Chapter 1209: Arrival of the Troops!
Then, Jun Mo Xie pointed to Gu Han's hand that was gripping his collar and ordered: "Let go!"
"What did you say? Just playing around?" An extremely dangerous, sinister look filled Gu Han's eyes. Jun Mo Xie glared back provocatively, a cold smirk on the corner of his lips.
But Gu Han suddenly chuckled and let go of his hand and said with great carefreeness. "Since you said you are playing around, then enjoy playing and continue to play! If an Evil Monarch of his generation wishes to play, what can I, someone who is about to die, do about it?"
Jun Mo Xie was stumped. He really didn't expect him to reply like this. He couldn't help but curse. "F*ck you! What are you saying?! That's your daughter!"
"Why, Manor Lord Jun doesn't understand the human language I'm speaking?" Gu Han chuckled.
"I have nothing else to say and will not continue to be angry with you here." Gu Han scoffed. "One more thing, she is not my daughter. Please remember. Do not ever let her know that she is my daughter. This is the last request I have of you!"
When Gu Han was done speaking, he suddenly removed the spatial lock and walked out. In two big strides, he had already joined the experts from the Holy Lands. His hair and beard had all turned snowy white, but his expression was much more relaxed!
His regained his magnificent bearing, as if he had suddenly turned into another person. Although it had yet to return to the same level as when Jun Mo Xie met him for the first time, it was completely different from the dispirited man just now!
Right or wrong, all his achievements had been spoken about clearly with Jun Mo Xie in that spatial lock earlier.
Even if he was wrong, even if he was guilty, he had protected the continent for ten thousand years!
Even if he was right and had made contributions, he had also done numerous things that were extremely wrong!
But right now, none of these mattered anymore!
The only thing important was the battle ahead.
Gu Han merely turned up his nose at the 'merely playing around' Jun Mo Xie spoke of!
If the Evil Monarch was really this sort of irresponsible person, than Gu Han could only admit that he had misjudged!
Just as he said: no matter what you do, I do not know!
To someone who went from extremely responsible to someone who was extremely irresponsible in a single second, Jun Mo Xie didn't know whether to laugh or cry!
What the heck, what's this? What sort of person is he!
But Jun Mo Xie also knew that the moment Gu Han stepped out of the spatial lock, all his agony, guilt, and shame no longer existed!
Because he had handed everything over to him!
Gu Han truly did not wish to live anymore!
Similarly, the Holy Lands were destined to turn into an existence in the historical records after this battle! This was what they pursued and wished for! Even if Jun Mo Xie knelt down to beg them, they would not change their minds.
Their minds were already dead!
Jun Mo Xie couldn't stop their deaths, and he also did not wish to!
Just as he said earlier, even if they want to die, they must die after maximizing their greatest worth!
This was Jun Mo Xie's only request.
This request may be cold-blooded and cruel.
But it was the only request he could make!
This was the only way to bring about more value to this battle!
This was the only way to be responsible to the Xuan Xuan Continent!
If he allowed these experts to go self-detonating after dealing with some small fries, then Young Master Jun would really want to cry!
A man of wartime must live free and at ease; if they had to die, they had to die a heroic death!
To have a clear conscience and feel no qualms about this life!
Even if they turned into clouds of smoke that ultimately filled the skies, they were the most heroic clouds!
This was a man!
This was not letting down the name of being a man!
This sentence was not only Jun Mo Xie's request of the three Holy Lands, but also of all his subordinates, all the soldiers of Tian Fa, and himself!
Rumbling noises could be heard from the distance.
The troops from Tian Fa had finally arrived!
All the aerial Xuan Beasts who were seventh level and above were deployed to bring them here. Although they were not strong enough and needed to stop to rest, they brought forces with them at this crucial timing.
When Jun Mo Xie went over, Mei Xue Yan was checking the troops.
Jun Mo Xie learnt of good news: aside from the Peng Tribe and Monkey Tribe, who were slightly weaker and still on their way, the Lion Tribe, Panther Tribe, Condor Tribe, and Wolf Tribe has a total of twenty thousand men that arrived! Bringing great relief to the shortage of manpower!
Right now, Tian Fa had a total of thirty four thousand men, and the Holy Lands still had seven thousand, making it a total of forty one thousand men that could go out to battle. And all of them had reached Venerable level. All of them were fully prepared for the battle!
