novel bin 74. Deterrence and Assistance
74. Deterrence and Assistance
Enraged, Yuan Chao wanted to use his dragon claw to give Wu Xin a good whack, but Ling Bingtian stopped him.
Ling Bingtian knew that Wu Xin was just a minor figure in the Dragon City Awakening Division. Even if they killed him, they wouldn't be able to solve the problems facing this village or even the villages within the entire Dragon City area.
Yuan Chao has given him a good beating now, and Yuan Chao feels good, but what about the future? This village will inevitably suffer Wu Xin's revenge.
Killing Wu Xin would simply mean replacing him with another Wang Xin or Li Xin, which wouldn't solve the problem at all.
Therefore, instead of killing him directly, it's better to intimidate him in a way he prefers, so that he won't dare to do evil again.
Ling Bingtian stepped forward and looked directly at Wu Xin, who was sweating slightly. Wu Xin was still feeling the lingering fear of the claw that Yuan Chao hadn't managed to strike.
Seeing Ling Bingtian looking at him, Wu Xin quickly forced himself to put on a fawning smile and looked at Ling Bingtian ingratiatingly.
Ling Bingtian remained silent, staring coldly at Wu Xin kneeling on the ground, his eyes revealing endless chill.
This filled Wu Xin, who was kneeling on the ground, with fear. He knew all too well the noble lords of the northern border of the Heavenly Soul Empire.
People who are looked at like that by others usually don't have a good ending.
Immediately, Wu Xin stopped pretending and began to do the exact same thing that Village Chief Xie had just done to him.
He pounded his head on the ground, each thud heavier than the last, his voice trembling with sobs, pleading, "My lord, my lord! I was wrong. If you know what I did wrong, please tell me, and I will surely change. Please, have mercy and spare my life!"
Ling Bingtian didn't rush to respond to him, maintaining his indifferent demeanor until Wu Xin's forehead turned red and even bled slightly. Only then did he tell Wu Xin to stop.
"Stop, lift your head and look at what this is?" Ling Bingtian's cold words rang in Wu Xin's ears. He didn't dare to be negligent and quickly raised his head to look at Ling Bingtian.
What he saw almost scared him to death.
Ling Bingtian held an ice-blue token in his hand. The token had a powerful Ling character engraved on the top and a strange long spear engraved on the bottom.
In the northern border of the Heavenly Soul Empire, only one person can possess such a token.
That is the Ling family of the Arctic Ice City, known as the Northern King by the people of the northern border of the empire. Their signature martial spirit is the Frost Soul Chain Dragon Spear, which is the shape of this strange spear.
Even more terrifying is that Wu Xin once saw a young man from a collateral branch of the Ling family, whose token was far less ornate than this one.
This means that the young man in front of us might even be a direct descendant of the Ling family! He could very well be the renowned eldest son of the Ling family!
Thinking of this, Wu Xin could no longer maintain his composure and slid down to the ground with a thud, his face filled with terror.
Everyone in the North knows that the Ling family is famously approachable.
Soul Masters don't bully ordinary people in front of them, but if anyone dares to bully ordinary people in front of them, their life or death is uncertain.
Seeing Wu Xin's disheveled appearance, Ling Bingtian knew that he must know the Ling family's reputation, which made things easier.
"Judging from your expression, you probably know where I'm from. In that case, you should know what I want to do now," Ling Bingtian said calmly.
These words froze Wu Xin, who was kowtowing vigorously, his eyes filled with fear.
He had considered resisting, but if it really was the eldest young master of the Ling family here, then there would definitely be high-level soul masters protecting him.
Not to mention, the three of them probably couldn't even beat each other.
"It's over..." Wu Xindi was filled with despair.
"However, if you can guarantee that you will help the children in this village awaken their martial spirits normally in the future and that you will no longer oppress any people, I can spare your life this time."
Unexpectedly, Ling Bingtian's words took a turn. These words delighted Wu Xin, who immediately kowtowed again to express his gratitude for Ling Bingtian's great kindness.
"However," Ling Bingtian's words were clearly not finished, "you should be aware of the influence our family wields in the Northern Territory. I will report your situation to the clan, and if anyone discovers you oppressing the people again, you should know the consequences."
As soon as Ling Bingtian finished speaking, everyone present felt the temperature around them drop sharply.
Wu Xin felt a chilling coldness seep into his body from all parts, and with difficulty, he raised his head to look ahead.
He witnessed a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.
The elegant and indifferent Ling Bingtian was now covered in ice armor, holding an ice sword in his hand, the tip of which was less than 5 centimeters away from his eyes.
Startled, Wu Xin quickly crawled back several steps and repeatedly replied, "Yes."
"Get out of here." Ling Bingtian gave Wu Xin an ultimatum, which delighted him.
Muttering incoherently, "Yes," "Okay," and "Right," Wu Xin ran in one direction, using both hands and feet. All he wanted now was to leave this place of sorrow.
Watching Wu Xin's departing figure, Ling Bingtian's expression gradually returned to normal. He wasn't one to intimidate others with power, but when facing someone like Wu Xin, intimidation was the best way to deter them.
Looking at the village chief and villagers who were still trembling around him, Ling Bingtian rubbed his temples. Next, a huge project was about to begin.
……
It took Ling Bingtian and his two companions almost half a day to successfully dispel the villagers' wariness of them. However, the remaining fear was not so easily dispelled.
Once his vigilance subsided, Village Chief Xie of Yuquan Village returned to his normal self.
Upon learning that the three of them wanted to find something to eat, he waved his hand and offered to prepare a feast similar to the one he had just given to Wu Xin for them to enjoy.
However, Ling Bingtian quickly stopped him. He knew that serving such a meal would be a huge financial burden for a small village like Yuquan Village.
Ling Bingtian only asked the village chief one question: Does Yuquan Village have any special local dishes? If not, regular side dishes would be enough.
The grateful Village Chief Xie couldn't argue with Ling Bingtian, and the situation in the village was indeed not optimistic, so he didn't say anything more.
He would definitely have his son, the comatose chef, serve the three of them his best dishes.
The three could no longer refuse and had to accept the village chief's kindness. After stopping for nearly an hour and enjoying a meal featuring Yuquan grass carp, a specialty of Yuquan Village, they began to pay their dues.
Ling Bingtian decided to awaken martial spirits for the children in Yuquan Village who met the requirements.
This move was met with cheers from all the villagers of Yuquan Village, who were also deeply grateful to Ling Bingtian.
Fortunately, Ling Bingtian's storage soul tool was large enough, and with the existence of the Ice God Minor Dimension, the things he carried with him far exceeded what ordinary people could imagine. He even carried things like awakening stones.
Ling Bingtian never imagined that this kind decision to pay him a reward would later bring him such great benefits.