After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 190 - Not Welcoming Me? Then I’ll Just Leave

“Holy Son of the Spirit Phoenix Sect?!”

“Over the years, this old minister has dealt with abyssal apostles countless times, but this is the first time I’ve heard your sect has a ‘Holy Son.’”

Three elders stood at the hall’s entrance, arms crossed, glaring at the white-robed youth before them. Their expressions were stern, their presence intimidating.

Their mood couldn’t have been worse.

Late at night, the elders had been enjoying a pleasant gathering, drinking and resting. Suddenly, they were interrupted by cries for help from disciples outside. When they emerged, they found this white-robed youth had slaughtered dozens of celestial servants right in front of them.

Such an act was the ultimate provocation! It was as if he held no regard for the dignity of Dragon Dynasty’s celestial ministers!

These ministers weren’t ordinary individuals—they were ancient monsters who had lived for centuries. To hold first- or second-rank positions under the Empress meant they had at least reached Void Refinement or Void God levels.

Even when dealing with dogs, one must consider their master!

And now, this so-called “Holy Son of the Spirit Phoenix Sect,” an unknown youth, dared to act so arrogantly and disrespectfully?

Boom!

In an instant, the three elder ministers unleashed their celestial might, directing it toward the spotless white-robed youth.

“Honorable ministers, I came here with sincere intentions to discuss business...” He Ange said with a faint smile, his tone tinged with helplessness.

His cold eyes glimmered with a hint of malice. The polite smile on his face quickly turned icy: “Must we escalate things like this?”

The chilling tone sent shivers down the spines of the elder ministers.

Despite standing under the combined pressure of three celestial ministers, the white-robed youth remained unfazed. Hands behind his back, his cold gaze exuded an aura of indifference—a demeanor befitting a villain.

This both unnerved and infuriated the ministers.

After all, who among them hadn’t faced countless threats in their long lives?

If it were someone like “He Yan,” a renowned abyssal apostle, they might have shown some restraint—even if dozens of celestial servants had been killed. But tonight, their visitor was an unheard-of “Holy Son of the Spirit Phoenix Sect,” a mere junior daring to act so insolently?

Why couldn’t he sit down and talk like a civilized person?

Why kill dozens of celestial servants first?

If anyone investigated later, how were they supposed to explain the deaths of these servants?

And now this so-called Holy Son had the audacity to suggest they were the ones causing trouble?

They had seen arrogant cultists before—but never one as shameless as this!

“You brat!”

“Whether you’re truly the Holy Son of the Spirit Phoenix Sect or not—this old man will know with one strike!”

One elder stepped forward in anger.

With his white hair flying, he raised his hand for a crushing blow. To avoid alerting Heaven’s Will, he limited his attack to peak Divine Transformation strength. Yet even so, its power was terrifying—shaking the heavens and splitting the earth.

The massive palm strike descended like a collapsing sky—its weight immeasurable!

Boom!

The palm landed, celestial energy rippling outward.

But when the dust settled,

The white-robed youth remained standing—unharmed. He merely coughed lightly as if clearing his throat out of boredom.

In front of him stood a moonlit maiden of unparalleled beauty. She had stepped forward to shield him, using her folding fan to deflect the elder’s attack.

Meanwhile,

The three elders were left speechless by what they saw—dozens of bridal puppets descended from above, surrounding them on all sides. Each puppet radiated energy far surpassing Divine Transformation level—capable of obliterating ten miles of Dragon Dynasty’s territory at any moment!

“Who... who are you...”

“To have a Heavenly God-level abyssal apostle as your protector?”

With blades inches from their throats, the elders finally swallowed their anger—forced into silence.

Despite their centuries of experience, they were stunned. Never had they heard of any young talent traveling with a semi-divine protector!

Even the most gifted prodigies from celestial sects couldn’t boast such an entourage!

“Alright, have we caused enough trouble?”

“If you’re not interested in doing business, just close the door and send us off. We’ll leave.”

He Ange spoke with disinterest.

Glancing at the unresponsive elders, he sighed: “Sister Yuan Yi, let’s go. We’ll tell Master that they’re not interested in working with us anymore.”

“......”

The elders showed no intention of stopping him. Their expressions remained hostile—smirking with disdain.

They didn’t believe this young man would actually leave.

After all,

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Business negotiations were mutually beneficial. These seasoned ministers wouldn’t lower themselves to beg an unknown “Holy Son” to stay.

Who did he think he was?

