Play a Game

Oscar could not help interrupting Bai Yu, his expression conflicted as he asked:

"Bai Ge, when you said you wanted us to see blood, you don't mean we're going to kill these people, right? They sound like ruthless bastards. Can we handle them?"

The others also wore grim expressions. They had no idea what Bai Yu was thinking, wanting a group of little kids to deal with murderous maniacs like this.

Bai Yu raised a brow, glanced sideways at Oscar, and continued walking ahead.

"Relax. Just get up there and fight. I'll use Spirit Possession on you and cover your backs. At worst, you'll get injured. You won't die."

Everyone let out a breath of relief. Yu Xiaogang's eyes shifted as he remembered something, and he asked doubtfully:

"Bai Yu, as I recall, outsiders can't accept Spirit Hall missions, can they? How are you planning to claim the Bounty?"

Bai Yu flipped his hand and took something out, tossing it behind him. Zhao Wuji caught it. Everyone looked up to see a golden token, engraved with wings on one side and a sword on the other.

"Spirit Hall Enforcement Token! And it's even a Gold Token!"

As the former boyfriend of the Holy Maiden, Yu Xiaogang knew a great deal about Spirit Hall matters. He recognized at a glance that this was the Gold Token held only by captains of the Enforcement Team!

"You're from Spirit Hall? No, that can't be right. Everyone in Spirit Hall, aside from the Apostle Elders, has their own duties. How could you have been wandering around outside all this time?"

Listening to Yu Xiaogang ramble endlessly beside him, Bai Yu said impatiently:

"Why are you asking so many questions? I asked my family for the token. When my hands get itchy and I want to hunt down some Evil Spirit Masters, it's more convenient to have one."

Everyone's expressions turned strange, their feelings complicated. Damn, that was willful. He specifically got himself a Gold Token just because he wanted to kill people whenever his hands got itchy? Who the hell was he? What kind of connection did his family have with Spirit Hall?

After finding a hotel, Bai Yu went alone to the Spirit Hall branch in Silvis City. He displayed his token and went to the case files office to select a mission.

"Your Highness the Holy Son? What are you doing here?"

A puzzled greeting rang out. Bai Yu looked up and saw the Red Bishop stationed here staring at him in surprise.

"So it's Bishop An Feng. It's been more than five years. Have you been well?"

An Feng hurried over, respectfully bowing to Bai Yu as he answered solemnly:

"Red Bishop An Feng greets His Highness the Holy Son. This subordinate has been well. I did not know Your Highness was arriving and failed to welcome you. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Bai Yu waved his hand, looking helpless as he clicked his tongue.

"You people know I don't like this sort of thing, yet you insist on going through all these formalities. I came to see whether there are any Evil Spirit Masters along the route to Heaven Dou City. I'm planning to take a mission."

An Feng secretly sighed in relief. It was good that he had not come to cause trouble. Then he inwardly grumbled at Bai Yu's words. Come on, if someone saw this and reported it, wouldn't I get punished for it?

As a direct descendant of the family of an Apostle Elder from Elder Hall, An Feng did not actually need to care much about the Holy Son of Pope's Palace. But Bai Yu was different. Whether it was Pope's Palace or Elder Hall, his words carried weight!

"Why should such a small matter trouble Your Highness? I'll have someone select them for you. Please wait a moment, Your Highness!"

Bai Yu did not mind. He had not intended to reveal his identity in the first place, but since he had been recognized, this saved him some effort.

In less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, An Feng returned carrying two case files.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, there are only these two in the direction of Heaven Dou City. One involves a Soul Ancestor and a Soul Elder."

"The second was sent over this afternoon. There are six of them: one Soul Ancestor, four Soul Elders, and one Soul Grandmaster. They kept choosing remote villages to kill people in, and their crimes were only discovered when Spirit Hall sent people to awaken martial souls there."

Bai Yu raised a brow, took the case files, and began reading them, signaling for An Feng to continue.

"According to the investigation, this group has massacred three villages, along with several scattered Soul Masters. The local Spirit Hall branch reported the matter and requested that the Enforcement Team take over."

Bai Yu nodded, rose to his feet, and said to An Feng:

"Fine, I'll take this one. I'm taking the case files with me. Thanks for your help, Bishop."

An Feng bowed him out and said:

"It was nothing. Take care, Your Highness the Holy Son."

Watching Bai Yu's receding figure, An Feng muttered to himself.

"His Highness the Holy Son hasn't returned to Spirit City in years. Why did he come here today? Should I report it? Forget it. Spirit City hasn't done anything about it, so I shouldn't meddle."

The next day, everyone packed up early. After breakfast, they gathered around to examine the case files Bai Yu had brought.

"White Kid, can this work? There may not be many of them, but their ranks are much higher than the Little Monsters'. They won't be easy to deal with."

Flender looked worried. These people were skilled killers. Fighting them was not the same as a Soul Fight; one careless mistake could get them killed.

Bai Yu tapped the corner of the table with his finger and said with a smile:

"I picked them precisely because they won't be easy to handle. If they were easy, how could I enjoy the show—ptui! How could this achieve the desired training effect? Am I right?"

Everyone stared blankly. If they had not misheard him just now, he had said he wanted to enjoy the show, right?

Liu Erlong looked at Bai Yu disdainfully and cursed inwardly. I knew this bastard was no good!

"B-Bai Ge, you said you wanted to enjoy the show just now, right? What did you mean by that? How about we don't take this Bounty and just go straight to Heaven Dou City?"

Bai Yu clicked his tongue, sweeping a hand at the seven of them as he said:

"Tch, don't worry about such trivial details. Your teachers and I will all be watching from the side. Nothing can go wrong."

"As they say, life and death are fated, wealth and honor are granted by heaven. Just get in there and fight!"

Tang San and the others' eyelids twitched at those words. Their bad feeling grew even stronger, but they did not object. After all, Bai Yu was right. With so many teachers watching, what could possibly go wrong?

Led by Bai Yu, the group set out to find those people. Since the targets were constantly moving around, Bai Yu and the others did not corner them before a Desolate Mountain until near evening.

"You're Spirit Hall's Enforcement Team? Bringing this many people is quite the show of force!"

The Fallen Spirit Masters looked utterly miserable, bitterness filling their mouths as they nearly screamed. Was this really necessary? Was it really necessary? How much was the Bounty worth? Why send so many people?

Bai Yu walked before them and looked over the seven Fallen Spirit Masters, blinking once. Why was there an extra Soul Ancestor?

Then he casually shook his head and said to them:

"We're not the Enforcement Team. We just wanted to kill some people for training, and we happened to choose you. We'll play a game in a moment."

"If you're still alive when the game ends, I'll have someone send you to the City of Slaughter, where you'll still have a slim chance of survival. Don't even think about running. We have four Soul Saints alone. You can't escape!"

The seven people opposite him cursed inwardly. Damn it! What rotten luck. Which great family had brought their juniors out for training this time?

The extra Soul Ancestor's face was especially livid. He was the Soul Ancestor from the other Bounty An Feng had mentioned. He had barely escaped one round of pursuit by sacrificing a teammate, only to get caught again!