Chapter 1534 - 1535: Good Night and Killing
The ragged man ignored the bald strong man's words and fell into deep thought again.
The effeminate man looked at the bald strong man with a half-smile.
"Fourth Lady's Martial Arts Realm had already reached the True Martial Realm, yet she was killed by the opponent. This shows that person is definitely not someone to be trifled with."
His tone carried a hint of provocation.
The big man immediately widened his eyes, "So what?"
The effeminate man chuckled, "Fourth Lady couldn't handle it, and you won't be able to either."
"Don't let yourself get slaughtered like a Barbarian by that person."
"Pah, how dare you say I can't handle it!"
The bald strong man abruptly stood up, like an enraged bull, charging at the effeminate man.
His enormous qi-blood surged skyward like a wolf smoke as he stepped out, crushing the blue bricks beneath his feet.
The effeminate man swayed, and in the instant the bald strong man's arms closed in, he shot up into the sky.
A blood-red cape fluttered behind him, resembling a war banner.
The bald strong man grinned ferociously, stomped his foot, and also shot skyward, lunging at the effeminate man's leg.
The effeminate man's upward momentum waned, and as his body fell, he seemed about to land in the hands of the bald strong man.
Yet, he calmly twisted his waist and stepped onto the bald man's head with one foot.
With a loud bang, he flew off at an angle, like a large bird.
The bald strong man was kicked down by the effeminate man and immediately plummeted.
With a loud crash, he landed in the abandoned street center, sending dust and debris flying and cracking the floor.
The big man clapped his head, suddenly unleashing a ferocious, bloodthirsty aura.
He stomped heavily, and the ground rumbled. The blue stones in the street center flew up into the air, hurling at the airborne effeminate man!
The effeminate man couldn't dodge in the air, as countless heavy blue stones flew toward him.
A pale blue flashed across his face, and he suddenly struck like lightning, shattering the stones in front of him to pieces.
The bald strong man laughed heartily.
"You finally made a move; fighting like this is the real deal."
The effeminate man spat at the bald strong man: "Pah, you madman!"
At this moment, the ragged man gently waved his hand and sighed.
"Alright, stop fooling around."
This ordinary sigh and simple command made both martial arts experts change their expressions.
The effeminate man landed, ignored the bald strong man, and walked to the ragged man's side.
The bald strong man's expression clearly showed displeasure, but he eventually muttered something and obediently walked over to the ragged man.
The ragged man brushed off his blue robe and stood up, still gazing at the blood-red moon in the sky.
His voice was indifferent and casual.
"Chu Zhuang, go take a look and see what kind of person he is. If he's insignificant, handle it conveniently; I'll report the rest to the High Priest."
The effeminate man solemnly saluted, a sinister look flashed across his face.
"What about that batch of Night Clan slaves?"
The ragged man quietly observed the blood rain in the sky, not turning his head.
After a while, he casually said, "Do as you wish."
A sinister smile immediately appeared on the effeminate man's face.
"I've always said women are no good. This time, when I go over, I'll unleash a massacre."
The bald strong man couldn't conceal his excitement, eager to give it a try.
"Since there's killing to be done, why not call on me?"
The ragged man didn't even lift his eyelids, saying indifferently.
"Shi Kong can't go; I have something to assign to you. There are anomalies appearing over at the Barbarian Tribe, so go take a look."
The bald strong man grinned, seeming to want to say something, but in the end, he obediently bowed his head.
"Yes, Mr. Jian Xu."
The ragged man waved to the two of them.
"Make it quick and be back soon. The Grand Priest is in the Divine Tomb and could come out at any time."
"I don't want her to emerge to such a chaotic scene."
The two nodded, and the effeminate man disappeared with a flicker, while the bald man strode out of the city.
For several days, Yang Fei had been teaching Half Drop of Blood's martial skills and also imparting the basic methods of coordinated combat among troops to the 18 Night Clan experts!
These 18 Night Clan experts were all masters above the Danjin Tongshen level.
If they could coordinate their actions during missions, their combat strength would increase more than tenfold!
To Yang Fei's disappointment, ever since that night, Ye Shengge and Ye Liuguang hadn't come looking for him.
Ye Shengge acted all serious, even during the day, maintaining a stern demeanor as if she hadn't seen Yang Fei at all.
Ye Liuguang's big eyes occasionally glanced at Yang Fei with an intriguing, captivating sparkle, making Yang Fei's heart itch.
"Damn it, my pathetic nightlife," Yang Fei lamented internally, wishing he could take a bite of Ye Liuguang, who was so close.
Ye Liuguang saw his eyes emitting a faint green glow, akin to an old wolf.
The little girl giggled gleefully and made a funny face at Yang Fei.
Yang Fei quietly tugged at her sleeve, and Ye Liuguang naturally leaned over.
"Why don't you come to play with me at night? I have wine and stories,"
Yang Fei said earnestly. He noticed Ye Liuguang wasn't looking at him but instead was focusing on Ye Shengge in the distance.
Ye Liuguang gently smiled, turning to Yang Fei, her eyes shimmering with watery light.
"Sister Ye Shengge had warned that you're her master. No one else is allowed near you. I dare not upset sister Ye Shengge."
Yang Fei suddenly understood, his heart sank icy cold, realizing it was this little girl's doing.
Could it be she was jealous?
Yang Fei let out a dry laugh, his eyes showing some peculiarity.
"Actually, some games can be played by many people. How about you and Ye Shengge come over tonight, and we'll play the fairy-fighting game together?"
The mischievous look in Yang Fei's eyes made Ye Liuguang's heart race.
"Really, are you sure sister Ye Shengge won't be mad?"
Yang Fei chuckled, extending his arm to wrap around Ye Liuguang's waist.
"Once we get into it, she won't be mad. There's not much to be angry about, and I have experience with this."
"Ye Liuguang, go back to your position and continue your training."
Not far away, Ye Shengge didn't even lift her eyelids and spoke calmly.
Ye Liuguang was startled and quickly wriggled out of Yang Fei's embrace, blinking at him before turning and leaving.
Yang Fei felt greatly disappointed, and just then, Ye Shengge's gaze pierced like a sharp sword.
Her eyes held some resentment, as well as reproach.
Faced with this little lady, Yang Fei felt somewhat helpless.
Her overflowing sense of justice clashed with the naturally wild nature of the Night Clan.
Although Yang Fei admired this, at this moment, it felt somewhat awkward.
Ye Shengge, watching Yang Fei scratch his head in the distance, felt amused yet moved.
In fact, Ye Shengge considered Yang Fei as her master, just like the 18 Night Clan maidens who were utterly loyal to him.
If Yang Fei took a liking to any of the girls, although they might not be willing, they wouldn't resist him.
Yet, this guy didn't want to force any Night Clan girl.
This aspect made Yang Fei immensely charming in Ye Shengge's heart.
"Perhaps this is what the books mean by gentlemanly conduct; this man is a true gentleman."
Ye Shengge secretly controlled her odd thoughts, feeling her face heat up.
She couldn't help but glance at Yang Fei, only to catch him glancing stealthily at her.
Ye Shengge's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away.
Yang Fei couldn't help but laugh, the outcome wasn't important; the process was beautiful.
At that moment, an effeminate voice swept through everyone's ears.
"Good evening, everyone; I'm here to kill you."