Courier Yu Luomian? You Have to Get Beaten Up Before Signing for the Package!

Three days later, outside Nuoding City.

The morning mist had yet to dissipate, but the heavy sound of hooves and rhythmic marching already rolled in from the horizon like muffled thunder.

Dust filled the air, and banners fluttered in the wind.

An army of five thousand men, fully clad in standard-issue iron armor, was slowly closing in on Nuoding City in a massive encirclement formation.

At the very front of the army was an elite combat unit composed of hundreds of spirit masters, each riding a spirit beast worth a fortune.

In the center of the army, beneath a massive commander's banner.

The governor of Nuoding Province, a portly middle-aged man named Li Mude, sat smugly atop a mighty Armored Earth Dragon.

Beside him was Salas, who had changed into a brand-new Platinum Bishop robe, though his face remained somewhat pale.

"Bishop Salas, just watch and learn!" Li Mude puffed out his potbelly, pointing his riding crop toward the steel city ahead, which had taken on a completely new look, his tone filled with disdain.

"A mere bumpkin without even a spirit ring dares to run wild on my turf? And he even dares to detain people from Martial Soul Hall?"

"My five thousand city guards, plus the three hundred spirit masters under my command—if each of us just spat once, we could drown his pathetic city!"

Li Mude was a veteran noble of the Heaven Dou Empire and a hereditary provincial governor; deep down, he looked down on all commoners who lacked noble blood.

Over the past few days, Salas had brought a secret order from Martial Soul Hall and promised countless benefits before finally convincing him to mobilize his army to "suppress the rebellion."

In his eyes, this wasn't a battle at all; it was an armed parade, a chance to scoop up some easy credit!

Salas looked at Li Mude's smug expression, his lips moving as if to say something, but it ultimately turned into a sigh.

What could he say?

Should he say that there was a madman in that city who could use a thousand-year spirit beast as a power bank? Or that he could level a mountain with a single "missile"?

If he said it out loud, would Li Mude believe him? He would only think he had gone insane!

"Governor Li is mighty." Salas could only force a stiff smile. "However, the methods used in that city are indeed quite bizarre. I ask that you proceed with caution, Governor."

"Hahahaha! You worry too much, Bishop!" Li Mude laughed heartily. "In the face of absolute power, all schemes and tricks are paper tigers! Once I trample that city and capture that kid named Qin Feng, we shall split the treasures inside fifty-fifty, how about that?"

The corner of Salas's mouth twitched.

Treasures?

He only hoped that the grass on his grave wouldn't grow too tall later.

Meanwhile, on the walls of Nuoding City.

Qin Feng was sitting leisurely in a beach chair, a steaming cup of coffee resting on the small table beside him.

He had even put on a pair of sunglasses, looking as if he were on a seaside vacation rather than facing an enemy army at the gates.

"Boss, the enemy has entered the ten-kilometer range."

Grey Wolf's voice came through the communicator on his wrist, carrying a hint of excitement.

"A total of five thousand three hundred and twenty-seven people, including three hundred and fifteen spirit masters. The one with the highest spirit power is that fat guy on the fat-headed dragon—a level 76 spirit saint. His martial soul is an Armored Earth Dragon; nothing special about it."

"That old guy Salas is there too. Heart rate 140, blood pressure 180. Looks like he's scared out of his wits, hehehe."

Qin Feng picked up his coffee and took a light sip.

In front of him, a massive holographic map floated clearly in mid-air.

On the map, over five thousand red dots representing the enemy army were slowly and steadily moving toward the blue zone that represented Nuoding City.

This was the Umbrella Corporation's latest "Eagle Eye" drone reconnaissance array.

Dozens of silent drones with wingspans exceeding three meters were circling at an altitude of ten thousand meters. Their optical, thermal imaging, and spirit power fluctuation detectors saw everything below with perfect clarity.

Every soldier's body temperature, every heartbeat, and every trace of spirit power flow were converted into precise data, transmitted in real-time back to the central control room on the third underground level.

In front of Qin Feng's "full-map hack," Li Mude's prideful army of five thousand was like a girl without clothes—they had no secrets whatsoever.

"Boss, do you want to give them a 'Dongfeng' to whet their appetite?" Grey Wolf's voice sounded again, filled with eager anticipation.

"No rush." Qin Feng set down his coffee cup.

"Missiles are too expensive; it's a waste to use them on these small fries."

"Besides, I need a public, absolute, crushing victory to tell the entire continent."

Qin Feng stood up and walked to the edge of the city wall, looking down at the army that was now within arm's reach.

"The era has truly changed."

The army stopped five hundred meters from the city gate.

Li Mude urged his Armored Earth Dragon forward a few steps, channeled his spirit power, and his voice boomed like a bell, echoing across the entire battlefield.

"Listen up, you rats in the city!"

"I am the governor of Nuoding Province of the Heaven Dou Empire, Li Mude!"

"I give you one minute to open the gates, hand over the culprit Qin Feng, and kneel in surrender!"

"Otherwise, when the city falls, not even a chicken or dog will be left alive!"

The arrogant shouting echoed across the empty plains.

Silence reigned atop the city wall.

Li Mude waited for a few seconds, but when no response came, the look of triumph on his face grew even more pronounced.

He turned to Salas and chuckled, "Look, Bishop, a bunch of cowards, already so terrified by my imposing aura that they don't even dare to make a sound!"

Salas's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

He had an extremely ominous premonition.

Just then, a massive loudspeaker slowly descended from above the city wall.

Qin Feng's voice, carrying a hint of laziness, reached the ears of every soldier clearly.

"Governor Li, is it?"

"You've got a loud mouth, but I wonder if your head is filled with nothing but muscle."

Li Mude's smile froze on his face.

The army behind him also erupted into a commotion.

"You are Qin Feng?" Li Mude's expression darkened. "A rat hiding in the shadows, how dare you be disrespectful to me?"

"I'll give you one last chance. Come down and die now, and perhaps I might leave your corpse intact!"

A trace of amusement entered Qin Feng's voice.

"Governor Li, I'm curious, where did you get the courage to come and besiege my city with so few men?"

"Is it just because of those seven flashy light rings of yours?"

Upon hearing this, Li Mude didn't get angry; instead, he laughed.

He slammed his hand against his mount, and seven soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—suddenly flared beneath his feet. The powerful aura of a Soul Saint drew cheers of awe from the surrounding soldiers!

"That's right! Just because of these seven soul rings!"

Li Mude pointed his riding crop at Qin Feng on the wall, his face filled with the disdain of a noble toward a commoner.

"Kid, I'll admit your walls are well-built, and those metal contraptions of yours are quite intimidating."

"But you don't even have a single soul ring!"

"You aren't even a Soul Master!"

"In this world, without soul rings, you're nothing!"

"Now, tell me, what do you have to fight me with?!"

Li Mude's voice was filled with absolute confidence and arrogance.

Behind him, however, Salas closed his eyes in despair.

It's over.

This idiot just said the one thing that madman hates most.

On the wall, after hearing Li Mude's words, Qin Feng didn't get angry; instead, he began to laugh.

"Heh... hehehehe..."

The laughter echoed through the loudspeaker across the entire field, sending an inexplicable chill through everyone present.

"Governor Li, you're right."

Qin Feng's voice suddenly turned cold and indifferent.

"I truly don't have any soul rings."

"Because I don't need that kind of inefficient energy add-on."

Qin Feng slowly raised his hand, and in his palm appeared a palm-sized, uniquely shaped silver-white metal disc.

"I only believe in physics."

"Today, I'll give you all a lesson for free."

"The name of the lesson is—"

"Gravity."