The Traitor (Part One-Fourth Update 1)

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"Great Master, you've finally summoned your most loyal servant!"

Garbo D, the chief Grand Arbiter of the Milan City-State, the so-called most steadfast protector of humanity, the mighty Sky Wind Dragon Garbo D, smiled obsequiously. Like a boneless slug, he crawled before Yin Tianjue and fervently kissed his boots.

The Six-Part Slaughtering Formation that the Jiang Clan had lent to the Great Berlin City-State had collapsed. The Six Golden Pagodas, eighteen banners, and one hundred and eight bronze blades had all become spoils of war for the Yin Clan. The formation had just slaughtered nearly ten thousand Blood Servant soldiers. Now, several Yin Clan marquises were using Blood Demon secret techniques, gathering the blood of the fallen soldiers to defile the Magic Artifacts forming the array and transform them into things the Yin Clan could use.

Farnburg was tugging fiercely at his hair, standing off to one side and growling under his breath.

"Shameless, absolutely shameless! The First Grand Arbiter of the Milan City-State, along with the two Grand Arbiters responsible for internal supervision and personnel administration, are actually Blood Servants of your Yin Clan! How shameless! This fellow is even known as humanity's most steadfast protector? If all of humanity's protectors were like this, humanity would have long since become livestock we raised for food!"

Behind Garbo D, two gorgeously dressed, heavily made-up beauties knelt on the ground with utmost deference. Their foreheads were pressed firmly against the ground, and their bodies trembled faintly. Yin Xuege could sense the surging blood energy within them. They were not afraid—they were excited, exhilarated. Their heart rates were at least twice their normal pace!

These two women had just ambushed their companions, two other Grand Arbiters from the Milan City-State! Such shameless betrayal and treachery had brought them immense stimulation and pleasure. Yin Xuege's keen nose could even smell the musky odor rising from their bodies. They had actually reached the brink of climax!

His fingers lightly rubbed the hilt of the Blood Spirit Sword as Yin Xuege curiously studied Garbo D and the two women kneeling on the ground!

It was the first time in his life he had witnessed such a naked betrayal—such an ugly, utterly unreserved betrayal! As core figures in humanity's upper echelons, as powerful people in whom countless humans had placed their hopes, they had turned against their own side at the critical moment, sending their companions and their own kin into a bottomless abyss!

Dirty, ugly, and despicable to the extreme. Yet the beneficiaries were Yin Xuege and the Lineage behind him! The beneficiaries were the tens of thousands of Yin Clan Warriors trapped inside the formation! The betrayal of these three humans had at least spared the Yin Clan tens of thousands of casualties!

It could even be said that because of their betrayal, the civilian casualties within the Great Berlin City-State had also been greatly reduced! If not for their betrayal, once Yin Tianjue and the other Yin Clan higher-ups had been trapped by the formation, the fighting inside the Great Berlin City-State would have continued for days at the very least. The brutal battle would undoubtedly have destroyed vast swaths of the city, and millions, perhaps even more, of civilians would have died in the fighting.

"Noble, exalted, and magnificent sacrifices. For the safety of millions of citizens in the Great Berlin City-State, they made the wisest possible choice!" After studying Garbo D for a while, Yin Xuege solemnly whispered this joke to Wumu, who stood nearby.

"Spineless cowards! All for immortality and eternal youth!" Wumu spat contemptuously onto the ground. Then he swayed his burly body and led a group of Yin Clan Warriors toward the central treasury of the Great Berlin City-State. "Shameless humans. You always find countless excuses for betrayal, but only you filthy bats would accept such fallen humans!"

"We, the brave, forthright, hot-blooded descendants of the Wolf God, would never do such a thing! We prefer using great axes and heavy blades to hack these fellows' heads off. We would never use such schemes and intrigues to sully the noble glory that belongs to warriors!" Wumu grumbled all the way. Then he pointed at several enormous metal chests and roared, "Damn it, all this gold is ours! Hmm, the great Wumu commands you to carry these chests to your Young Master Xuege's carriage!"

Yin Xuege made a face at Wumu's back, then turned his head toward Garbo D, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Now that you mention it, Grand Elder, these fellows are your attendants?" Blood glimmered in Yin Xuege's eyes as he stared without blinking at Garbo D and the two beautiful women. The three men and women who had brazenly sold out the Great Berlin City-State raised their heads obsequiously and smiled ingratiatingly at Yin Xuege.

"They are my attendants. They enjoy humanity's offerings, but they work for me!" Yin Tianjue laughed proudly. He reached out and stroked Yin Xuege's head, speaking slowly. "This is our advantage, Xuege! Remember to make good use of this innate advantage!"

