177: Chapter 177 Leave your things behind, you can leave.

Slap!

Wang Teng backhanded a heavy slap across Zhao Wujiang's face.

"Useless trash!"

Wang Teng was trembling with rage. "Crying! What's the use of crying!"

"If he wanted to kill us, we would have already died just now in the great hall!"

"He didn't kill us, and he even gave us three days. What does this mean?"

Li Daoxuan's eyes flashed, and he chimed in, "This is... giving us a chance!"

"Exactly!"

Wang Teng forced himself to calm down. After all, he was a Heavenly Immortal (Third Stage), and his mental fortitude far surpassed ordinary people.

"He is beating us into submission! He wants us to... pick a side!"

"Pick a side?"

"He wants us to prove our loyalty with concrete actions!" A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Wang Teng's eyes. "He wants us to... completely sever ties with the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

"If we can't find the Yellow Weasel Demon within three days, him killing Zhao Wujiang will be to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wujiang trembled even more violently.

"Then... what do we do now? Should we immediately... immediately contact the Heavenly Demon Sect?" Li Daoxuan asked.

"Are you crazy?!"

Wang Teng growled, "That Inspector just left, and you dare to contact the Demon Sect right behind his back? Are you courting death?!"

"Then... then this Yellow Weasel Demon..."

"Investigate! Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we must investigate!"

Wang Teng gritted his teeth, "But before we investigate, we must... first appease this lord!"

"He was startled today."

"No, it was us... who offended him!"

Wang Teng stood up abruptly.

"Today, at the city gate, he was humiliated by that dead dog, Captain Wang Wu."

"And then at the City Lord's Mansion, he was probed by the three of us."

"Right now, he must be... very unhappy!"

Li Daoxuan and Zhao Wujiang exchanged glances, both seeing the fear in each other's eyes.

An Inspector holding a secret decree from the Immortal Emperor, bearing the Emperor's might, with combat power comparable to a Heavenly Immortal, and a decisive and ruthless nature...

He was unhappy.

The consequences...

"We must offer an apology!"

Wang Teng made a prompt decision, his voice resolute.

"And it must be a heavy gift! A heavy gift sufficient to appease his anger!"

"Our three families have been local tyrants in this White Jade Immortal State for ten thousand years. The Immortal Emperor... likely has long been displeased with us."

"This time, it's a warning, and also a final chance!"

"If we cannot satisfy this lord..."

Wang Teng took a deep breath: "The ten-thousand-year foundation of our three families will come to an end!"

"Zhao Wujiang!"

"Here! Here!"

"You colluded with the Demon Sect, your sins are the deepest! Your Zhao Family will contribute fifty percent!"

"Ah?!" Zhao Wujiang's face turned green.

"Li Daoxuan!"

"Brother Wang, please speak."

"Our two families will each contribute twenty-five percent!"

"This..." Li Daoxuan also felt the pain in his heart.

"What? Can't bear to part with it?"

Wang Teng sneered, "Are you reluctant to part with those Family assets, or... reluctant to part with your heads?!"

"Don't forget, that person's Cultivation Technique is incomparably bizarre and can devour all techniques! He even dared to withstand my Wang Family's Heavenly Immortal pressure!"

"He is currently at the Earth Immortal (Ninth Stage)... If he were to take another step up..."

Wang Teng didn't dare to continue.

"I... I will contribute!"

Zhao Wujiang was the first to compromise; saving his life was more important.

"...Sigh, my Li Family will contribute too."

Wang Teng nodded, a flash of determination in his eyes.

"Pass my order! Open Vault No. 3! No! Open Vault No. 1!"

"Take out that Nine-Turn Golden Pellet that this old man was preparing to use to break through to the Golden Immortal realm and give it to him!"

"Tonight, the three of us old things won't sleep."

"Even if we have to empty our coffers, we must serve this... lord well!"

"Tomorrow morning, we will... personally visit and offer a humble apology!"

For the three major families of Baiyu City, it was destined to be a sleepless night.

From the depths of the vaults of the Wang, Li, and Zhao families, the wails of the clan elders, pained to the point of being unable to breathe, could be heard incessantly.

However, under the strict order of the Heavenly Immortal Old Ancestors to "give it or die," ten thousand years of accumulation were packed up and consolidated like flowing water.

The next day, early morning.

The sky was just beginning to brighten.

In the southern district of Baiyu City, that most dilapidated street welcomed an unprecedented earthquake today.

The street was cleared.

The private soldiers of the three major families, fully armed, with a guard every three steps and a sentry every five, surrounded the Liu Family Martial Arts Hall tightly.

But they weren't here to cause trouble.

They were... here to act as security.

At the entrance of the martial arts hall, under that crooked plaque.

Wang Teng, Heavenly Immortal (Third Stage).

Li Daoxuan, Heavenly Immortal (Second Stage).

Zhao Wujiang, Heavenly Immortal (First Stage).

Three titans who could make the White Jade Immortal State tremble just by stomping their feet.

At this moment, they had all changed into plain green robes, not even daring to wear a single hairpin, looking like three of the most pious Daoist acolytes.

Standing respectfully side by side.

Heads lowered, waists bent, not even daring to breathe loudly.

They were... waiting for the door to open.

"Creak—"

That broken wooden door was finally pulled open.

Liu Ming, this old man at the Earth Immortal (First Stage), rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out, yawning.

When he saw these three great gods at the door, he was so startled that he almost knelt down on the spot.

"Wang... Old Ancestor Wang? Li... Old Ancestor Li? Zhao... Old Ancestor Zhao?!"

"Three... three elders, what are you doing..."

"Steward Liu."

Wang Teng, this Heavenly Immortal (Third Stage), wore a smile that was kinder than crying at this moment.

He even cupped his hands in greeting to Liu Ming, this "rebellious remnant" at the Earth Immortal (First Stage).

"Steward Liu, yesterday, the three of us were blind and offended the Inspector."

"We are filled with fear and have been unable to sleep all night."

"Today, we have prepared a humble gift to... come and offer our apologies."

"We hope... we hope Steward Liu can put in a good word for us... in front of the lord."

"Ah?!"

Liu Ming was completely stunned. He had lived for ten thousand years; when had he ever seen a Heavenly Immortal speak to him in such a subservient manner?!

He looked at the three Storage Rings that Wang Teng was handing over, flashing with top-tier immortal light and looking outrageously expensive.

He only felt that his worldview had collapsed.

This... is this the majesty of the Inspector?!

"Ahem."

Just as Liu Ming was at a loss, not knowing whether to accept them or not.

A cold voice, carrying a hint of just-woken-up laziness, drifted out from the courtyard.

"Liu Ming."

"Here! Lord! I am here!"

Liu Ming bowed as if electrocuted.

"What's all the noise?"

"It's... it's the three Old Ancestors, they... they have come to apologize..."

"Apologize?"

Lin Feng walked out slowly.

He was still in that black robe, hands behind his back, not even glancing at the three Heavenly Immortals.

He simply said, in an extremely impatient tone,

"Leave the items."

"You people, can get lost."