“What!”
Hearing that Ling Xiao had killed all five circle leaders, the head steward finally began to panic.
What kind of person could be so terrifying as to take down all those slave leaders?
“What about Earthfire Tianzun? He’s at the late Five Elements Heaven stage, only slightly weaker than me. Is he dead too?”
“Earthfire Tianzun is dead, blown to pieces by some move of that kid’s, not even bones left!” the subordinate reported.
The steward’s face grew grimmer.
A warrior capable of killing Earthfire Tianzun was no ordinary foe, one even he had to handle cautiously.
He wanted to call for reinforcements, but if he bothered the sect over this, his position as head steward would be at risk.
As he pondered how to quell the riot, a report came: “Great Steward, bad news! That man and woman are heading here!”
“What! This is outrageous!” The steward hadn’t expected the kid to not only incite a riot but also come straight for him. Did he think the steward didn’t exist?
“Follow me! This kid is the ringleader. Kill him, and the others won’t dare continue,” the steward declared.
His logic wasn’t wrong, but he gravely underestimated the situation.
As he stepped outside, two people were brought forward, bound.
“Great Steward, these two came to snitch but were caught,” a guard reported.
“What did they say?”
“Great Steward, the riot’s leader is Ling Xiao, a disciple from Yuehua Sect in the Heavenly Dragon Continent, not worth mentioning. We know his goal. Please let us join Pixiu Island!” The informants were Ximen Bo and Cai Weiwei.
“So, he’s from the Heavenly Dragon Continent. No wonder. The Holy Dynasty has ruled the Mysterious Realm too long, making humans arrogant,” the steward sneered. “Tell me his goal quickly. If you do, I’ll spare your lives. Otherwise, you’ll be dog food!”
“But, Great Steward, we…” Ximen Bo wasn’t satisfied; he wanted formal Pixiu Island disciple status, not just survival.
“Enough nonsense! Take the woman away. She’s decent-looking, could be a star in Pixiu Island’s red house. As for this guy, chop him up for the dogs!” The steward had no time for Ximen Bo’s arguments, showing no reason.
“I’ll talk, I’ll talk! Please, spare us!” Ximen Bo panicked, spilling everything. “Ling Xiao’s goal is to seal the exit, stopping you from reporting to Pixiu Island’s headquarters!”
“So that’s it. Since you told the truth, I’ll leave you intact corpses!” The steward struck, leaving a black palm print on Ximen Bo’s forehead. He collapsed, his face frozen in terror and regret.
Had he followed Ling Xiao, his strength would’ve ensured his survival.
But he chose to snitch to Pixiu Island, meeting a tragic end.
“Lock the woman in a cage with the others, send them to the red house,” the steward ordered, glancing at Cai Weiwei before soaring into the air, his elite fighters trailing behind.
Nearing the exit, he was shocked to find the terrain heavily damaged and the entrance’s formation altered. Without expertise in formations, escape was impossible.
“This kid really doesn’t take Pixiu Island seriously. Is he trying to trap us like dumplings?” The steward was stunned.
Ling Xiao’s prowess exceeded his expectations.
Not only was he martially formidable, but he also understood formations. Who was the fool that let such a person in? It was like planting a massive termite in their system.
“Great Steward, why worry? Over the centuries, the crystal factory has seen over a dozen riots. Many have challenged Pixiu Island, but all ended in failure. This guy won’t fare any better,” a nearby warrior scoffed.
“Fool! Even a lion uses full strength to catch a rabbit. Never underestimate this pair! Yes, there’ve been riots, but no one has ever taken down all five circle leaders at once. They’re the first. And you dare underestimate them?” the steward snapped.
“I was wrong. We’ll give our all, no holding back,” the warrior replied.
“That’s more like it!” The steward took a deep breath. This might be his toughest battle since becoming overseer.
But he had to win, or they’d all die here without reinforcements.
With the exit sealed and the special armor’s formation disabled, the crystal factory’s riot grew fiercer.
The slaves, though gaunt, harbored deep resentment.
Given this chance to vent, they unleashed their full strength, determined to fight Pixiu Island to the death.
Seeing the administrators’ armor lose its effect boosted their confidence, convinced that following Ling Xiao would lead to freedom.
Even if not for him, they’d fight for themselves.
Under these circumstances, Pixiu Island’s administrators were steadily pushed back.
Outnumbered and without a strength advantage, their once-reliable armor now useless, they were no different from the slaves.
If the battle continued, they’d be completely wiped out.
The steward had no time to care about his men’s fate; his focus was on Ling Xiao.
Kill him, and the tide would turn. That was his plan.
Ling Xiao spotted the steward and his strong companions, smiling faintly.
“Leng Mei, ignore the small fry. Let the slaves handle them. Our opponents are here,” he said.
“They don’t look weak. Five of them, all Five Elements Heaven cultivators: four at early stage, one at peak. How do we handle them?” Leng Mei asked.
“Simple. I’ll take the peak Five Elements Heaven guy. The other four: one for Xin, one for you, and the last two for Meng Tong. He’s Qin Huo’s deputy, peak Five Elements Heaven, been biding his time for this moment,” Ling Xiao said with a smile.
“Master, you’ve planned well,” Leng Mei said.
“Even without these plans, it doesn’t matter. We outnumber them. There are plenty of Four Symbols Heaven warriors among the slaves. Ants can kill an elephant. No matter what, we’re guaranteed to win,” Ling Xiao said calmly. “Unless I’m killed, which is obviously impossible.”
