Ascension Of God 51 Asking For Help!

"It was no big deal, young people sometimes get excited," said Ming Feng, looking coldly at Bae Hong, who was on his knees on the floor.

"What? This d.a.m.n commoner broke my wrist and you won't do anything to this b.a.s.t.a.r.d ???" Shouted Bae Hong, his eyes were burning with anger.

He was the beloved son of heaven, a genius. How many women yearned for his company, how many men envied him, how much wealth did he have, how strong was he?

He had never felt so much pain, both physically and mentally.

This humiliation was engraved in his heart.

"Boy!! You are now a disciple of the Purple Flame Sect, don't try to use your father and worldly powers to pressure the Elders." Ming Feng said, his words cold and tyrannical.

Did this idiot want to use worldly powers to throw his weight on the sect? Was he an idiot?

Ming Feng was a powerful Elder, in his fifties, but looking like a man in his thirties.

His strength was famous across the continent, what could a mere City Lord do against him?

Bae Hong fell silent.

He then stood, pushed his way through the crowd, and quickly left the place in complete shame.

"This is not going to be like this… d.a.m.n Le Chang… You will suffer the consequences !!" He murmured.

Hatred had grown in his heart.

He arrived at the inn where he was staying, he was much more pompous than the Purple Flame Sect.

Its walls were made of delicately carved stones, there were guards at the front, rugs, and paintings, butlers pacing, carrying food for guests.

When he arrived everyone saw his sickly appearance, holding his wrist and tears streaming from his eyes, immediately the guards at the front went to his aid.

"Mr. Bae Hong, are you alright?" Said one of the guards.

"Get out of here," he said, releasing his aura in 10th Degree making the guards spit a lot of blood, as they were only in 5th Degree.

He went to his room until he found a small piece of jade in his things, then crushed it and sent a message to his father.

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"Quick, come here. Bring the wounded." - Ming Feng.

Ming Feng received several pills, medications, and money for any disciple setbacks, so by the time he learned of the attack he quickly sent servants to buy some more medicine pills and other items.

Of the three hundred young people, at least one hundred were in serious condition, the others had minor injuries.

With the help of the city guards, a large hall was organized and all the injured began to be treated. During the escape everyone was suppressing their emotions to the fullest, they could not let sadness overtake their minds.

But now that her safety was confirmed, the crying, the sadness, and the anguish quickly took hold.

In the end, they were children, they wouldn't be human if they didn't cry and mourn their dead acquaintances.

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"Well, we stabilize the seriously injured, they must recover… Unfortunately, some had their crops destroyed… Tsk… The sect of the Thousand Poison… You have no idea who they are dealing with…" Ming Feng was talking to Le Chang, Wuhan Xie and Lian Mei in a private room.

"Will the Sect move against the Thousand Poison Sect?" Asked Wuhan Xie.

"The Sect? No… no… The Patriarch will take care of it…" As he said that a faint glow pa.s.sed his eyes.

Ming Feng was one of the few who could see the Patriarch, and also one of the few who knew how terrifying the Patriarch was when he was angry.

"I see… Since it's all sorted out I'll excuse myself." - Said Le Chang getting up.

"We will also retire, excuse me." - Lian Mei.

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Le Chang was walking quietly down the hall when he heard Wuhan Xie and Lian Mei calling him.

"Wait… About before, sorry to put you in that situation." - Wuhan Xie.

"Mm? That wasn't your fault. Bae Hong thinks he might be arrogant in front of everyone, but he's very wrong." - Le Chang. - "... I'll go get something to eat, want to come with me?"

"Of course, we will." - Lian Mei.

They went down to the inn entrance, sat at a table in a secluded corner, and ordered meat and wine.

"Le Chang… You have to be careful, the Bae Clan is extremely powerful, I know their Patriarch is in the 4th Grade of the Spirit Dao…" Wuhan Xie said worriedly.

"Bae Hong has some older brothers, they are all already in the Sect… Some are in the Spirit Dao… You must pay attention, they will probably try to suppress you." - Lian Mei.

"I see ... Well, obstacles are always appearing on the Martial Path, this is just one more thing I'll have to cross." Said Le Chang, his voice was pure confidence.

Suppress? They may try, but with his cultivation speed, he would probably enter the Spirit Dao in the coming months. No one knew how strong he would be in the Spirit Dao.

There was no one like him in the world, only Le Chang could enter his Spiritual Cave while in the Dao of Integration.

Wuhan Xie and Lian Mei looked at each other and gave a slight smile.

The three continued talking for a long time, then each went to their room.

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First Cla.s.s City: Bae City.

A man in a golden cloak sat on a crystal throne, beside him were several women.

He was the Patriarch of the Bae Clan and also the father of Bae Hong.

In front of him was a servant on his knees with a piece of jade in his hands.

"If... Lord Bae Long, Young Master Bae Hong sent a message to the Lord." - Servant.

Bae Long waved a hand and the piece of jade flew to his palm.

"Get out of here." - Bae Long.

"Ex ... Excuse me." Said the servant, hurrying out.

Bae Long crushed the piece of jade, the dust then levitated and formed a message in the air.

Bae Hong explained what had happened, making Le Chang look as terrible as possible and showing that he was the victim himself.

Seeing the message that his son was wounded and humiliated, Bae Long was enraged.

"Does this ant dare oppose my Bae Clan? Is he crazy?" He shouted, an oppressive aura coming from his body that made the women around him tremble with fear.

"Call the commander of the guards Oa Tian immediately." - Bae Long.

A few moments later came a burly middle-aged man in gold armor.

The aura on his body was the mark that he was in the Dao of the Spirit and just like the rest of the Bae Clan pride was stamped on his face.

"Master Bae Long." Oa Tian bowed.

"I have someone who wants you to find a way…"