Bocheng After the Disaster, Parting Ways

"Eagle Cry!"

Whether Zhan Kong possessed the Curse Element or not, the answer was revealed along with this piercing eagle cry that tore through the eardrums.

"He won."

Qin Yuan watched the transformation of Zhan Kong's body in the distance, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

A pair of brown wings sprouted from Zhan Kong's back, his hands and feet turned into eagle claws, his face seemed to split open with several bloody gashes bursting outward, and his eyes completely transformed into eagle eyes.

He looked like a fusion of man and eagle, utterly eerie.

"What is that?!"

Tang Yue noticed it too.

Though she couldn't see clearly, she knew it wasn't the High-level Wind Element spell Wind Wings.

Qin Yuan didn't answer, instead smiling as he said, "The Winged Azure Wolf is in for a rough time."

The Winged Azure Wolf might survive because being in Bocheng made Zhan Kong hesitant to go all out, afraid of collateral damage.

But a thorough beating was definitely unavoidable.

"Awoo!"

"Eagle Cry!"

"Ooo~ awoo!"

"..."

A fierce battle unfolded in the pitch-black sky.

But the sky was too dark; even Qin Yuan and Tang Yue, as Intermediate Level mages, couldn't see clearly, let alone ordinary people.

Time trickled by. Gazing at the faint light above the dark clouds, everyone knew dawn was breaking.

"Sky Eagles, the Sky Eagles are here!"

An excited cheer rang out from the crowd.

Everyone turned to look, seeing the dark clouds scatter as countless Military mages rode snow-white Sky Eagles under the breaking dawn.

That was reinforcements. Bocheng's reinforcements had finally arrived.

Because Bocheng was remote, it took considerable time for reinforcements to come from above. Fortunately, they made it in the end.

Sky Eagle Mages.

On every Sky Eagle sat an Intermediate Level mage.

They directed the Sky Eagles to land in Bocheng, and the squad leaders shouted loudly, "Immediately purge all demons within Bocheng!"

"Yes!"

"Wind Disk - Tornado!"

"Fierce Fist - Sky-Shattering Fist!"

"Rock Barrier - Jagged Stones!"

"..."

Countless Intermediate Level spells unfolded across Bocheng. The Servant-level Demonic Beasts were instantly obliterated, and the few Bone Spike Ferocious Wolves that had slipped in were killed one by one with the coordination of the Sky Eagle Mages.

This Bocheng disaster was finally coming to an end.

The Bocheng people hiding in the Safe Barrier wept with joy, embracing each other and crying tears of relief.

But there wasn't only relief and joy—there was also grief and pain, for not everyone's friends and family had survived.

This Bocheng disaster still claimed tens of thousands of lives.

Moreover, most of Bocheng city lay in ruins. Many were homeless, waiting for the authorities to arrange temporary shelters.

Most of the Resettlement Areas were in other cities. They were about to leave their homeland.

Evening.

After a brief rest and reorganization, the Bocheng people surged toward the train station, preparing to head to other cities.

The Winged Azure Wolf hadn't died—it had fled.

But no one knew if it would return, so Bocheng remained "dangerous." Those who could leave mostly chose to.

Bocheng Station had been spared from demon destruction, a small mercy in the misfortune.

"Sigh, everyone's leaving." Mo Jiaxing watched batch after batch of Bocheng people depart, his heart full of melancholy.

"There's no helping it."

Mo Qing beside him shook her head helplessly, then asked, "I'm planning to take Xin Xia to Hangzhou. Are you sure you won't come with us?"

In her younger days, she often traveled alone for work, and Hangzhou in the neighboring province was the city she knew best.

She had taken care of Ye Xin Xia all these years, so naturally she had to bring her along now.

"No, Mo Fan's questioning isn't over yet. I have to wait for him."

"Besides, I remember him saying something about which city he's going to for magic academy, but it's been too long—I can't recall off the top of my head."

Mo Jiaxing shook his head. Just as he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket started ringing.

He picked up and immediately asked, "Mo Fan, the leaders didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

As he spoke, he gestured to Mo Qing, signaling that he'd step away first—the station was packed with people, too noisy to hear clearly.

Mo Qing nodded.

She didn't rush to board the train. Instead, she looked over at Ye Xin Xia, who was saying goodbye to Qin Yuan in the distance.

"Xin Xia, this is Sister Tang Yue. You can call her sister too."

Qin Yuan let out a light laugh. After making the introduction, he said, "Sister Tang Yue is heading back to Hangzhou as well. You two can travel together."

"Sister Tang Yue..."

Ye Xin Xia looked at Tang Yue and called out.

"Mm." Tang Yue gave a faint smile, but her jade hand was hidden behind her back, viciously twisting the flesh at Qin Yuan's waist.

This stinky little brother—quite the player, wasn't he.

Qin Yuan paid no attention to the 'pain' at his waist. With his physical body, that little pinch was nothing.

"Xin Xia, take this."

Qin Yuan handed Ye Xin Xia a Space Ring he'd obtained from a checkpoint. Inside were over a million Huaxia Coins and some cultivation resources he couldn't use himself.

Ye Xin Xia had already awakened her magic—White Magic, Healing Element. With that, no matter which academy she applied to in the future, she'd receive preferential treatment.

So basic cultivation resources were a must.

"Little Yuan Ge Ge, I..."

Ye Xin Xia instinctively wanted to refuse.

"It's fine." Qin Yuan directly slipped the Space Ring onto her finger, smiling. "I already gave you the Holy Light Wings. This little bit doesn't matter."

"Work hard. In the future, you can be my 'healer.'"

"Oh."

Ye Xin Xia looked at the Space Ring on her middle finger. Her small face flushed red, burning hot as fire.

Tang Yue watched from the side, her brows twitching.

But then she remembered the 'kiss goodbye' Qin Yuan had pulled her into a corner for earlier, and that little grudge in her heart dissipated like smoke.

Qin Yuan pushed Ye Xin Xia toward Mo Qing, with Tang Yue following close behind.

"Aunt Qing, this is Tang Yue. She's heading back to Hangzhou too. You can go together."

Qin Yuan said.

"Alright."

Mo Qing responded, then gave Tang Yue a slight nod.

Tang Yue nodded back.

"Little Yuan Ge Ge, Xin Xia will miss you!" Ye Xin Xia waved at Qin Yuan as she boarded the train.

"I'll miss you (all) too."

Qin Yuan waved goodbye as well—to Ye Xin Xia, and to Tang Yue.

Under his gaze, the three of them left.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Just then, his pocket buzzed with a phone vibration.

Without guessing, Qin Yuan knew who was calling.

He picked up the phone and walked toward his own boarding gate. "Sister Yuer..."

Mu Family of Bocheng.

The once luxurious and extravagant estate was now wrecked beyond recognition by the demons—walls collapsed, buildings toppled, nothing but ruins.

"Sigh."

Mu Zhuoyun stood atop the ruins of the estate, his mood heavy with melancholy.

When disaster struck Bocheng, no one suffered greater losses than them.

After all, nearly every major and minor industry in Bocheng had the Mu Family's hand in it.

"Big Brother, everything's packed." Mu He walked over, still in his suit and tie, and spoke.

"You're not going to the Imperial Capital?"

Mu Zhuoyun looked at Mu He and the crowd behind him, confusion flickering in his eyes.