’s take a pinky finger.”
Hearing this, Ming Zongkai imdiately panicked, “Young Master Lu, please don’t, I’ve been very cooperative, just let go!”
Lu Chuan smiled and said, “How could I possibly let you go, just stay here obediently.”
Then, Lu Chuan gave Yu Qiming a nod, then turned and left.
Yu Qiming, holding the chopping knife, walked forward.
“Ming Zongkai, if you want to bla soone, bla the mbers of your family for being too ruthless.
We’ve lost so many clan mbers; it’s only right that I take out my anger on you!”
After saying that, Yu Qiming swung the knife down.
Crack!!
…
Lu Chuan returned to his room, preparing to ditate and rest, gearing up for tomorrow’s battle.
Traveling around these past days had drained a lot of Lu Chuan’s energy; the battle was scheduled for tomorrow, he had to rest well today.
Lu Chuan had just returned to his room and sat on the bed preparing to ditate when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Who is it?”
“It’s , Jyang Ran.”
“Co in.”
Jyang Ran pushed the door and ca in, walking briskly toward Lu Chuan.
“Lu Chuan, the battle is starting tomorrow night, are you prepared?”
She looked at Lu Chuan and asked.
“Of course I’m prepared, the target is not you, you don’t need to worry, I take this fight seriously.”
“Really?
I see you being calm and collected, thought you didn’t care about this battle.”
“If it was just Ming Baixuan alone, naturally I wouldn’t be afraid; I can see through his little sches.
However, beside him, there is a Demonic Cultivator.
That’s making a bit anxious.”
“That Demonic Cultivator is an elder of the Blood Wail Sect, his strength is nothing ordinary, if he gives Ming Baixuan significant help, I might encounter so unexpected situations.”
“All in all, I need to be extra careful now.”
Jyang Ran nodded slightly, “Don’t worry, I will be observing secretly at the ti.
If anything happens to you, I’ll rescue you imdiately.”
“Hope so…
By the way, don’t you also have so connections with the Blood Wail Sect?”
“Just a little connection; I’ve visited their gathering place, just an old rundown sect.”
“The disciples of the Blood Wail Sect are very scattered, unlike disciples from other sects who converge on one mountain to dedicate themselves to cultivation; they are dispersed in the secular world.”
Lu Chuan continued looking at Jyang Ran and asked, “Do you know this Wan Qingyuan?”
“Wan Qingyuan?
I’ve heard the na, but whenever this na is brought up, people are terrified, seemingly very afraid of him.”
“In the past, when I interacted with mbers of the Blood Wail Sect, I occasionally heard about him; however, most people don’t have a good opinion of him.”
Lu Chuan frowned slightly, “I see, is that all you know about him?”
Jyang Ran nodded, “Yes, that’s all, is Wan Qingyuan here too?”
“Of course, he’s in Cloud Sea City, and he’s already gone to the Ming family!”
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