Chaotic World Book-Chapter 287 - 282: The Long Night Will End

Inside the tent, Ba Tu still kept a stern face to receive the despicable men and women.

But at that moment, Ba Tu felt like he was the dog, and they were the men and women.

Who could have imagined that, even with his own preparations and precautions, within his own tent, surrounded by countless soldiers, he would still have his envoy’s head easily taken by these two? Not to mention their abilities, just their audacity alone was something few possessed, yet here was a pair who did.

To kill was one thing but to be framed so convincingly was another, if the envoy’s retinue reported back, even if you killed Zhao Changhe and claimed it was Zhao acting alone, do you think the Great Khan would believe it?

Of course, the only choice was to kill off all the envoy’s retinue, but to issue such an order in full view of the entire army was truly a point of no return.

Now, Zhao Changhe was practically sticking his neck out for him to kill, but he dared not touch him, nor dared to be angered any further. The situation had come to such a point that, without calling Great Xia for help, there would be no burial site for his dead body.

And now, they didn’t trust him.

As soon as he entered the tent, Yue Hongling pointed at a specific acupoint on him, instantly causing an unbearable pain and itch, "This is my unique Sunset Glow Flicker Finger technique, a little lesson for you. From now on, as soon as my True Qi touches your body, I can detonate it at will, leaving your body completely destroyed. I’m not sure if Tie Muer can undo it, but even if your uncle were resurrected, he’d mostly likely fail."

Ba Tu, drenched in cold sweat from the pain, said, "Why must it be so harsh? Right now, where would I even dare to think of crossing you guys? I can only follow you into the darkness."

Yue Hongling coldly responded, "Barbarians are faithless, do not blame my ruthlessness."

Zhao Changhe, greatly satisfied, sat on the side pouring himself a drink and admiring his wife’s performance, finding more and more comfort the more he watched.

Yue Hongling, a woman alone capable of traversing the world, was naturally ruthless when it was called for, and wouldn’t easily let her guard down. How did he ever manage to get such a girl; seems like being handsome does have its perks.

Ba Tu had no choice but to accept his fate, enduring torture-like torment for a good half an hour before the pain finally subsided. Then, he humbly served them wine, acting as if the events prior had never happened.

Zhao Changhe also thought secretly that this man truly had character, how could he have ever thought of him as a simpleton before?

He finally sighed, speaking up, "Brother Ba Tu, who are you pulling that face for? If it weren’t for Hongling saving you, you would have died under the He Shan spear. Yet, you turn around and cozy up with the envoy from Tie Muer, keeping a close watch on us both? Do you still resent us for not willingly going to our deaths, thus ruining your grand plans as Lion King?"

Ba Tu grudgingly said, "Enough, you know why I have this sour face. We are not friends here, each pursues his own interests. You’ve succeeded now, that’s all there is to it. I have to admit Zhao Changhe is truly a hero, your boldness, courage, and Martial Arts all impress me greatly. Now that I’ve fallen into your trap, just say what you want to do."

"Before that, let’s clarify one issue."

"Speak."

"Who fucks who’s mother?"

Ba Tu’s face flushed red, and after a long while, he shouted at Yue Hongling, "Mom."

Yue Hongling had just taken a sip of wine and spit it all out, nearly not catching her breath.

Zhao Changhe was also amazed, "Brother Ba Tu, I didn’t see you being such a talent."

Ba Tu expressionlessly said, "You flatter me, far less than you sir."

"Why must you wear a face like you’ve been tricked?" Zhao Changhe leaned back in his chair, leisurely sipping his wine, "I’m assisting you on the right path. Tie Muer has his desire to swallow your tribes almost written on his face, and you actually could be fooled by a small promise, thinking you could achieve your uncle’s position and then rest easy? Are you dreaming? Even your uncle was but a Minister, and you think you can outshine him? I’d like to see how you would fare as the so-called Lion King."

Ba Tu silently thought that he had Hu Lie as a backup, which might indeed make it possible to be more powerful than his uncle had been, effectively developing a relationship where he only listened but wasn’t subservient.

But at this moment, he would not voice this, only saying, "Deciding to oppose the Great Khan isn’t easy, coexisting peacefully is the best. Especially after tonight’s display, I realized, if Yue Hongling truly wanted to assassinate me at the risk of her life, I might have fallen; what if the Great Khan came to kill me personally? I didn’t feel the gap was this big before, but today your performance is like a demonstration, making me even more worried."

"So, you were truly fearless because of ignorance."

"Not entirely, the Great Khan and your Emperor watch each other closely. Yanmen under siege, he only commanded from the rear, not personally engaging, not to mention tribal disputes? Plus, I have some connections in the Divine Hall, as long as we don’t openly break, the Great Khan wouldn’t personally come to assassinate a character like me—he still needs his dignity."

