Loyal Guiling welcomed their City Lord Wang Yu!
As expected, the City Lord's Mansion had already collapsed by more than half, all of it the work of that Late-stage Core Formation cultivator sealed inside the formation. The dozens of guards left to defend the City Lord's Mansion had also all died sudden, violent deaths.
That made Wang somewhat regretful.
Many people stood outside the ruin-like Central District. When they saw Wang Yu and the others arrive, they all jolted in unison and shouted with voices full of qi, "Congratulations, City Lord, on your successful return!"
Wang Yu: "..."
Old Man Xuanyan teased from the side.
"Little friend, you have quite a bit of prestige within the city."
The corner of Wang Yu's mouth pulled into a bitter smile.
"Senior Xuanyan, you think too highly of this junior. They're frightened."
Yes, frightened by the Late-stage Core Formation cultivator who had suddenly been teleported over by the City Lord's Mansion. With dozens of colleagues dying miserably before their eyes, how could they possibly remain unmoved?
This wave... this wave was forced service, giving no one time to react.
However, most of those whose thoughts were scattered were rogue cultivators. Among the first batch of youths Wang Yu had recruited, all of them were young cultivators who had grown up here. Having grown to this day, they had already become an excellent backbone force.
He could consider beginning to sift them, discarding the dregs and selecting the best, truly cultivating a cultivator army belonging to Guiling City.
Right now was a good opportunity—just right to drive away some rice worms and let those who could truly do things rise to the fore.
After everyone went up the steps and entered the mansion.
Wang Yu immediately saw three familiar faces. Their limbs were bound