"The Boye Family?" Bei Bei's heart stirred, and he couldn't help but glance at Solomon beside him.
Although Bei Bei had a rather lively personality, he was also very clever and sharp. Back when Lin Lei had saved Niss, Solomon—for reasons unknown—had revealed his true name when expressing his gratitude: Solomon Boye!
At the time, Bei Bei hadn't paid it much attention.
But now, hearing it again, Bei Bei began to grow suspicious.
"Niss has been with me for so long, yet she's never once told me what her surname is!" Bei Bei started to suspect. "If that's the case, then this surname must be very important. Solomon only told my Boss about it recently. So her surname is actually Boye…"
"Is this Boye the same as the Boye Family that old man in the green robe mentioned?"
Bei Bei thought to himself while glancing at Lin Lei beside him. Only three people had heard Solomon say those words back then—Bei Bei, Niss, and Lin Lei.
"Boss, he's actually closed his eyes and started cultivating?" Bei Bei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He then looked toward Leomons, the green-robed elder, and the white-horned old man in the distance. "Seems like this situation is getting more and more serious. Will Leomons get greedy and make a move?" Bei Bei thought to himself.
Indeed, the situation at this moment was dire for the white-horned old man.
He hadn't expected the green-robed man to voluntarily bring this matter up in the end. The white-horned old man also understood that his own strength was far inferior to Leomons'. If Leomons decided to make a move, then—
"Even with the Young Master's help, we still wouldn't be able to handle Leomons," the white-horned old man understood in his heart. "Besides, I'm afraid it's not just Leomons who would be jealous upon learning this secret. There are also those Edwards brothers."
The Edwards brothers had escorted them the entire way without any remarkable display.
But none of the three brothers had died, which in itself spoke to their strength.
"No matter what happens, even if I die, I cannot expose the Young Master," the white-horned old man steeled his resolve.
"Oh, you mean the Boye Family?" Leomons raised an eyebrow. "The Boye Family of Liang'an Prefecture on the Bifu Continent. That is indeed an ancient family. I've heard of their great name even on the Zijing Continent."
The green-robed elder said, "Of course. The wealth of the Boye Family, Leomons—you can well imagine it."
The three Edwards brothers exchanged glances and secretly communicated through divine sense.
"Ugh, this is a mess." Bei Bei glanced at the Edwards brothers in the distance, then at Leomons, and finally at the white-horned old man who was outnumbered and outmatched. "This old fellow will probably die nine times out of ten. Too many people are coveting this wealth."
The white-horned old man grew furious. "Mr. Leomons, I hired you! You—"
"Shut up." Leomons gave him a cold glance.
The green-robed elder couldn't help but smile, and said, "Leomons, then I'll be taking my leave." With that, the green-robed elder turned to depart.
*Whoosh!*
A beam of black sword energy abruptly pierced through the green-robed elder's skull. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief before he crashed to the ground. The green-robed elder's only remaining Mid-tier God clone had perished!
"What?!" The white-horned old man, Edwards, and the rest of the group were all stunned.
Leomons cast an indifferent glance at the green-robed elder. "I only asked you to tell me the secret. I never promised that if you did, I'd spare your life. You killed one of my employers—how could I not kill you?" Leomons then turned to the white-horned old man.
The white-horned old man's face instantly turned pale.
"Fine. Kill me if you want." Having witnessed Leomons' strength, the white-horned old man didn't even attempt to resist. He said coldly, "You killed that Mr. Feng. I can die content." The white-horned old man had prepared himself for death. In his heart, he whispered silently, "Young Master, from now on, you'll have to rely on yourself."
"If I kill you, who's going to pay my commission?" Leomons countered.
The white-horned old man was stunned.
Then Leomons simply walked away, saying indifferently, "Prepare the metallic lifeform quickly. We're leaving."
"Not killing me?" The white-horned old man couldn't believe it.
The dozen-odd surviving demons all stared at Leomons in astonishment. After all, this was the enormous wealth of an ancient family. Anyone who valued money even slightly would be unable to resist the temptation of greed. Moreover… killing the white-horned old man would have been effortless.
"What's wrong with this Leomons?" The three Edwards brothers exchanged glances.
Leomons' reaction had rendered the Edwards brothers' plan impossible to execute.
"Big Brother, we'll just have to hold back for now."
Leomons might be able to resist greed, but the Edwards brothers could not. This was the vast fortune of an ancient family—the great name of the Boye Family, which was as renowned as thunder to their ears.
"We're not leaving just yet!" Solomon suddenly called out. "This brother of mine seems to be cultivating."
Leomons, the Edwards brothers, the white-horned old man, and the other surviving demons all looked over. Lin Lei was standing in the desert with faint winds swirling around his body—he was indeed in a state of cultivation. This sight astonished the others as well.
"He's cultivating already?" Some of the surviving demons marveled. Having just gone through a life-and-death struggle and now entering cultivation—it was almost too much to believe.
"We're waiting just for him? Wake him up." The second of the Edwards brothers frowned and spoke up. He, a five-star demon, was supposed to wait here for a Mid-tier God to finish cultivating? He had no patience for that.
Bei Bei's brow furrowed upon hearing this.
"Interesting, interesting." Leomons looked at Lin Lei, a hint of a smile appearing on his face. "We're in no rush to leave. Let's wait."
With Leomons' word, the Edwards brothers said nothing more.
And so, the surviving demons settled temporarily in the desert. After this great battle, only five Upper-tier God demons remained: Leomons, the three Edwards brothers, and Solomon. As for the Mid-tier God demons, including Lin Lei's group, thirteen had survived.
Time passed.
In the blink of an eye, three days had gone by. The demons were very patient and hadn't minded the three-day wait at all.
"How long is Boss going to keep cultivating?" Bei Bei watched Lin Lei, still deep in cultivation, and felt a surge of anxiety. "The demons aren't in a hurry now, but if too much time passes, they definitely will be. But interrupting Boss's cultivation would have serious consequences."
Bei Bei understood that Lin Lei's sudden cultivation must have been triggered by a sudden flash of insight.
Such moments were extremely precious. Once interrupted, it would be very difficult to re-enter that state.
*Hummmm~~~*