They were high-ranking ministers of Dragon Dynasty—respected figures in celestial sects. Why should they grant him such face?

Sharing a glance,

The elders chuckled—completely indifferent.

Meanwhile,

He Ange led the way out—with Yuan Yi following behind.

Yuan Yi glanced at him curiously, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. Her beautiful face betrayed a mix of curiosity and doubt.

Having served Feng Yuan for so long,

Yuan Yi hadn’t interacted much with He Ange. Her impression of him was still that of a pitiful and easily bullied junior whose spiritual veins had been destroyed.

But tonight,

As Spirit Phoenix Sect’s Holy Son representing Feng Yuan in negotiations with Dragon Dynasty’s ministers,

Yuan Yi witnessed He Ange’s unique style for the first time.

She had to admit—it was intriguing.

Strong but not domineering—polite yet assertive—he upheld the sect’s dignity without overstepping boundaries.

However,

Dragon Dynasty’s elder ministers weren’t easy to deal with.

Even with Yuan Yi’s protection,

He Ange could suppress them through force—but business negotiations required more than brute strength. This was Dragon Dynasty’s territory—the ministers backed by the Empress’s authority feared no threats.

Now,

The elders were certain He Ange wouldn’t actually leave—watching silently as if enjoying a show.

And Yuan Yi knew He Ange wasn’t truly planning to leave either. Breaking off years of covert dealings between Spirit Phoenix Sect and Dragon Dynasty over such a minor dispute would be a lose-lose move.

Yuan Yi wondered how He Ange would navigate this awkward situation.

“You know, Qin Shiyan seems to be investigating Li Daoyuan lately...”

“Sister Yuan Yi, why don’t we visit her tonight for tea? We could discuss how much information about Li Daoyuan’s backers is worth—and which high-ranking officials branded those celestial servants in Shengxu Sect’s forbidden zone as slaves... And perhaps we could uncover how Wanmo Sect—a distant eastern faction—managed to connect with Shengxu Sect’s elder Li Daoyuan... Who’s pulling strings behind the scenes? Who’s betraying Dragon Dynasty?”

He Ange spoke casually—but his sly smile carried a dangerous edge.

At that moment,

The elders couldn’t remain silent any longer—

“Wait! Wait!”

“Who are you?! How do you know all this?!”

Panic set in—

Their covert dealings with Spirit Phoenix Sect had nothing to do with “Zongshan Plains.” It was unrelated business entirely.

Yet somehow,

This so-called Holy Son named He Yuan knew intricate details about their secrets—down to which ministers were colluding with Wanmo Sect—and which celestial servants in Shengxu Sect were spies under their control...

Such precise knowledge far exceeded what an outsider like Spirit Phoenix Sect should know!

And most terrifyingly,

He Yuan deliberately mentioned Qin Shiyan—the one minister these elders feared most!

Qin Shiyan was one of Dragon Dynasty’s most trusted officials—tasked with carrying out covert operations for the Empress herself. If she discovered their treachery—the consequences would be catastrophic!

As a cultist,

He Yuan should’ve been clueless about court politics—

Yet he seemed intimately familiar with Dragon Dynasty’s internal power dynamics—

He wasn’t just some mad cultist—he was calculating and well-informed—a true insider.

“I’ll reintroduce myself one last time.”

“I am He Yuan—the newly appointed Holy Son of Spirit Phoenix Sect—here under Feng Yuan’s orders to cooperate with you.”

Turning back,

He Ange spoke calmly—his tone brimming with confidence while his expression revealed disdain for their secrets—

During late-night drinking sessions,

Li Daoyuan had spilled many secrets to He Ange—likely assuming he wouldn’t survive long enough to use them—

Little did he know—

These secrets would become He Ange’s leverage against these elder ministers—

With just one word to Qin Shiyan about Shengxu Sect’s stolen treasures—they’d face impeachment and investigation by the Empress herself—

Meanwhile,

Spirit Phoenix Sect would suffer no losses—in fact—they could profit by selling information to Qin Shiyan—

After all,

As cultists—they had nothing left to lose—

They were already condemned by society—what harm could a few more enemies do?

Clearly,

He Ange held far more leverage than these ministers—

One slip-up—and they’d face execution while Spirit Phoenix Sect remained unscathed—

“Lord He Yuan,

I deeply regret any offense caused earlier...”

“The night air is chilly—why don’t we continue our discussion inside?”

Sighing heavily,

The lead elder finally relented—

It wasn’t evil cultists they feared most—it was cunning ones who knew how to manipulate people!