Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates
Chapter 125 - 123 Xiao Ye’s Fury

Chapter 125: Chapter 123 Xiao Ye’s Fury

(The third update is here, there will be a fourth one tonight, but it will be late. If impatient, dear readers can read it tomorrow.)

Hearing Bing Ya’s words, Xiao Ye was momentarily stunned, then silently nodded and began to walk towards the city.

Pit-a-pat! Pit-a-pat! Pit-a-pat!

The events outside the city had already been relayed within. One could see a large group of guards, armed with weapons and clad in armor, coming with murderous aura, led by a dark-faced burly man.

"Daring to act recklessly in Wutan City, are you tired of living?" The dark-faced burly man said coldly as his overwhelming Innate True Qi swept out, blasting bystanders on both sides of the road away.

A Martial Artist of the First Level of Innate Realm!

Suddenly, silence descended within the city, as countless fearful gazes turned towards the dark-faced burly man.

An Innate Martial Artist in Wutan City could indeed be considered a top combat force. The City Lord of Wutan City was truly inscrutable to have a martial artist of the Innate Realm under his command.

Cold light flickered in Xiao Ye’s eyes, an even more powerful Innate True Qi than the dark-faced burly man’s surged towards the sky, bringing back silence to the city as countless people looked on with shock.

This youth, looking only about eighteen years old, possessed an aura even mightier than that of the dark-faced burly man!

"You talk too much!"

Xiao Ye took a step forward, the Primordial Crystal in his Dantian trembled, channeling extremely powerful Innate True Qi that manifested into a massive handprint in the void, pushing sideways towards what was in front.

A Seventh Level Innate Realm Martial Artist, their True Qi could now materialize objects, similar to the techniques Zhao Qian used when pursuing him that day.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The massive handprint, like a mountain bearing down, sent all guards flying, even the dark-faced burly man suffered brutal suppression, coughing up blood as he was forced to retreat.

From the spot where Xiao Ye stood, a pathway stained with splattered blood extended out, a sight that was startling to behold.

"So strong!" The dark-faced burly man was terrified to the extreme.

Xiao Ye, so young and yet possessing unfathomable cultivation, definitely qualified as one of the Young Talents, even comparable to the distinguished guest at the City Lord Mansion.

"When did the City Lord Mansion provoke such a formidable enemy?"

Facing such a Young Talent, no number of men would suffice for his slaughter.

Knowing he was no match, the dark-faced burly man commanded the guards rushing to the scene to block Xiao Ye while he himself turned tail and fled.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The guards rushing over did not understand the situation, but upon the instruction of the dark-faced burly man, they all drew their weapons and lunged at Xiao Ye.

"Anyone who blocks my path shall die!"

Xiao Ye, embodying a soaring killing intent, roared shaking the Heaven, his surging power sweeping out, blood and limbs flying in his wake. Blood rain poured down from the sky, and even the dark-faced burly man didn’t escape the range of Xiao Ye’s attack, dying on the spot.

Xiao Ye took action with domineering force, cold and ruthless.

Just thinking about those people who had taken Xiao Yang made his killing intent surge.

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Ye stirred up a blood and gore storm, not a single person could withstand his move, and he advanced, bathed in blood, towards the City Lord Mansion.

...

The City Lord Mansion of Wutan City, located at the very center of Wutan City, was built with grand and majestic architecture, with artificial hills, flowing water, and fountains and pavilions scattered all around.

"Mr. He, are you going to the Martial Arts Training Ground to sharpen your Combat Techniques today?" early in the morning, the City Lord Bai Shouzheng rushed outside a room’s door, asking respectfully.

Creak!

The door was opened, and a handsome young man dressed in a brocade robe walked out, the open door revealing a boundlessly spring atmosphere within the room.

Bai Shouzheng only glanced briefly before quickly averting his gaze.

He was very frightened of the youth before him, as the latter was not only powerful in cultivation but also possessed a terrifying background.

"All those commoners yesterday were killed by me, have today’s commoners been delivered yet?" The handsome youth asked casually.

Bai Shouzheng respectfully replied, "Mr. He, they should have been delivered by now, but it seems there was some trouble at the city gate. I’ve sent people to handle it, and I believe they will arrive shortly."

"Oh?" The handsome youth’s face showed displeasure as he coldly said, "Are you making me, Mr. He, wait for you?"

Bai Shouzheng’s heart raced, quickly putting on a smile, "Of course, I wouldn’t make Mr. He wait. Aren’t there a few somewhat stronger commoners still in the dungeon?"

The handsome youth’s expression eased as he nodded, "Alright then, I intended to save them for when I break through in my Combat Techniques before testing my skills on them."

"Since that’s the case, send them to the Martial Arts Training Ground." The handsome youth spoke, then turned and walked toward the training ground with hands behind his back.

Bai Shouzheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly arranged for it to be so.

The dungeon of the City Lord Mansion was dark and damp, originally intended for the imprisonment of Martial Artists who had erred, but now it was used to detain Postnatal Realm Martial Artists captured by the City Lord.

Xiao Yang and the one-armed Xiao Dashan were isolated and locked up in one of the cells.

They were disheveled with tattered robes, emanating a putrid stench just like beggars.

"Keeping us locked up here is worse than letting us out for a fair fight; even if I die, I want to rip a chunk of flesh from that little bastard!" Xiao Dashan cursed furiously.

Just the thought of that ruthless youth ignited his fiery rage.

