Chapter 120: Conditions (II)

Mo Yanfei chuckled and said, “We’ve done many investigations over the years, so we naturally know the location of the dead swordsman. However, the Yue clan and the Mo clan are not clans that use sword techniques.”

Seeing that the masked man was still not interested, she added, “Although the previous head of the Yue clan could cultivate the Mountain Moving Fist Technique with three concept diagrams, his strength might not be comparable to the current Yue Yangpeng.

Among those in the warrior realm, those who are not talented are no different whether they use one or three concept diagrams. They will not be able to complete the transformation of their internal force.”

Chen Yiming’s expression remained unchanged as he weighed the pros and cons.

The previous head of the Yue clan was only at the same level as him. If they dared to enter that dangerous place, they must have had a certain level of confidence. However, they did not have Chen Yiming’s Level-1 Undying Body talent to protect against injuries.

If the truth was as the woman in front of him said, it was indeed worth a try. After all, he did not want to be too high-profile on the surface, so he naturally did not want to take on the position of the head of a martial arts school.

“What are your conditions?” Chen Yiming asked.

Mo Yanfei’s eyes lit up. Thinking that her plan had succeeded, she smiled and said, “After the escape plan begins, Yue Yangpeng will go alone. You will escort me and my son.”

“I think another method is better. Take me straight to the sword manual.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yiming grabbed the back of Mo Yanfei’s clothes. His layer of internal force allowed him to hold on tightly to her, and the two of them shot into the sky.

The masked man led Mo Yanfei across the rooftops and they quickly rushed out of the city.

“Yanfei!” Yue Yangpeng roared and chased after her.

However, in terms of speed, Chen Yiming had never lost to anyone of the same level. Furthermore, his opponent didn’t think that the masked man would try to kidnap someone.

His reaction was half a beat slower. As soon as he left the villa, he watched helplessly as the distance between them widened, and there was no longer any point in chasing after him.

…

At a small slope about a kilometer away from the Yue clan’s villa, Su Chengwang stood at the top of the slope and looked in the direction of the Yue clan. He had ice-type internal force and had been sent here to stop Yue Yangpeng from escaping.

Two other military warriors were responsible for watching over the remaining members of the Yue clan.

When he saw the masked man bringing Mo Yanfei out of the city, he was stunned for a moment. He didn’t know if he should chase after them or let them go.

The darkness of the night could not interfere with the vision of a warrior. He could clearly see that the masked man was dressed exactly the same as the one from the day before. Coupled with the fact that he could snatch her from Yue Yangpeng, he was undoubtedly the same person.

“Beep! Beep! Beep!”

The walkie-talkie used for military communications rang, and Su Chengwang pressed the button to answer.

“Yue Yangpeng didn’t escape. Go and stop the masked man. We can’t let Mo Yanfei be taken away,” Cao Zhengjun’s roar came from the walkie-talkie.

“Roger that,” Su Chengwang replied and hung up.

At this moment, his expression changed drastically, and he looked like he was ready to die.

No one knew what the masked man’s personality was like. If he angered him, he might kill him with one strike before he could speak.

However, the strict discipline of a soldier made it impossible for him to back down in the face of danger.

In a flash, he turned into a black shadow and chased after the masked man.

…

Night fell.

East Lake City had become exceptionally quiet after the disaster. It was no longer as lively as before.

Chen Yiming noticed that Yue Yangpeng hadn’t continued his pursuit, so he slowed down to half of his original speed, allowing Mo Yanfei to catch her breath.

The running speed of a warrior far exceeded that of someone from the disciple realm. The wind pressure and a large hand held Mo Yanfei’s body firmly in place. The strong pushing force made it difficult for her to breathe.

At this moment, his speed had decreased by more than half. Mo Yanfei’s face was red, and her chest was heaving up and down. The suffocating feeling caused by the lack of oxygen slowly faded.

“Slow down, I can’t breathe.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a chill and her body was forced to a stop.

A person covered in ice stood more than 10 meters away from them, blocking their path forward.

