Chapter 782: Seeking Help

Zhang He climbed to the top of the mountain under the guidance of the high-level dark warrior. He looked at the back of the person standing on the top of the mountain in the dim light with fear and trepidation.

"Pavilion...Pavilion Master, I pay my respects to you." Zhang He's trembling legs made him kneel down without his control.

He himself couldn't understand why he knelt down in fear just by seeing Li Hanxue's back. He was loyal to Luo Weiyuan, but why he knelt down in fear just by seeing Li Hanxue's back. The not very strong back seemed to be full of infinite majesty, which made people awed and shuddered.

The most incredible thing was that Zhang He also recognized Li Hanxue's orthodox status and acknowledged that he was the real master of the Desolate Pavilion.

Li Hanxue turned around slowly, glanced at Zhang He who was kneeling on the ground with his head down, and smiled: "Get up and talk."

"Yes, yes, Pavilion...Pavilion Master." Zhang He stood up trembling with fear. When he looked up, he secretly glanced at Li Hanxue. The moment his eyes met with Li Hanxue, he felt as if thousands of swords pierced his heart and his whole body was cold.

"He... is he really just a boy under 20 years old?" Seeing the sharp eyes in Li Hanxue's eyes that could pierce the soul, Zhang He really couldn't believe that a boy under 20 years old could have such a sharp look.

"Tell me, what's your name?" Li Hanxue said with a smile.

"My surname is Zhang and my given name is He, which means He in combined strength." Zhang He said.

"Shouldn't you be under Luo Weiyuan's command now? Why did you come to me?"

"Lord Luo sent me to ask for help from the Pavilion Master. Our 30,000 disciples were trapped in Baikou Valley by the people of Guimen and are in danger. I hope that the Pavilion Master will put aside the past grudges, take the lives of the brothers in Huang Pavilion as the most important, and send troops to save us from the water and fire." Zhang He said.

"Did Luo Weiyuan say this himself?"

"Yes, that's what Lord Luo meant."

"Luo Weiyuan and I fought before, and the two of us were tied. According to the agreement, he should have surrendered to me, but he went back on his word and refused to surrender to me. Now he sent you to ask me to send troops. Do you think I should send troops to rescue such a person who doesn't keep his promise?" Li Hanxue asked Zhang He with a smile.

"Lord Luo was indeed wrong first, but Lord Pavilion Master, you are the leader of a pavilion, and now so many brothers are suffering. I hope you will put aside your personal grudges for the time being and put the overall situation first." Zhang He said neither servile nor arrogant.

"You are quite eloquent. According to what you said, if I saved Luo Weiyuan, and he betrayed me again, should I let him go for the sake of the overall situation? He deserves to be betrayed again?"

"This...this..." Zhang He was speechless and knelt down again, "Master, please save our brothers no matter what."

Li Hanxue laughed and said, "Zhang He, I will tell you the truth. I have already sent out troops and ambushed near Baikou Valley. Your Master Luo will be alive and well."

Zhang He was overjoyed: "So the Master has already made arrangements. I would like to thank the Master on behalf of 30,000 brothers. I have to go back and report to Master Luo. Please excuse me for leaving first."

"Wait a minute, you stay here. Luo Weiyuan doesn't need you either."

"But if Master Luo doesn't know that the Master has agreed to send troops, he will definitely be very uneasy."

Zhang He wanted to leave again and again, but Li Hanxue forced him to stay.

Zhang He is a smart man. After thinking it over, he had a question in his mind: "Master, do you not want to send troops to rescue Master Luo? Otherwise, why don't you let me go back?"

Li Hanxue smiled and said, "You are a smart man, so you should understand one thing. It is best not to ask too much about some things. Zhang He, I think you are a disciple of the Desolate Pavilion. It is not easy to practice to the high-level Mingwu realm. I will give you two choices now. One is to choose to leave this place far away and practice in a place where no one knows you. If you want, I can give you a Ten Thousand Worlds Talisman, and you can go to any secret realm as you wish. But you must never return to the Desolate Pavilion. Anything in the Desolate Pavilion has nothing to do with you."

"Why? Why did the Master do this?" Zhang He was very puzzled.

At this time, Su Xun came out of the darkness and smiled: "Zhang He, the Pavilion Master is doing this for your own good, don't ask too much."

No matter how smart Zhang He was, he couldn't figure out the reason why Li Hanxue asked him to leave his hometown. This was related to Su Xun's plan. If he succeeded in subduing Luo Weiyuan, Zhang He would leak the fact that Li Hanxue was detained under house arrest. When Luo Weiyuan knew about it, he would definitely rebel against the Desolate Pavilion.

"I want to know the second way." After all, Zhang He has been in the Desolate Pavilion for hundreds of years, and friendship is not something that can be cut off just by saying so.

Li Hanxue laughed coldly: "The second way is to become my slave."

Li Hanxue's pupils opened, and a golden brand flew out and was imprinted in Zhang He's mind.

Zhang He's body suddenly shook, staring at Li Hanxue in disbelief: "Master, no, I don't want to be a slave, let me go."

Li Hanxue said: "Don't worry, the soul imprint I planted in your body will only last for ten years. As long as you don't have any other intentions, this soul imprint will not be activated. If you do something you shouldn't do, then I'm sorry. So, you'd better stay away from Huangge and never come back."

Zhang He hesitated for a moment and finally chose to leave.

Involved in the fight between Li Hanxue and Luo Weiyuan, the only ones who will end up miserable are Huangge disciples with low status.

After Zhang He left, Su Xun smiled and said: "Since the master has this method of enslavement, why not enslave Zhang He directly? Keep him in Huangge and let him work for Huangge."

Li Hanxue said: "Slaving others is like raising a flock of ducks. It is not a happy thing to be distracted all the time. What I want to do is just be a pure warrior, not a ruler who wants to enslave everyone. Then It’s too tiring for me. If it hadn’t been for Senior Ghost’s orders, I might not have become the Lord of Huangge.”

Su Xun became unusually silent after hearing Li Hanxue's words.

In Baikou Valley.

Luo Weiyuan held a palm-sized ghost face. The ghost face emitted infinite light, forming a protective barrier to block the violent attack of the big ghost.

This little ghost face was a protective object given to Luo Weiyuan by the ghost-faced old man. It was originally a half-step holy weapon, but later because the ghost-faced old man failed to attack the holy king, this treasure was also damaged. The power it can exert Less than one tenth.

But facing the powerful five-headed ghost, he could hold on for an hour without breaking.

Luo Weiyuan was sweating profusely and anxious: "Why hasn't Zhang He come back yet? An Jian Mansion is only a thousand miles from north to south. He should have contacted Su Xun and the others long ago."

Ji Xiangtian, who had been ambushing near Baikou Valley, was also anxious. Looking at the five big ghosts, he was eager to try.

"Little Pavilion Master, hurry up and send the signal!"

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