Chapter 1010 - Iron Army
While Third Uncle Jiang looked Jiang Chen up and down, Tianluo City’s Master informed him of what had happened a while ago.
When Third Uncle Jiang heard about the four demons and the two Heavenly Kings, he was obviously surprised. But it was still limited to just this alone. He was a Martial Emperor, and regardless of how shocking had been Jiang Chen’s performance, he wouldn’t value him too much.
“Young master, many thanks. May I ask for your name?” However, Third Uncle Jiang was still quite polite to Jiang Chen.
“Jiang Chen!” Jiang Chen was dissatisfied with what Third Uncle Jiang had said to Jiang Yi, and this was why he gave just a cold response.
However, Third Uncle Jiang just assumed that Jiang Chen was a haughty and arrogant youngster and was quite displeased.
“Since you are all right, I will take my leave because I still have an important matter to attend to,” Jiang Chen said.
“Even though the Jiang family suffered from the chaos of war, it is still a powerful ancient family. Since you saved Fei’er, we surely mustn’t let you just walk away empty-handed,” Third Uncle Jiang said. “What do you want? You can go ahead and just ask.”
“There isn’t any need for this. Moreover, you can’t obstruct him for a long time.”
After they left the city, they flew to a mountain.
“Are you sure you don’t need it.” Jiang Yi noticed that Jiang Chen didn’t plan to escape, and she became quite anxious, while she still pondered inwardly whether he had any hidden trump card.
“Can you inform me of the Jiang family’s internal strife?” Jiang Chen didn’t care about the crisis they were facing and started asking curiously.
“Okay.”
If Jiang Chen hadn’t said the words I will protect her previously, Jiang Yi wouldn’t have informed him of this.
They were an ancient family, and, even though they were just a branch of the real family, they still had several Sacred Lords left even after the Sacred Zone was sealed. It was a pity that matters hadn’t developed as they wished. The Sacred Lords didn’t die while fighting. They all suffered miserable deaths while tempering themselves outside. As for the last Sacred Lord, his life span was completely exhausted.
With a Sacred Lord’s usual life span, he should be able to live for more than 500 years. But, when the Sacred Zone was sealed, the Sacred Lord, who was on the verge of dying from old age, had already lived for several hundred years.
“In the past years, the Jiang family has been divided into two factions, and they all have spent their time arguing about which was the most legitimate branch even though they were both just branch families. In the past, when Sacred Lords were still present, the factions’ fight depended on the number of their Sacred Lords. However, after they weren’t restrained by Sacred Lords any longer, the two factions’ anger, which had been repressed for several hundred years, erupted. The person who you wanted to save was probably Jiang Fan, who had been sent here from the Three Middle Realms. Is that right?” Jiang Yi asked.
“That’s right. I didn’t expect that I would end up saving his opponent. It’s really embarrassing!” If Jiang Chen had been aware of it earlier, he wouldn’t have intervened.
“No, he’s just a little master, and it’s his big brother who is Lil Fan’s true opponent.”
Jiang Chen nodded and said, “What is the Iron Army you talked about?”
“One of the Sacred Lords was worried that the Jiang family would end up destroyed by internal strife and formed a neutral faction.”
“Why did you then try to save that little master?” Jiang Chen asked curiously.
“We have a neutral standing, and we care about the Jiang family’s well-being.”
“If the little master was captured by the Blood Sand School and Nether World Hall, a great disaster would await the Jiang family.”
“This is really the case.”
At this moment, Jiang Chen raised his head and looked in the direction of Tianluo City and said, “That guy is coming.”
Jiang Yi’s expression changed, and she clenched her fists nervously.
“Don’t worry, we won’t die today,” Jiang Chen said.
“Okay!” Jiang Yi nodded. Jiang Chen’s words possessed a special charm and helped her calm down.
It was really as Jiang Chen had said. Third Uncle Jiang came by himself. He was riding the warhorse, which galloped in the sky, and every step it took left flames in the air.