Ling Yan flew for a distance and noticed that Si Miaoyin hadn't caught up yet.
"What's going on! So slow!"
So he slowed down, waiting for Si Miaoyin to catch up and fly together.
But soon, he saw the scene he least wanted to see!
That guy!
He was actually riding with Si Miaoyin!
And they were so close!
Ling Yan was so jealous he could almost spit blood.
He had tried everything and hadn't even held her hand yet; what right did this kid have!
Soon, the two figures approached from the distance and caught up.
Seeing Ling Yan waiting for her, Si Miaoyin nodded to him and continued flying on her own.
Li Xuanxiao, however, felt a mysterious chill.
He turned his head to look at Ling Yan and found the other's gaze to be quite unfriendly.
What's this about...
Li Xuanxiao was a bit bewildered; why would this Lord Ling Yan suddenly have such great hostility toward him?
He looked back at Si Miaoyin, who was sitting slightly ahead of him.
Wisps of an elegant fragrance teased Li Xuanxiao's nose along with her fluttering hair.
It made him...
It made him sneeze.
After the sneeze, his head instantly cleared up a lot.
Aha!
I get it; so this kid likes Si Miaoyin!
As if digesting some juicy gossip, Li Xuanxiao patted Si Miaoyin's shoulder.
Si Miaoyin shrugged her shoulder impatiently: "What!"
"Let me tell you."
"Lord Ling Yan seems to have feelings for you!"
Si Miaoyin didn't even look back: "I don't need you to tell me that!"
"You already knew?"
"Obviously."
"Then do you have feelings for him?"
Si Miaoyin snorted: "None of your business!"
"I'm just bored; can't we chat?"
"No, shut up!"
Li Xuanxiao shrugged: "Fine, if you say so. I saw his eyes just now; it was like he wanted to kill me."
"Otherwise, I'll be a nice guy and have him teach me the Sword Riding Flight martial art."
"I'll go fly on a sword and let the two of you fly side by side like lovebirds?"
What lovebirds!
Si Miaoyin's face turned slightly red as she scolded: "Get lost! One more word and I'll throw you off!"
Li Xuanxiao looked down and was instantly hit by a wave of dizziness.
He hadn't learned any flight Martial Arts and had no experience flying at high altitudes.
At this height, he was still very afraid!
"Alright, alright, I'll stop talking!"
...
Pei Prefecture, Demon Slaying Division.
Inside the Mission Hall, people were coming and going, all of them being Demon Slaying Division Martial Artists wearing uniform attire.
Most were in the Extreme Realm, but several in the Xuan Realm could often be seen.
Now that demon troubles were arising everywhere, the Demon Slaying Divisions in various places were incredibly busy, wishing they could work around the clock.
Just after dealing with the demons in Juye City, a demon slaughter incident occurred in Jinlu City.
A village here was destroyed, and a caravan there was robbed.
It was truly exhausting.
The number of Martial Artists in the Pei Prefecture Demon Slaying Division was actually not small.
But compared to the seemingly endless demons, they were indeed stretched thin.
"Haven't Miaoyin and Ling Yan returned yet?"
"Reporting to the adult, the two Inspectors have not yet returned from their mission. They are expected back tomorrow or the day after."
A gentle-faced middle-aged man nodded.
I wonder how that kid Ling Yan is doing; has he captured the beauty's heart?
Just as he was about to return to the Side Hall.
He felt two familiar Auras rapidly approaching.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he immediately stopped in his tracks.
Soon, he saw Ling Yan, who was flying on a sword, slowly descend.
Behind him was a white fox with smooth fur, which also nimbly jumped to the ground.
Sitting on it was the stunningly beautiful Si Miaoyin, and...
Hmm?
Why is there another person!
Ling Yan and Si Miaoyin also saw the middle-aged man immediately and hurried over to greet him.
"Master!"
"Uncle Yang!"
