mijobooks Chapter 1965: Locked in Conflict with Her
Chapter 1965: Locked in Conflict with Her
Once Luo Yang clashes with the people of Eight Immortals Hall, Hua XiYi will find it difficult to manage.Helping Luo Yang would be tantamount to betraying Jiuyang Hall.
Helping Eight Immortals Hall would be akin to killing a benefactor.
No matter who it happens to, it’s not something anyone would enjoy.
Luo Yang was well aware of this point, and he stepped forward, gently holding Hua XiYi’s fragrant shoulder, smiling lightly and said, "Sister Hua, I will come back. If you go, it will only make me worry and distract my mind."
Saying such words in front of Aunt Thirteen, Hua XiYi blushed slightly, shyly and charmingly said, "Haha! Is Baby’s skill inferior to yours?"
Speaking of fighting, currently, Hua XiYi is not inferior to Luo Yang.
"Sister Hua, I’m speaking candidly with you."
As he spoke, Luo Yang leaned his mouth close, lightly biting her ear and whispered, "When I return, you have to help me find a car to go back, only then can I smoothly return home. Understand? I’m not asking you to sit here and wait for me."
Upon hearing this, Hua XiYi turned her eyes slightly, obviously agreeing with Luo Yang’s words.
After Luo Yang had finished meeting Hong Jiaxin, he wanted to go home; guessing Eight Immortals Hall would still make things difficult for him.
Thus, Hua XiYi needed to arrange the transportation beforehand, so he could retreat smoothly.
Seeing her remain silent, Luo Yang held her delicate hands, repeatedly persuading, "Sister Hua, whether I can leave depends on you. Are you willing to lend me a helping hand?"
Hua XiYi recalled Luo Yang’s kindness to her, her eyes slightly reddened, nodding, "Haha, you promised Baby to come back alive!"
This time, it’s likely a one-way trip for the brave.
To reassure Hua XiYi, Luo Yang had no choice but to agree, "Sister Hua, I promise you!"
Shaking hands in farewell, he considered it might be the last time speaking to her in this life.
Hua XiYi slightly nodded, but her eyes kept gazing at him.
Say goodbye to Hua XiYi, then left the room with Aunt Thirteen.
In the corridor, Luo Yang whispered, "How do you plan to tell them?"
He guessed the people from Eight Immortals Hall had already filled the hotel inside and out.
Aunt Thirteen replied calmly, "Grandma Gu will handle it, no need to ask more!"
It seemed she was in a rather bad mood.
Taking the elevator down to the first floor, walking out of the hotel door, standing on that red carpet, Aunt Thirteen glanced around and nodded to the air.
This signified that the people from Eight Immortals Hall were around.
Still worried the Eight Immortals Hall people might surround them, but until they got into the car, there was no movement.
Luo Yang sat in the passenger seat with Aunt Thirteen driving.
"Are you sure about going to Eight Immortals Hall?"
Before starting the car, Aunt Thirteen asked again.
Luo Yang was determined to seek revenge on Wang Weiye, his expression resolute, "Yes!"
So Aunt Thirteen drove towards Baxiantang Headquarters.
Just as the car left the parking lot, several suspicious cars were seen following behind.
"Aunt Thirteen, can you shake them off?" Luo Yang asked, looking in the rearview mirror.
He knew that wanting to quietly head to Eight Immortals Hall was tougher than reaching the skies.
However, he didn’t want Eight Immortals Hall to immediately see he was heading to their headquarters.
Soon he would face too many foes, might not endure until Hong Jiaxin comes out to meet him.
Aunt Thirteen said coldly, "You want to go to Eight Immortals Hall yet still fear? If you fear, don’t go!"
When the car turned, those suspicious cars also turned.
This confirmed the people from Eight Immortals Hall were following behind.
Once arriving at Baxiantang Headquarters, feared what would face was one or two hundred people besieging.
Such a scene, if it were ordinary thugs, wouldn’t be a concern.
Unfortunately, this time he would face no ordinary fighters.
