Divine War Pill Emperor

Chapter 383: Chapter 381: Refusing a Toast for a Forfeit

Jiang Chen tried to capture Mr. Gu, Qin Muxue, and the others.

He prepared to suppress them one by one.

"Qin Muxue, besides the annulment letter, you still owe me."

"You conspired with him to carve out my Martial Vein. Today, I’m going to make you admit it with your own mouth. Who did you give my Martial Vein to?"

"I’m going to make you tell me yourself."

"Speak!"

Jiang Chen already knew who had taken his Martial Vein. After all, once he had used a Cyan Silkworm Pill to take control of Wen Quan, the City Lord of Hanwu City, he had learned everything.

It was Wen Shixi, the Second Prince of the Fire Sparrow Kingdom, who had carved out his Martial Vein.

Originally, Wen Shixi was just a cripple. After Mr. Gu carved out Jiang Chen’s Martial Vein, he transplanted it into Wen Shixi.

So now, Wen Shixi possessed a Martial Vein and had become a Martial Cultivator.

Even though he already knew, he still had to force Qin Muxue to say it herself.

"Jiang Chen, I’ll never tell you."

"Dream on."

Neither Patriarch Qin Yun nor Mr. Gu dared to face Jiang Chen’s Black Fire, and both fled in a panic.

Mr. Gu took Qin Muxue with him.

"Bitch, I’ll make you talk."

Jiang Chen relentlessly closed in.

Had Qin Yun and Mr. Gu not been Martial Kings, Jiang Chen would have already killed them.

A Martial King Expert was still a Martial King Expert, after all. They weren’t easy to deal with.

They flew high in the air, while Jiang Chen was stuck on the ground.

As he fled, Qin Yun grew incredibly anxious. The people of the Qin Family were almost all dead.

’Damn it, why hasn’t Zhao Bing brought the Crown Prince over yet?’

Now, they could only pin their hopes on the Crown Prince.

They hoped the Crown Prince would intervene—to drive back or, better yet, kill Jiang Chen.

Otherwise, they were sure to die at Jiang Chen’s hands today.

"Mr. Gu, what do we do? Jiang Chen is too powerful now."

Qin Muxue’s face was pale. The annulment from Jiang Chen had been a huge blow.

Moreover, seeing how powerful Jiang Chen had become, she was filled with even more complex emotions.

"They’re here!"

Mr. Gu said suddenly.

Sure enough, when Qin Yun and Qin Muxue looked over, they saw a large procession galloping toward them.

The City Lord, Zhao Bing, was right there among them.

"The Crown Prince has arrived."

"Haha, Jiang Chen, you can’t kill us now."

"You’re finished."

Qin Yun immediately relaxed and laughed heartily.

’It seems we’ll escape this disaster after all.’

Jiang Chen also sensed the vast procession approaching.

His expression changed slightly.

WHOOSH...

Soon, those people appeared in front of the City Lord’s Mansion.

At the head of the group was Grand General Ming Zhe, with Wen Shixuan right behind him. Zhao Bing trailed after Wen Shixuan, his face a mask of sycophancy.

"Boy, halt!"

Grand General Ming Zhe roared.

The sound was immense.

His aura was boundless.

Jiang Chen froze.

He looked toward Grand General Ming Zhe and the others.

He was more than a little surprised.

’It’s them.’

’Wen Shixuan, the Crown Prince of the Fire Sparrow Kingdom.’

Of course, Jiang Chen recognized Wen Shixuan and his retinue.

Back on Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, Wen Shixuan had enslaved him, forcing him to lead them into the Ghost Temple.

Needless to say, he held no goodwill toward Wen Shixuan.

Jiang Chen’s eyes turned exceptionally cold.

Especially seeing Wen Shixuan and his group here and now, Jiang Chen knew this was big trouble.

He had victory in his grasp, but now that Wen Shixuan’s men had appeared, his heart sank.

The others were one thing, but Grand General Ming Zhe was a terrifyingly powerful expert.

Jiang Chen knew that even with the Black Fire, he couldn’t stop this man. He was self-aware enough to admit that.

