Dare Not Act

At this moment, She Rang saw several figures emerge from the forest.
Now, those surrounding him numbered over a hundred.
Over a hundred Secret Cultivators, the lowest of whom were at least Third-Rank and above.
This was not even counting the thousands of mountain bandits nearby.
She Rang felt that all the misfortunes of his life had immediately converged before his eyes.
If he could survive and return this time, She Rang felt that he would surely find a place to live in seclusion thereafter, never to venture out again.
"She Rang, will you surrender yourself, or shall I make a move?"
Jiang Ling Han said coldly.
As his words fell, murderous aura suddenly erupted from all around the surrounding figures.
The Secret Masters of the Heavenly Palace's Secret Treasure Division were indeed not skilled in slaughter.
However, using numbers to bully the few, anyone understood that.
A hundred people attacking one person, with each person unleashing a secret art, could easily crush the opponent to death!
Currently, these Secret Masters were each brimming with killing intent and absolute confidence.
She Rang felt a chill run down his spine.
He had roamed the world for decades, and this was the most perilous moment.
Even when he had been besieged by the Heavenly Palace before, he had never felt such despair.
One must know, in the past, when the Heavenly Palace hunted down great rebels, having a dozen or so Heavenly Officials act together was already considered a grand formation.
How could it be like now, with over a hundred Secret Cultivators, just to deal with him alone?
What virtue or talent did he, She Rang, possess?
"Jiang Ling Han, regarding today's matter, I admit I was in the wrong."
She Rang said in a deep voice, "But I did not harm those two young ladies; there's no need for us to fight to mutual destruction.
I acknowledge your strength, you can indeed keep me here.
But I, She Rang, am not without the power to resist.
Even if you manage to keep me today, you will have to pay a heavy price.
Is this price worth it?"
Spiritual energy surged within She Rang's body, and a powerful aura soared into the sky.
He was also displaying his strength.
As a Ninth-Rank Secret Cultivator, She Rang usually concealed his true strength.
Even in front of the Peng Shi brothers, he had never unleashed his full power.
But this time, if he still wanted to hold back his strength, it would truly be seeking his own death.
"What makes you think that I, Jiang Ling Han, cannot afford this price?"
Jiang Ling Han looked at She Rang, seemingly oblivious to the aura emanating from him, and said with a cold laugh.
She Rang's expression stiffened.
Indeed, Jiang Ling Han was a madman through and through.
Would he care about the price?
Just to displease those Heavenly Palace aristocratic families, he could slaughter more than half of the Secret Masters of the Secret Treasure Division. Was such a thing something an ordinary person could do?
A person like that, if he truly wanted to kill him, how could he care about any price?
She Rang continuously lamented in his heart, how could he have encountered this madman, Jiang Ling Han?
Did those Heavenly Palace aristocratic families eat dung?
How could they let Jiang Ling Han escape alive?
"Must you be like this?"
She Rang said through gritted teeth.
He wondered if there was any significant enmity between him and Jiang Ling Han.
In the past, Jiang Ling Han was a Heavenly Palace member, and he, She Rang, was a rebel; their stances were different, so being enemies was normal.
But now, the Heavenly Palace was almost non-existent, and Jiang Ling Han himself had become a stray dog. What difference was there between him and a rebel like himself?
From any perspective, there was no need for them to fight to the death.
An ordinary person—
She Rang felt a bit disheartened. An ordinary person wouldn't do this, but Jiang Ling Han, he wasn't an ordinary person.
"Jiang Ling Han, what exactly do you want to do?"
She Rang said angrily.
"You, surrender, or die."
Jiang Ling Han said coldly.
"You're going too far!"
She Rang trembled with anger.
"You lot, I understand you very well."
Jiang Ling Han sneered, "Rather die with honor than live in shame. She Rang, I've given you a chance."
Jiang Ling Han slowly raised his right hand. The surrounding Secret Masters each took out their divine weapons and sharp artifacts, and began to brew their secret arts.
Even if they were low-grade secret arts, a hundred of them unleashed simultaneously would possess extraordinary power.
Moreover, the weakest among these people here were mid-grade Secret Cultivators.
One must know, when Jiang Ling Han selected people, low-grade Secret Masters were simply not qualified to be chosen.
