System's Super Sect-Chapter 579 - 576. Xia Jin passed away, Situ Xiuneng’s choice?
Even though it may cause more misunderstandings, there is no other choice.
The Xia Family has entrusted Xia Jin to him, and no matter what, he must ensure Xia Jin’s safety. Even if the incident was caused by Xia Jin, or even if Xia Jin deserved to die.
Honestly, if it weren’t for the possibility that Wen Ping might use the flying ship to hunt down Xia Jin, he would really like to see that flying ship.
Reportedly, it is faster than the Mountain Suppression Realm demons in the sky.
Moreover, before the Immortal Sect rose, no matter where he went, although the customs might differ, he ultimately needed the help of Wing Race demons to ascend to the heavens.
That’s why he is so curious about the flying ship.
Even if he hasn’t seen it personally, just the information provided makes him feel astonished.
Following the steps of predecessors to become strong is not unusual.
Obtaining ten Mountain Suppression Realm Wing Race demons is not unusual either. At most, it just indicates power.
Creation, however, is the greatest.
This shows that the Immortal Sect is indeed a very capable sect.
He believes that if time and opportunity are given to the Immortal Sect, Wen Ping could definitely lead it to become a new Four-star Giant Influence at Heaven and Earth Lake.
It won’t take much time, certainly without needing the Hundred Sects Alliance’s intervention; local forces at Bright Mirror Lake would willingly offer it up.
Of course, this is all conjecture for later.
Following this, under Situ Xiuneng’s perception ripple, the originally quietly standing six Heavenly Horses on the street suddenly moved, shedding their restraints, leaping up, creating arcs of white like moonlight, and then stood on the rooftops of surrounding buildings.
They raised their heads, closely following Yun Lan Mountain’s sky in response to Situ Xiuneng’s perception, waiting for the flying ship to appear.
However, the flying ship expected to pursue Xia Jin immediately did not appear; instead, a white light flew back from the horizon.
In the dark night, it traced a conspicuous streak of light, returning to stand by Wen Ping like a guardian, releasing its sharp, uniquely flying sword’s Sword Intent.
Seeing this, despite showing a doubtful expression, Situ Xiuneng wasn’t particularly alarmed and, seeing the flying ship was delayed, he said, "Sect Leader Wen, I understand your concerns. I’m willing to remind one last time: the power behind Xia Jin, even the Dragon God Sect can’t provoke; let’s end this matter here..."
Situ Xiuneng didn’t know what the white light was, but Long Ke, who saw this scene, understood.
With the flying sword released, Xia Jin should be utterly dead.
Sure enough, the moment the flying sword was put away in the storage ring, Wen Ping said, "Although I like White Crystal, I prefer to earn it myself. I’ve left you the Mountain Suppression Middle Realm guy. As for Xia Jin and the demon Black Pattern, they are already dead under my sword."
The expression on Situ Xiuneng’s face froze suddenly, like fish head soup left out overnight in winter, still immersed in last night’s cold snap.
After a while, he managed a smile.
"Sect Leader Wen, are you joking?"
Wen Ping seriously replied, "I’m not."
This statement made Situ Xiuneng suddenly dazed.
The scene of the flying sword coming and going entered his mind unconsciously.
At this point, he finally understood that the flying sword released was indeed Wen Ping’s means - and it was used without opening the Meridian Gate.
Even though this swordsmanship sounds incredible.
He couldn’t believe Wen Ping was joking!
"You..."
Situ Xiuneng was both angry and sad inside, temporarily speechless.
Long Ke, standing nearby, also recalled that night.
The night Wen Ping first cultivated the flying sword—when it flew dozens of miles, astonishing everyone.
Now thinking about Xia Jin’s death, it seemed like fate indeed.
Saved by Black Pattern, no matter who he encountered, even a Half-Step Earth Unrestricted Expert, without the help of Wing Race demons, couldn’t capture Xia Jin.
Yet, fate brought him to meet Wen Ping.
To encounter Wen Ping, who had just recently practiced the flying sword.
Then, Long Ke turned his gaze towards Situ Xiuneng, saying, "Sect Leader, leave him to me."
Why say so?
Because Xia Jin is dead, negotiations would likely fail and Situ Xiuneng would certainly become the enemy.
For enemies, it’s best to kill them in the cradle, not when they are fully prepared.
Wen Ping understood Long Ke’s intent but shook his head, saying, "Elder Zhao, don’t be hasty yet."
Every piece of land and wood of the Immortal Sect has been systematically transformed; even dual defenses won’t allow Situ Xiuneng to break much.
But Cangwu City is different.
Starting a war now would cause collateral damage to Cangwu City.
Moreover, Wen Ping wanted to see Situ Xiuneng’s attitude right now.
"This time, I mustn’t lose..." Long Ke saw Wen Ping’s firm gaze, glanced at Cangwu City behind her, and had no choice but to slowly retract her Meridian Gate.
After retracting the Meridian Gate, Long Ke felt somewhat lost.
Because this battle, she seemed unable to prove herself useful.
The only task Wen Ping entrusted her with she had messed up.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere amongst everyone suddenly became different.
The night winds continually swept through the forest, creating a rustling sound.
On the edge of the city, the hissing sound of burning torches resonated with the wind, echoing in everyone’s ears.
The Hundred Sects Alliance people didn’t move, nor did they put away their Meridian Gates. Standing afar to observe, Murong Qing and others glanced at the Immortal Sect people, and then at Situ Xiuneng and others, without saying a word, their palms unknowingly drenched in sweat.
At this moment, an aura rapidly swept through the forest.
Situ Xiuneng and the others immediately directed their attention toward it.
As expected, Lu Ming rushed out. As he emerged from the dense forest, his steps gradually slowed, like a carriage suddenly deprived of horses, heading towards a stop. Yet, no one paid much attention to him, but instead, they focused on Xia Jin lying on his back.
Under the dim torchlight, Xia Jin’s life force was completely gone!
Despite already expecting that Wen Ping wouldn’t be joking, seeing this scene truly made Situ Xiuneng’s heart skip a beat, and his hands inside his sleeves started trembling involuntarily.
Whether due to anger.
Or trying to control his anger.
Lu Ming’s sorrowful and low voice penetrated into Situ Xiuneng’s ears, "Sir... Lu Ming has failed to fulfill your instructions."
Situ Xiuneng didn’t place Xia Jin down but slowly walked into the bright torchlight, carrying Xia Jin under everyone’s gaze.
Luan Yue, Bainian Xiang, and others stared at Xia Jin in disbelief, instinctively swallowing.
Before, even in dreams, they couldn’t imagine Xia Jin dying.
Now, Xia Jin lay dead before them.
Then, they unanimously stepped back; with Xia Jin dead, a battle was likely to ensue, and given their current strength, retreating far away was the safest.
At this time, Wen Ping, standing not far from Situ Xiuneng, appeared calm, akin to deep pool water that defies understanding, but in reality, he was quite anxious inside.
What would Situ Xiuneng do?
This answer greatly concerned him.
After a while, Situ Xiuneng finally spoke and said to Lu Ming, "It’s beyond your control, not your fault. Xia Jin’s death, I’ll personally explain to his father... You should first lead everyone back to the Inn."
