With his perception expanded, Zhang Ye searched for Samanra and the others while questioning Nan.
“A-Nan, did you see that Gold Rock Beast from earlier?”
Nan glanced at him but ignored him.
Who are you calling A-Nan? Are we that close?
Zhang Ye chuckled and leaned in closer. “Well, considering I shared my points with you, if anyone asks about the Gold Rock Beast, don’t mention me, okay?”
Nan still ignored him, turning his face away.
Zhang Ye hopped from the left side to the right. “Is that a yes?”
Nan turned his face away again.
Zhang Ye hopped back to the left. “Is that a yes?”
Nan’s brow furrowed slightly before relaxing, and he gave Zhang Ye a brief nod.
Zhang Ye immediately flashed a brilliant smile. “Thanks! I’ll treat you to BBQ later!”
“I’m not interested,” Nan said, pushing him away and continuing forward.
Zhang Ye didn’t mind; with the problem solved, he began to hum a tune.
Suddenly, his eyebrows shot up.
Within his perception, he felt several high-level wind-attribute mana fluctuations about a dozen kilometers away!
If he wasn't mistaken, it had to be Samanra and her group.
However, it wasn't just them. Surrounding the three mana fluctuations of Samanra’s group were dozens of others, all at Tier Seven. Among them, five were at Tier Eight, and one was even at the peak of Tier Eight!
Candidates?
Those mana fluctuations had Samanra’s trio surrounded, and they clearly didn't have good intentions.
“Our clients are in danger, and our company has an obligation to protect them!” Zhang Ye suddenly declared with an air of righteous indignation. “Let’s go, boys! To the rescue!”
As he spoke, three iron chains suddenly shot out from his side, wrapping around the waists of Lina and the others. Before the three could even react, they were yanked into the air.
“Wooo!” Lina immediately let out a joyful cheer.
Gujiu: “Gujiu!”
After his initial shock, Renomon also found it incredibly thrilling and let out a hearty howl.
Nan looked at the rope around his waist, his brow furrowing as he said, “Let go, I can fly on my own.”
Zhang Ye looked back and laughed. “You’re too slow! Watch this!”
With that, he cast magic on everyone to make their bodies light and buoyant. Simultaneously, Bursting Flame magic circles erupted behind them, providing powerful thrust with blue flames. Their speed increased rapidly!
Nan’s pupils constricted slightly.
He had never tried this method of flight before. In his mind, flying involved either using mana to support oneself or manifesting mana wings. This rocket-like propulsion was truly... too fast!
In just a few breaths, their speed broke the sound barrier and was still accelerating!
On the other side, Samanra and her two companions stood back-to-back, looking at their surroundings with grim expressions.
“Samanra, hand over the Soul Essence Lamps like a good girl, or else...” a blonde youth sneered.
His mana fluctuation was at the peak of Tier Eight, and his mana was very abundant. The people surrounding them were also mostly at the mid or late stages of Tier Seven. In contrast, Samanra’s group had weak mana fluctuations, clearly at the end of their ropes, and all three appeared somewhat disheveled.
Samanra glared coldly at her surroundings.
The three of them had just found several nests that, while not massive, were decent enough. After clearing them, they had gained quite a bit, but their mana and physical strength were severely depleted. They were just looking for a place to recover when they ran into this group.
This group wore matching magic outfits in red and gold, with a golden sun emblem embroidered on the chest.
The Radiant Sun family!
Scanning the group, Samanra let out a cold laugh. “Hehe, has the Radiant Sun family really fallen so low that they have to huddle together for warmth like this?”
At those words, the blonde youth’s expression turned icy.
Most other families only sent two or three core disciples, at most five or six, but the Radiant Sun family had arranged for over thirty to come at once.
However, not a single one among these thirty-plus people had reached Tier Nine, which was proof enough that the Radiant Sun family was indeed in decline.
If her mana were full, Samanra wouldn't have spared a second glance for these thirty people. But now, their stamina was exhausted, and their remaining mana was only enough to release one Tier Nine spell—hardly enough to kill the entire group.
Would she have to overdraw her life force to activate her pseudo-Saint artifact?
That was a last resort; Samanra wouldn't do it unless absolutely necessary.
The blonde youth let out a cold snort. As he looked at Samanra’s exquisite face and hot figure, his heart stirred with desire.
“I suggest you surrender peacefully. We’re all nobles, after all; I don’t want to make things too tense.”
“Besides, I know what you’re thinking.”
“Overdrawing your life to activate a pseudo-Saint artifact?”
“Sorry, but we have pseudo-Saint artifacts too. Although one person can’t activate it, five of us together is more than enough.”
“So, your trump card is utterly meaningless in my eyes.”
At this point, a smug look appeared on the blonde youth’s face. “Hand over the Soul Essence Lamps obediently, and I might still let you leave. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what I might do.”
He said that, but in his heart, he had already decided that once Samanra handed over the lamps, he would immediately move to seize her!
He had coveted Samanra for a long time and had even tried to pursue her, but she had completely ignored him.
In this situation, with the secret realm cut off from the outside world, no one would ever know what happened. Thus, malice had already taken root in his heart.
Look at those full breasts, look at that slender waist... Tsk, tsk, tsk...
