novelraw Chapter 1598 - 1596: Are You Serious?
Chapter 1598 - 1596: Are You Serious?
"A hundred meters further up is my Jinyu Hall. Rest for a while and then follow me up. Once inside, you can take a break. I need to inform the other elders about you appearing in the Battle God Temple."
Wang Dadong didn’t waste words and began to adjust his breathing.
In less than half an hour, Wang Dadong was done adjusting. Although he hadn’t recovered to his peak, he was about seventy to eighty percent there.
The three of them began climbing upwards again. After approximately a hundred meters on the cliff, they reached a relatively wide area with a human-sized cave.
This must be Mu Jin’s Jinyu Hall.
Following Mu Jin into Jinyu Hall, the interior environment immediately changed.
The cave was equipped with sofas, dining tables, coffee tables, and televisions, even computers and washing machines. If not for just coming in from the piercing cold outside, Wang Dadong might have thought he was back in a big city instead of on a Snow Mountain.
Getting these things up to a Snow Mountain several thousand meters high surely required significant effort.
Of course, for the grand Battle God Temple, it was nothing. They could just use a plane to transport them.
After instructing two servants to attend to them, Mu Jin left Jinyu Hall, likely to inform the other Battle Saints.
"Dadao, if the conditions proposed by the other Battle Saints are too difficult, why don’t we just give up? With you, I don’t mind being an ordinary woman..." Qin Xue sat on the sofa, biting her lip, and spoke softly.
She sacrificed the entire Xue Yun to gain the qualification to cultivate Fighting Spirit, which shows how important the cultivation method is.
And since even Mu Jin valued the Cloud Ladder Leap so much, it was even more precious.
Moreover, Mu Jin had said that her conditions were already the easiest to fulfill.
In this context, even if Wang Dadong could gain the approval of the nine Battle Saints, it would likely cost an immense price and possibly entail danger.
"Silly, since we’re here, how can we just give up?" Wang Dadong gently held Qin Xue’s hand and spoke softly.
After about half an hour, Mu Jin returned.
Her face didn’t look too good.
"Elder Mu Jin, did something happen?" Wang Dadong asked.
Mu Jin furrowed her brows deeply and said in a stern voice, "Their stance is that your presence at the Battle God Temple is inherently a threat. So, while staying to gain their approval is not impossible, your woman must serve as a hostage first, as no one knows your true purpose here."
"No way!" Wang Dadong’s expression immediately darkened.
Let Qin Xue be a hostage? He would never do such a thing.
"If you don’t agree, they intend to knock you off the Snow Mountain," Mu Jin said, her expression even grimmer.
As soon as she finished speaking, several figures slowly entered.
Six people, four men and two women, the oldest appeared to be in their fifties, with the youngest roughly the same age as Mu Jin.
Though their visible ages might not be accurate, they all possessed formidable cultivation.
Upon entering, they immediately released a tremendously powerful aura, seemingly intending to suppress Wang Dadong with their presence.
Facing the combined aura of six Battle Saint-level combatants, even Wang Dadong felt an extreme pressure.
"Lord of Hell, you are quite bold to dare come to the main hall of our Battle God Temple alone," the elder Battle Saint admonished.
Suppressing the turbulent blood qi stirred by the auras of several Battle Saints within him, Wang Dadong responded calmly, "I come to your hall without malice, only to request a sprig of Ten Thousand Year Frost to heal my woman’s inner wounds."
The Battle Saints, having already heard about this from Mu Jin, couldn’t help but gaze at Qin Xue.
After a few seconds, they all sneered, "A mere Battle King is deserving of the Ten Thousand Year Frost?"
"Lord of Hell, considering our Battle God Temple has always had no conflict with your Hell, I’d advise you to leave quickly. Otherwise, don’t blame us for being impolite. As for the Ten Thousand Year Frost, it is the supreme treasure of the Battle God Temple and is impossible to give you."
The Battle Saints, all at the peak of the Holy Realm, though not individually Wang Dadong’s match, were unbeatable when combined. Additionally, with his Inner Strength not fully recovered from the ascent, he stood no chance of winning.
However, if a fight broke out, Wang Dadong, even if defeated, could drag one or two down with him.
The group knew well Wang Dadong’s formidable strength, thus avoided direct confrontation.
Had it been someone else, they might already have been slapped off the mountain. But this also showcased the strength of the Battle God Temple, with all nine Battle Saints at the peak of the Holy Realm.
The Sanctuary Guardian being a Peak Saint Realm Expert indicated that the Combat God was at least Hermit-level, possibly even Supreme Level!
With such power, few could challenge them if involved in any struggle.
Wang Dadong glanced over the Battle Saints and said calmly, "There’s no need for such aggression. Just state your conditions, but I will not agree to use Xiao Xue as a hostage."
The Battle Saints exchanged glances, two male Battle Saints wore a mocking smile and said, "Alright, no need for your woman as a hostage. Let us temporarily seal your cultivation instead."
Sealing his cultivation would leave Wang Dadong powerless, unable to resist whatever they might decide to do.
"I always heard the Lord of Hell was arrogant and domineering, caring for no one. Didn’t expect you to plead before us for a woman. Very well, since you’re so persistent, I’ll state my condition. My condition is this: kneel and kowtow three times to me, haha," a middle-aged male Battle Saint laughed.
"Muchen, you’re going too far!" Even Mu Jin felt it was excessive after hearing the middle-aged male Battle Saint.
The Lord of Hell, after all, held a position at least on par with the Combat God in the world, though their powers might differ, their statuses were equivalent.
Yet they demanded Wang Dadong kneel and kowtow.
"Too far? I’m afraid mine is actually the easiest condition among us, isn’t it? Does anyone have a simpler condition than mine?" The Battle Saint named Muchen laughed.
Indeed, kneeling and kowtowing was a very simple task, if one overlooked the issues of dignity and pride.
But who was Wang Dadong? He’s the Lord of Hell; how could he potentially kneel so easily?
Surprisingly, Wang Dadong wasn’t angered but instead looked calmly at Muchen and asked, "Are you serious?"