Thoughts flashed across his mind, Luo Yang asked Blood Devil in his heart, "Miss Mo Ye, when you come out to fight, how confident are you of victory?"
Relying solely on Shadow Fist to settle Eight Immortals Hall was wishful thinking.
Shadow Fist was only extremely effective against Henglian Kung Fu, but of no use against Techniques.
Blood Devil said coldly, "If I help you, none of them would likely survive!"
Hearing such confident words, Luo Yang’s mood lifted immediately.
"Miss Mo Ye, don’t boast, don’t ruin my serious affairs." Luo Yang sneered.
"Believe it or not!" Mo Ye snorted coldly.
Luo Yang’s relationship with Blood Devil was very delicate.
Without Blood Devil, couldn’t use Flying Sword Technique.
Without Luo Yang, Blood Devil would be without a host.
They were in a mutual dependency relationship, for now, losing either party would be troublesome for the other.
It’s just that Luo Yang promised to help Blood Devil find another Blood Devil, which was also quite difficult.
If helped, once found another Blood Devil, Mo Ye and Gan Jiang might leave Luo Yang.
If not helped, it would be breaking the promise, and Mo Ye would seek Luo Yang for payback.
These bothersome matters, Luo Yang didn’t have the time to ponder much.
He only wanted to know what kind of formidable forces Eight Immortals Hall had.
The saying goes: Know yourself and your enemy, you’ll win every battle.
Luo Yang’s understanding of Eight Immortals Hall merely stayed at the level of Zhang Jing and Master Hua.
Back in Hongyun Brigade, he had fought Zhang Jing, discovering her martial arts weren’t tremendously high.
But her Techniques were quite impressive.
Moreover, Shi Sheng Palace and Eight Immortals Hall entered into a deal, besides, both were originally allies.
In other words, Aunt Thirteen should be relatively familiar with Eight Immortals Hall.
Luo Yang turned his head to glance at Aunt Thirteen, who was focused on driving, gave a light cough, and only after she glanced over did he calmly said, "Aunt Thirteen, I want to ask you something."
She didn’t respond, indicating her mind was somewhat agitated.
If not taking Luo Yang to Eight Immortals Hall, once The Tenth Mu Tan erupted, Shi Sheng Palace indeed couldn’t withstand it.
Currently on the way to Eight Immortals Hall, she still had to think of a way to explain this matter.
Otherwise, she would be considered an enemy of Eight Immortals Hall.
She didn’t object, so Luo Yang took that as silent permission and said bluntly, "Aunt Thirteen, is the boss at Eight Immortals Hall the strongest?"
At the time of visiting Baxiantang Headquarters, Luo Yang hadn’t seen the boss of Eight Immortals Hall.
He only saw the boss’s son, Wang Weiye.
Aunt Thirteen’s mouth curved upwards slowly, sneering, "Kid, getting scared? Better heed Grandma Gu’s advice and go home first. Don’t stir up trouble."
If there was definite confidence to dissolve the Soul Dispersing Pill’s poison, Luo Yang would go back first, wait until detoxified, then enlist The Tenth Mu Tan, or even Skull Fortress’s forces, and then head to Baxiantang Headquarters wouldn’t be too late.
The issue was, so far, nobody had mentioned that there was an antidote for Soul Dispersing Pill.
If revenge wasn’t pursued now, later there might not be another opportunity.
Luo Yang sneered, "Aunt Thirteen, who in Eight Immortals Hall is the strongest?"
Seeing him persist with digging into the matter, Aunt Thirteen said impatiently, "Kid, Grandma Gu isn’t a member of Eight Immortals Hall, how would she know?"
Her words had some logic.
But even if she wasn’t fully aware, she should have at least an 80% understanding.
"Aunt Thirteen, considering I’ve spared Shi Sheng Palace’s lives, tell me what you know." Luo Yang said calmly.
These words carried a hint of threat.
Listening to this, Aunt Thirteen felt a fire of anger, glaring, "Kid, even if Grandma Gu refuses to speak, what can you do to her?!"
The two were at a stalemate.