Chapter 229
Chapter 229: Reinforcements for the Skyport
Wang Jie was also surprised. [Isn’t this ranking a bit too high?]
Li Tong He himself felt puzzled, yet the results spoke clearly. He didn’t understand what methods Xing Xue had used to get two Realm Lords and even the Elder Council to agree to such an arrangement. Truly, it seemed incredible, yet the facts stood before him.
Wang Jie straightened his back slightly.
Finally, Li Tong He warned them all sternly, “Remember, none of you would wish such punishment upon yourselves. Etch this firmly in your minds.” After finishing, he cast a sharp glance at Li Cai and left.
The six disciples turned their gaze back to Wang Jie, their expressions now markedly different.
Though Yun Ju still bore resentment and disgust, he no longer dared provoke openly, his unwillingness merely intensified.
Wang Jie smiled lightly and asked, “So, which Star Cloud battlefield have each of you fought in before? Mind sharing?”
Han Song was the first to speak, “Silver Sand battlefield.”
“I also went to Silver Sand battlefield,” said Shi Wei.
Li Cai muttered, “The same.”
Wen Yuan shook his head, “I haven’t been to any battlefield yet.”
Zhi Qing Po also shook his head.
Lastly, Wang Jie looked at Yun Ju.
Yun Ju twisted his wrist, coldly replying, “Silver Sand battlefield.”
Wang Jie nodded, “You’ve been to the battlefield, yet clearly don’t understand war’s rules. Seems none of you have truly experienced much. Let’s move. We’ll accept our mission first at the Decree Platform.”
After saying that, he headed directly toward the Decree Platform.
Behind him, Han Song, Shi Wei, and Zhi Qing Po promptly followed without hesitation.
Wen Yuan and Li Cai exchanged a glance and followed as well.
Only Yun Ju lingered, teeth gritted in frustration. Ultimately, he forced himself to move. He had nearly been expelled from White Wanderer due to the Pill Gathering incident. Another punishment would not end well.
No matter what, he had to endure.
The group of seven drew attention upon reaching the Decree Platform.
Fortunately, the number of people at the Decree Platform was small to begin with.
From afar, Zheng Qi, manning his small stall, quietly lowered his head. These were all masters.
That Wang Jie was truly ruthless to command a group of masters as their captain. He’d previously thought recruiting even one master would grant him strong backing in the sect. Yet, Wang Jie had gathered several masters at once.
He was really inviting trouble for himself.
This guy’s future wouldn’t be easy.
Wang Jie noticed Zheng Qi from afar and casually waved.
Zheng Qi forced a polite smile in return.
At that moment, Di Zi and Zhao Kun approached, ready to accept their tasks.
Spotting them, Wang Jie’s eyes brightened, and he immediately walked toward them. The six behind him remained standing where they were, having no intention of moving.
“Keep up,” Wang Jie instructed briefly.
The six looked at each other, then reluctantly followed.
At the Decree Platform, Wang Jie directly stepped in front of Di Zi, blocking his path.
The surrounding disciples instantly turned their attention. Another confrontation? But this time, it wasn’t Di Zi blocking Wang Jie; rather, Wang Jie had blocked them. The roles had reversed.
Zhao Kun glared darkly, “Wang Jie, what are you doing?”
Wang Jie raised his arm and waved a hand casually, “Surround them.”
The six behind him froze.
Di Zi and Zhao Kun were equally stunned upon seeing the six formidable figures behind Wang Jie. None were to be trifled with. What did this mean?
Zhi Qing Po, Shi Wei, and Han Song swiftly stepped forward, blocking three directions around Di Zi and Zhao Kun.
Yun Ju stood still, sneering.
Wang Jie calmly spoke, “Seems someone disrespects me as captain. There’s a communication post nearby; perhaps I should inform the sect.”
Wen Yuan immediately stepped forward to close the circle.
Li Cai reluctantly did the same.
Lastly, Yun Ju, bitterly unwilling, finally moved forward to seal the last direction.
At this point, Di Zi and Zhao Kun were completely encircled, trapped tightly.
The spectators stood speechless. This was too arrogant.
Di Zi glanced around and hissed softly, “Junior Brother Li, Junior Brother Shi, what are you doing?”
