Dragon-Marked War God

Pay a Ransom for Their Release

Jiang Chen's strength was an eye-opener to them. Although they felt excited, they were worried if this would draw the attention of more powerful geniuses. It wouldn't be favourable to them if conflicts continued to develop. After all, they were still newcomers, far less capable compared to those senior disciples.

However, given the present situation, they had to fight back. If Jiang Chen hadn't fought back, they would be the ones who'd be hit and wounded. All of them were standing on the same side with Jiang Chen.

In contrast to their excitement, the two geniuses who came along with Qiao Huan were wearing a glum expression. The fact that their leader was defeated by a single blow dampened their arrogance. Their eyes were now filled with fear as they looked at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen's power had completely exceeded their imagination. In front of Jiang Chen, all their pride and confidence disappeared without a trace. They weren't worthy of being called geniuses when compared to Jiang Chen.

*Pa!*

Jiang Chen approached Qiao Huan, landed his foot on the man's face and rubbed it hard. Those who dared to behave arrogantly in front of him always ended up in this way.

"Ahhh…!"

Qiao Huan howled in pain. He had never felt so humiliated before. This dealt a tremendous blow to his psychology.

"Jiang Chen, how dare you trample me?! Are you courting death?!" Qiao Huan spoke in a vague and menacing tone.

"Really? Do you believe that I won't kill you right now? We'll then, let's see who dies first."

Jiang Chen applied more force onto Qiao Huan's face. The threats of Qiao Huan didn't seem to affect him in the slightest.

"Alright, Jiang Chen, I admit that it's our fault today. Let us go and I assure you that we won't bother you again in the future," Qiao Huan compromised.

He was an intelligent person. Knowing that his opponent was indifferent to his threats, he might as well beg for mercy and settle the score later.

"I can let you all go but you have to take out 500 000 Venerable Grade Immortal Meta Stones first," said Jiang Chen.

Since these guys were here to collect protection fees, he was going to make sure they learn a hard lesson.

"What? 500 000? Jiang Chen, are you robbing us?"

Qiao Huan almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. His entire fortune was only worth 500 000 Venerable Grade Immortal Meta Stones. It would be worse than death if he had to give away all of his fortune.

"700 000 then. I don't like people to bargain with me. Since you all wanted to collect protection fees from us, I'll make you all have a taste of your own medicine," said Jiang Chen in a plain tone.

*Puff*

This time, Qiao Huan had spurted out blood because 200 000 was added without warning. This indicated that Jiang Chen wouldn't give them any room for negotiation, however he definitely wouldn't be able to take out this much of wealth.

"Jiang Chen, don't you get too far. We were sent here by Brother Li Song to collect protection fees, and a large portion of it will be given to him. Hurting me is equivalent to making Brother Li Song your enemy. You'd better think twice."

Qiao Huan tried to struggle off of Jiang Chen's foot but to no avail. He now realised how unlucky he was today. Not only he had not received the protection fee, but was also forced to reveal the one who instructed him.

Li Song was someone with high prestige and unordinary identity amongst the ordinary disciples. He believed that Jiang Chen would be intimidated after hearing Li Song's name. After all, it was very unwise for a new disciple to affront Li Song.

"Li Song? Good."

Jiang Chen smiled and lifted his leg. He knew that there was someone giving orders to these people.

Qiao Huan heaved a sigh of relief when Jiang Chen raised his leg. Just when he thought that Jiang Chen was scared by Li Song's prestige, Jiang Chen barked at the two disciples who were standing not far away. "The two of you, go tell Brother Li Song at once to bring Immortal Meta Stones here for their release. There are six of you who have come today. Each of you is worth 700 000 Venerable Grade Immortal Meta Stones, a total of 4.2 million. Tell Li Song to come here quick. I'll only give him ten minutes. If he isn't here in ten minutes' time, I'll cut off both of their arms."

What?

The two disciples were stunned by Jiang Chen's words. Not just them, even Qiao Huan showed an ashen expression. None of them had thought that Jiang Chen would extort such an extravagant amount from them.

More importantly, Jiang Chen was asking the two to bring Li Song here. This was madness. Jiang Chen, was no doubt, seeking death.

Li Song was a mighty late Immortal Venerable, one of the top ordinary disciples in the Immortal Court. He would be invincible in any major power he went. Not even the ancient ancestors of the major powers could match him. Although Jiang Chen had defeated Qiao Huan, he was merely an early Immortal Venerable. He must have a death wish to challenge a late Immortal Venerable.

"Jiang Chen, you are courting death!" Qiao Huan blurted.

*Pa!*

Jiang Chen trampled Qiao Huan's face, shoving him back to where he came from, his head hitting the ground heavily.

"You'd better not speak another word, otherwise I'll cut off your arms first. Don't think that I'm joking, because you aren't even qualified to hear my jokes," said Jiang Chen coldy.

Qiao Huan felt a tingle of coldness. He could feel fear from Jiang Chen's might. He realised that this newcomer didn't just have incredible strength, but was also incredibly ruthless. He was sure that Jiang Chen was absolutely not joking about cutting off his arms if he spoke another word.

"The two of you still have nine minutes." Jiang Chen looked up at the two who stood rooted to the ground.

"Ah!"

Both of them exclaimed, realising that Jiang Chen wasn't joking with them.

Without further ado, they turned and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Jiang, aren't we going a little too far? That Li Song doesn't seem like a person we should offend." Wei Yun came next to Jiang Chen and spoke his concerns.

Edited by: Lifer, Fingerfox