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but lick his lips, his smile turning greedy.
Samanra noticed the change in his expression and felt a wave of disgust.
However, the current situation was truly not optimistic.
Although she carried a Five-star Saint-tier guardian seal from her family, the laws of the secret realm prevented such seals from working upon entry. Only a seal from a Seven-star Saint-tier or higher could function, as Rand was a Seven-star Saint.
So at this moment, other than her pseudo-Saint artifact, she truly had no other options.
What should she do?
The Radiant Sun family had clearly come prepared, and they also had a pseudo-Saint artifact. Even if she activated hers, she wouldn't necessarily gain the upper hand. Once she fell into a weakened state, she would be even less of a match for them.
Was she really going to let this animal have his way?
“Sister Samanra, don’t waste your breath on them. Let’s just go all out!” Sabiba said angrily.
Samanra gritted her teeth.
The thought of being defiled by that beast made her feel disheartened. If such a thing really happened, she would rather die to preserve her purity...
“I’ll count to three. If you still don't surrender, don’t blame me for being ruthless!” the blonde youth shouted. “Three!”
Sabiba roared, “Ante, aren't you afraid of the Wind Spirit family’s retaliation? Your Radiant Sun family can’t afford to cause trouble right now!”
The blonde youth named Ante chuckled. “Please, this is a secret realm. Who’s going to know it was us? Enough talk. Two!”
Samanra’s trio tensed up. Samanra had already decided to overdraw her life force to activate the pseudo-Saint artifact.
Fighting for a chance was better than waiting for death!
“One!” Ante’s hand was already raised, and the wands in the hands of the dozens of mages around him began to glow.
“Wooo!” Just as Samanra’s group was prepared to fight to the death, a cry like a dragon’s roar suddenly echoed from the sky.
“Who is it?!” Ante was startled and immediately looked up.
However, before they could even raise their heads, streaks of Holy Light Shackles suddenly manifested in the air. The thirty-plus people were instantly bound tight by the shackles.
Oh right, forgot to mention—Holy Light Shackles was actually an area-of-effect skill.
Ante and his men were standing so close together that they were all caught in one go.
In the next moment, several figures descended from the sky.
“A loud bang in the sky, and Linbei makes a grand entrance!” Zhang Ye shouted as he jumped out.
At this moment, except for Nan, Zhang Ye’s group of three were all clad in their specialized armor. Their descent from the sky was truly a shocking sight.
Samanra’s trio was stunned, while Ante and his group were even more terrified.
These chains... they couldn't break free!
A Tier Nine spell? Or Tier Ten?!
Whether it was Tier Nine or Tier Ten, Ante was certain that these people were not ones they could handle!
“Who are you?!” Ante roared. “Let me go this instant!”
Zhang Ye glanced at him and hummed. “You think I’m going to let you go after I just went through the trouble of binding you? You’re a total Sabi, aren't you?”
Sabiba suddenly spoke up. “I’m the real Sabiba.”
Zhang Ye: “...”
You’re missing a few screws, aren't you? Don’t ruin my cool entrance!
Zhang Ye ignored Ante and ran over to Samanra’s trio with a grin. The three of them immediately became wary.
Zhang Ye gestured for them to calm down. “Don’t be nervous, don’t be nervous. We’re here to save you.”
“Save us?” Samanra asked suspiciously. “On what grounds?”
“On the grounds that you are major clients of our company,” Zhang Ye said as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “I told you before, didn't I? You’re our clients, so we have an obligation to ensure your personal safety.”
Samanra’s brow furrowed at those words.
As expected, was he also here for the Soul Essence Lamps?
But... although this guy was eccentric, being robbed by him at least didn't come with other worries. He only stole wealth and didn't take lives—and he certainly didn't force himself on women. Zhang Ye’s previous two robberies had proven this with practical action.
Therefore, being robbed by Zhang Ye was still better than being robbed by those animals from the Radiant Sun family.
Samanra nodded. “As long as you... as long as you don’t hurt us, you can have the lamps.”
Zhang Ye shook his head. “No, no, no, you’ve misunderstood. We didn't come for the lamps; we’re here to hand out bonuses.”
With that, he directly pulled out six Soul Essence Lamps and presented them to Samanra’s trio. He smiled and said, “I only robbed you before because I was short on points, but I have plenty now. I’m returning them to you with interest—twenty million points each. Keep them safe and don’t lose them again.”
Samanra and her companions blankly accepted the six lamps Zhang Ye handed over, only snapping out of it after a long moment.
Sabiba stammered, “These are... for us?”
Zhang Ye nodded. “That’s right. What do you think? Are you touched?”
Sabiba nodded, his face flushing red. “I thought you were bandits, but it turns out you’re actually good people!”
Zhang Ye chuckled. “Of course. I’m a saintly savior!”
Zhang Ye had previously felt that Sabiba was a bit arrogant, acting like a typical pampered young master, but now he seemed quite simple-minded.
Two Soul Essence Lamps had instantly boosted his favorability from 'Hostile' to 'Friendly.'
“Alright, now how do you want to handle these people?” Zhang Ye asked, looking at the bound group.
Samanra’s gaze instantly turned cold. “Kill them!”
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