"That does make sense." Zhao Changhe thought to himself, if using Xia Longyuan as the model, who says he would go out to assassinate a Seventh Layer Mystical Gate figure, Xia Longyuan would probably slap your face first.

Ba Tu sighed, "But if it comes to completely breaking off, involving a shift in supremacy, then the nature changes, the Great Khan would no longer hold such reservations or dignity, taking my head would be as easy as playing. Your Emperor wouldn’t restrain him for my sake, I wouldn’t believe it even if you promised."

Zhao Changhe, stroking his chin, said, "If you’re concerned about this, how about I provide you an additional support?"

Ba Tu scoffed, "What, does the Buddha of the North want to bring out the Maitreya Sect Hierarch? Unfortunately, even for Maitreya, he’s no match for the Great Khan in a single clash."

Zhao Changhe rolled his eyes, "You don’t need to worry about that, the people I can speak for on the Heavenly List are more than you’ve ever met."

Ba Tu was stunned, muttering to himself that it seemed true. Aside from the Emperor of Great Xia, at least this man did hold sway before Cui Wenjing. It was said that he had a deep friendship with Situ Xiao, but did Li Shentong, Situ Xiao’s master, also had a say?

Counting casually, that made three people. Ba Tu indeed had never seen three individuals from the Heavenly List.

Zhao Changhe stared at Ba Tu, "At this point, cringing is useless. If I can find someone to restrain Tie Muer, would you, Ba Tu, dare to strike the Golden Horde from behind during the decisive battle at Yanmen?"

Ba Tu’s breathing grew heavier.

Zhao Changhe enunciated every word, "You also have the Divine Hall backing you... the Golden Horde’s Han King, If Tie Muer can do it, why can’t you, Ba Tu?"

"Stop talking. You want me to attack the Great Khan from behind, it’s very difficult to accomplish." Ba Tu took a deep breath, "Going to Yanmen, passing through Yellow Sand Market is mandatory. If I bypass Yellow Sand Market and Wu Balu attacks from behind, I am simply heading to my death. If I attack Yellow Sand Market first, it’s impossible not to let a single person escape. Once the Great Khan receives the news, I’m still dead."

Zhao Changhe showed a hint of a smile, "You just take a detour, Wu Balu will not attack you from behind."

"Are you sure? Don’t tell me to assassinate Wu Balu..." Ba Tu glanced at Yue Hongling who had been silent all along, "Just like earlier, even if Miss Yue can kill me, she won’t be able to escape. Are you truly willing to trade lives with Wu Balu?"

"Whether we can do it or not... you have no other choice, dare you gamble?"

Success meant commanding the grasslands, failure meant death and the extinction of his tribe.

Dare he gamble?

Ba Tu clenched his wine bowl tightly, crushing it to pieces.

...

The moon was bright and the stars sparse.

The prized steed galloped out of the camp, heading straight for Yellow Sand Market.

Yue Hongling rode in front, with Zhao Changhe embracing her waist, seated behind her. After galloping for more than ten miles, Yue Hongling finally spoke, "Assassinating Wu Balu, I can’t do it, I can’t even get into Yellow Sand Market. Are you deceiving him?"

Zhao Changhe chuckled, "You’re probably wondering if I’m sending you into danger..."

Yue Hongling pouted, "I know you wouldn’t. I just can’t figure out how you can do it. And about finding someone from the Heavenly List for him, it sounds like a big bluff. Could it be that your ultimate goal is just to trick him into stabbing Tie Muer once, to make Tie Muer retreat, regardless of the consequences for his Battle Lion Tribe?"

"Of course not, don’t be fooled by how easily I seem to manipulate him with a few words. Actually, if he sees no tangible results, he can completely delay his advance, ending up with nothing."

"So, can you really achieve what he wants?"

"I can only say I’ll try my best... This time it’s not about sending you into danger, you don’t even need to enter Yellow Sand Market."

"Hmph!" Yue Hongling pulled on the reins, frowning as she turned back, "I won’t just stand by and watch while you’re in danger."

"You have your own task. Who knows how many experts from the Divine Hall are in the market, are you responsible for luring them away? Don’t engage in prolonged combat, safety first."

Yellow Sand Market.

Beside Yellow Sand Lake in the center, Chi Li and the Divine Hall shaman had been thoroughly exploring both in and around the lake for over twenty days, still tirelessly searching.

They firmly believed this place must be the exit of the Secret Realm. As long as they stayed here, Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling would be unable to escape.

The first light of dawn shimmered on the lake surface, more and more resembling a Secret Realm, captivating.

Chi Li even had a sense of enlightenment about Martial Arts akin to a mirage...

While he was contemplating, a clear female voice drifted from outside the market: "Chi Li! Dare you come out and finish our unresolved battle from Yangzhou?"

Yue Hongling!

How could she appear outside the market?

Chi Li stared dumbfoundedly at the lake he had been guarding for twenty days, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Who the hell said this lake was the exit of the Secret Realm?

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