Immortal God of War-Chapter 692 - 659 Giving You This Favor_1

Gazing at the churning waves, Qin Feiyang and the others were somewhat flabbergasted.

They had anticipated that the two blonde youths would shamelessly beg for their lives. However, they didn’t expect them to simply jump off without hesitation.

Ling Yu chuckled. "Their current actions are quite admirable."

"They have no choice. Having lost everything, the only thing they had left was their last shred of dignity," Tan Wu sighed.

The Wolf King turned to look at him, perplexed. "You said earlier you stopped them for Xiao Qinzi?"

"Yes." Tan Wu nodded, turning to Qin Feiyang. "From this moment on, we owe each other nothing."

Qin Feiyang grinned. "We’re all family. Aren’t you being a bit too courteous?"

"Family?" Lu Xingchen and the others were taken aback.

What was going on? Weren’t these two enemies? When had they become so close?

Tan Wu scratched his head, looking equally perplexed.

Only Fatty and the Wolf King knew that Qin Feiyang hadn’t given up on the idea of bringing Tan Wu to his side.

Qin Feiyang laughed. "Don’t understand? Let me explain: as long as you agree to join us, we’re family."

Tan Wu’s expression darkened considerably, and he retorted angrily, "Don’t even think about it!"

Qin Feiyang replied, "I don’t want to, either! But I like you too much—I can’t help myself!"

"Yuck, that’s so gross!" Goosebumps rose on everyone’s skin.

Why couldn’t this bastard speak seriously? A man telling another man that he ’likes’ him, even claiming he can’t control it—wasn’t that just perverted?

At the same time, Tan Wu also looked warily at Qin Feiyang, his hands protectively covering his chest, looking visibly alarmed. Clearly, he had misunderstood, thinking that Qin Feiyang had some strange fetish.

"Ahem!" Ren Wushuang glanced at Tan Wu and coughed. "Feiyang, be mindful of what you say."

"Uh!" Qin Feiyang was taken aback. He looked helplessly at Tan Wu and clarified, "Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m only interested in your talent and abilities, not in you personally."

"Phew!" Tan Wu visibly relaxed and shook his head. "That’s absolutely impossible."

Qin Feiyang asked, "What if I told you I could help you unlock the Door of Potential?"

Tan Wu’s eyes flickered. Such a temptation—who wouldn’t be moved?

However, the thought of becoming Qin Feiyang’s subordinate for life was unbearable; he couldn’t swallow his pride.

In the end, he shook his head. "Sorry, even though I’m eager to unlock the Door of Potential, I value my freedom more."

Qin Feiyang couldn’t help but frown. This man was extremely stubborn.

Seeing Qin Feiyang’s expression, a sense of unease crept over Tan Wu. He cupped his fists and said, "I’ve repaid my debt. The rest is no concern of mine. Farewell!"

Discretion is the better part of valor.

However, at that precise moment, the Wolf King blocked his path, grinning evilly. "Leaving won’t be that easy."

Fatty also stood behind Tan Wu, grinning slyly.

Tan Wu’s face darkened. Of everyone present, he feared only the Wolf King. Because the Wolf King’s Battle Soul was truly terrifying!

Qin Feiyang watched Tan Wu’s wavering gaze, finally telling the Wolf King and Fatty, "Let him go."

"Huh?" The man and wolf looked puzzled. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Tan Wu also looked surprised.

Qin Feiyang smiled. "I believe, one day you will come to me, and I’ll always welcome you."

"That will never happen," Tan Wu responded decisively.

Qin Feiyang smiled. "Then let’s just wait and see."

Tan Wu gave Qin Feiyang a long look before walking directly to the altar and quickly activating it.

As if suddenly remembering something, Qin Feiyang asked via voice transmission, "Tan Wu, I have a question for you. Does your Gravity Field affect everyone?"

"Yes, it affects everyone, but it also depends on the opponent’s cultivation level," Tan Wu explained via voice transmission. "If the opponent’s cultivation level is the same as mine, it can suppress half of their speed. But if their cultivation level is one minor realm higher than mine, then it can only suppress one-third of their speed. If their cultivation level is two minor realms above mine, it would still have some suppressing effect, but it wouldn’t be significant."

Qin Feiyang chuckled. "That’s already very powerful."

When experts clashed, speed was a key factor in determining the outcome. Even a slight advantage in speed could potentially turn the tables.

"Is there anything else?" Tan Wu asked. "If not, I’ll leave you with a piece of advice."

"Go on," Qin Feiyang said.

Tan Wu advised, "You’ve killed everyone from my Crane Province. Once the major powers find out, they’ll surely come looking for trouble for you. You’d best be careful."

With that said, Tan Wu jumped onto the altar and quickly disappeared from everyone’s sight.

"Cause trouble for me..." Qin Feiyang murmured, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smile.

Fatty frowned, questioning via voice transmission, "Boss, didn’t you want to recruit him? Why did you let him go?"

"Well, let me ask you this: if it were you, and someone offered to help you open the Door of Potential, would you refuse? I want the truth," Qin Feiyang inquired inwardly.

"No," Fatty shook his head.

"But he refused. What does that mean? It means his will is firm, and he isn’t swayed by external temptations. And such a person, once they choose to follow someone, will remain unwaveringly loyal. They will never betray them. Therefore, you can’t use forceful methods to deal with him," Qin Feiyang chuckled as he explained via voice transmission.

"I see." Fatty suddenly understood. He smirked and said, "Boss, don’t worry, Master Fatty will absolutely not betray you."

