Chapter 124: 123 Warfire: 4K Subscription Plea

The woman whose clothes Wang Wu stripped off is actually quite pretty, her figure is decent, if you don't look at her blood‑soaked shoulders right now.

Please, I beg you, let me go, let me go…

When faced with absolute overwhelming power, for survival a person can be very humble.

The female cultivator's face turned pale from fear; the earlier impact had smeared a lot of mud on her face, but it hadn't caused any real injury. In any case, she is a True Realm cultivator, and her body isn't that fragile.

"Don't kill me, I am, I am, I am a member of the Zhou family; our Zhou family is a prestigious clan of the Southern Province, I can give you many, many benefits!! Please, I beg you…"

"And I am, I am a disciple of the Song Hui Sect, a Direct Transmission Disciple of Elder Tian Songzi of the Song Hui Sect!!! If you, if you kill me, they will, will cause you trouble!!"

"Don't kill me, please, don't!!!"

"So what's your name?" Wang Wu kicked the woman sitting on the ground; although her modesty was suddenly exposed, she was completely uninterested in covering herself, he asked.

"My name is, my name is Zhou, Zhou Ying, I am, I am…"

"I am Void Realm, so even if I kill you, what of it?" Wang Wu impatiently cut her off, kicking her in the stomach, "If someone were to rescue you, they'd have shown up long ago; how could you still not appear after I beat you like this?"

"I guess your master Tian Songzi is just a Void Realm at best, so what?" Wang Wu looked at the woman, "You damn mid True Realm, you hang around here bragging, you think I'm a fool?"

As he spoke, Wang Wu felt he was truly clever; it seems practicing divine arts does indeed boost one's IQ.

With just a few words, he already saw through her false bravado and exposed her empty threats.

What, a noble lady of the Zhou family, a Direct Transmission Disciple of an elder—such impressive status, why isn't there a badass bodyguard by her side?

Look at Si Tu Jin; he's often accompanied by an invisible Void Realm bodyguard.

"Um, Li, Brother Li…" But just as Wang Wu silently shed tears of gratitude for his own cleverness, the guy beside him, Ao—oh right, should be Bai Tan—softly called out to Wang Wu.

"What's up, Brother Ao?" For this good brother who had just showered him with a pile of gold coins, Wang Wu was naturally very courteous.

"Um, that man you hammered into the ground, he's the woman's guard. He only showed up after we clashed with him…"

At that moment, hearing Bai Tan's words, Wang Wu fell into a brief silence.

About five seconds later, Wang Wu withdrew his gaze from him and turned to the cultivator who was burying his head in the ground, playing dead.

He stared for another five seconds, then shifted his sight to Zhou Ying lying on the ground.

"Waste!!"

Wang Wu kicked forward, sending the opponent flipping over.

"I let you damn it act like a show‑off here! Pretend what??"

"You bring a Delusion‑breaking Realm waste to protect you, really think you're some lady!?"

"Waste! Waste!!"

He walked over and kicked a few more hard blows, easing his awkward mood. Wang Wu wiped the real sweat on his forehead and headed toward Bai Tan.

"What do you say, Brother Ao?"

Wang Wu asked while making a wiping‑neck gesture:

"Kill them, or let them go?"

"This…" Bai Tan glanced at the woman on the ground, then at the man still buried.

"Thanks to Brother Li for the rescue, but if we truly kill them, even if Brother Li doesn't mind, I don't want to cause Brother Li trouble," Bai Tan lowered his head and said:

"Being able to step in and save us is enough. We are merely a demon race, no need to…"

"What about the demon race?" Wang Wu, displeased, slapped Bai Tan's dragon‑head, "A demon's life isn't a life? Then why don't you just kill yourself and stop spouting this nonsense?"

"Li, Brother Li…"

Bai Tan seemed provoked by Wang Wu's words, and so did Xie Yu.

The two demons stared at Wang Wu, stunned for a while.

After a moment, he snapped back to his senses, and when he looked at Wang Wu again, his eyes were full of respect.

"Th‑Thank you, Brother Li!"

