Chapter 307: Tianxia Escort Bureau, Mind Your Own Business
Chapter 307: Tianxia Escort Bureau, Mind Your Own Business
"Form a circle! Form a circle!" Zheng Yunqi shouted, directing the little demons within the escort bureau to arrange themselves in a circular formation, creating a defensive barrier without any blind spots.
Everyone rushed towards him, gathering around.
The battle between the two sides was fierce from the start, a life-and-death struggle.
It was an all-out fight from the beginning.
The Starlight Commander, with his Nine-Ring Saber, moved like lightning in the sky, blocking all the experts and preventing them from advancing.
He even gained the upper hand.
Over a dozen Martial Marquises were unable to advance even an inch in front of him, and three of them had already been cut down by his blade!
In less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the Starlight Commander had already taken down nearly a hundred lives. Blood rained down from the sky in sheets.
With his Commander Rank, he could defeat Martial Marquises, and now, with his rank elevated to the seventh level, he was even more formidable.
He slashed wildly, and as long as the opponents didn't join forces, they were no match for him in individual combat.
"Roar!"
With a mighty roar, the Starlight Commander cleaved a Martial Marquis in half with a single swing of his Nine-Ring Saber.
Just then, a flash of light appeared in the distance.
In an instant, it transformed into a meteor, speeding towards the Starlight Commander in the midst of battle.
The Starlight Commander's sense of crisis heightened abruptly, and without hesitation, he slashed three times in succession, repelling all the enemies in front of him.
Calmly gathering his energy, the saber's glow illuminated the night sky. With a single move of the Heaven-Hating Blade Technique, he unleashed his full cultivation.
Blinded by hatred, he unleashed his attack.
A loud explosion shook the entire escort bureau. The force of the blast caused several black-robed, masked individuals nearby, who were hoping to take advantage of the situation, to be thrown off their feet.
The attacker was forced back by the impact, their eyes widening in shock as they watched the escort leader, who had been knocked to the ground, rolling on the ground.
He had blocked my attack.
Fang Che was sent flying backward, his internal organs shifting painfully. He landed on the ground like a cannonball, and as he hit the ground, a saber aura surrounded him, cutting three masked individuals in half.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and trembled, "King Rank?"
Shouts echoed from all directions.
Finally, the defenders of the Guardian Pavilion arrived.
The King Rank expert in the sky waved his hand, "Retreat!"
With a chilling tone, he commanded, "Tianxia Escort Bureau, mind your own business!"
All the black-robed figures leaped into the air and flew away.
After killing, they wanted to leave? Zhao Wu Shang and the others were not going to let them off easily. They unleashed their secret weapons in pursuit, even throwing their own weapons as projectiles.
But the King Rank expert in the sky slashed horizontally with his sword, knocking down the secret weapons. In an instant, the black-robed figures disappeared into the night.
Fang Che wobbled and finally sat down on the ground, his buttocks hitting the floor. Blood gushed from his mouth.
"Escort Leader!"
Zheng Yunqi, covered in wounds, rushed over, "Are you alright?"
Everyone else also hurried over in a panic.
They all understood the gravity of the previous battle.
If it weren't for the Escort Leader's desperate efforts to hold back the opponents, including the super experts above the Martial Marquis level, they might not have survived the night.
"I'm fine," Fang Che assured them.
He quickly consumed a Cloud Pill and took a few breaths, but still felt a burning pain in his internal organs.
"How is everyone else?" Zhao Wu Shang asked, before anyone could respond,
Swish, swish, swish...
The expert warriors from the Guardian Pavilion landed one after another.
With a long whistle, Fan Tiao flashed and landed within the escort bureau, shaking his head regretfully, "They've entered the residential area of the city... Sigh."
The group fell silent.
"How many casualties did the escort bureau suffer?" Fan Tiao inquired.
"Over thirty deaths," Zheng Yunqi finished inspecting the casualties, his eyes burning with anger.
The number of on-duty Grand Masters had increased to twenty per day, and out of today's twenty, thirteen had perished. Among the escort leaders, the little demons, had lost ten, including two females!
It was a heavy loss.
"Who are the attackers? Are they from the Demon Sect?"
"I don't know yet. We haven't examined the bodies," Zheng Yunqi replied.
The bodies of the black-robed figures were laid out together.
Over a hundred and forty-nine of them were killed by Fang Che.
"Escort Leader Yin Xiu's skills are truly impressive," Fan Tiao commented as he examined the bodies.
Meanwhile, the Escort Leader, with blood still flowing from his mouth, spoke weakly, "Hall Master, you are too kind, cough, cough..."
"Their heart pulses are missing," Fan Tiao said after examining several bodies. He sighed, stood up, and continued, "They are indeed from the Demon Sect."
