Chapter 865: I Have Nothing Left
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Were they like that? Obviously not!
‘You don’t have to hand it over. I don’t think you’ll give the Spirit Selection Art to anyone. You must have hidden it in an extremely secretive place. No one will be able to find it.”
She glanced at Qian Jiyun.
“Jiyun, don’t waste your breath on him. Just kill him. The Spirit Selection Art is probably impossible for others to find. There’s no point in asking him. We’re just making things hard for ourselves.”
They could simply kill him and pretend that it was an accident.
Moreover, they were in the Black Pact Forest! No one would know even if they killed Lord Bai Ze.
“Alright, step aside.”
Qian Jiyun nodded at her and took a step forward, really intending to kill him.
“What… What do you want?”
Lord Bai Ze was so shocked that he did not even stand up. He looked at Qian
Jiyun warily as he dragged his severely injured body backward on the ground.
“Qian Jiyun, don’t you dare! If you kill me, the people at Camp Bai Ze won’t let you off. My father won’t let you off either.”
He was genuinely afraid. He finally realized that Qian Jiyun really wanted to kill him. It had nothing to do with the Spirit Selection Art—he simply wanted to kill him.
“If I die, don’t even think about getting the Spirit Selection Art!”
“Who cares about the Spirit Selection Art?” An Jiuyue, who had retreated to the side, rolled her eyes at him.
Why would they need such an evil secret art? To start a fire with the book that recorded it? There were plenty of other things they could use to start a fire. They did not need paper.
“If we kill you, the Spirit Selection Art will disappear. We won’t hesitate to crush you into pieces!” she said.
“You… Both of you… Don’t come over.”
Lord Bai Ze was no longer in the mood to care about what An Jiuyue said. He only cared about staying alive. He did not care about the Spirit Selection Art as long as he could survive.
In his panic, he blurted out, “I… I’ll give you the Spirit Selection Art. As long as you don’t kill me, I’ll give it to you.”
Why would he want the Spirit Selection Art if he was about to die? Why would he want it if it could save his life?
An Jiuyue smiled coldly and said, “You already know the Spirit Selection Art. Do you think we’ll spare your life and let you continue harming those cubs? Therefore, you should disappear with the Spirit Selection Art.”
After she finished speaking, Qian Jiyun raised his hand and swung the long whip at his neck.
Lord Bai Ze rolled on the ground with difficulty, narrowly dodging Qian Jiyun’s fatal strike.
“Listen… Listen to me. I’ve read this secret art, but reading it is useless. The array formation inside is especially complicated. I didn’t understand it. I can’t even remember it. I’ll give you the Spirit Selection Art. Let me go.”
He rolled and crawled with all his might. Finally, he ran under a large tree, where he could no longer run. He looked at them pitifully. “Let me go. I have nothing left.”
An Jiuyue glanced at Qian Jiyun and raised her eyebrows.
“Should we let him off?”
Obtaining the Spirit Selection Art and destroying it personally would be ideal. It was far preferable to not knowing where the evil secret art was or when it would be discovered again..