"Little San, you must remember, this is a World where the strong are respected."
"Only with sufficient strength and sufficient ferocity can you establish a foothold on this continent."
"Father was too hesitant and overestimated Yu Xiaogang. In the end, he is just a theorist and cannot teach you the true way of survival. This ultimately led to the current situation. You have missed too many things: spirit rings, hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast..."
"Entering Hell Slaughter Arena, I want you to truly master Killing Intent and decisiveness. You must understand that after entering Hell Slaughter Arena, the only thing you can rely on is yourself. Either you fight your way out with your own strength, or you will simply die inside."
A young man with water-blue hair reaching to his feet and wearing a half-face black-gold mask walked through the inner city of Slaughter City, his father's admonitions echoing in his mind.
"Father is right. I shouldn't have gone soft. If I could have been a bit more ruthless towards Xiao Wu, even if I didn't absorb her as my spirit ring, at least Xiao Wu wouldn't have left my side. If I could have seen through Gangzi's mistakes earlier, perhaps I would have joined Peach Garden Academy with Xiao Wu at the age of twelve, and it wouldn't have ended like this."
Thinking of this, Tang San's fists clenched involuntarily, but there is no regret medicine in this World; what he missed, he missed.
Now, he must take it one step at a time, climbing higher and higher, killing everyone who stands in his way until he becomes someone who can truly control his own destiny.
He wants to prove that in the face of Spirit Hall's pursuit, he is not a burden to his father, and that he is no worse than those students from Peach Garden Academy!
"After I get out of Hell Slaughter Arena, my strength should see a qualitative leap. By then, when I encounter students from Tianshui Academy and Peach Garden Academy, I won't be at a disadvantage anymore."
"Give me a serving of blood chicken rice, no extra bloody mary."
Tang San walked into a restaurant deep in the inner city. This was one of the few no-fighting zones in Slaughter City and a place where ordinary fallen ones could not enter. Only those who had won victories in Hell Slaughter Arena and offered bloody mary to exchange for slaughter coins could purchase normal food here.
A simple serving of blood chicken rice cost five slaughter coins, equivalent to five cups of bloody mary.
Five cups of bloody mary were enough to satisfy a person's energy needs for a week, so even powerhouses who had won dozens of consecutive victories in Hell Slaughter Arena would rather drink the bloody mary directly—euphemistically called Yellow Springs—than exchange it for slaughter coins to eat a proper meal.
There were only a handful of killers in the restaurant occasionally coming to eat; the others were mostly envoys and knights of Slaughter City.
The conversation between a black-veiled youth and several captains of the Slaughter Knight Squad reached his ears, piquing Tang San's interest:
"The five new killers who arrived recently are just too strange. I really can't understand what they are trying to do."
"Not only do they refuse to drink bloody mary, but they also rarely participate in duels in Hell Slaughter Arena. Instead, they spend their days traveling between the inner and outer cities. Whenever they encounter fallen ones bullying the weak or engaging in massacres, they intervene to uphold justice and drain the lives of the evildoers."
"Are they crazy? Talking about good and evil in Slaughter City, and upholding justice in Slaughter City?? What kind of perverted saints are these?"
"Who is to say otherwise? But the weak fallen ones in the outer city have indirectly received protection because of this, so they affectionately call her: Hell Savior."
"Hell Savior? I've heard of the Asura King, Hell Envoy, and the Nine Nether Demoness, but this is the first time I've heard a codename like Savior in Slaughter City. Do other killers have no objections? This is already affecting the basic survival Laws of Slaughter City."
"Of course they do. The killers in the inner city united to surround and kill them, with a total of over a hundred Spirit Emperor and Spirit Saint powerhouses. But when the enforcement team went to clean up the scene, they found that those hundred-plus experts had all turned into mummies, their vitality completely devoured."
"Doesn't that mean we can only let them do this? Won't Lord Slaughter King do something about it?"
"The respected Slaughter King is also angry about this. After all, this is the first time such a thing has happened since Slaughter City existed, and it's something that was never even imagined."
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Hearing the conversation of the Slaughter Envoys, Tang San's expression changed slightly. He had actually heard some rumors about this Hell Savior recently.
His first reaction was: Are they idiots? Coming to a place like Slaughter City and still talking about good and evil? Are there any good people here? If you're not happy, just kill them. Why worry so much about it?
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