Chapter 60: Elder Feng’s Regret.
Whoosh!
Jun Wu and Mei Ling appeared in front of the black pagoda. Their clothes torn, their hair disheveled, and they were covered in bruises and injuries.
Especially Mei Ling, the deep gash on her waist showed how precarious her situation was.
"Finally!" Jun Wu muttered, inhaling the free air.
Standing beside him, Mei Ling stared coldly into the distance, but if looked carefully, one could see the corner of her lips twitching.
Inwardly, she was thankful and happy that they survived the ordeal. When she faced the Twin Fury Lion, she had already given up, waiting for death.
But luck was on her side. She survived by falling into the small room.
From the corner of her eyes, she looked at Jun Wu and various complicated thoughts flashed through her eyes.
If not for their precarious situation, she wouldn’t have batted an eye at him. She was cold and aloof, believing no one could compare to her.
Besides, her cultivation technique made it impossible to express her emotions like ordinary people.
"I’m Jun Wu."
Just then, Jun introduced himself and turned to look at her. Although both had escaped from the terrifying maze, they barely spoke a word.
"You’re from the Jun clan?" Mei Ling asked, visibly shocked.
"Yes..." Jun Wu nodded.
Although he was going to settle a lot of scores with his clan, he was still a Jun.
Mei Ling regained her aloof expression and replied, "Mei Ling."
Even with all the bruises and injuries, her beauty was still enough to captivate any man’s heart.
"Are you interested in the journal secret?" he asked.
Since both of them found the journal together, it would be selfish and unwise to try to hoard it all for himself.
Besides, he might have risked making Mei Ling furious and jealous.
"Yes." She nodded without change in her expression.
Who wouldn’t be interested to find out what really happened to those in the past?
There were many scholars in the academy studying the ruin’s history, and there were many speculations.
This was a chance she couldn’t miss for anything.
"Alright. I’ll send you a copy of the map..." He paused. "I believe you know how serious and dangerous this is, and you would not let the secret out."
"Do you take me for a fool?" she snorted and left.
Jun Wu looked at her departing back, shaking his head, and followed.
Coming out of the estate, the street was strangely quiet, but they noticed the thick stench of blood in the air was a lot stronger.
’What happened?’ they both thought inwardly.
Without speaking, the two left with large strides in tacit understanding.
Jun Wu increased his speed, his mind was on the mural he hid in one of the crumbling buildings.
With everything he learned from the labyrinth, he was no longer interested in exploring the ruins.
Suddenly, he heard a voice coming from the distance inside a five-story building.
Listening to the voice, Jun Wu increased his pace. He wanted to find out what really happened in his absence.
A few meters from the five-story building, a group walked out.
Each breathing in relief, while still wearing the horrified expression of what happened.
Among them was a man garbed in long blue and black with the insignia of the Array Formation Association.
"Elder Feng...!" Jun Wu said, his voice filled with disbelief.
"Ahaha. Heaven is on our side." Elder Feng grinned evilly when he saw him.
"So, you’re Jun Wu..." A young man in his mid-twenties said, staring at Jun Wu with animosity.
Jun Wu creased his brow. Apart from Elder Feng, he did not know them.
Thus, he couldn’t understand why they were hostile.
He was Liang Jie.
The first son of the Silver Star City Lord. He had heard a lot about Jun Wu and how he did not respect his father.
He was a Peak Stage Second Rated Martial Artist. Although he could not compare to those that came from powerful clans like the Jun’s and Gong clan,
He was still powerful in his own right.
And now, he would make this trash know his place.
He might be a talented Array Formation master.
So what?
In this world, strength is supreme. Anything else is subsidiary.
Liang Jie stepped forward and looked at Jun Wu with a sneer.
"Jun Wu, this is the ruin, and your clan wouldn’t be able to save you from our hands."
Behind him, Elder Feng and the others also grinned evilly.
Many had been envious of the lifestyles of the aristocratic clans, but there was nothing they could do about it.
But now, against such trash, they would have the chance to vent their anger.
As for his array formation, that meant nothing.
Would they give him the chance to set up an array formation?
The answer was no.
Jun Wu looked at the group as if they were stupid.
He was High Stage Second Rated Martial, while the strongest among them was only at the Peak Stage of Second Rated Martial Artist.
What gave them the confidence they could defeat him?
"Who are you?" He looked at Liang Jie before turning to look at Elder Feng.
"Elder Feng, I have no enmity with you. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"What do you mean you have no enmity with me? Because of you, I’ve lost my fame and prestige in the city. Now, no one wants to associate with me. For this, you must pay with your life," Elder Feng retorted in anger.
After leaving the ruin, he knew he couldn’t return to Mystic City.
His life was already over after they failed to support him and others in setting up the array formation.
And this was the reason he aligned himself with the Young Master of Silver Star City.
Liang Jie looked at Jun Wu with disdain. "I’m the first son of the Silver Star City Lord. Today, I’m going to put you in your place."
Instantly, Jun Wu realized what was going on. Slowly, his expression turned cold.
He had already added the Liang clan into his kill list, and now, their first son had delivered his head on a platter of gold.
How could he not take it?
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Four wind blades appeared out of thin air, striking Liang Jie and his men.
What!
They widened their eyes in disbelief.
Ahhhh! Ahhhh!
Liang Jie fell to the ground, holding his chest, blood spurting out of his mouth.
How could this be?
How did he attack them?
Looking at Jun Wu, the others froze, their lips trembling in panic.
Elder Feng shuddered. He stared at Jun Wu as if he was looking at a monster.
’Why is it that every time I go against him, nothing goes in my favor?’ he cried in his heart.