"Okay, let's go. Take me to your home.
We could save the Lin Clan first and destroy the Purple Sword Sect afterwards,"
Austin said with a soft laugh.
"Are we leaving immediately?
You said we're going to save the Lin Clan and then destroy the Purple Sword Sect,
but there're only three of us. How can we do this?"
The two siblings couldn't help but stare at Austin in confusion.
For a second, they thought that what they heard was a joke!
"Of course it wouldn't be just the three of us."
Austin grinned confidently.
"I see now!
I couldn't help but be shocked by your words!
The Purple Sword Sect is too powerful and it's impossible to defeat them with just three people!
Please inform the force behind you to send out troops so we can deal with the Purple Sword Sect
together.
Surely, the force behind you must be more powerful than the Purple Sword Sect, right?
Otherwise, you wouldn't be so confident and show no fear at all.
You really are our savior!
As long as you help us get through this, I'm willing to pay you back in any way, even... is fine."
A flush slowly bloomed on Maple's face and a coquettish smile pulled at her lips.
Any man would understand what she was trying to offer.
"Maple, you..."
Anxiety filled Maple's brother when he heard her words.
"Ahem! There's no need for that. My surname is Lin as well, and that's also why I'll only treat you as my
sister."
Austin coughed awkwardly and quickly rejected her.
"Let's discuss this later. The most important thing right now is to get in contact with the force behind
you as soon as possible and send people to help my family out.
Our headquarters has been under siege for several days already.
I have no information about the current situation."
Maple urged.
"I don't have any force behind me.
All I have is already right here.
Me and these slaves."
Austin pointed to himself and then towards the dozens of slaves behind him.
"What? Are you kidding?"
The two siblings were stunned by Austin's words again.
"You don't have a powerful force comparable to the Purple Sword Sect behind you?
All you have is yourself and these people?"
Maple couldn't contain her disappointment.
In her mind, she believed that this mysterious young man must have a powerful force supporting him.
If not, how could he boldly declare that he wanted to deal with the Purple Sword Sect?
Unexpectedly, reality slapped her with the truth.
"That's right."
Austin nodded, his smile still on his lips.
"You... You... You've been lying to me!"
Maple trembled in anger and jabbed a finger to Austin's face.
"Maple, I told you that this guy isn't reliable.
Don't listen to his nonsense anymore."
Even Maple's brother couldn't repress his fury as the tiny ray of hope he was holding was completely
trampled on.
"Why shouldn't you believe me?"
When he heard their dismissal, Austin couldn't help but frown.
"You're a liar! How can I believe you any longer!
There are three semi-governing gods, thousands of genuine premium-grade divine gods, and over a
hundred million disciples in the Purple Sword Sect!
How do you plan on dealing with them?"
Maple angrily demanded.
"I just want to help your clan. Stop quibbling with me!
If that's the case, I don't want to talk to you anymore.
I'll just show you whether I have the ability to deal with the Purple Sword Sect or not."
Austin shook his head with a heavy sigh.
With a wave of his hand, he sealed the siblings within a powerful force.
"Lead the way!
Otherwise, you'll know my ability!"
Austin demanded.
A terrifying pressure nearly crushed the two,
as if hundreds of thousands of divine mountains descended at the same time and made the
surrounding area tremble violently.
For a second, the two siblings thought that they were about to explode under the immense pressure of
energy.
"I'll lead the way. Don't hurt my sister!"
Maple's brother immediately pleaded.
"Go."
Austin waved his hand once again and the two were released,
and then he fell into step behind them.
Dozens of slaves also followed after Austin.
Their odd group was heading for the Lin Clan's headquarters.
Specifically, they were headed towards the Red Sword City where it was located.
In the past,
it was a lively and prosperous city bustling with people every single day.
However, in just a few days, the city's atmosphere was turned into something more intense.
It was almost like the calm before the storm, the silence when a fight was brewing.
Everyone in the city was ready to fight to the death,
while outside the city, a troop of the Purple Sword Sect surrounded them from all sides.
Countless soldiers crowded around the city and took up all the space.
Whether it was inside or outside the city, flashes of sword radiance soared into the sky and twisted in
the air like countless slithering dragons.
Meanwhile,
inside the Red Sword City,
the atmosphere within the Lin's mansion was even tenser.
Although it was called a mansion, it was big enough to be considered a small city,
there were thousands of buildings and courtyards with dedicate decorations.
In one of the halls of the Lin Clan,
a large group of senior members were busy having a meeting.
A middle-aged man with a square face sat at the very front. He was a genuine premium-grade divine
god shrouded in a sharp aura.
Based from the aura he released, his strength was far more powerful than that of an ordinary genuine
premium-grade divine god. In fact, his strength was closer to that of a semi-governing god.
However, a dark expression clouded over his face.
This man was the chief of the Lin Clan, Garth.
Around him sat hundreds of senior members of the Lin Clan.
Most of them were genuine premium-grade divine gods, while the rest were genuine medium-grade
divine gods.
From their auras alone, it was easy to see that this was the Lin Clan's most powerful group.
An oppressive atmosphere filled the hall.
"How many young disciples have escaped?"
Garth demanded with a frown.
"Leader, we tried our best to arrange their escape.
However, the Purple Sword Sect's defense was air-tight,
and I think only about a hundred young disciples managed to escape successfully.
What's worse,
I got news that most of the young disciples who got away were still chased down by enemies.
In short, the situation isn't good,"
an old man in grey, whose eyes were full of sword radiance, stood up and reported dutifully.
No one in the hall made a single sound for a long moment as they tried to digest his words.
"Alas, is there really no escape from this battle?"
An elder eventually let out a heavy sigh.
"Do you have any news about Maple and Gregory?"
After another moment of silence, Garth asked another question.
"They successfully escaped two days ago;
as for whether they escaped the Purple Sword Sect's chase or not...
I haven't received any news yet,"
the old man in grey replied.
"Leader, what should we do next?"
a charming middle-aged woman asked.
Although she was quite feminine, her words and behavior were also valiant and heroic in bearing.
"Try every means to send out our clan's young disciples.
They're the bloodline and hope of our family to rise again in the future.
As for us old guys, let's just think on our feet.
The Purple Sword Sect is much stronger than our clan.
We are no match for them at all.
Therefore, everyone should prepare themselves.
Once the battle begins, let's all run away as far as we can. Don't pick a fight you can't win."
Another heavy sigh left Garth's lips as he issued his order.
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