Chapter Ninety-Two: Caili's Bold Deed

The two men came up onto the dais, where the ten Temple Knight commanders rose to await them. Soon after, Gao Yingjie stepped forward to greet them personally.
“Let me introduce everyone. This is Sheng Lingxin, the military commander of Exorcist City. Commander Sheng is also the deputy marshal of the Demon Suppression War Zone, and the youngest king-rank assassin of the Holy Alliance. This is Blue Research Rain, grand magus and lord of the Exorcist City branch of the Magic Temple, as well as commander of the Exorcist City Mage Corps.”

The bald man facing Li Nan was full of admiration for him. He had never imagined that Li Nan could be so capable and so daring. What man of such valor could fail to earn respect? What man would dare be dissatisfied?

What the letter said was that they were grateful to the two of them. When the two were wounded, they had not struck with lethal intent. Otherwise, the two of them would already be dead.

Just as the fat man turned to leave, a figure suddenly sprang out of the cedar pile behind him. The person was hunched over, half his body smeared with mud, the rest covered in festering sores, oozing dark liquid in disgusting streams.

Yet Shangguan Shuang and Yun Jingrong both had to obey Li Yan’s orders absolutely. A layered system of management, though power had been delegated downward, made administration easier as well.

In an instant, the trees in the valley were torn up by the roots, and the rocks split apart. Had the stone here not been so hard, even an entire mountain range would have been reduced to dust.

“Yes, sir.” The officials bowed in unison, fully revealing Zhao Yuan’s absolute authority in Meizhou.

Though he could not accurately sense the cultivation of the man opposite him, Ye Xing still gritted his teeth and charged forward, clenching both fists and striking directly at the humanoid skeleton’s thigh.

“Stand down!” Feng Wu shouted. With a sweep of his left hand, countless heavenly soldiers rushed to encircle Chu Feng, surrounding him three layers deep, inside and out.

“Yuanzi, I’m heading back too,” said Zhao Ganzi, who had helped carry the basin full of rice paste to Zhao Yuan’s house.

Seeing this, Zhan Yuntian seemed to have discovered something amusing, and he immediately darted forward, reaching out to grab at Zhan Xiao. Zhan Xiao retreated in fright and quickly dodged away. When he saw that his little brother had missed him, his lip trembled and he burst into tears. Zhan Xiao’s heart ached, and he looked at him apologetically.

He simply stopped and opened his spiritual senses to examine the matter carefully. Not long ago, Dongfang Yang had still been a late-stage Life-Opening cultivator. Yet at this moment, he had suddenly become a late-stage, peak-level Cave-Opening cultivator on par with him.

They even agreed to allow Yu Yu to search their souls to prove that they were not spies sent by the other side. Yu Yu did so without courtesy; indeed, there was no problem. Afterward, he assigned them to work with these people as well.

Su Yan did not know the time and could only keep reading. Although the secret art was simple and easy to understand, it was not easy to make sense of every sentence and every word. As the attempts went on, her confusion only deepened, for she did not understand cultivation at all.

And yet Si Tu Xing was only in the prime of his youth, and not even born to a great clan, and still he possessed such breadth of mind and such noble bearing. It was truly astonishing. One could only say that he was born knowing, a sage reborn.

Seeing the clay figure already half destroyed in an instant, and still collapsing and cracking apart, the white-robed martial sage and the others could not help but breathe a long sigh of relief. At the same time, the way they looked at Si Tu Xing also turned odd.

Unlike the slaughter before, this time had come after reconciliation, after everyone had laid down their weapons.

Chapter 228: No Need to Thank Me. Auntie Niu wanted to say that she intended to capture Wang Zhen and take him back as her husband-in-law, but the moment the words left her mouth, she realized that the situation had already changed. Her pride had long since been shattered by the man before her.

“Li An’s teammates are all diamond-master rank, and Luo He and the others even invited the street kings!” Golden host Liu Yue continued.

As the saying goes, harsh times call for harsh measures. The collapse of Freedom City was only to be expected, for it no longer fit the logic of survival in the world today. The strong prey on the weak, the fittest survive—that is the true refrain of the apocalypse, and the very basis on which survivor cities continue to function.