He reverted to human form, respectfully performed a solemn bow to Wang Wu.

And Xie Yu beside him also gave Wang Wu a respectful bow.

"You damn it, put your clothes back on first!"

At the moment she reverted to human form, Wang Wu instantly turned his head away, saying irritably:

"You damn think you're a female demon? Get dressed quickly!"

After a while, Wang Wu finally looked back at her.

"So what caused you to get tangled with them?"

After Bai Tan changed his clothes, Wang Wu then looked at him and asked about the whole backstory.

"I never said you could leave."

He added another sentence, making the just‑pulled‑out‑from‑the‑soil Zhou Ying, who had just regained her arm, freeze instantly.

"That girl wanted to spend a night of passion with me," Bai Tan said with a wry smile:

"I originally intended to refuse first, and if that failed, I'd give in. But unexpectedly, the moment I refused, she immediately flared up, called me a drink‑refuser turned penalty‑drinker, and then attacked me."

"Xiao Yu only just helped me block that woman's attack, and didn't hurt her. After all, we're a demon race; in human territory we act cautiously, try to avoid conflict, and even if we must fight, we keep it light."

"But because Xiao Yu blocked those few blows, that cultivator also emerged."

"Later, that cultivator subdued me and Xiao Yu, humiliated her, and planned to turn both me and Xiao Yu into demon slaves."

"I understand," Wang Wu nodded after hearing Bai Tan's account.

Then, he approached the two cultivators.

"Want to live?" Wang Wu asked them, looking at them.

The two immediately nodded wildly.

"Pay the price for life, hand it over."

He stretched out his hand, rubbing his fingers: "All the money on you, hand it all over to me."

At this point, Wang Wu added: "I'm talking about money, the genuine gold and silver used to buy things, not some magical treasure or spirit vessel."

"Huh?"

Both of them were stunned.

"Hm?" Wang Wu frowned.

In an instant, they caught on and nodded wildly.

"Hahaha."

Ten minutes later, Wang Wu walked along the Guan Dao, feeling refreshed, occasionally pulling out the money stored in his ring for a glance, his smile never fading since earlier.

"Brother Li, if we just follow you like this, will there really be no problem?"

Behind Wang Wu were his followers Bai Tan and Xie Yu, watching his back, and Bai Tan asked anxiously.

"What problem?" Wang Wu turned his head toward them:

"Your current status is my demon slave; I'm a solitary Void cultivator wandering with two demon slaves—what problem could that be?"

"Oh, right." At this point, Wang Wu recalled something and asked:

"If you're a flood dragon, then what about Xie Yu? What is she?"

"I am a crab demon," Xie Yu replied respectfully: "I, like Bai… I and the young master are water‑dwelling demons; I am a river‑crab transformed demon."

Xie Yu's species didn't surprise Wang Wu, but his face twitched twice.

Seriously, even those from the Demon City with culture still give their monsters names in this style?

Still, the name Xie Yu isn't bad; the homophone might… uh, never mind.

"Brother Li, I actually don't have the surname Ao." At that moment, Bai Tan added: "My surname is actually Bai; my true name is Bai Tan, son of the lord of White Chi City at the bottom of the Li River."

"Bai…" Hearing the city name, Wang Wu, who was mimicking the TV show that bites gold to test authenticity, almost bit off the gold ingot in his mouth.

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"Um, good name, cultured," Wang Wu nodded awkwardly.

The world has no word for "idiot," so Wang Wu's remark was a malicious association.

But a city name is a city name; at least this young master Bai's given name and surname aren't that stereotypical.

What are Shu Niang, Zhu San Niang, Wu Er Niang, Xie Yu—what kind of names are those? Zi Yuan wants to rename the three, but they aren't happy, saying their own names are fine and don't need changing.

Wang Wu originally intended to persuade them, but after being trampled by the three female demons in a relentless war and subjected to a super‑high‑power vacuum suction, he shamefully declared surrender and never brought it up again.

"By the way, you actually have the surname Bai—that's rare," Wang Wu said, nodding, and continued small talk: "How did that surname come about?"

"My father is a great white flood dragon, so I took the surname Bai."