At noon, with Gu Han leading Mo Wu Dao and the rest, divided their seven thousand men into ten different troops and came to Tian Fa's base in an orderly fashion, indicating that they accepted Jun Mo Xie taking full command.
Jun Mo Xie did not refuse or reject the Holy Land's decision.
No matter what discrepancies or enmity they had before this, right now, they were comrades standing in the same trench.
The only exception were those five who followed Xia Chang Tian. They refused to join anyone else from the Holy Lands and remained outside. No matter how Gu Han convinced them, they remained unbudging.
We will definitely partake in this calamity, but we absolutely will not join forces with you! We kill on our own; we don't need you to bother about whether we live or die! Since you guys watched from the sides when they sought us for revenge, then why do I have to listen to you now?
Similarly, we will absolutely not accept command, especially the command of our enemy...
Although they did not outright speak of this attitude, it was clear from their expressions and behavior.
Jun Mo Xie didn't bother himself with this and even stopped those who wanted to go and convince them. Let them be; even if they want to go and self-detonate, no one will stop them. There will be a large-scale battle happening here anytime, a few more people didn't matter!
Don't think that someone will go and coddle you just because you throw a tantrum! This Young Master doesn't have the time!
Mo Wu Dao walked in with a dark expression, not anything anything. He only stared at Jun Mo Xie, a conflicted look in his eyes.
A pity, Jun Mo Xie did not have the time to bother about him. No matter how conflicted you look, it is meaningless to the current situation!
But Jun Mo Xie exchanged a few sentences with someone who defended the old battlefield of the War for Seizing the Heavens cordially.
"Senior Leng Tong, long time no see. How have you been?"
Leng Tong laughed bitterly and said, "Manor Lord Jun, your speed is truly unparalleled in all of history! How admirable." Of course, he wasn't speaking of Jun Mo Xie's speed when he moved, but his speed at advancing.
Jun Mo Xie's advancing speed was truly a little freakish. Even the Nine Nether First Young Master did not have a speed like this. A youth, barely twenty, who had the legendary cultivation of a peak fourth level Saint Monarch was unbelievable. Furthermore, this youth was a wastrel debauchee who was not even a Xuan cultivator three years ago!
Jun Mo Xie laughed loudly and spoke sincerely. "Senior Leng Tong, I still need to thank you for your clarity in distinguishing right or wrong back then. I often reminisce Senior's grace back then."
Leng Tong chuckled. "Ridiculous, I merely pushed the boat against the current back then; I believe that even if I did not make that choice, you would also have the ability to resolve that crisis with not the slightest harm. Furthermore, you were in the advantageous position back then, haha..."
"Although we say that, but Jun Mo Xie still owes you a favor." Jun Mo Xie chuckled before his face turned solemn. He asked slowly. "Will you be joining the Holy Lands this time?"
This sentence was asking if Leng Tong had come intentions to die this time.
"Of course, it is my greatest honor to spill my blood here! And my greatest wish! I, Leng Tong, have cultivated my entire life for nothing else but this war!"
"Good!" Jun Mo Xie nodded his head slowly and let out a long sigh. "Leng Tong, truly a real man, a good man! You can't compare to me when it comes to specious arguments, escaping or advancing. But in terms of distinguishing right and wrong, and this ease of yours, I cannot compare!"
Even Gu Han was surprised when he said this.
Although Leng Tong had significant cultivation, he was merely a Saint. How could he receive such high praise from the Evil Monarch?
With everyone's countless years of wisdom and experience, they could tell that Jun Mo Xie meant what he was saying and wasn't just trying to flatter him.
This was praise and admiration for Leng Tong, but also a conclusion for himself.
Only he knew himself best. Jun Mo Xie was clear that he still had too many weaknesses.
An eccentric personality, egoistic, and extreme.
Imagine, if he did not have the Hongjun Pagoda, in this world where the clenched fist was the biggest argument, he would have died numerous times already!
If not for the existence of the Hongjun Pagoda, Jun Mo Xie believed that it was a positive estimate that he may be able to bring his own cultivation to that of an Earth Xuan in a year with unwavering perseverance. As to the current level of a peak fourth level Saint Monarch, it was definitely impossible even if he dissected his bones and flesh and reassembled it together!
Even if he didn't die, then the greatest achievement he would achieve would, at the very most, be tangled with Li You Ran in Tian Xiang City all the way till the end of his life.