novelraw Chapter 2216 - 2215: The City Lord’s Invitation
Chapter 2216 - 2215: The City Lord’s Invitation
Before the battle even began, the Demon Clan was already in disarray, frantically retreating.
Among the Million Demon Army, a hundred thousand became meals for the Four Divine Beasts.
The bloodline within these Divine Beasts became increasingly refined, each emergence was different from the previous, progressively regressing to their ancestral bloodlines.
Long Fei sat calmly in place, roasting tiger meat until it dripped with oil, paying no attention to Qi Jinchan’s battle.
"Why doesn’t this person go help Young Master Qi?"
"Truly lacking awareness!"
"Glutton, only knows how to eat!"
"If he helped Young Master Qi, he could definitely take down Yu Zhuo!"
"..."
Everyone murmured quietly, expressing their discontent towards Long Fei.
At this moment, a figure as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal jumped down from the city wall, smiling as she sat across from Long Fei.
A slight smile graced her face, as gentle as a spring breeze, causing all the male cultivators on the field to be mesmerized.
Long Fei cut off a piece of tiger meat and handed it to the young woman.
The two of them, ignoring the surrounding chaos, began eating right there on the battlefield.
The crowd was envious to the point of spitting blood, never expecting this glutton to find such a perfect partner.
Such a stunning beauty was sitting shamelessly with this glutton, feasting on the battlefield.
The Heavenly Dao is unjust!
What an unfair world!
The male cultivators cursed silently, their eyes narrowed with jealousy.
On the battlefield, Qi Jinchan and Yu Zhuo were also feeling vexed, as Yu Zhuo emitted a beam of light, forcing Qi Jinchan to retreat with a loud boom.
The two separated, and Yu Zhuo turned into a green light, swiftly retreating backward.
Qi Jinchan did not pursue, landing on the ground.
He knew that his mana was on par with Yu Zhuo’s, and he was unable to overcome this Demon King for the time being, so he didn’t bother chasing.
Yu Zhuo took a deep breath, glanced at Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya with some disappointment and resentment, and then fled backward.
The Human Cultivators immediately shouted, "We won!"
"We won!"
The Disciples of Mount Shu led the cheers, "Master Brother is mighty!"
The people on the field began to flatter, excitedly shouting, "Young Master Qi is mighty!"
"Young Master Qi is mighty!"
"Young Master Qi is mighty!"
"..."
Qi Jinchan looked at Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya, feeling somewhat disheartened.
The more praise he received, the more guilty he felt.
It was clear to everyone that the Demon Army was driven back by these two, and it had nothing to do with him.
He went over to Long Fei and amiably said, "Thank you for your assistance, fellow Daoist. May I know your name and sect?"
Long Fei smiled and waved, "No need for thanks, I just wanted to eat tiger meat and didn’t intentionally help you. I am called Nameless, with no sect, just a mere Loose Cultivator."
"Nameless?"
Qi Jinchan frowned, knowing Long Fei was not being truthful.
There’s no such person named Nameless; he was clearly being evasive.
He didn’t intend to befriend Long Fei, so he simply clasped his hands, "Since that’s the case, I won’t delay your meal longer. Until we meet again."
He took his sword and ascended into the air, bid farewell to the City Lord on the city wall, then left with a group of Mount Shu Disciples back to Mount Shu.
With Long Fei here overshadowing him, he was not interested in sticking around.
Anyway, the Demon Clan had retreated, if they came again, it wouldn’t be his concern.
Once he and the Mount Shu Disciples departed, the City Lord faced an immediate problem.
Though the Demon Clan had retreated, there was no guarantee they wouldn’t return.
He quickly straightened his attire, taking a group over to pay respects to Long Fei, hoping to persuade Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya to stay in Jiangyang City.
The city gates opened wide, and the City Lord along with officials and commanders approached Long Fei with great formality.
He led everyone in a bow to Long Fei, speaking very politely, "Thank you for your help, Daoist, without which Jiangyang City would be in a dire situation. If you wouldn’t mind, please come to my residence. I will have fine food and wine prepared to specifically entertain the Daoist."
Long Fei waved it off with a smile, "No need, this tiger meat is delicious, and I’d rather enjoy it here. Perhaps My Lord would like some?"
"This?"
The City Lord exchanged glances with his companions, and in order to curry favor with Long Fei, grudgingly sat down.
Long Fei cheerfully cut off a chunk of tiger meat, generously handing it to him.
Immediately, someone came forward with a plate to catch it.
It was the first time the City Lord ate in such a crude manner, lacking decorum, unfitting of his status.
Once handed chopsticks, he disregarded them to emulate Long Fei’s manners and grabbed a piece of tiger meat with his bare hands.
To his surprise, despite being chewy, the meat was not tough and somewhat delicate, reminiscent of dog meat.
Just one bite made his blood boil as though he had taken a qi-enhancing pill.
The City Lord understood the prowess of the Tiger Demon.
The quality of its flesh was certainly extraordinary, but eating too much could harm the body.
He dared not continue, wiped his mouth, saved the tiger meat, and cupped his fists toward Long Fei asking, "May I know what mountain and sect the Daoist practices? Your respectable name?"
Long Fei smiled lightly, "I am just a Loose Cultivator, unaffiliated. You can call me Nameless."
"Nameless?"
The City Lord furrowed his brows, cupping his hands in salute, "So it’s Nameless Daoist, my apologies."
At that moment, there was a commotion in the back.
A group of commanders brought a few individuals forward, roughly throwing them to the ground.
The officer shouted at the City Lord, "Sir, these criminals have been brought forward."
The eight men and women on the ground were terrified, kneeling and repeatedly begging, "Spare us, sir! Spare us!"
The City Lord chastised them, "You fools, you dared to offend the Daoist’s dignity earlier. Your lives are at the Daoist’s discretion; I cannot help you."
These individuals were from the Four Symbols Sword Sect.
The City Lord, wanting to curry favor with Long Fei, ordered their capture.
Before they could escape, they were seized and brought in.
Gone was their previous arrogance; they endlessly bowed to Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya, pleading, "Spare us, Daoist! We did not recognize your greatness, and offended you unintentionally!"
Long Fei waved his hand and instructed, "Forget it, release them."
The City Lord exchanged glances with his commanders and ordered, "Do as the Daoist says, release them."
The officers immediately released the eight young individuals.
They bowed repeatedly in gratitude, drenched in sweat.
The City Lord chastised them, "The Daoist is magnanimous, sparing you. Learn from today and do not offend others carelessly, risking your lives."
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"..."
The eight young individuals nodded quickly, not daring to show the slightest discontent.
With a wave from the City Lord, they quickly withdrew.
The City Lord was relieved, realizing that Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya were not petty people and wouldn’t easily let others perish.
He sincerely begged the two, "Daoists, let me be honest. You saw today’s events, the Demon Clan is ravaging the land, and Jiangyang City needs experts like you to hold the fort! If you agree to stay and help us fend off this demon calamity, you can name your price. Myself, along with the city’s gentry and merchants, would spare no effort to satisfy you."