CHAPTER 835: CHAPTER 835 ARRIVAL, JU DAN’S ANGER

"Yes, yes..."

Elder Feng lowered his head in shame, being forced back by a young man was truly humiliating.

But he quickly raised his head again and said, "Elder Ju, you know the horror of the Soldier Killing Array, we really..."

Pa, pa...

Before he could finish, Ju Dan swept before Elder Feng Le like a whirlwind, slapping them hard across their faces.

Elder Feng and Le fell to the ground, not even daring to breathe loudly.

"The Soldier Killing Array is powerful, but couldn’t you have acted sooner?"

"Why did you allow Sikong Jing to meet up with the Mercenary Group?"

Ju Dan’s spit sprayed all over the faces of Elder Feng Le, her cloudy old eyes filled with murderous intent.

"And that trash Hua Lidian, ended up with such a good daughter. I might tolerate them protecting Hua Lidian and let it go, but Hua Meixi also wants to protect that little bastard Sikong Jing, not a chance."

Ju Dan’s last words were almost shouted, her old fists clenched tightly.

Her daughter, Ren Dongmeng, died at the hands of Sikong Jing; she might let Hua Lidian go, but never Sikong Jing.

At this moment, Elder Le spoke again, "But Elder Ju, Sikong Jing contributed a powerful Soldier Killing Map, and Hua Meixi is the genius valued by the East Dominator Branch, this matter may be difficult to handle."

"The Ba Lie Venerable might not even interfere."

The middle-aged Venerable who came to the East Plain Northern Land before was called the Ba Lie Venerable, one of the most powerful venerables of the Overlord Commerce.

Though Ju Dan had made significant contributions, the Ba Lie Venerable had already given her considerable rewards, so how could he be expected to mind her matters constantly? Even if Ju Dan wanted to see him, it was extremely difficult.

The Supreme Judge of the East Plain Four Regions, in terms of status within the Overlord Commerce, was akin to a small village chief.

Ju Dan’s expression kept changing; this matter was indeed hard to manage.

If the East Dominator Branch insists on protecting Sikong Jing, she can only bite the bullet and request Ba Lie Venerable’s help, but if he ignores it, there’s absolutely no way.

"Grandmother, actually this matter is very simple."

At this moment, a young voice suddenly rung out, belonging to a genius from East Plain West Land.

This person was Ju Dan’s grandson, and shared her surname, named Ju Hua.

He was also the strongest genius in East Plain West Land, and Ju Hua said, "Didn’t Elder Feng Le say that Sikong Jing is a genius from East Plain Northern Land eligible for the quota battle? By then, I’ll kill him during the quota battle and avenge Aunt Dong Meng."

With these words, Ju Dan’s eyes lit up.

"That’s right, during the quota battle let Young Master Ju finish Sikong Jing, or capture him alive."

Elder Feng slapped his thigh frantically; they were almost driven mad earlier, forgetful of such a simple matter.

But they actually had reasons for forgetting...

Elder Le worried aloud, "My fear is that Sikong Jing might not participate in the quota battle."

Everyone’s gaze froze; knowing that enormous danger awaited, Sikong Jing might give up on the quota battle.

"That damned lunatic Tian Budian, why hasn’t he sent any messages lately?" Ju Dan couldn’t help but curse.

In fact, Tian Budian was being watched.

Elder Mo and others wouldn’t allow him to contact Ju Dan, and if there was contact, Ju Dan would naturally know whether Sikong Jing would come or not.

"Let’s wait. People from East Plain Northern Land will arrive soon. If Sikong Jing comes, we’ll skin him alive in the quota battle."

"If he doesn’t come, after the quota battle we’ll visit East Plain Northern Land and kill everyone connected to Sikong Jing. Doesn’t Hua Meixi want to protect him? We won’t kill him, just his family and friends."

"First, let him go crazy, let him be wild."

Ju Dan’s voice was eerie and terrifying.

Half a day later, the Divine Shuttle Craft from East Plain Northern Land, carrying Sikong Jing, slowly entered Minglong Village.

On the deck, Sikong Jing stood shoulder to shoulder with Gongyang Ying and Chou Zhan, observing everything below. Minglong Village was less like a mountain village and more like something larger and more expansive than Zhanwu City.

There were no surrounding walls, just a vast settlement, with a vague feeling of powerful forces guarding it.

This must be the grand array set by strongmen in the Holy Martial Stage, as Hua Lidian mentioned, to fend off terrifying demon beasts.

Large manor houses could be seen spreading orderly, along with streets, mountains, water, and multiple Divine Shuttle Crafts.

No rules existed here, nor laws...

Fists were everything; those with power could rule tyrannically, and clearly, no one dared touch Overlord Commerce. So, when their Divine Shuttle Craft entered, naturally, no one dared to stop it.

In an instant, they arrived above a vast manor.

The manor exuded ancient elegance, filled with palace-like structures, similar in style to the Batian Ancient Tower of East Plain Northern Land.

This was the Batian Manor, located behind bustling streets.

Soon, people from Overlord Commerce, riding demon beast mounts, came to greet them and guided the Divine Shuttle Craft from East Plain Northern Land to the docking area where it landed, and under the lead of Elder Mo, everyone formally stepped onto the land of Minglong Village.

The Martial Arts geniuses, full of curiosity, observed everything around them.

"Your lodgings are in the North Courtyard. Tonight, the Supreme Judge of East Plain, Lord Yao, will convene with you. Rest and wait." The Overlord Commerce member on a demon beast mount casually advised before departing.

Elder Mo said nothing more; having experienced the every-five-year quota battles often, they were well-acquainted.

Thus he led everyone toward the North Courtyard, but after only a few steps, he suddenly stopped, as around the corner emerged dozens of figures, led by an old woman in a blue robe.

"Ju Dan..." Upon seeing this person, Elder Mo, Lang Zhengzhi, and others exclaimed softly.

Hearing this, Sikong Jing slightly lifted his eyes and gave Ju Dan a glance.

In that instant, he could assess that she was no benevolent character, her gaze rife with terrifying killing intent, malevolence apparent.

But Sikong Jing soon smiled indifferently, expecting this.

Ju Dan stepped forward with her entourage, eyeing Elder Mo and said slowly, "Mo Ya, did that little bastard Sikong Jing come?"

She was direct, needing not to hide anything from people of East Plain Northern Land, exerting strong pressure.

Instinctively, everyone looked at Sikong Jing...

Hua Lidian’s eyes shone coldly, Gongyang Ying seemed worried, Lang Zhengzhi and others’ faces darkened, clearly recalling the image of being forced to kneel and apologize by Ju Dan, harboring ongoing hatred.

Martial Arts geniuses like Guo Zixia watched eagerly for a show.

As for Hua Meixi, her expression remained unchanged.

Meanwhile, all of Ju Dan’s entourage from East Plain West Land focused their gaze on Sikong Jing.

The next instant... boom!

A fierce aura exploded, Ju Dan stared intensely at Sikong Jing, suddenly smiling and saying, "So, you are Sikong Jing, still daring to attend the quota battle, you should know who I am, right?"

Sikong Jing, meeting her snake-like eyes, smiled and countered, "Do you want to know how Ren Dongmeng died?"