Zhao Kun similarly stared at Yun Ju, “Senior Brother Yun, what’s happening? Why are you following him?”
Yun Ju’s face turned ugly, and he refused to reply.
Wang Jie smiled faintly, “Were you two planning to choose a task? My apologies, I’ll select first.”
“On what grounds?” Zhao Kun glared furiously at Wang Jie.
Wang Jie shrugged, turned around, and began walking away, “Feel free to follow, if you dare.”
Zhao Kun prepared to move.
Han Song stepped forward, coldly blocking his path, “Kid, your eyes look unfriendly.”
Zhao Kun didn’t recognize Han Song, but Di Zi did. With softened words, Di Zi asked, “Senior Brother Han, why do you follow Wang Jie? He’s merely a Lock Force cultivator. Just because he holds a special Lock Path interval and relies on Senior Xing Xue, must you really obey him?”
Han Song didn’t care, replying indifferently, “Right now, he’s the captain. We do as he commands.”
Shi Wei agreed, glancing at Yun Ju, “You. Stand firm. If they slip away, you’ll bear responsibility.”
Yun Ju fumed silently. [That jerk.]
The crowd whispered amongst themselves.
“He’s ruthless. Looks like the Ying Yang Battlefield will have a shift in power soon. Wang Jie can’t be provoked.”
“We never stood a chance anyway. Regardless of what he’s cultivating, he must have Zhi Upper Realm backing him.”
“Even Senior Sister Di, backed by Elder Ming, is humiliated like this. Who’d believe it when the news reaches the sect?”
“There’s always someone stronger…”
Di Zi frowned deeply, staring at Wang Jie as he casually picked a mission, his expression turning extremely grim.
In this Ying Yang Battlefield, supported by Elder Ming, he had never experienced such humiliation. Now, he couldn’t even move. Wang Jie was utterly hateful.
Zhao Kun stared fiercely at Wang Jie’s back, helplessly blocked by Han Song.
The surrounding whispers felt like blades carving into his body, rekindling the shame he’d felt when previously slapped. It felt no different now.
Zheng Qi watched Wang Jie with fervent admiration. [This man truly is ruthless. Even masters must obey.]
After accepting the mission, Wang Jie looked towards Zheng Qi and beckoned him over.
Zheng Qi immediately approached.
“Didn’t you say you wanted to join my team? How about it, coming?”
“No, Senior Brother. Your team is filled with masters. I’d surely hold you back.”
“Really not joining? This is the best time to form connections.”
“Truly, no, thank you, Senior Brother.”
Wang Jie patted Zheng Qi on the shoulder and left the Decree Platform, “Let’s move.”
Han Song and the others turned and followed him away.
Only then were Di Zi and Zhao Kun finally free to move again.
Zhao Kun clenched his fists, eyes filled with bitter resentment.
Di Zi stared deeply at Wang Jie’s departing figure, feeling a rare sense of regret. She once believed that with her master’s backing, offending anyone was nothing to fear. But now she realized she might have provoked someone beyond her expectations.
That person could command those six warriors to follow him; clearly, his connections were far more significant than his mere acquaintance with Xing Xue.
[Just what kind of background does he have?]
After some time had passed, on a desolate Shattered Planet, molten lava erupted violently, filling the air with a sharp, pungent scent.
Wang Jie and the others waited inside their spaceship.
“They’re coming.”
In the distance, a massive cargo ship slowly approached.
Someone attacked.
Three breaths later, another made their move.
On Wang Jie’s side, Han Song clenched his fists impatiently, asking, “Aren’t we going to act? If we wait any longer, they’ll take everything.”
Li Cai explained, “It’s not our turn yet. The mission timeline is strictly controlled.”
Seven breaths passed again.
Wang Jie finally gave the command, “Go.”
The six warriors behind him soared upward instantly, breaking into the starry void and rushing straight toward the cargo ship.
Inside the enemy cargo ship, a Wandering Star Realm cultivator stared blankly at the six fierce figures charging toward them, utterly stunned. Wasn’t this mission just about destroying supplies? How had so many Wandering Star Realm experts appeared suddenly? Were they planning total annihilation?
