C682 They Were All Losers!

A King Rank weapon had already drawn so many Martial King experts to this place. If an Emperor Rank artifact were to appear, it wouldn't just be the Martial Kings; even Martial Emperors might get envious.

Of course, everyone was just speculating. No one dared to believe that the massive object was an Emperor Rank artifact. If the Golden Scale Sect didn't have such a thing, how could a mere disciple from the Profound Heaven Sect possess it?

Still, even if it wasn't an Emperor Rank artifact, the allure of that massive object was immense. After Liao Qinghua finished speaking, four people stepped forward from the crowd.

At this point, only Martial King experts would dare to make a move. These four experts didn't say a word; they just moved a bit closer, as if to get a better view of the spectacle.

Everyone knew they were trying to gain an advantage. By staying silent, they hoped to blend into the chaos. After all, just moving closer without taking action couldn't be criticized, right?

"What’s this? Do the four of you want to be my enemies?" Woo Zhengyang broke the silence.

The four Martial Kings were taken aback, looking at Woo Zhengyang as if he were crazy. They hadn't even decided to attack yet, and here he was, forcing the issue.

"Friends, I, Liao, keep my word. I won't take a single thing," Liao Qinghua chimed in, seizing the opportunity to draw the four into his camp.

"Ha ha... Little brother, need a hand?"

A charming voice echoed, and another expert appeared, seemingly there to support Woo Zhengyang. A figure in pink gracefully approached him, drawing everyone's attention. Unlike the previous experts, this one was quite flamboyant, with a strikingly elegant figure.

A fragrant breeze swept over as Bing Yue stood smiling across from Woo Zhengyang before he could even react.

"This Bing Yue... lady..."

"Call me sister!" Bing Yue playfully insisted.

Woo Zhengyang was speechless. Not calling her a senior was one thing, given her youthful appearance, but "sister" seemed a bit much, especially since she was an old acquaintance of Nie Fengyu!

Little did Woo Zhengyang know, the surprises weren't over.

Seeing his silence, Bing Yue gave a mischievous smile and said, "Actually, you should call me little sister. I'm just waiting for the day you marry me, Zhengyang!"

Woo Zhengyang was stunned. Little sister?

And to be so straightforward in front of everyone... was that really okay?

Everyone else was just as shocked! Where did this stunning beauty come from, and how was she so familiar and flirtatious with Woo Zhengyang, an expert in his own right?

What kind of luck does Woo Zhengyang have? First, he has four enchanting women by his side, and now another captivating figure appears, his sister, no less. Could she be the princess those four were talking about? It seems there's been another misunderstanding.

However, some people recognize Bing Yue, and Liao Qinghua is one of them. Seeing Bing Yue standing with Woo Zhengyang, his expression darkens slightly.

"Bing Yue, are you really going to stand against the Heavenly Martial Sect? Even if you are, the matter with the Profound Heaven Sect is our business, and your Ice Heart Sect has no right to interfere!"

"Liao Qinghua, that's not quite right. I'm just here to have a word with Mr. Zhengyang. How does that make me your enemy? Besides, according to the Martial Alliance Pact, your Heavenly Martial Sect can't just attack the Profound Heaven Sect, can you?"

"I..."

Liao Qinghua was momentarily at a loss for words. According to the Martial Alliance Pact, a higher-ranking sect can't attack a lower-ranking one. That's why he wore a black mask the first time he came. This time, he didn't bother with the mask because he had found an excuse to target the Profound Heaven Sect. They planned to destroy the sect under the guise of an accident, keeping their intentions hidden.

Earlier, dozens of Martial Kings met a tragic end, and the plan fell apart. Liao Qinghua inadvertently revealed his true intentions, giving Bing Yue the upper hand.

Liao Qinghua paused for a moment, silently cursing himself for being foolish. Even if he voiced his true thoughts, what difference would it make? His reasoning was solid enough now.

"I never intended to target the Profound Heaven Sect, but Woo Zhengyang is bloodthirsty. He slaughtered the three sects of the Fallen Sun Country, and there are rumors that he's possessed by a demon. I need to take him to the Heavenly Martial Sect for observation. Now, he's attacked us without provocation, causing the deaths of so many allies. The demon possession rumors aren't baseless, and we can't let him be!"

"Unprovoked, demon-possessed... Liao Qinghua, is this amusing to you?" Woo Zhengyang sneered.

"What's amusing?"

"As a Martial King, if you want my King Rank weapon, just admit it. You've come up with so many excuses, it's pathetic."

"You..."

Liao Qinghua was furious, but Woo Zhengyang turned his attention to the four Martial Kings who had just stepped forward.

"And you four, you're just as pathetic. You want the King Rank weapon but don't dare face me directly. As Martial Kings, you're sneaking around like cowards, just like Liao Qinghua. You're all pathetic."

"You insolent brat, you're asking for it!"

"This is infuriating! Kid, I'm going to oppose you today..."

The four Martial Kings, inexplicably insulted by Woo Zhengyang, were livid with anger, their faces turning a shade of iron.

“Hey, little brother... I get that it feels good to call them out like that, but you're really stirring the pot. We might not be able to handle the backlash,” Bing Yue whispered to Woo Zhengyang, trying to reason with him.

Zhengyang wasn’t sure how to respond to Bing Yue, so he just murmured, “It’s fine.”

Just when Bing Yue thought her words were getting through, she noticed Zhengyang scanning the area again.

“Is there any other cowardly Martial King around here? If you want a King Rank weapon, step up. Don’t hide like mice; you’re supposed to be Martial Kings.”

Bing Yue felt like she could spit blood. Her advice had been in vain; Zhengyang had just launched an all-out verbal assault.

The hidden Martial Kings were equally exasperated. Many had gathered here to watch the spectacle, each with their own agenda. Zhengyang’s words had managed to offend every single one of them.

“Well, kid, you’ve got guts. I’m here for your King Rank weapon. What are you going to do about it?”

“That’s right, the Ghost Hand Granny is here for your No Life Sword. Since you’re inviting us to take it openly, we’ll do just that...”

Zhengyang’s taunt brought three more Martial Kings out of hiding. Now, including Liao Qinghua, there were eight Martial Kings ready to take him on. Could he really handle them all?

What left everyone speechless was when Woo Zhengyang asked, "Is there more?"