Alright, that didn't surprise Wang Wu either; at least the surname isn't Jiao or Jiao.

"You demon, though good‑hearted, running into a human city like this—aren't you trusting humanity's kindness a bit too much?" Not dwelling on the issue further, Wang Wu sighed and said:

"You planned to come like this, but you should've prepared first, right? Roaming around here with that face and no common sense—are you afraid others won't recognize you're a demon?"

"And even if you didn't know, how come your guard doesn't know either??"

Wang Wu kept sighing, lamenting the intellect of his fellow demon kin.

Whether it's Wu Lian, Bai Tan, or Xie Yu, why are the three of them so dim‑witted?

Although Wu Lian's name has nothing to do with her race, Wang Wu can be fairly certain the woman's name was changed after entering human society.

Maybe she used to have the surname Hu.

Thinking of that, Wang Wu immediately called Zhao Xingyue:

"Hello? Is this Wu Lang?"

"Wife, I have something to ask you."

As soon as the call connected, Zhao Xingyue hadn't even had time to be happy before Wang Wu's "Wife" made her CPU overheat.

But the overheating didn't last long; Wang Wu soon got the answer to his question:

Wu Lian indeed formerly bore the surname Hu, and she was a fox.

"I, I…" chastised by Wang Wu, Bai Tan felt ashamed, "Indeed, that's our problem."

"Xiao Yu isn't my guard; she's also a young master like me, the daughter of the deputy lord of White Chi City."

"Ah," Wang Wu realized, the case was solved.

The two demons, Ding Zhen.

"Enough, enough." Wang Wu waved his hand, "You stay behind me for the rest of the time, until you get back home."

"Since you both gave so much money, I still have to do something."

"Thank you, thank you!!!"

Thus, while traveling South Province, Wang Wu now had two demons by his side.

And so, wandering here and there, he spent the time answering the two curious youngsters' questions while also dealing with the female youngster's overly vigorous physiological issues; more than a week passed quickly.

Bai Tan and Xie Yu were, in fact, an unofficially married pair, having been engaged decades ago.

Whether engaged or married, it didn't affect them doing this.

Because in the demon world, such matters are taken as natural.

Therefore, Zhu San Niang and the like truly count as outliers among demons.

However, demons who are devoted to a single partner, unable to accept a second soul companion, aren't particularly rare.

Here we should specifically name certain bird demons.

Traveling through mountains and waters, enjoying wind, flowers, snow, and moon, sometimes just watching others do the same.

Although during this period the atmosphere in South Province grew increasingly tense, the pressing army could even form a new wall along the border.

But as outsiders, the three demons were completely unaware of this.

To be precise, Wang Wu knew, because Zi Yuan had reminded him, though he didn't care.

These days lasted until mid‑January, in Nan Zhou Prefecture.

Wang Wu, who was drinking with Bai Tan and Xie Yu, suddenly stopped talking with Bai Tan and looked up at the sky.

At this moment, the sun had already set completely, and a full moon took the sun's place in the heavens.

It cast an eerie moonlight onto the earth, making anyone who stared at it for a long time feel uneasy.

But what Wang Wu saw when he looked up was not that.

Flames—he saw flames.

The flame that tore across the sky ripped the air, leaving blue flame trails above.

The atoms in the air became ionized by the heat, changing their nature into a massive amount of plasma.

The occurrence of this can only mean one thing:

This thing's speed is extremely fast.

517 Mach, less than a hundred Mach slower than the top speed of a fourth‑rank warrior among the middle third‑grade warriors.

Wang Wu did not know whether this was the highest speed attainable by weapons created by humans in this world.

But there was one thing he knew:

The ten 'Blazing Sun' projectiles that ripped the sky all detonated within Nan Zhou's territory, each blowing a huge void in the sky.

This likewise signified one thing—

The war had already broken out.

It was a sky ablaze with fire, and warships constantly falling from the firmament, emitting great wails.

In Wang Wu's eyes, the whole world at that moment was shrouded in a layer of flames.

War is always long‑built up, but for most ordinary people it is sudden.

(End of chapter)