Who would send so many elites just to sabotage a cargo shipment?
How could they possibly split the mission rewards?
Of course, dividing rewards wouldn’t be easy.
Watching as the six warriors tore apart the enemy vessel with their bare hands, not only were the enemy cultivators terrified, but even their own allies, who had attacked earlier, were left dumbfounded.
Wang Jie felt a little helpless. The mission reward was just a single drop of blood to help someone advance—given only to the person who took on the mission, regardless of how many completed it.
In truth, this mission wasn’t suitable for his group. It was too simple, and one drop of blood wasn’t enough to share among them. But Wang Jie merely wanted these warriors to get accustomed to working together first. Future plans could come later.
Although the mission reward itself was minor, killing enemy Wandering Star Realm cultivators was another matter entirely.
The cargo ship had five enemy Wandering Star Realm cultivators. None escaped: four were killed outright, and Han Song captured one alive.
The allies who had acted first stood frozen, watching the planet below in bewilderment. Just who were these people?
Thump.
The captured enemy cultivator was thrown to the ground, half-dead.
“Captain, decide his fate,” Han Song said respectfully.
Shi Wei and the others casually tossed the slain enemies’ identification tokens onto the ground, making faint clinking sounds.
Four Wandering Star Realm tokens—everything else was worthless to them.
Wang Jie gazed at the fallen cultivator with sympathy. These poor enemies had truly met their misfortune encountering his team.
“You… What exactly… do you want? Isn’t this… too much?” The weakened Wandering Star Realm cultivator struggled to speak, glancing fearfully around at the circle of powerful experts surrounding him. Any one of these six warriors would be the strongest aboard their ship, yet all six had attacked together. Was this some vital battlefield? Was the cargo they carried something that could shift the balance of the entire Ying Yang battlefield?
Wang Jie mercifully ended his suffering.
They now had five Wandering Star Realm tokens, but sadly none were useful enough to help him advance.
“Mission complete. Let’s return.”
This mission had gone perfectly. They had destroyed the enemy cargo ship and eliminated every enemy cultivator. It could even be considered flawless. The only thing that might have made it better was retrieving the supplies.
But Wang Jie’s group never even thought about recovering the cargo.
Such resources weren’t even worth their attention.
After submitting the completed mission, they immediately accepted another. Wang Jie’s true goal was to become a Battle General.
Two months later, returning from yet another mission, Li Cai grumbled, “These tasks are too easy.”
His complaint resonated with the others.
Han Song looked to Wang Jie, asking if they could take on something more challenging.
In the past two months, every task had felt effortless.
Wang Jie himself was ready for harder missions. With this team backing him, especially Han Song whose combat strength exceeded three hundred thousand, even a one-on-one fight with Qiao Xi might not end badly.
Their numbers and strength had grown significantly; even if ambushed by the Phoenix Cry Hall, they had nothing to fear.
“Very well, we’ll find something tougher once we get back,” Wang Jie agreed.
But before they could even return, a mission was directly transmitted to Wang Jie.
Reinforcements needed at the Starport.
The Starport had once been the central hub of the Second Star Cloud, but due to certain mysterious reasons, it had been abandoned. It had since become nearly a forbidden zone in the Ying Yang Battlefield; no faction ever willingly chose to fight there.
Yet now, a mission called urgently for reinforcements.
Wang Jie immediately contacted Central Command, listening gravely to the mission briefing. His gaze shifted to Zhi Qing Po as he said, “Zhi Nan Xing is trapped at the Starport. Central Command is ordering all available teams to reinforce immediately.”
Zhi Qing Po’s expression instantly darkened. “Nan Xing is trapped at the Starport? How could this be?”
Wang Jie was equally puzzled; how could someone like Nan Xing become trapped in such a place?
He’d wanted a challenging mission—but he never expected something like this.
The Starport was a place all three sides actively avoided.
“Who’s the enemy?” Wen Yuan asked solemnly.
Wang Jie’s voice grew deep with seriousness as he answered, “Third Nebula.”
“Not just them,” Li Cai interjected quietly, “there’s also the Polar Earthworm inside the Starport.”
Everyone turned to look at him.