Chapter 63 Chapter 63: Zuo Xuanliao, The Shanhai Sect Appears
Chapter 63: Zuo Xuanliao, The Shanhai Sect Appears
"With a heart full of emotions, the scene is vast and magnificent, the cup overflows, the bright moon looks down with envy, I'd rather be myself, drinking without cease..."
A faint, ethereal sound of poetic chanting drifted down from the city wall tower, giving people a subtle feeling as if they were falling into a dream.
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Unlike the atmosphere on the city wall tower, the mood in the General's Mansion at this moment was far from good.
"Is the news true?"
Zuo Xuanliao was clad in armor, his facial features sharp and defined. The winds and sands of Yumen had ultimately left deep marks upon them.
His serious gaze was fixed on Taihe.
"Mhm."
"A man, whose martial arts surpass even Miss Ling's... Could it be that that one has returned?"
Zuo Xuanliao calculated the time. The hundred-year period was indeed approaching. If it were that one, it wouldn't be strange.
"Taihe, did you clearly see his distinguishing features and appearance?"
"Reporting, General. He had no distinctive features on his person; rather, he seemed like an Aegir."
"An Aegir? Did he not have dragon horns on his head?"
"No."
Taihe shook his head very firmly. His eyesight wasn't poor enough to miss something like that.
"Truly a strange matter..."
Zuo Xuanliao stroked his beard.
Since it wasn't that one returning, who was this man then?
To directly ascend the Yumen arena and have a bout... It seemed Miss Ling deliberately chose that location, making the two appear open and aboveboard.
"Since Miss Ling intends to vouch for him, then this old man won't play the villain. Taihe, let's observe for now."
Although Zuo Xuanliao still held vigilance towards "fragments of the Sui beast" deep down, Ling had guarded the border for a hundred years, worthy of being remembered and respected by every Yumen soldier.
He, as the general, was naturally no exception.
"Yes, Taihe receives the order."
Taihe cupped his hands in salute.
"Oh, right, General. Recently, rumors about giant beasts have resurfaced in the city. There's likely someone behind this. What do you think?"
"Have Lu Zhengyong take two squads of soldiers to investigate. If anything is found, arrest them on the spot without further inquiry."
Zuo Xuanliao's tone carried a stern killing intent. Giant beasts, foreign invaders, Catastrophes—all were enemies of Yumen and must not be tolerated.
Moreover, in a few days, it would be time for the rail connection with Lungmen to be re-established again. Not even the slightest error could be allowed.
Lest they become a laughingstock.
Beneath Yumen, there were always shadows that light could not reach.
"The situation is very tense lately. Speak quickly, why did you seek me out?"
"The Amiya has orders. Half a month from now, the Lungmen rail connection will be re-established. We need a large-scale disturbance. This is a good opportunity for us to plant our pieces in Lungmen. Make preparations early."
"Ah, alright, alright. Next time, don't use such a direct method to contact me. It's too easy to expose. If the patrol camp's hounds catch the scent and come looking, it'll be troublesome."
"Mhm."
A mysterious figure clad in a desert cloak conversed with another person in plain clothes in an alley.
And that person in plain clothes was none other than the gate guard soldier who had previously crossed paths with Kevin.
"The eight directions of mountains and seas, all return to our master!" ×2
Their low voices did not lack fervor. Burying their faith within the mist, to bring back that era of giant beasts—this was their ambition.
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Late at night,
Kevin gently pushed open the door. Before he could even close it, his movements paused.
Two points of faint green light opened, like a predator locking onto its prey.
Carrying a wave of fragrant air, that "predator" draped herself over him, two pale hands wrapping around his neck.
Sniff—
The Lupo's unique sense of smell activated.
"You have the scent of another woman on you~"
"..."
"Pfft~ Isn't it interesting? I read it in a storybook. They say asking this when a man returns late always has a great effect."
Finally seeing the expression she wanted on Kevin's face, Fiammetta laughed.
"Can't sleep?"
Kevin didn't mind this little tease; rather, this should be the normal way of interacting.
"Not really. I just woke up halfway through sleep."
She somewhat embarrassedly shifted her gaze away, slender fingers picking up two strands of long hair to comb through them.
"But, Kevin has the smell of alcohol on him. You must have met someone interesting."
She smiled teasingly. Kevin wasn't the type to go out carousing; only people truly worth befriending would discover this big boy wasn't hard to get along with at all.
Fiammetta was genuinely happy for Kevin. The Kevin who had picked her up from the snowy plains had come to know more and more friends.
Even his personality had changed a lot.
"Heh, I did indeed meet an interesting fellow."
Remembering Ling, drunk and unconscious on the city wall tower, Kevin couldn't help but chuckle. She said they wouldn't stop until drunk, but in the end, she was the one who fell alone.
.......
Several more days passed,
Countless versions of the story about that night's Yumen arena bout had already spread.
Surprisingly, everyone present that night found themselves unable to recall the appearances of those two masters after just one night; they could only vaguely remember some outlines and genders.
This also made many people doubt the circumstances of that night. Having only one account made it too difficult to be certain.
But the rumors among the common folk would not affect the forward movement of the colossal entity that was Yumen City. The massive Originium turbines and sand channels caused it to slowly leave this desolate northwestern land.
Given Yumen's scale, even such a vast city could not be self-sufficient for long periods. So, at regular intervals, it would return for resupply.
And its next stop was Lungmen of Great Yan!
Such intersections of two city routes were not common occurrences. Coinciding with such times, the undercurrents within the city grew increasingly turbulent and unpredictable.
"Halt!"
"Yumen Patrol Camp on official business!"
Two groups—one fleeing, one pursuing—charged recklessly through the main street!
Many people couldn't even react in time; even stalls were overturned.
The bandits had no scruples, rampaging wildly, but the Patrol Camp soldiers seemed somewhat restrained and unable to fully unleash their skills in this bustling marketplace.
They ultimately had to be more cautious.
However, Yumen had many chivalrous individuals (xiake). This gang of bandits' plan to use civilians as cover to escape was likely futile.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Soon, several xiake with weapons at their waists intercepted them.
The bandits all drew their swords and knives, meeting them head-on without a trace of fear.
Their movements were swift; even wearing cumbersome anti-sand cloaks, they were much faster than these ordinary xiake.
Bright red blood instantly stained the street crimson.
Surprisingly, Yumen's military trainingpopularization (popularization) was quite effective. The populace did not panic greatly at this sudden situation; they merely instinctively distanced themselves from the battlefield.
Clang!
With those xiake intervening, the Patrol Camp soldiers finally caught up and engaged with these bandits.
Sssshhk!
A powerful slash severed a xiake's longsword. Scorching hot blood splattered onto the mask of that Shanhai Sect member.
Adding another layer of ferocity to an already vicious mask.
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