Chapter 393 - 393: One for One, Who to Choose?

"Very well, then."

Huang Qingwei put on a troubled expression, then said, "However, since you two are coming with me, I must give you a warning. You must walk exactly where I do, to avoid stepping on any traps."

"Lead the way."

Leng Ning was unconcerned. With her level of cultivation, she could sense danger in advance.

Huang Qingwei said no more, leading the two women out of the living room.

Afterward, they followed a cobblestone path and turned onto a lawn.

"We're almost there."

Huang Qingwei led the way. After crossing the lawn, they stepped onto a concrete path that ran beneath the eaves of a house.

"For an estate as large as the Huang Family's, is the herb garden really just behind the house?" Leng Ning murmured, as if talking to herself, but also questioning Huang Qingwei.

"You misunderstand, Miss Leng. We're just taking a shortcut." Huang Qingwei turned with an easy smile, but as he faced forward again, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Five more steps!

And they would be right in front of the main entrance to his father's seclusion chamber!

Leng Ning and Chuchu walked on together, completely unaware of Huang Qingwei's scheme.

"Why have you stopped?" Leng Ning asked, looking at Huang Qingwei, who had come to a sudden halt.

Huang Qingwei turned, his eyes narrowing into a smile. "Father, I've brought them."

"What?"

Leng Ning and Chuchu realized Huang Qingwei's treachery at the same time and immediately tried to flee.

However, a section of the ivy-covered wall beside them suddenly ground open, revealing a stone doorway.

"Damn it!"

Leng Ning's expression tightened. She couldn't believe she hadn't detected the hidden door.

An old man with white hair draping his shoulders, exuding an immense pressure, instantly blocked Leng Ning and Chuchu's path. A faint, indistinct Vigorous Shield materialized, sealing off all avenues of escape.

"Ladies, I have been waiting for quite some time. Come in and receive my affections." Huang Yaocheng's aged face was flush with impatience as he leered at the two beautiful women.

"What!"

The color drained from Leng Ning's and Chuchu's faces.

This old monster's power was so immense that even Leng Ning couldn't resist it. He must have reached the Creation Realm!

Worse, it seemed he planned to have his way with them right then and there!

"Run!"

Leng Ning grabbed Chuchu, trying to charge out without a moment's hesitation.

But Huang Yaocheng's power far surpassed Leng Ning's, and the immense pressure he exuded was agonizing.

"Hmph!"

Huang Yaocheng snorted. A surge of immense power erupted from the walls, tossing the two women straight through the doorway.

GACK!

Chuchu couldn't withstand the force, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

"Chuchu!"

Leng Ning was hardly in better shape. The two women held onto each other, their faces etched with horror.

This old monster was terrifyingly powerful. His Creation Realm cultivation was practically heaven-defying.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Leng Ning knew this was no time for fear. The only thing that mattered was getting Chuchu out of there.

If they fell into this old monster's hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.

BOOM!

Without the slightest hesitation, Leng Ning summoned her longsword.

She simultaneously channeled all her cultivation, executing a nimble footwork technique and erupting with unparalleled speed as she charged for the exit.

"Hmph!"

Huang Yaocheng snorted again. With a single wave of his hand, an immense power instantly gathered in his palm.

"Don't be afraid. I'm merely going to cast a spell to temporarily seal your cultivation!"

Huang Yaocheng let out a low shout, then lightly thrust his palm toward Leng Ning.

His strike made no attempt to evade Leng Ning's attack, meeting it head-on.

"Look out!" Chuchu cried out in terror.

BANG!

The immense force slammed into the longsword, and the terrifying power recoiled like a tidal wave.

Leng Ning bore the brunt of the impact. The terrifying power surged through her meridians, flinging her backward, right into Huang Yaocheng's grasp as he seized her by the throat.

"Leng Ning!" Seeing this, Chuchu threw caution to the wind. She started to charge forward, but with a flick of his wrist, Huang Yaocheng had her by the throat as well.

In the face of such absolute power, she was simply too weak.

Meanwhile, Yan Qingshan had just arrived on the scene. He saw Huang Qingwei standing at the entrance to a secret chamber, watching something with rapt attention.

As he drew closer, he saw that it was Leng Ning and Chuchu, both being threatened by Huang Yaocheng.

"Damn you!"

With a low snarl, Yan Qingshan shot a palm strike directly at Huang Qingwei.

"Father, help me!"

Huang Qingwei clearly hadn't expected Yan Qingshan to show up. The palm strike left him in tatters, his bones shattered and his body bloodied. He had no strength left to resist.

Yan Qingshan dragged the half-dead Huang Qingwei with him as he barged into the secret chamber.

"Qingwei, my son!"

Huang Yaocheng looked at his wretched son, his gaze burning like a torch as it fixed on Yan Qingshan. "You dare meddle in the affairs of my Huang Family!"

"Huang Yaocheng, stop this outrage. Let Leng Ning and Chuchu go, or I will never spare you." Yan Qingshan's words were laced with such firm resolve and fury that even Huang Yaocheng was momentarily stunned.

"You... you've also taken that step!" Huang Yaocheng's expression was one of shock.

He could sense that the aura emanating from Yan Qingshan was on par with his own!

"Was it really so difficult to take this step?" Yan Qingshan sneered.

Huang Yaocheng was momentarily taken aback. He glanced at Huang Qingwei in Yan Qingshan's grasp, a complex look flickering in his eyes. Then, he spoke slowly, "One for one. Who do you want?"