Female Novel
Chatper 2009
"Save your breath. None of you will be leaving with any treasures from here!" The taunting words echoed, followed by laughter.
A horde of martial artists streamed in, swiftly sealing off the exit. Among these martial artists, two distinct factions emerged—theelites of the Drakes Dominion Order and the Frostwing Sect.
Notably, familiar faces like Yonah and Bran stood out in the crowd.
The combined forces of the Drakes Dominion Order and the Frostwing Sect not only boasted increased numbers but alsofeatured a substantial influx of skilled elites. Virtually every official, guardian, and elder from both sects was in attendance.
It wouldn't be an overstatement to say that more than 80% of the total strength of both factions had been assembled."Ms. Linsor, we meet again!" Bran sneered, and his eyes filled with greed.
Upon entering the palace, the floor sparkled with gold and silver treasures. The tomb, in particular, held precious items, like thetempting pool of soul elixir. The allure was irresistible.
Despite the need to share the spoils with the Drakes Dominion Order, the gains promised enough power to elevate the FrostwingSect into a force to be reckoned with—a sect renowned across the world.
Yonah advanced, drawing his sword with a menacing presence.
“Put down your weapons, hand over your jewelry, and maybe you'll get to walk away in one piece. Anyone brave enough toresist will be handled without mercy."
The elites from the Drakes Dominion Order and Frostwing Sect had just arrived, and Yonah remained undaunted. Not evenDustin posed a concern for him. After all, despite Dustin's strength, he was just one person.
The combined forces of the Drakes Dominion Order and Frostwing Sect comprised dozens of accomplished elites, some halfwayto becoming a grandmaster and even two grandmaster martial artists. With this formidable force united, dominating thesouthwest seemed within their grasp.
"Ah, shoot! They've got the elites from both the Drakes Dominion Order and the Frostwing Sect in the mix. This just turned into areal mess," Garrett muttered, wearing a grim expression. Just as they laid their hands on those treasures, unexpected hurdlespopped up.
Sophia's voice trembled as panic set in. "Jackson, what should we do?"
The potential loss of the treasures weighed heavily on her. She found herself outnumbered and helpless against the elites fromthe Drakes Dominion Order and Frostwing Sect.
Even with potential reinforcements from the Harmony Sect, there was no guarantee it would be enough to change the situation."| didn't anticipate them showing up so soon. Fate's got a knack for throwing curveballs," Jackson mused with a frown.
Facing off against both the Drakes Dominion Order and Frostwing Sect with their current strength was a surefire way to end upwith no gains whatsoever.novelbin
The odds were against them, and victory seemed unlikely without the timely arrival of the Embersteel Order's experts.The real dilemma lay in not knowing how long they could endure. The catch was waiting for the elite Embersteel members, whichmight prove to be too much of a gamble.
"What? Do you really think there's still a chance for you to turn this around? If anyone disagrees, speak up now. Let's see howfar your confidence goes!" Yonah exclaimed, fixing a stern gaze on the group.
Bran smirked and said, "True heroes are those who understand the situation. | advise you not to resist recklessly. Blades andswords have no eyes. So, don't gamble your lives for a measly sum."
“What should we do? Should we confront them?" Garrett whispered to Grace. He felt a spark of optimism, knowing that Dustin, agrandmaster martial artist, was part of their group.
"Stay calm. Let's try negotiating,” Grace replied.
She took a step forward, raising her voice. "Dear elders, we've gathered here for the pursuit of wealth. Let's avoid unnecessaryconflict. In my view, we can collaborate and share the treasures."
Askeptical voice responded, "Share? Ha! Do you even deserve it?”