"A big score?"
For some reason, seeing the smile curling at Jun Wangyou's lips gave Ye Lingtian an inexplicable chill.
"How about we forget it? I just want to get out of here as soon as possible."
Ye Lingtian's gaze darted away as he tested the waters.
"Cut the crap."
Jun Wangyou smacked Ye Lingtian on the head.
Then he told him about the information he had just received and explained what they needed to do next.
And after Ye Lingtian heard it...
"What?! You want to kill every Demonic Cultivator in this city?!"
Ye Lingtian's voice suddenly rose, his pupils contracting. Then, seeming to realize that was inappropriate, he hurriedly lowered his voice and swallowed.
"Come on, bro, do we really have to go this big? I'm only eighteen. I don't want to die young so soon."
Ye Lingtian wore a pleading expression. He truly only wanted to leave this place.
Jun Wangyou glanced at him and said faintly, "I wonder who told me he was going to accomplish great things. I didn't expect you to chicken out this fast."
"I... I... Did I say that?"
Ye Lingtian had wanted to argue, but realized he really had said those words. He immediately shrank his neck guiltily.
Seeing him like this, Jun Wangyou sighed. "If you want to leave, then go. I can handle it alone."
"Leave alone? Forget it, then."
Ye Lingtian looked utterly hopeless.
Jun Wangyou chuckled and glanced at him, laughing inwardly. Silly boy, you got on my pirate ship and still want to run?
Very quickly, the two youths settled on their next course of action.
Then they walked out of the room together.
Atop a towering building.
"Whew!"
Jun Wangyou took a deep breath of the fresh air mixed with the stench of blood, his gaze profound.
He had come to the east for one purpose only: to kill.
As long as he could kill and earn battle merit, it made no difference to him where he did it.
Turning around, Jun Wangyou said to the uneasy Ye Lingtian,
"Go on. As the third young master of the Ye Family, don't disgrace your family's name."
"Got it. You be careful too, bro."
Ye Lingtian sighed. He knew the arrow was already on the string, and there was no choice but to let it fly.
With a leap, Ye Lingtian jumped down from the tall building.
Jun Wangyou, meanwhile, made his way toward the City Lord's Mansion.
Ye Lingtian's task was simple: draw away as many Demonic Cultivators as possible so Jun Wangyou could deal with those Core Formation cultivators without worries.
Once the strongest ones were taken out, the rest would be nothing but small fry.
Meanwhile, inside an underground drainage hub not far from the City Lord's Mansion.
A group of five people was discussing something.
This was the drainage transfer station for all of Tai'an City, and it normally reeked to high heaven.
After a round of slaughter, a huge amount of foul-smelling bloody water, severed limbs, and broken arms had flowed in, making the environment ten times worse than usual.
Yet the five people seemed completely oblivious to it.
They even gradually grew excited over what they were discussing.
"Brother Ye, did you really break through?"
Among the five, a petite loli girl asked excitedly.
"That's right. I broke through not long ago, but dealing with those people shouldn't be a problem now."
A sunny and handsome young man with sword-like brows and bright eyes said with a smile.
He looked extremely relaxed. Clearly, his breakthrough had filled him with confidence about something.
"Before Brother Ye Xiu broke through, he could already kill Perfected Core Formation cultivators. Now that he's reached Core Formation, killing early-stage Core Formation cultivators should be easy, right?"
At this moment, a burly youth scratched his head and smiled foolishly.
"Good! With me and Ye Xiu, dealing with those people shouldn't be much of a problem."
"But the problem now is, how do we draw away the large number of Demonic Cultivators near the City Lord's Mansion?"
A beautiful girl with a curvaceous figure frowned slightly.
Her name was Ji Yueying, and she was also the one who had brought this five-person team together.
All five of them were survivors of Tai'an City.
Among them, Ji Yueying had once been Tai'an City's number one prodigy, as well as the eldest daughter of the Ji Family, Tai'an City's foremost family.
But now, the Ji Family was a thing of the past.
Hearing Ji Yueying's question, the other four all frowned deeply.
Drawing away a large number of Demonic Cultivators was simple. They only needed to create a big enough disturbance.
But at the same time, it was extremely dangerous.
Therefore, whoever did it had to be strong, fast enough to escape, and prepared to die at any time.
Just as all five were racking their brains.
Suddenly—
Boom!!
A thunderous explosion rang out. Even underground, they could feel the violent tremor.
"What's going on?"
The five were dumbfounded. Then a flash of delight appeared in Ji Yueying and Ye Xiu's eyes.
"Our chance is here!"