Speaking of which, even if low-grade Secret Masters remained in the Heavenly Palace's Secret Treasure Division, those aristocratic families might not even bother with them.
She Rang knew that if he allowed the opponents to unleash their secret arts, even if he didn't die, he would be half-crippled.
"Wait!"
She Rang gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Ling Han, today I, She Rang, admit defeat!"
He had painstakingly cultivated to the Ninth-Rank Realm, and had yet to enjoy a good life. How could he be willing to die?
Wasn't it just bowing his head?
He, She Rang, had bowed his head many times in this life.
What was one more time?
As long as he lived, there would always be a chance to turn things around.
In the past, when his cultivation base was not good, he could still find opportunities to turn things around, let alone now?
As long as he lived, sooner or later, he would be able to avenge today's humiliation!
"Consider yourself sensible."
Jiang Ling Han said, a look of regret on his face, as if not being able to fight a grand battle disappointed him somewhat.
She Rang's heart turned cold. This Jiang Ling Han was truly a madman!
When two Ninth-Rank Secret Cultivators met, unless there was an irreconcilable hatred, who would be willing to immediately fight to the death?
Was it easy for everyone to cultivate to the Ninth-Rank Realm?
"Tie him up."
Jiang Ling Han ordered, then ignored She Rang and turned to look at Situ Yan Qing and Xue Huan.
"Miss Situ."
Jiang Ling Han said, "I received your assistance earlier, and I have nothing to repay you with.
This She Rang is a Ninth-Rank Secret Cultivator, with no small reputation among the great rebels.
I will give him to you."
She Rang: "..."
Situ Yan Qing: "..."
Xue Huan: "..."
"What do I want him for?"
Situ Yan Qing's face darkened as she said silently.
She Rang's face became even blacker than the bottom of a pot. Only now did he realize that this was the Situ clan's girl!
He had traveled the world for many years in vain, almost being tricked by two little girls!
He lowered his head, concealing the anger on his face.
If not for this madman Jiang Ling Han, he would have long since captured these two girls.
"As a servant, he's quite good."
Jiang Ling Han said, "You don't need to worry about him being disobedient. Our Heavenly Palace has enough methods to subdue people.
Don't look at how stubborn he is now; before long, I guarantee he'll be obedient."
Jiang Ling Han bared his teeth in a smile, revealing his stark white teeth. The surrounding air seemed to grow several degrees colder.
She Rang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He felt that his surrender was a wrong choice.
No, he seemed to have no other choice.
From the moment he encountered Jiang Ling Han, his fate seemed to have been sealed.
She Rang really wanted to resist now, to fight Jiang Ling Han to the death.
But now, he was already bound.
The Heavenly Palace's specially made ropes were impossible to break free from.
Moreover, he felt that the spiritual energy in his body was not circulating smoothly.
He didn't know what methods these bastards had used on him.
Now, he didn't even have the capital to risk his life!
One wrong step, a thousand wrong steps.
She Rang was filled with regret now.
When he first saw Jiang Ling Han, he should have broken through the encirclement and left.
At that time, Jiang Ling Han and these people might not have been able to keep him.
It was a pity that there was no regret medicine in the world.
Situ Yan Qing and Xue Huan looked at each other, now somewhat believing Jiang Ling Han's identity.
To make a Ninth-Rank Secret Cultivator a servant?
These words, perhaps only a high-ranking Heavenly Palace member could utter them.
"No, Senior Jiang, I am just a First-Rank Secret Cultivator. If you make a Ninth-Rank Secret Cultivator my servant, the pressure on me is immense."
Situ Yan Qing said.
Xue Huan sighed in her heart. This girl Qing Qing, a fool with a fool's luck. She helped Jiang Ling Han say a word, and unexpectedly, Jiang Ling Han bestowed such a great reward upon her.
Is making a Ninth-Rank Secret Cultivator a servant a matter of great or small pressure?
This is something others wouldn't even dare to dream of.
"You don't need to feel any pressure. If you find him displeasing, just kill him."
Jiang Ling Han said seriously, "I will be in Jiang Du for a while longer. During these days, I will teach you how to control him."
"Jiang Ling Han!"
She Rang finally couldn't hold back and roared furiously, "Don't go too far!
I, She Rang, will never be a servant!
If you have the guts, kill me. Otherwise, sooner or later, I will kill your entire family!"..