Chapter 150: Gao Feng, the Inner City Superintendent

"Ah!"

"Great Sovereign, have you abandoned us?"

"It is not enough! The offerings we sincerely presented are not enough!"

In the Nanmo Border City as another morning dawned, Tang Yiping, the Outer City Superintendent, listened to the roars of these few remaining evil cultivators before him, feeling a chill in his heart while simultaneously speaking out in anger.

"Beasts! You should just die for me!"

Because no reinforcements had arrived, the evil cultivators, who were like trees without roots, were executed under Tang Yiping's Dharma arts amidst their final few screams, his entire body stained with fresh blood.

Won.

Du En?

"Doesn't look like Tang Yiping, so, is it the Inner City Superintendent, or the City Lord?"

Without the slightest pause, they advanced all the way to this wasteland of buried corpses.

Gao Feng interrupted with a sharp, pressing question.

He was burly, eight feet tall with three-foot-wide shoulders, and his stern face—which seemed carved from the word 'upright'—scanned the front with a cold, piercing gaze, naturally imposing without needing to be angry.

It was evident that he knew the ins and outs of Du En's background and the many interpersonal connections involved; clearly, he had investigated thoroughly before this matter!

However, because Du En had not originally registered his facial image, he had not recognized him immediately just now.

Dozens of people filed out from the Inner City Affairs Office.

The tightly shut gates swung open with a boom.

Arriving at the Qingya Courtyard, he left behind five people, ordering them to handle the hidden dangers there and to take over and preside over the various matters of the production area in the shed district outside the city.

While nodding, Gao Feng cast an imperceptible glance at Li Jian, who was sleeping at the time.

Looking at such a scene, even Tang Yiping, who had not actually suffered any injuries, could not help but feel his legs go weak.

Du En nodded calmly: "Camp Master once communicated publicly with the Outer City Affairs Office via the Sentry Jade; I was present at the time."

It was not just because the isolation measures of the wasteland would greatly reduce such situations, but also because of Du En's eyes, which remained calm throughout.

The inner city, which was usually neat and clean, rich in spiritual energy, and extraordinarily elegant—and which seemed like a fairyland to those outside the city—now held only ruin and corpses, with residual evil energy constantly spreading and infecting everything between the bodies.

Sensing this, Du En remained composed and continued: "Yes, the situation was highly abnormal. I felt a chill down my spine at the time, so I quickly moved away. A moment later, I heard the sound of shattering, so I urgently revised the message and sent it out again, then snuck back to the camp by another route, intending to report to the Camp Master in person to avoid the jade talisman being intercepted."

Thinking it over, the first thing to do was to clean up this mess; only then, when conducting the actual damage assessment later, could it look as good as possible.

"Just after reporting, I turned around and encountered evil cultivators; I had to expend quite a bit of effort to win."

The troops behind him were all stern and silent, dressed in neat black armor and holding standard-issue Dharma artifacts; their Dharma power was vigorous and steady, and as they moved, they seemed like a single entity, exuding a faint sense of military formation.

"After defeating the evil cultivators, I wanted to send a message jade talisman to the camp. At the same time, feeling deeply worried about the recent chaos caused by evil cultivators, I boldly wanted to issue a warning through the Sentry Jade again. However, before the message could be drafted and sent, the Sentry Jade cracked first."

"Foundation Establishment early stage, likes to make strange half-corpses, looks ordinary, no hair, likely a quick-made product, because less than ten years ago, when I served as a corpse-burier here, I buried a wicked corpse he had mutilated and made; it looked ordinary even then, so much so that even Foreman Li did not treat it specially."

The leader was naturally the other high-ranking figure in the city, the Inner City Affairs Superintendent, Gao Feng!

In his heart, he couldn't help but mutter and curse Tang Yiping for being sloppy and perfunctory in his work.

Surveying the surroundings with his divine sense, his vision pushed to its limit, he saw nothing but a scene of ruins.

He took the opportunity to cross paths with the Mineral Affairs Manager Shi, who was standing at the entrance of the Qingya Courtyard looking lost and bewildered.

"You knew it could respond?"

Regarding the 13,833 people who died in this evil cultivator chaos, including dozens of his own direct subordinates, and the loss of various assets, he actually didn't care; what he cared about was only that these losses would affect his own standing.

Even so, it might not be a capital offense, but a punishment for negligence and dereliction of duty was unavoidable!

Now, let alone saying goodbye to the position of Vice City Lord, he might even be sentenced to the front lines of the battlefield!

Unless...

Just as Du En was thinking this, he saw the elite force stop in silence, and the leader approached alone.

"What kind of evil cultivators?"

In front of this Inner City Affairs Office lay dozens of evil cultivators.

It's over!

"Cracked?!"

Dozens of elites shouted in unison, a momentum spontaneously arising and pressing down.

"Continue."

At this moment, the people in the wasteland, seeing the sky brighten and receiving Du En's confirmation, let out a breath of relief. An indescribable exhaustion surged into their minds, and without minding the dirt, they lay down on the ground again and fell into a deep sleep.

Walking to the city wall gatehouse, he left five people behind, ordering them to repair the damage there and mend the city defenses.

Du En had been thinking about what to do next; he hadn't expected someone to come over so early, and the person walked with such vigor and a majestic air.

To enter the inner city area, the Inner City Affairs Office was the only path, the only entrance, so Gao Feng had ordered a defensive stand there yesterday.

"Kill!"

And just then, while Tang Yiping was overwhelmed and ordering his exhausted and wounded subordinates to hurry and clean up the mess, others in the city were taking their own actions.

Gao Feng's eyes were bright; he cast a Dharma spell to allow his voice to flow into it, then displayed his identity jade plaque and said: "I am the Inner City Superintendent Gao Feng. What is your position, why are you here? Report as per regulations; dare to deceive, and it is equivalent to colluding with the enemy—kill without mercy!"

Du En's heart stirred, but he remained unaffected and continued to speak: "Yesterday, near noon, while on routine patrol, I discovered an abnormality, so I chose to report via the Sentry Jade, with the warning color set to the highest level—black—but I did not receive any response."

But...

Gao Feng's pupils constricted; subconsciously, he used his divine sense to carefully inspect the surroundings several more times, appearing exceptionally tense.

At this moment, he had grasped the key point even earlier than Tang Yiping; as soon as the chaos in the outer city was quelled, he led his team straight out of the border city.

Gao Feng's eyes showed appreciation; he stopped outside the isolation zone, signaling that Du En had better explain things clearly and not make him treat him as an enemy.

Elite!

These two words were practically carved into their bodies.

As soon as a name was mentioned, the appreciation in Gao Feng's eyes vanished, replaced by a faint wariness as he re-examined and sized him up with imperceptible scrutiny.

They walked in a hurry, and on the way, they took the opportunity to slaughter a few bold evil cultivators who hadn't left but were thinking of ambushing him.

In the end, he did not even need to take action himself; his elite subordinates struck down all these evil cultivators who dared to invade, right before the gate, twenty zhang away!

Compared to the disheveled state of Tang Yiping, things here appeared exceptionally calm and composed.

Tang Yiping's thoughts churned as he rapidly pondered a way to make amends.

But the next moment, Gao Feng raised his hand, putting a stop to this futile effort.

"Reasonable and well-founded."

He did not hesitate either, and immediately began to state the explanation he had prepared since last night: "I am the outpost patrol guard, Du En."

"However, I only realized upon approaching that the camp had already been overrun, my colleagues had all been killed, and the entire place was deathly silent; I mustered the courage to enter and investigate, but I did not find the camp master's corpse..."

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