He immediately went on the defensive, abandoning his pursuit of Qin Yun and the others and taking several steps back.

SWISH...

Wen Shixuan and his men appeared before Jiang Chen.

Zhao Bing immediately sneered, "Jiang Chen, let’s see how long your arrogance lasts."

SLAP!

The word had barely left his mouth when Wen Shixuan slapped Zhao Bing across the face.

"Shut your mouth. Is this your place to speak?"

Zhao Bing’s face swelled from the blow. He couldn’t believe it—he, a mighty Martial King Expert, had just been struck by Wen Shixuan.

Though furious, he still bowed obsequiously and retreated to the side, not daring to utter another word.

Wen Shixuan stood before him, his gaze fixed on Jiang Chen—or more specifically, on the Black Fire enveloping him.

He chuckled lightly. "Boy, we meet again. It must be fate."

Jiang Chen snorted.

"Your Highness, it seems we are indeed fated to meet."

He noticed the fervent look in Wen Shixuan’s eyes—no, his eyes burned with desire whenever he looked at the Black Fire.

The man’s objective was clearly the Black Fire.

"Hahaha, not bad. It seems you still remember me."

"You’re quite impressive, managing to snatch the Black Fire from under the noses of so many experts."

"I’m truly impressed by you."

Then, his tone shifted as he gave a sinister smile. "Your name is Jiang Chen, is it not?"

"Excellent. You’ve rejected me several times now, but I paid it no mind."

At the Ghost Temple, Wen Shixuan had indeed tried to recruit Jiang Chen multiple times. However, Jiang Chen had not only repeatedly refused but had even humiliated him.

Wen Shixuan was showing remarkable composure, surprisingly not showing any anger toward Jiang Chen.

Instead, he spoke with a pleasant expression and an exceedingly agreeable tone.

"This time, as long as you hand the Black Fire over to me, I can grant you a high position in our Fire Sparrow Kingdom."

"And no one here will threaten you either."

As he spoke, Wen Shixuan shot a sharp glance at Zhao Bing, Qin Yun, and the others.

How would Zhao Bing and the others dare object? They nodded repeatedly.

"That’s right! As long as you give the Black Fire to the Crown Prince, we will wipe the slate clean between us."

"Jiang Chen, the Crown Prince is doing this for your own good. Hand over the Black Fire, follow the Crown Prince, and you will enjoy endless glory and riches for the rest of your life."

Qin Yun and Zhao Bing both chimed in, trying to coax Jiang Chen.

"Shut your mouths."

"Even if you want to wipe the slate clean, it still depends on whether *I* agree."

Jiang Chen snapped, cutting off Qin Yun and Zhao Bing.

Their faces turned ashen.

They were utterly infuriated.

Jiang Chen then turned his gaze back to Wen Shixuan.

"You want the Black Fire? I’ve said it before, that’s impossible."

He had no intention of compromising.

His eyes were resolute.

Upon hearing this, Wen Shixuan’s expression instantly turned frigid.

A chilling frost seemed to settle over his features.

Killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Brat, do you really think you can keep the Black Fire today?"

"Let me tell you, you won’t just lose the Black Fire today—you’ll lose your life. I’m giving you one last chance. Hand it over."

"Otherwise, prepare to die."

Wen Shixuan was enraged. He was absolutely furious.

Being rejected by Jiang Chen again and again was simply a humiliation to his noble status.

Given his status in the Fire Sparrow Kingdom, all it took was a single word to get anything he wanted. No one dared refuse.

But Jiang Chen was impossibly audacious, rejecting him time and time again.

He had reached the end of his patience.

"Hmph. Brat, if you won’t do this the easy way, you’ll do it the hard way."

Just as Wen Shixuan’s anger peaked, Grand General Ming Zhe took a timely step forward.

His entire body emitted a powerful, oppressive aura.

BOOM!

This aura soared to the heavens.

Even though Zhao Bing, Qin Yun, and the others had braced themselves, they still turned deathly pale as they felt Grand General Ming Zhe’s aura, and they couldn’t help but gulp.

GULP...

"Martial King Eighth Layer Heaven..."