"Cut it out. If it weren’t for the Potential Elixir and my status, you might have taken off long ago," Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes at him.

Fatty’s expression changed. He said angrily, "Damn it! After going through life and death with you for so long, you still don’t trust Master Fatty? That hurts!"

"Then go on and be heartbroken!" Qin Feiyang glanced dismissively at Fatty, then lowered his head to look at Wan Chou and the other three.

This damn Fatty. Sometimes he was a little too clever, but when he was dumb, he was exasperatingly so. Couldn’t he tell I was just kidding? He actually took it seriously?

At this moment, the four of them had already shaken off the illusion, but they hadn’t come ashore. They stood on the small boat, looking up at Qin Feiyang and his group.

The Wolf King sneered, "They’re clearly afraid we’ll attack them, so they plan to go ashore only after we’ve left."

"Will that help them?" Qin Feiyang smiled coldly.

"Indeed, it’s useless," the Wolf King said. He waved his claw, and a dazzling surge of Battle Intent roared toward Wan Chou and his group.

"Damn it!" Wan Chou’s face instantly turned gloomy. "They really haven’t forgotten about us!"

Feng Wuxie shouted, "Enough nonsense! Get ashore, quickly!"

Remaining in the Bitter Sea meant certain death. However, if they made it ashore, there might be a glimmer of hope.

The four immediately steered the small boat, charging towards the stone steps. The mere hundred-meter distance was naturally nothing to them. They quickly reached the shore and stepped onto the first stone step.

At the same time, the Battle Intent swooped down and thundered into the Sea of Blood. Instantly, waves of blood tens of meters high surged toward the four of them!

Seeing this, the four hurriedly increased their speed, rushing up the stone steps.

BOOM!

CRASH!

The waves of blood surged, fiercely slapping against the stone steps with a deafening sound.

Having escaped the immediate danger, the four stood on a higher step, looking down at the massive waves below, their faces pale with lingering fear. If they hadn’t chosen to go ashore just now, they would have certainly been swallowed by the blood waves.

But the crisis wasn’t over! Qin Feiyang and the others were still watching them menacingly from above.

"What do we do?" the twin sisters looked helplessly at Feng Wuxie and Wan Chou.

But Feng Wuxie and Wan Chou were also at a loss.

At the edge of the square, Lu Xingchen watched Feng Wuxie’s group, a glint in his eyes. He sent a voice transmission: "Qin Feiyang, let them go!"

"Huh?" Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow.

Lu Xingchen transmitted, "Just do it as a favor to me."

Qin Feiyang pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Alright, I’ll grant you this favor. But I hope you can tell me the reason soon."

Lu Xingchen said, "When the time is right, I’ll tell you everything."

Qin Feiyang said no more. He turned to Ling Yu and his three companions, bowing with a smile. "Everyone, our cooperation along the way has been quite pleasant. When we reach the Imperial Capital, I hope we can continue to count on your assistance."

"Brother Qin, you’re too polite," Ling Yu chuckled. "We’re the ones who will need your support."

Qin Feiyang smiled and bowed. "Then, we’ll meet in the Imperial Capital."

"Alright," the four of them nodded.

"Let’s go!" Qin Feiyang called out and headed toward the altar leading to the Spirit State.

"Just leaving?" Dong Zhengyang was slightly stunned. He caught up with Qin Feiyang and asked, "Why aren’t you killing them?"

This was the best time to kill Wan Chou and his three companions. Once missed, there might never be such an opportunity again.

"Let’s deal with it after we get to the Imperial Capital!" Qin Feiyang smiled faintly.

Dong Zhengyang looked at Qin Feiyang suspiciously, completely unable to fathom what this fellow was thinking.

Walking up to the altar, Qin Feiyang raised his arm, about to reactivate the teleportation altar, but suddenly lowered his arm, frowning.

"What’s wrong?" Fatty and the others looked at him, puzzled.

Qin Feiyang said, "It seems I’ve forgotten something I needed to do."

"What is it?" the group asked, perplexed.

Qin Feiyang pondered for a moment, his brow gradually smoothing out. He smiled. "I remember now."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a continuous stream of crimson Sword Qi poured into the altar.

Soon, the altar bloomed with a dazzling light.

Qin Feiyang looked at Dong Zhengyang and the others, smiling. "Go on up!"

Everyone gave him a suspicious glance before jumping onto the altar one after another.

But as Dongfang Wuheng and Murong Xiong jumped onto the altar, Qin Feiyang suddenly reached out and pulled the two of them down forcefully, sending them tumbling to the ground in a disheveled state.

"Hmm?" This action immediately drew everyone’s attention.

The Wolf King and Lu Xingchen instantly remembered; indeed, there was one more thing left undone. A trace of mockery flickered in their eyes.

But Dongfang Wuheng and Murong Xiong were completely oblivious, merely thinking Qin Feiyang was displeased they had gone first.

The two hastily scrambled up, retreated to one side, and said with apologetic smiles, "Junior Brother Qin, our apologies. Please, you first."

Qin Feiyang crossed his arms over his chest and regarded the two with a playful look.

"Hmm?" A chill ran down their spines, and a sense of foreboding welled up in their hearts.

Qin Feiyang smiled and asked, "Don’t you find it strange?"

"What’s strange?" the two asked, confused.

Qin Feiyang’s lips curved slightly. "First, answer me a question: considering everything you’ve done on our journey, do you think you deserve to die?"

"Yes, yes, we do," the two nodded hurriedly.