The middle-aged man smiled: "Are you two little ones back?"
"How was the trip?"
Si Miaoyin gave a playful smile: "I'll tell Uncle Yang in detail later; we have to go hand in the mission first."
Ling Yan gave a bitter smile and bowed to the middle-aged man again: "Master, we'll be right back."
The middle-aged man nodded, but his gaze turned toward Li Xuanxiao, who looked like a greenhorn.
Li Xuanxiao was looking around like a country bumpkin entering the city.
He secretly clicked his tongue in wonder.
As expected of the Demon Slaying Division, even if it was just a regional branch.
It was far beyond what a small place like Ning'an City could compare to.
In just this short while, almost all the Martial Artists he saw were in the Extreme Realm!
He even saw several in the Xuan Realm!
"I'm set; there are definitely Xuan Realm Cultivation Techniques and Martial Arts here!"
A smile appeared at the corner of Li Xuanxiao's mouth.
"Young friend, may I ask where you are from?"
The middle-aged man looked at Li Xuanxiao with an elegant smile.
Li Xuanxiao didn't dare to be arrogant; he had seen with his own eyes that Si Miaoyin and Ling Yan were both respectful toward this man.
He must not be a simple character!
"I come from Ning'an City."
"May I ask who you are, my lord?"
The middle-aged man gave a refined smile. "Yang Zhiru. This unworthy old man currently serve as the Vice General of Pei Prefecture."
Vice General!
Li Xuanxiao was stunned; this was a position second only to the Commander!
"Greetings, Vice General Yang!"
Yang Zhiru waved his hand: "No need for formalities."
"A person from Ning'an City..."
Yang Zhiru thought for a moment: "That is the most peripheral city of the Dayu Dynasty!"
"Why did they bring you back to Pei Prefecture?"
Li Xuanxiao hesitated slightly: "Because I..."
"Killed the County Magistrate of Ning'an City."
Voom—
An invisible pressure descended, and Li Xuanxiao instantly felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
His hair stood on end, as if he were being watched by the most vicious and brutal beast!
Li Xuanxiao gave a muffled groan, his entire body's muscles tensing up involuntarily.
Once again!
He felt this sensation once again!
The feeling that his life could be taken at any moment!
A sense of powerlessness where he could do nothing.
The last time he felt this way was when he had just transmigrated.
Li Xuanxiao gritted his teeth, his right hand trembling as it reached for the blade at his waist.
After going through so much, he should have made some progress.
He shouldn't have to just wait for the slaughter with an outstretched neck.
Draw the blade!
Resist!
He must never yield like this!
Li Xuanxiao's face was distorted and ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his neck bulged!
Although facing terrifying pressure, the hand reaching for his blade was exceptionally steady!
Yang Zhiru raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Oh?"
Under my pressure, he can actually still have the thought of resisting?
When Ling Yan faced such pressure, he would tremble uncontrollably, not even daring to have the slightest thought of resistance.
This kid...
Is quite interesting.
He's got guts!
The Aura instantly vanished, and Li Xuanxiao immediately collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.
Only then did he realize that his back was completely soaked.
"Kid, state your name!"
Yang Zhiru's face was still elegant and calm, as if nothing had happened.
"Li Xuanxiao."
Li Xuanxiao looked up, staring directly at Yang Zhiru.
His eyes were bloodshot, yet there was no fear.
What good eyes!
A subtle smile appeared at the corner of Yang Zhiru's mouth as he spoke calmly: "You said... you killed the Ning'an City Magistrate?"
"Why?"
Li Xuanxiao coughed twice before he could regain his composure.
"Because he indulged demons and slaughtered the common people."
"To save his own skin, he betrayed Martial Artists."
"With demons in front, he drew his blade against his own people!"
Yang Zhiru listened silently, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"So that's how it was..."
"But after all, it shouldn't have been you who acted; he was your superior after all."
"Forget it, this matter isn't for me to decide..."