Nann Yu heard the words, stepped forward, and looked at the youth in front of him. As a few more torches were lit, he could now clearly see the young man’s face, provocative, mocking, disdainful—yet not the least bit scared.
"Monarch, this kid is very cunning; there must be so trickery," a guard imdiately spoke up, taking a step forward, but Nann Yu raised his hand, stopping his people from following.
Nann Yu knew all too well that the other party was deceitful; the youth’s gaze had never hidden anything—his provocation was blatant.
"Monarch—" Seeing that Nann Yu continued to move forward, the guard couldn’t help but speak again, but Nann Yu seed not to hear, heading straight towards Yin He.
The youth remained still, rely glancing at the oppressive crowd behind Nann Yu before looking at him again.
"Everyone, stand back." Nann Yu understood the youth’s intention and spoke slowly.
The guards all looked at Nann Yu with shock. How could this be? This kid was up to no good, and even Miss Xing Yu wasn’t an ordinary person; naturally, they could not let the Monarch face danger alone.
The lead guard decisively looked at his subordinates the next mont; the guards still looked pleadingly at their leader—chief, please say sothing quickly, don’t let the Monarch be fooled by this kid.
Yet the lead guard signaled for his n to stay calm and not make any rash moves. These days, they were all too aware of the youth’s situation: seriously injured, the chances of him harming their Monarch were slim, and besides, the spell had already taken effect; escape was impossible.
Seeing this, the guards reluctantly stepped back, retreating a few ters and even being obscured by the dense bushes.
Xing Yu looked at Yin He nervously. What plan? She didn’t understand. Should she prepare sothing?
Yin He rely looked at Nann Yu. He hadn’t expected the man to actually let his people back away—indeed, how gullible.
"Alright, you may speak now." Nann Yu glanced at Xing Yu, intending to have her retreat as well, thinking that if anything were to happen, he could unleash his fighting skills. But then he reconsidered; the provocation was raw, and it seed clear that the youth felt differently about Xing Yu.
"Whether the spells of Ghoul Ravine are from Nann State or not, I don’t know," the youth said with a faint smile, while the torch in Nann Yu’s hand flickered. "However, one thing is certain, the item I contacted in the Sword Tree Forest should be of more help to you."
Nann Yu hadn’t expected Yin He to actually speak, and the news he shared didn’t seem to be false.
"The spells I cultivate, in the end, are not those of Ghoul Ravine, but what I realized within the Sword Tree Forest, look..." The youth slowly extended his hand, a faint brown mist at his fingertips, ready to extinguish at any mont.
Nann Yu didn’t speak; he didn’t understand these matters and couldn’t tell whether Yin He was telling the truth or not.
"You think I will believe you?" Nann Yu spoke coldly, suspecting that the youth’s purpose might be to lure them into the Sword Tree Hell.
But what Yin He said was true. Although several ters away, the anxious guard listened intently, dying to rush forward and tell his monarch that it was true, and the youth had held nothing back.
The movent caught Nann Yu’s eyes naturally, and he looked at the youth with so suspicion.
"So, you want to use this secret in exchange for letting you go?" Nann Yu asked.
"Exactly." Yin He nodded obediently, his deanor like that of an innocent child.
"Monarch of Nann State, Yin He isn’t lying to you; he indeed stayed in the Sword Tree Forest, and it was Master Huo Yi who brought him out," Xing Yu finally spoke, understanding Yin He’s plan at that mont.
Indeed, how hadn’t she thought of it? Using this secret in exchange for their departure from here—Nann Yu would surely agree for the sake of the people of Nann State.
"That thing has been growing in the Sword Tree Forest to the size of a rabbit before it reached three or four years old. With so many years passed by now, it should be even bigger," Yin He said slowly.
Nann Yu fell silent; he hadn’t said what it was, but Yin He took the initiative to tell him. If there was still doubt before, Nann Yu was now swayed.
The only information he had heard about it from his people were speculations from the experienced cultivators of Nann State. In the past, an ancestor of the Nann Royal Family had beco possessed and, at a critical mont, had sealed away a portion of his cultivated energy. The uncontrollable remainder had already caused such great harm. It was apparent that had that portion of energy not been promptly sealed, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
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