"I guess they think we’re strong enough to be dealt with last," Xiao Yang said with a self-deprecating smile.

He had been imprisoned here for three months now, witnessing a large number of Innate Martial Artists being dragged out of the dungeons every day, then turned into cold corpses. He was numb and desperate.

"If only I could see Ye’er once more before dying, I was too harsh on him before." In the depths of Xiao Yang’s eyes, there was a touch of sadness.

But he also knew it was a vain hope; Xiao Ye was far in the Chongyang Sect, how could he possibly appear here?

Just then, an evil-looking guard came in and unlocked the chains of the cell.

"Come out with me!" the guard urged.

"Is it our turn?" Xiao Yang’s and Xiao Dashan’s bodies trembled. Facing death, they became surprisingly composed; perhaps this too was a kind of relief.

"Dashan, let’s go. In the next life, we’re still brothers." Xiao Yang gave a carefree smile.

"Right, we’ll still be brothers in the next life! Let’s go together; there’s nothing to be afraid of!" Xiao Dashan laughed heartily, looking up.

Seeing this, the guard sneered: "These two bumpkins really know how to find peace in the face of death."

Soon, Xiao Yang and Xiao Dashan were escorted to a spacious Martial Arts Training Ground, where a handsome young man in a brocade robe stood with his hands behind his back, watching them coldly.

"Attack me with all you’ve got!" instructed the young man in the brocade robe in a cold voice.

"Fuck your mother, I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time!" Xiao Dashan roared, charging out with heroic spirit as if heading to his death.

Seeing this, Xiao Yang also hurriedly charged forward.

"Nice mouth, let’s see how you handle my techniques!" The handsome young man burst out with a powerful surge of energy, obviously having reached the early stage of Seventh Level of Innate Realm.

"Sun and Moon Seal Technique, Great Sun Seal!"

The handsome young man shouted, casting a complex Seal Technique with both hands, as if a proud sun rose slowly, its blazing light making it impossible to keep one’s eyes open.

The young man deliberately suppressed his power, otherwise, he could have killed Xiao Yang and Xiao Dashan with a mere motion. Even so, the two were still sent flying with a single blow, coughing up blood.

The Seal Technique in his hands formed a proud sun, sweeping across the Martial Arts Training Ground with an invincible presence, its powerful surges spreading wildly.

He continually suppressed his strength, using Xiao Yang and Xiao Dashan to test his moves, careful not to severely injure them in one hit.

Boom!

After dozens of times, Xiao Yang and Xiao Dashan were hit and sent flying again, unable to get up, their True Qi completely drained.

"Hmph, a couple of slightly stronger bumpkins, but still so fragile. I’ve even suppressed my Cultivation to Postnatal Realm," complained the handsome young man as he stopped, frowning.

From a distance, the onlooking Bai Shouzheng hurried over, smiling, "That’s right, how could two bumpkins compare with Mr. He, a Young Talent."

"Alright, kill them," said the handsome young man nonchalantly, walking away from the Martial Arts Training Ground.

With a signal from Bai Shouzheng, a guard approached and lifted his blade emotionlessly.

"Bai Shouzheng, as the City Lord of Wutan City, you collude with tyranny. At least ten thousand villagers have indirectly died by your hand, Heaven will surely deal with you!" Xiao Dashan cursed loudly.

"Heaven?" Bai Shouzheng let out a cold laugh, "In Wutan City, I am Heaven!"

"You pitiful bumpkins, not even an Innate Martial Artist among you. Ten thousand? I would dare to kill even a hundred thousand - who would dare to confront me?" Bai Shouzheng laughed loudly.

With a wave of his hand, the guard’s long blade turned into a streak of cold light that slashed down.

"Ye’er, Daddy is leaving." Xiao Yang closed his eyes, a single tear running down.

His mind was filled with the scenes of him sternly teaching Xiao Ye from a young age; he held endless affection for his son.

Boom!

Just then, the skies above the City Lord Mansion suddenly darkened, and an overwhelmingly powerful surge of energy shot straight into the Nine Heavens.

"Who dares to touch my dad!"

A young figure shot forward, with black hair flying wildly and eyes brimming with killing intent. He struck out with both palms, aiming at the blade-wielding guard.

Boom!

A vast palm emerged, covering the sky and slamming into the guard.

Boom!

The guard was turned into a mist of blood without even a chance to scream, blood sprayed across the ground.

The newcomer was Xiao Ye, arriving at the City Lord Mansion!

Bai Shouzheng’s expression changed slightly, but thinking of the handsome young man still on the field, his courage grew.

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Mansion!" Bai Shouzheng bellowed, with the aura of Innate Realm Third Level exuding from him.

Xiao Ye’s eyes shot out a terrifyingly cold light, causing Bai Shouzheng’s heart to skip a beat, involuntarily backing away several steps.

Xiao Ye’s gaze was too frightening; it was as if it came from the Nine Nether.

"You insult my dad and call us pitiful bumpkins?" Xiao Ye shouted, his eyes cold, he swung his palm.

Xiao Ye’s Cultivation far surpassed Bai Shouzheng, and striking with resentment, Bai Shouzheng hadn’t even reacted before he saw stars, and was sent flying.

Xiao Ye exploded forward, chasing after Bai Shouzheng, grabbing him and dragging him back.

"You still say you’re Heaven?"

Xiao Ye coldly lifted his right foot and stomped heavily on Bai Shouzheng’s cheek, pressing it into the earth, blood flowing freely.

"Today, I will destroy your piece of Heaven!"