Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 404 - 404 92 The Snake Tide Retreats Training in

Chapter 404: Chapter 92: The Snake Tide Retreats, Training in Progress Chapter 404: Chapter 92: The Snake Tide Retreats, Training in Progress Mao Yimiao stood aloft in mid-air, unwillingly staring at the direction of Purple Emperor’s escape.

After a while, her pretty face turned pale and she covered her mouth with her bare hand, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Having shattered the Purple Emperor’s protective aura, with the Cats Emperor’s current cultivation level, the recoil shock she had received was also very severe, and her existing injuries worsened. It was unavoidable.

“Sister Miao!”

The Golden Emperor had arrived, looking at her with a hint of flattery on his face, “Why are you showing up here? Why are you so late? If you had emerged earlier, even if that guy had a replacement puppet on hand, we might have had a good chance of keeping him here!”

“I know the sordid past between you and that guy. But right now, are you in the mood to think about the Purple Emperor, or should you be focusing on your own way out? Why did you lead so many descendants here?”

Looking at the Snake Emperor, Cat Emperor asked skeptically, “Don’t tell me you have forgotten about the prohibition order?”

“No, no, I haven’t.”

The Golden Emperor laughed dryly, “I just took the little ones out for a walk, and incidentally looked for a few lost children. Didn’t we run into that bastard Purple Emperor? We’re about to go back.”

The Cat Emperor gave the Golden Emperor a suspicious look, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

“Your words are inconsistent. You took so many descendants just for a walk? How many children do you need to find that you need so many hands?”

Coughing, Golden Emperor moved closer to Cat Emperor, whispering mysteriously, “Sister Miao, I’ll tell you something good. There’s a Beast Taming Master in Yuezhou City who can change the qualifications of children… This is top secret. If you have kids in the future… um, um, you know what I mean.”

Cat Emperor looked at him with a strange expression in her eyes.

Just now, you were all discussing this stuff, and even I, who was standing far away, heard it…

You consider this upcoming well-known matter as top secret?

How are you taking me for a ride?

So she glared at him.

Golden Emperor hurriedly apologized. Everyone was familiar–besides, Cat Emperor was senior to Golden Emperor, so she didn’t shy away from him.

And there was the natural suppression – snakes were almost like cat’s food.

So, when the Golden Emperor faced the Cat Emperor, he always felt short before her…

Next, Wu Tiejun lead his army to handover the situation with the Golden Emperor, and indeed gave them a considerable amount of resources.

Of course, compared to the Snake army, this was just a drop in the ocean. Even a single snake might not get a bite.

But this action was more about saving face for the Golden Emperor.

With this gain, it could be proven that this expedition was not fruitless.

Throughout the handover, Wu Tiejun kept a straight face, obviously feeling very humiliated about this matter.

He was being threatened by a bunch of snakes…

For a soldier, this was an extreme disgrace, the kind that might stain their whole life!

But the situation had put him in a bind, and he had no choice but to bow down.

After this battle, Yuezhou City had been heavily damaged.

Not sending the Snake King and his horde away would have made Yuezhou completely devastated, as they were simply not in the same league.

It was very clear from the recent battle. Even if Wu Tiejun was stubborn, he wouldn’t dare confront the snakes at this point, otherwise, he might risk the whole of Yuezhou’s survival.

Once the resources were handed over, Golden Emperor made a large gesture, “Withdraw the troops!”

The sea of snakes, along with a hoard of dirty air, retreated as quickly as how they came in.

Entered like lightning, left like the wind.

Only the sticky residue within the thousands of miles, the smell of blood that might take some time to dissipate, were evidences of this once-in-a-century interspecies war that had taken place!

In the twinkling of an eye, Cat Emperor’s graceful body shook slightly and disappeared without a trace, not revealing where she was heading to.

Yuezhou City, almost turned into ruins, all survivors finally let out a sigh of relief.

They had finally… been through this round.

A moment later, sobbing sound faintly rang out, gradually merging into a sobbing atmosphere that enveloped the entire Yuezhou City.

The air pressure was extremely oppressive.

Almost every family had casualties. The most lightly affected families still had people who were injured.

Countless martial artists worked with the army to help clean up the ruins. Destroyed houses were everywhere in the town, creating a scene of devastation. If it were the ordinary people who undertook the cleanup, they would take half a year to complete.

There were also martial artists from all directions continuously rushing over to help, making the crowd grow larger.

The government was also doing its best to provide relief for the people. The warehouse and grain depot were opened directly, and countless doctors were treating the wounded for free.

One street after another was rapidly cleared and restored to traffic.

Then more manpower was added, with groups of people assisting the rescue from all directions.

He Bibiqu sighed heavily, knowing he couldn’t leave for a while…

His comfortable retired life… seemed indefinitely far off now!

