Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 811 - 508: Strength

Chapter 811: Chapter 508: Strength

Di’an City at night was bustling. Longping River, Jiuqu Alley, and Meigui Alley, these streets that never slept, were illuminated every night, their lights reaching the sky. However, this prosperity ultimately only served a tiny minority within Di’an City; the majority of the common people were unrelated to this grandeur. They lived lives much like farmers in the countryside, working with the sunrise and resting with the sunset.

When the white light brightened the sky and the window lattices shone transparent from its brilliance, the half-asleep commoners thought it was just the rising sun of a new day. Bearing their fatigue, they got out of bed with purpose, ready to start another day of hard work.

However, when they pushed open their chamber doors and saw the sight above the night sky dome, surprised and angry exclamations rustled through every corner of Di’an City.

It was still night outside, but beneath the darkness unfolded a scene they had never witnessed in their lives.

In the snowy night, there could be thunder.

And snowflakes could be set aflame.

The thunder rolled in from the clouds, and beneath them, fierce winds roared like waterfalls, the snow swirling like seas. A spell had ignited a sea of fire in the sky, illuminating the entirety of Di’an City as if it were daytime.

Just as the light in the sky began, it almost instantly attracted the gaze of everyone within Di’an City.

The majority were bewildered commoners just roused from their dreams, but there were also many cultivators among them.

But these cultivators, watching the phenomenon beneath the sky dome, were not much better off than the commoners. They could only sense through the surrounding Origin Qi that the Energy Mechanisms within Di’an City were surging wildly, as if powerful beings were battling above them.

After a brief silence, noise and chaos gradually began to spread throughout Di’an City.

But this chaos, before it fully started, was halted by the red streaks that trailed across the sky.

"A curfew is in effect tonight. Those who leave their residences without permission will be beheaded!"

"In one moment’s time, those lingering in the markets will be beheaded!"

"Those daring to cause turmoil and act thievishly will be beheaded!"

Via the Communication Crystals, the Strange Beast Office under the City Defense Office had already sprung into action. Red firebirds streaked rapidly across the sky, their booming voices echoing through the low altitudes of Di’an.

And as the birds flew past, the doors of the various military barracks in Di’an had already been flung open. Accompanied by the heavy sound of hooves, the on-duty Iron Cavalry Soldiers streamed out in a line and began the second round of clearing the streets.

The military bugle sounded, on-duty officers went to their posts, and soldiers resting in their quarters were awakened for an emergency assembly. Di’an City’s organs of violence, faced with a crisis, had already begun operating in an orderly fashion.

This was Di’an City.

This was the Dayan Empire’s safest imperial capital!

Observing everything below, the Xi’en Emperor beneath his magic robe involuntarily squinted.

He had perused the letters sent back to the imperial mainland from the Bullet Island Nation by the Crown Prince and knew of the existence of a vast Imperial Dynasty called Dayan alongside that island nation.

However, the information regarding the Dayan Empire in those letters was sparse, mostly coming from captured soldiers of the island nation.

And summarizing these prisoners’ descriptions of Dayan, only four words could be fetched:

Like divine beings.

Even after a century of harassment, these islanders were still ignorant of the true strength of the Dayan Empire.

No matter how smooth their sea invasion plans were, as soon as they tried to establish a permanent settlement on the coastal corners of the Dayan Empire, an invincible army would appear, effortlessly pushing them back into the sea.

He had thought it an exaggeration, a flamboyant tale concocted by the islanders to deceive them. But witnessing tonight’s event, it seemed that it was no fabrication.

It wasn’t just because of the low-ranking soldiers and the colossal spell patterns above the sky dome, but also because of the terrifying auras hidden in the shadows.

Since his arrival, four fearsome auras within this imperial capital of the Yan Dynasty had cast their probing gazes upon him.

And that was just what was apparent.

Those hidden in the dark, who had not yet revealed their auras, likely numbered a handful more....

With his eyelids lowered, the Xi’en Emperor’s thoughts flashed by in an instant; and it was within this instant of distraction that a blade of green Sword Qi came pressing near to him.

The sword’s edge was as white as snow, cutting through the sea of fire above, seemingly merging with the surrounding falling snowflakes.

The Xi’en Emperor’s brows furrowed slightly as he instinctively leaned back.

But with a simple flick, Feng Jiuxuan made it so that he could not avoid it.

A delicate thread of Sword Qi raised by the sword’s edge sliced through the Xi’en Emperor’s radiance, grazing His side face as it knocked off His hooded robe, His golden hair instantly scattering with the wind to reveal the handsome, god-like features beneath.

Feng Jiuxuan did not pursue the victory. Sword in hand, he looked at the Emperor from a distant land, his long, narrow eyes coldly shining:

"The second time."

This was the second time this foreign Emperor had been distracted in battle with him, and the second time he had spared him.

The Xi’en Emperor glanced at the Yan person in white who had sheathed his sword. In silence, He raised His hand to wipe the fresh blood seeping from His cheek, and with a simple flick, the golden blood fell with the snow into the dark of Di’an City.

Meeting his gaze, His voice was soft:

"Opportunity is given to you, but you don’t want it.

"And also, I didn’t allow it."

...

"Master, that person got injured," said Ran Qingmo, her pair of bright black eyes not blinking, her voice crisp: "But it seems because he was distracted."

Ran Jianli, holding onto the Giant Sword’s hilt, shook his head slightly:

"It was not distraction, but vigilance. That person was being wary of Di’an’s Protective City Formation and also of the other Saints within the city."

The Saint from Xi’en, while on guard all around, managed to only suffer a cut from Sword Qi after several exchanges with Feng Jiuxuan.