This fact was even clearer to Zheng Yunqi and Zhao Wu Shang than Fan Tiao with a competitive edge.
The group fell silent, each lost in their own thoughts.
Everyone approached to take a look. Some were indeed from the group that left the headquarters, but most were not.
As the defenders of the pavilion collected the bodies, the escort bureau members, who were all injured, needed to take care of their wounds. The chaotic scene was not conducive to further conversation.
So, they exchanged a few brief words.
The defenders of the pavilion soon departed.
"Condolences and stay strong," Fan Tiao left behind a few words.
Escort Leader Yin Xiu sighed, "Condolences are impossible, but our Sage Residence will not let this injustice go unpunished!"
The defenders of the pavilion quickly left.
A bloody scene unfolded, with thirty-two corpses laid out in the hall. Each body lay motionless, as the young demon brats stood by, tears welling up in their eyes. Just moments ago, they were taking an exam together, eagerly awaiting the spectacle. Now, they lay silent, their lives abruptly cut short.
A few girls sobbed quietly.
"Check for casualties, treat the wounded, and then come in for a meeting," Fang Che instructed.
"Yes, sir," they responded.
The group, their faces grim, filed into the conference room.
The Starlight Commander, his face as still as water, sat on the throne, his body wrapped in bandages. Although he had recovered from his injuries after consuming the Cloud Pill, he still had to keep them bandaged. The Cloud Pill's rapid depletion was a concern; since his return, he had already used up seven of the twenty pills!
He hadn't even bothered to clean the bloodstains on his body, and there were still traces of blood on his face. The others, in contrast, had cleaned themselves up a bit.
"Share your thoughts on this attack," the Starlight Commander prompted.
"Among the dead, there weren't many like us," Zheng Yunqi spoke up.
"Most of them were martial artists from the Jianghu," someone added.
"This doesn't seem like the work of the Main Sect's people," another person said.
"Yes, I have the same feeling. Although they gathered many Commander-rank experts, there's something different about them..." Zheng Yunqi paused, seeking the right words. "We... we can sense it. Especially since we're all from aristocratic families, we have a certain... intuition."
Zheng Yunqi continued, "As you know, in our respective families, we're not part of the direct lineage. We often have to bow and scrape to the direct descendants. Sometimes, we'd rather give up our own benefits and offer them to the direct descendants just to see them smile. When the family geniuses smile at us, we feel happy for days."
"That's exactly it!" Zhao Wushang nodded in agreement, and the others couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"We're already in our mid-twenties, and we're only at the Commander rank. Although we have some resources, they're just average. No matter how hard we try, we can't catch up. The direct descendants of ordinary families, at our age, have already reached the high-level Martial Marquis rank or even the King rank. Some have even attained the Emperor rank."
"It's a completely different treatment."
"We're supposed to be one family, but we, the collateral lineage, are like servants or laborers in front of the direct descendants."
"Over time, we've developed a certain... instinct. When we see the direct descendants, we instinctively bow and feel inferior. Even when we're together, we feel like we're a head shorter."
"This group is mostly made up of people like us. That's why we can chat so well. We have a sense of camaraderie."
The group nodded in agreement, feeling ashamed.
Fang Che suddenly understood, "So, when you were looking for people recently, you used this sense of inferiority? You sought out those who looked decent and proud on the outside but were actually very insecure, those who were used to bowing and scraping? In simple terms, you were looking for servants who could sense other servants, right?"
The group fell silent, feeling embarrassed. "Yes. Sometimes we make mistakes, but out of ten people, we can usually find seven or eight who fit the description."
Fang Che was speechless.
This is indeed a unique ability.
But a thought suddenly struck him: Could this sense of inferiority be utilized? Moreover, he had saved their lives tonight. Perhaps it was time for the second phase of his plan.
He pondered, considering whether it was appropriate to proceed with his plan after the recent deaths. But such a crisis was a rare opportunity.
Below, the group continued their discussion.
"We all feel that tonight's attack wasn't carried out by people like us. It's not something we could have planned. The coordination among those attackers was like a well-trained army, not something we could achieve."
Zhao Wushang's words made everyone blush slightly.
The Starlight Commander's eyes gradually focused, and he seemed to understand. "So, you believe this attack was actually organized by a subordinate sect?"
The Starlight Commander's eyes flashed with cold determination.
Zheng Yunqi spoke up, "Commander, did you notice what the leading King-rank expert said at the end?"
"Which part?"
"The line, 'Heavenly Escorts Bureau, mind your own business.' It sounded like it was said from the perspective of the Main Sect's aristocratic families, but if it were one of us, we would never say such a thing."
(End of Chapter)
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