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Chapter 237 - 238 North King’s Palace Bids Farewell to the Young Master

Chapter 237: Chapter 238 North King’s Palace Bids Farewell to the Young Master

Wu Qingcheng held an object in her hand, a pitch-black token inscribed with ancient, vigorous dragon patterns. It was none other than the Martial Alliance Order!

Whoosh!

"Good heavens, that’s the legendary Martial Alliance Order!"

"With the Martial Alliance Order in hand, one can mobilize one hundred thousand heroes of the Dragon Country’s Martial Alliance!"

Everyone in the room gasped in shock!

Wu Qingcheng sneered, "You think a mere Beiwang Blade can intimidate me? What a joke!"

The Dark King’s pupils shimmered with a serious hue!

The Martial Alliance Order symbolized the legendary leader of the Martial Alliance!

Just like the Martial King of the military!

The leader of the Martial Alliance was also a supreme powerhouse in Dragon Country, even more senior and with unfathomable skills.

His Martial Alliance was a royal-level force in Dragon Country!

Even the Martial King would not want to provoke the Martial Alliance!

"Follow me!" Wu Qingcheng commanded.

Ye Wudao’s lips curled into a smile; his third senior sister was too impressive!

He waved his hand grandly, "Beiwang Palace, let’s go!"

As Ye Wudao and the remnants of the Beiwang Palace left, the Dark King could no longer sit still and bellowed, "I dare anyone to try!"

Wu Qingcheng’s beautiful eyes flashed coldly, "Dark King, what do you want to do?"

"Hmph, since Miss Wu has already taken out the Martial Alliance Order, I will give the leader of the Martial Alliance some face and allow you to take Ye Wudao. However, all the remnants of the Beiwang Palace must stay!" the Dark King said with a frosty gaze.

What?

Wu Qingcheng’s face changed color and said, "No, we leave together!"

"Wu Qingcheng, I warn you! This is in the Capital City, where Lord Martial King presides. Don’t go too far!" the Dark King said angrily.

Just as Wu Qingcheng was about to speak, several Martial Alliance powerhouses soothed her, "Miss, he’s right!"

"After all, the Capital City is not our Martial Alliance’s territory. Clashing head-on here, we are at a disadvantage!"

"Right, if it provokes the Martial King, things will escalate badly!"

"Let’s quit while we are ahead, Miss. We have already rescued Young Master Ye!"

After a moment of hesitation, Wu Qingcheng nodded and slowly retracted the Martial Alliance Order, turning to Ye Wudao with tender affection, "Little junior brother, let’s go!"

Meanwhile, the Dark King spoke coldly, "Except for Ye Wudao, do not let go of any remnant of the Beiwang Palace!"

"No way!" Ye Wudao suddenly spoke, his expression calm, "I will stay; let the people of Beiwang Palace leave!"

What?

The entire venue was shocked!

"Wudao, no!" Su Yueli shouted, "We will stay, you leave!"

"Yes, young master, our lives are insignificant! You must not risk anything big!"

"Brothers, those willing to stay, step forward!" Blood Wolf shouted loudly.

Three thousand Beiwang Palace warriors stepped forward in unison, "We are willing to stay!"

The scene was incredibly moving!

"What a touching scene!"

"Tsk tsk, three thousand people are willing to die for him alone!"

"Hehe, with Miss Wu’s rescue this time, Ye Wudao is really damn lucky!" Huangfu Lei and other powerhouses sneered.

Ye Wudao took a step forward, his eyes resolute as he said, "I’ll stay behind; everyone else leave!"

"No, no!" Su Yueli shook her head.

"Young Master, you must go!" Blood Wolf and the others repeatedly urged.

"Let’s end this discussion; this is an order!" Ye Wudao authoritatively declared.

The Shadow King’s eyes swirled with murderous intent as he sneered, "Ye Wudao, think this through carefully!"

"I’ve made up my mind!" Ye Wudao finished speaking and turned to Wu Qingcheng, "Third Senior Sister, please, take them back safely!"

Wu Qingcheng remained silent for a moment before finally nodding and saying, "I understand!"

Blood Wolf, Lei Hu, Xiong Fei, and the others, each with tears streaming down their faces, knelt on one knee; "Beiwang Hall, we bid farewell to the Young Master!"

"Beiwang Hall, we bid farewell to the Young Master!"

"Beiwang Hall, we bid farewell to the Young Master!"

Three thousand Beiwang Hall warriors knelt in unison, and even Su Tiesheng, overwhelmed with tears, saluted; "We bid farewell to the Young Master!"

"Go!" Wu Qingcheng shouted.

Three thousand Beiwang Hall warriors gradually boarded the train.

In the end, only Su Yueli remained, the two women.

"Wudao, I will stay with you!" Su Yueli firmly stood by Ye Wudao’s side without hesitation.

"I too will stay with Brother Wudao, even if it means death, I am willing!" Xia Shiqi’s eyes were resolute without regret.

"No, you must leave!" Ye Wudao firmly refused, and seeing that the two women hadn’t left, his gaze turned to Wu Qingcheng.

Wu Qingcheng nodded and grabbed the hands of the two women; "Sister Yueli, Sister Shiqi, let’s go!"

"No, I don’t want to go, I want to die together with Wudao!" Su Yueli cried out.

"Me too!" Xia Shiqi cried her heart out.

Wu Qingcheng, heart aching, still forcibly pulled the two women onto the train.

Wu Qingcheng was the last to board the train, looking back at Ye Wudao’s lonely and desolate figure, her eyes slightly red; "Little Junior Brother, take care!"

Whoo!!

The train whistled, and the train carrying three thousand Beiwang Hall warriors slowly left Kyoto Train Station.

"Ye Wudao, you’re truly foolish! If I were you, I would leave; what harm is there if three thousand die for me?" the Shadow King scoffed.

"Heh, that’s why you, this clown, can only hide in the shadows, forever a cowering rat!" Ye Wudao scoffed back.

"You’re seeking death!" The Shadow King flew into a rage, waving his hand; "Kill Ye Wudao for me!"

Ye Wudao, holding the Beiwang Blade, sarcastically said, "To kill me, you’ll have to ask my blade if it agrees!"

The Shadow King sneered; "Heh, Ye Wudao, do you really fancy yourself against twenty thousand? Ha ha, what a massive joke!"

The three gates and five great families all burst into laughter around him.

Ye Wudao, his blade pointing at the twenty thousand men, declared coldly; "Though I die, I fear not!"

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

The three gates and five great families, forming an alliance army of twenty thousand, charged at Ye Wudao, like a behemoth beast capable of swallowing everything!

All the warriors of Beiwang Hall pressed against the windows of the train, watching countless people rushing towards Ye Wudao, tears streaming down their faces, some even fainting.

"Whoo, Wudao, I, I’m sorry, I’m not yet married to you!" Su Yueli covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes red with tears, feeling heart-wrenching pain.

"All of us in Beiwang Hall owe the Young Master our lives!" Blood Wolf, a man accustomed to licking blood from his knife, also couldn’t help but tremble, tears unceasing.