Golden Emperor’s retreat marked the end of the monster wave, but this didn’t mean the incident was over. He Bibiqu didn’t forget the promises he made…

“Physician Feng… Doctor Feng, are you Master Ling… When will you come back… If you aren’t him, my promise can bring another wave of crisis to Yuezhou City, a crisis not less deadly than the one we experienced today!”

He Bibiqu was praying in his heart.

At no moment had He Bibiqu felt Physician Feng was so important before. He had reached a serious point of life and death.

As time passed, He Bibiqu realized that the random small-town physician he had met all those years ago was incredibly impressive.

His importance seemed to increase with every encounter, until today… where he was crucial to everybody.

“Ah….”

“Wish you well, and speedily return.”

…

“All efforts to rescue and rebuild Yuezhou.”

“As for the military… there’s no need to worry for now. The priority is restoring people’s livelihoods. The direction in which the snakes retreated coincides with the Great Qi and Yan armies. Even if they had the courage, they wouldn’t dare to invade at this time.”

“Our Yuezhou is the dwelling place of the Beast Taming Master. Until he announces his opinion, no faction would rashly respond.”

“We will wait.”

He Bibiqu thought and decided, since he had decided to go all-in on Doctor Feng, might as well bet everything. Risk it all.

Either the Beast Taming Master would rally his troops for punishment, or if Doctor Feng truly is the Beast Taming Master, all major problems would disappear.

Based on this assumption, Ma Qiange’s troops were positioned outside Yuezhou City, taking turns to assist in the restoration every day as a precaution.

As each day passed, more and more people came to the rescue, and a large amount of supplies was also delivered. The progress was visibly accelerating, and under such comprehensive assistance, the situation in Yuezhou was improving rapidly.

The oppressive grief from experiencing such a catastrophe became lighter every day.

The dead are gone, but the living must continue to live.

However, the hatred towards the Purple Emperor and Yan State from the people of Yuezhou deepened, engraved in their hearts.

The blame unanimously placed on the Purple Emperor by He Bibiqu has taken root in everyone’s hearts, virtually impossible to remove.

Due to this, the people of Yuezhou’s resentment towards the Great Yan and the Purple Emperor is even greater than their hatred for the Snake Clan.

After all, if it weren’t for the instigator, the Purple Emperor, where would this disaster have come from?

…

While Yuezhou underwent great changes, Feng Yin’s training on the other side finally culminated in a real combat scenario.

They were all assassins, no need to explain their keen sensitivity to killing intent. Everyone knew which battles were sparring, based on wins and losses, and which were deadly battles, all mutually understood. There was no need to face each other on stage, the moment they sensed each other’s vibe, all was clear.

This resulted in a particularly clean and swift combat situation.

The first group battles consisted of students from their own class. Thanks to Feng Yin’s high prestige as class leader, even those from Yan or Qi maintained a mindset of sparring and didn’t engage in deadly combat.

However, when they fought against other classes, the intensity of combat escalated suddenly. Especially the fights between different classes and countries almost always resulted in fights to the death.

Splatter!

A swing of Feng Yin’s dagger, and the Gold Rank assassin on the opposite side was cut in half, blood spraying, filling the air with a metallic stench.

A slight rustle from the other side, yet no one actually spoke out, everyone remained silent.

Only the bunch from Class Five, led by Yue Kong and Wen Shumo, cheered loudly.

“Class leader, awesome!”

“Boss is badass!”

Feng Yin nodded in acknowledgement, and left the arena.

Even though he didn’t like to kill the Gold Rank assassins, he had no mercy when facing enemies who wanted to cut him down.

You want to kill me, so I’ll kill you. No matter if it’s good or bad, right or wrong.

Life and death separated by a blade’s edge, it’s that simple!

The class Five was now facing group Nine, and the upcoming battle belonged to Wen Shumo.

“Wen Shumo of Great Yan!”

“Xiao Zihan of Great Chu.”

“Please.”

“Please.”

The two had a power disparity and yet lacked killing intent. After a dozen or so rounds, Wen Shumo knocked his opponent off the platform with one sword strike: “I yield.”

“Yes, sir.”

The battle was simple and unremarkable, akin to drinking a bland bowl of water, some even yawned from boredom.

“So boring.”

“It’s more fun when the boss fights, someone dies or gets hurt every few fights. What’s the point without bloodshed…too dull.”

“You want Gentle Boss to perform like a monkey? That would be fun?”

“I didn’t say that, don’t talk nonsense, you’re slandering…”

The rest of the group chattered on, drawing no concern from Feng Yin. His attention was focused on analyzing his own changes.

He seemed calm and collected during these several rounds of fights, showing the demeanor of a high-ranked general, but he was also holding a sense of exhilaration.

Because, through actual combat, he felt that he was becoming more and more in sync with the standard movements, forming habits and muscle memory. His body’s coordination was instinctual, as natural as moving his limbs, his moves were flying smoothly and easily available.

“I’m way more badass now than I was before!”