“Leave her behind.”

With a shout, Su Chengwang took the initiative to attack. In the blink of an eye, he had closed the distance between them.

A hand emanating cold air charged towards Chen Yiming’s face.

Su Chengwang released his internal force without holding back at all. He went all out from the start.

Chen Yiming swept his gaze across his opponent and recognized the person from his internal force.

He did not want to make enemies with the military. In addition, the Chen family still lived on this land and needed the military’s protection.

Therefore, without using his sword, he struck out with his palm.

Countless needle-like internal forces enveloped him like a wave.

This was pure internal force, and it was not accompanied by any martial arts moves.

However, with the enhancement from the Level-1 Undying Body talent, he was still able to surpass his opponent’s ice-type internal force in terms of coverage, momentum, brightness, and many other aspects.

“Bang!”

The piercing and freezing internal forces exploded three meters in front of Chen Yiming.

Two similar rays of light, silver and white, lit up the surroundings. In an instant, the area within 100 meters was lit up as brightly as during the day.

The figure covered in ice spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying back.

Chen Yiming glanced at him. After confirming that he was only slightly injured, he grabbed Mo Yanfei and rushed out of the city.

At this moment, Su Chengwang, who was sent flying in the air, heaved a sigh in his heart when he saw the masked man leave.

It had to be known that once the internal force left the body, it would dissipate in the air in an extremely short period of time.

This was the result of losing control of the structure of one’s internal force. Only warriors that had completed the transformation of their internal force could overcome this problem.

However, the other party’s internal force was extremely strong. He could still prevent himself from losing control to a certain extent, and could defeat his opponent even though they were at the same level.

He had experienced it for himself. The pressure the two alien bird creatures felt when facing the masked man was almost the same as if they were facing Ren Pingsheng. It felt like they were being crushed.

…

10 kilometers away from East Lake City, by a river, Chen Yiming felt that he had put sufficient distance between them, so he stopped running and put Mo Yanfei down.

“Cough, cough…”

Mo Yanfei clutched her chest and coughed a few times.

Even though less than 10 minutes had passed, she still felt suffocated and uncomfortable after running for more than 10 kilometers.

Chen Yiming waited for Mo Yanfei to recover for a few minutes before saying, “Where is the dangerous place? Let’s end this quickly. The Yue clan may even receive the judgment tonight.”

In his heart, he wanted to settle this matter before dawn. Then, he could return to East Lake City and follow the convoy to Luoxi City.

After all, the speed of a warrior was extremely fast. It would not be a problem for him to cover 1000 kilometers in one night.

“Let me take a break.” Mo Yanfei suppressed the fear in her heart and forced herself to give a calm smile.

Chen Yiming’s expression darkened, and his eyes turned sharp.

Even though his face was covered by a black mask, there was still an invisible pressure pressing down on him.

He hated to drag things out and waste precious cultivation time.

“No, I was wrong.”

Mo Yanfei’s face turned pale.

At this moment she recalled that the other party was an evil person who had used his force to get the chance to read the Yue clan’s manual.

He had slowed down his pace earlier to let her breathe in the fresh air because she was still useful to him.

Mo Yanfei calmed her pounding heart and said, “I can bring you to that dangerous place, but after this is done, you have to send me to the Mo clan safely.”

It was useless for her to return to East Lake City, so she changed the conditions at the last minute.

“No problem,” Chen Yiming agreed.

The most important figures in the Yue clan were Yue Yangpeng and Yue Jingtian. One represented the present, and the other represented the future.

If Chen Yiming kidnapped the two of them, he would have created an irreconcilable conflict with the military.

Mo Yanfei was a woman. Other than coming from a martial arts clan, she did not have much power.

How could an ordinary martial arts clan dare to provoke a big power like the military? They would only stay far away.

In addition, her surname was Mo after all. If a peripheral figure escaped, it would not affect the military’s plan to make an example of the Yue clan and intimidate the civilian martial arts factions in East Lake City.