At this moment, outside the City Lord's Mansion, on the street, Jun Wangyou, dressed in cold black robes, held a sword as he slowly approached the mansion.
"Who goes there?!"
Several Demonic Cultivators at the entrance of the City Lord's Mansion spotted Jun Wangyou and immediately shouted.
Jun Wangyou ignored them and swung his sword.
Ssh!
Boom!
The Demonic Cultivators were instantly cut in half at the waist, along with the mansion gates behind them, which were sliced into ruins by that single strike.
Those left behind to guard this city could not be very strong.
That was clear from the fact that their strongest members were merely four Core Formation cultivators.
Most were only in the Qi Refining Realm.
Those who reached Foundation Establishment were considered minor leaders, such as squad captains.
Stepping over the corpses, Jun Wangyou slowly entered the City Lord's Mansion.
Before him stood a rather spacious hall.
But the moment Jun Wangyou entered the mansion, he sensed that something was wrong.
It was too quiet!
There was not a single person in the City Lord's Mansion.
Jun Wangyou frowned as he looked around.
Suddenly—
Clap! Clap! Clap!
"You dared come to my place alone. Your courage is indeed commendable."
"Unfortunately, this is merely a path to death."
As a hoarse voice rang out, a figure wrapped from head to toe in black robes emerged from the hall.
He raised his head, revealing a pair of sinister eyes.
His face was aged, its skin so deeply wrinkled that it looked as though he wore a human hide.
[Han Fei has developed negative favor toward you. Current favorability: negative 6 stars] [Han Fei: Cultivation: early-stage Core Formation. Identity: Sect Master of the Yin Xie Sect, Thousand Commander of the Demon-Monster Allied Army...] [Zhuang Tong has developed negative favor toward you. Current favorability: negative 6 stars] [Gou Da has developed negative favor toward you. Current favorability: negative 5 stars] [Gou Er has developed negative favor toward you. Current favorability: negative 5 stars]
Lines of text abruptly appeared before Jun Wangyou.
Jun Wangyou instantly understood.
After glancing around, Jun Wangyou said coldly to Han Fei, "Just you?"
Han Fei smiled with his aged face, speaking playfully. "Isn't one of me enough?"
Though Han Fei was smiling, he felt somewhat uneasy inside.
Because he could not see through Jun Wangyou's cultivation.
Jun Wangyou shook his head, his expression cold.
"Probably not enough. Have the other three come out too. The sooner this ends, the better for everyone."
"Kid, you're pretty arrogant!"
The moment Jun Wangyou finished speaking, three figures flew out from three directions within the City Lord's Mansion.
Two of them—or rather, two dogs—had dog heads and human bodies. They were massive, standing a full three meters tall.
The other was a hunched old man leaning on a cane, equally aged.
The four stood together, looking at Jun Wangyou mockingly.
"Kid, if one isn't enough, are the four of us enough?"
Gou Da opened his fanged maw and licked his lips with a tongue still dripping saliva.
Jun Wangyou remained calm. "More or less."
"Heh heh, arrogant enough! Too bad I don't like it!"
Gou Er was exceptionally violent, radiating the air of a madman obsessed with brutality.
"Now then, choose one of the four of us."
Han Fei smiled slightly, as though he already had Jun Wangyou in the palm of his hand.
Or perhaps he was simply too bored and had decided to toy with Jun Wangyou.
Every one of them looked relaxed. None took Jun Wangyou particularly seriously.
But Jun Wangyou shook his head and slowly said, "No, no, no. I won't choose. You choose."
As his words fell, ten Spirit Treasure Swords slowly rose from behind Jun Wangyou.
A weapon spirit with a smiling face sat upon the hilt of each sword.
Jun Wangyou slowly retreated, a mocking smile on his lips. "Choose one."
"Th-that's a Spirit... Spirit Treasure!!!"
"And ten Spirit Treasure Swords at that!! Just who are you?!"
Han Fei's expression changed drastically as he stared at Jun Wangyou in terror.
Damn it, those were ten Spirit Treasures!
And every single one was a sword.
Even the current young palace master of Qi Tian Palace in the Central Continent probably could not produce such extravagance, could he?
One had to know that even the most worthless Spirit Treasure could only be possessed by mighty experts above the Integration Realm.
Below that, even if one were in the Soul Formation Realm.
Without a powerful background, possessing a single Spirit Treasure would invite endless pursuit and assassination!
Yet the youth before them possessed ten Spirit Treasures at once.
And they were all swords. The implications were simply terrifying.
Jun Wangyou ignored their shock and merely said coldly, "Not choosing? Then all together!"
Kill!
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