Divine War Pill Emperor

"Someone’s coming."

Jiang Chen was planning to part ways with Zhan Yang and the others from the Warring States Mercenary Corps.

He would then enter the depths of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain alone.

Suddenly, Lu Beifeng brought bad news.

"Who is it?"

Zhan Yang’s expression tightened. He instantly had a bad feeling.

He didn’t know if he was the only one who knew about the Moyang Flower here.

The group hurried to the edge of the cliff.

Sure enough, they saw two men walking out from the canyon below.

They were heading straight for them.

Meng Xing and Meng Kun were brothers.

At that moment, they were steadily approaching the cliff.

As they walked, the slightly older one, Meng Xing, said, "Brother, once we get our hands on the Moyang Flower this time, we’ll be rich."

As he spoke, he greedily licked his lips.

They had clearly come for the Moyang Flower.

His younger brother, Meng Kun, was overjoyed.

He chuckled slyly. "Big Brother, how did you find the Moyang Flower here?"

"This place is so remote. I never would have thought a treasure like the Moyang Flower could be found here."

As they spoke, the two quickly arrived at the base of the cliff.

Meng Xing pointed up at the cliff. "It was a coincidence, really. I found a Warrior Ninth Heaven Celestial Brown Ridge Python up there. I was going to kill it last time, but then I figured it wasn’t a bad thing to have it guarding the Moyang Flower, so I let it live."

"This time, we can take the Moyang Flower, kill that beast, and trade its corpse for some yuan crystals."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became.

It seemed as though getting the Moyang Flower would be a piece of cake.

"Haha, a mere Warrior Ninth Heaven Celestial Brown Ridge Python? Even I could kill it easily."

"Big Brother, it looks like we’re about to get rich."

They reached the bottom of the cliff.

Meng Xing pointed upward.

"It’s right up there..."

He had just gotten to this point when he froze.

His expression changed drastically.

He shouted.

"Oh no!"

Meng Xing and Meng Kun stared blankly. Up on the cliff ledge, several heads had appeared.

They were Martial Cultivators.

The two brothers looked at each other in dismay.

Then, realization dawned on Meng Xing, and he said angrily, "Someone beat us to it."

"Dammit."

But they didn’t act immediately. Instead, they sized up the Martial Cultivators above.

’At times like these, checking the opponent’s Cultivation is key.’

’If they’re experts, we’ll just have to accept our bad luck.’

’But if their Cultivation isn’t high, this will be much easier.’

After a quick assessment, Meng Xing was pleasantly surprised.

’So they’re just a few newbies.’

’The one with the highest Cultivation is only a Martial Master Second Realm, heh.’

He started to laugh, a wide grin spreading across his face.

Meng Kun also caught on and looked at his older brother, Meng Xing.

The two exchanged a smile.

Meng Xing was an expert at the Martial Master Third Heaven, while Meng Kun himself was at the Martial Master Second Realm.

They knew they were more than enough to handle the five people above.

Jiang Chen and the others also watched the two men below, Meng Xing and Meng Kun.

No one felt like speaking.

Finally, Meng Xing, from below, was the first to speak. "Friends, if I’m not mistaken, you must have come for the Moyang Flower, correct?"

He was almost certain that Zhan Yang’s group was there for the Moyang Flower.

After all, he wouldn’t believe they were up there for any other reason.

Zhan Yang stepped forward and said in a low voice, "That’s right. We’ve already obtained the Moyang Flower."

He understood that the other party was also here for the Moyang Flower.

"Hahaha, so that’s how it is."

Meng Xing laughed heartily.

He said loudly, "Excellent. It seems we share the same goal."

"However, let me offer you a piece of advice. My brother and I, of the Meng Family, have had our eyes on that Moyang Flower for a long time, just waiting for it to bloom."

"We didn’t expect to be a step too late, only to find you’d beaten us to it."

"You all seem like reasonable people. It would be best to hand the Moyang Flower over to us brothers to avoid any unpleasantness."

Initially, Meng Xing didn’t want to cause trouble.

After all, no one who dared enter the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain was a saint.

Even those with low Cultivation were best left unprovoked.

That was why his first move was to try and persuade them with kind words.

Hearing this, Zhan Yang’s expression immediately changed.

He said grimly, "Gentlemen, the Moyang Flower belongs to no one. It belongs to whoever finds it first. I’m sure you both understand this principle."

"Since we’ve already obtained it, we have no intention of letting it go."

He wasn’t being polite anymore. He had crossed mountains and rivers, overcome all sorts of hardships and dangers for this mission. How could he possibly just give up the Moyang Flower after finally getting it?

That was simply ridiculous.

Zhan Yang was a proud man; compromise was not an option.

At that moment, the expressions of the Meng Family Brothers below turned cold.

The atmosphere instantly grew tense.

Meng Xing sneered. "Truly, a newborn calf fears no tiger. Are you sure you want to make enemies of us brothers?"

Standing on high ground, Zhan Yang retorted, "If that’s what you want to call it, we won’t argue."

"We found the Moyang Flower first, and we will absolutely not hand it over."

These words finally enraged the Meng Family Brothers.

Meng Kun roared, "You little punks, you must be courting death!"

"If you insist on fighting us for it, fine! We’ll settle this with our fists."

"But once we start fighting, blades have no eyes. When heads start to roll, don’t say we brothers didn’t give you a chance."

At this point, Meng Kun was eager for a fight.

A long saber appeared in his hand, its blade glinting coldly.

Without another word, Meng Xing produced a Steel Fork, a vicious glint in his eyes.

"When two foes meet on a narrow path, the braver one wins. You’ve sought your own demise, so prepare to die!"

"After my brother and I kill you, the Moyang Flower will be ours anyway."

Zhan Yang’s expression changed drastically.

’I should ask Jiang Chen for help.’ The thought instinctively crossed his mind, but he suppressed the urge. He couldn’t go running to Jiang Chen for everything; it would be a blow to his pride.

He then said to Lu Beifeng and Niu Tuo, "We’ll fight them."

Lu Beifeng and Niu Tuo’s eyes were filled with determination.

SWISH! SWISH!

In an instant, the Meng Family Brothers scaled the cliff face.

They appeared on the high platform.

Knowing the Moyang Flower was already in Zhan Yang’s hands, their faces were grim.

"It’s too late to beg for mercy now."

"Big Brother, I can handle them myself. You don’t need to lift a finger."

Incredibly arrogant, Meng Kun leaped forward.

His movements were agile.

Meng Xing cautioned him, "Alright. Be careful."

He stood by to watch, in no hurry to join the fight.

He seemed to have great confidence in his younger brother.

"You people are truly aggressive."

"Do you really think we’re pushovers?"

Lu Beifeng stepped forward, sword in hand.

His eyes held a murderous glint. Though he wasn’t tall, his Swordsmanship was quite remarkable.

But Meng Kun just sneered. "All five of you can come at me at once."

"Just one of you is basically suicide."

"No, all five of you can come up here and die together."

He beckoned to the five of them, brimming with invincible confidence.

After all, in his eyes, everyone from the Warring States Mercenary Corps was trash.

The one with the highest Cultivation was Lu Beifeng, whose Cultivation was on par with his own.

The others weren’t even worth considering.

And among Martial Master Second Realm Martial Cultivators, Meng Kun was considered quite powerful.

"To defeat you, I am more than enough."

Lu Beifeng’s fighting spirit surged as well.

He was a hardened, iron-willed man.

Following Zhan Yang, he had roamed the world and feared nothing—not even death.

"Be careful."

Zhan Yang reminded Lu Beifeng.

A great battle was about to erupt.