"Humans cannot resist the temptation of agelessness and immortality, nor can they resist the temptation of eternal youth! So you should do as I did and select some useful attendants from among humanity! Support them, cultivate them, and help them climb to high positions! One day, you'll discover that the price you paid will bring returns a hundred or a thousand times greater!"

Yin Tianjue took every opportunity to teach Yin Xuege. Meanwhile, the gold and silver continuously carried out from the central treasury of the Great Berlin City-State fully proved every word he said. In a mere quarter of an hour, the laborers driven by the Yin Clan Warriors had already hauled more than two hundred tons of gold and over ten times that amount in silver from the treasury.

The harvest was so rich that Farnburg's eyes began to glitter with golden light. He narrowed his eyes and cast occasional glances at the mountains of gold and silver, blood flashing rapidly in his eyes. Clearly, he was calculating what share would be most appropriate to request from Yin Tianjue.

After earnestly passing some of his experience and knowledge on to Yin Xuege, Yin Tianjue grabbed Garbo D by the shoulder and pulled him to his feet.

"Excellent work, Garbo D! You've been exposed, so there's no need for you to return to the Milan City-State! You've earned enough merit. Tomorrow night, under the full moon, I'll grant you precious sacred blood and make you honored beings who live forever and never die! You're all my good children. From now on, you're all members of my Yin Clan!"

Yin Tianjue gently patted Garbo D's old, pale face, then warmly helped up the two beautiful women, whose eyes shimmered with seductive glances. After lavishly praising Garbo D and the two beauties for their tremendous contributions to the Yin Clan, Yin Tianjue abruptly changed the subject and beckoned to several Yin Clan elders nearby. "Bring her over."

Blood still seeped from her lower abdomen, and Fainlan's face was haggard beyond compare as two Yin Clan elders dragged her over savagely and flung her onto the ground. Fainlan cried out in pain. Her petite, graceful body trembled on the ground for a moment before she struggled to prop herself up with both hands and slowly rose to her feet.

She swayed unsteadily in place, then proudly raised her head. Just as she usually stood on the government podium, addressing the many city-state legislators of the Great Berlin City-State, she gave a dignified and arrogant sneer. "Don't even think you'll get a single word out of me! I will never cooperate with filthy, lowly vampires like you! I will never submit!"

Yin Tianjue merely smiled. He extended his right index finger. With a humming sound, a blood-red claw two feet long, shaped like a short sword, shot from his fingertip. With one sweep of his arm, dozens of thin arcs of blood-red light instantly enveloped Fainlan's body.

Fainlan's red robe transformed into countless tattered scraps that fluttered away, exposing her curvaceous, taut, beautiful body, as youthful and delicate as a girl's, to the eyes of nearly ten thousand people. She let out a sharp scream and instinctively covered her chest and lower body with both hands before crouching helplessly on the ground.

The nearby Yin Clan members began breathing much more heavily. Even the Blood Servant soldiers supervising the laborers carrying gold and silver turned around one after another to look over. Their gazes were like greedy leeches, every glance seeming to burrow into Fainlan's body. Fainlan, who had always stood high above others and basked in the reverence of countless people, seemed trapped in a nightmare. She screamed incessantly, unable to utter even a complete sentence.

"Honorable Fire Queen Fainlan!" Yin Tianjue stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the naked Fainlan crouched on the ground.

"You possess noble blood. If our intelligence is correct, then in that gradually receding Era of Dharma Decline, your family held the title of duke in some fallen empire! You are a noble and endlessly fascinating duchess!"

"You are so noble, so proud. You possess sacred blood, and your family commands the power of flame. Within the Human Alliance, you are respectfully called the 'Fire Queen.' You are the empress of all fire spirits, and your power is breathtaking!"

"You hate my clan to the bone! Since the Great Berlin City-State was founded, you personally killed two hundred and thirty-five members of the Yin Clan. They were all my descendants! Twelve thousand seven hundred and thirty-three Yin Clan Blood Servants died at your hands. They were all loyal servants of my clan!"

"As for the civilians whose entire families you ordered executed because they might have been connected to my clan, there were roughly three million! But I must admit one thing: those people actually had nothing to do with my Yin Clan. They died completely innocent deaths!"

Yin Xuege stared at Fainlan in horror. This beautiful woman, with a face as youthful as a girl's, had actually ordered three million people killed? Not three hundred, not three thousand, but three million! Yin Xuege counted on his fingers how many people had died by his hand in recent days. Then he helplessly realized that at his recent average rate of killing, it would take him fifty thousand years to kill three million people!

Yin Tianjue crouched before Fainlan and used a sharp claw to lift her small, delicate chin, smooth and fine, without a trace of excess flesh or wrinkles.